The storyteller who walks the rivers and lakes

Chapter 205 Four Treasures
Behind this roadside teahouse, a lush tea mountain stands there.

Now is a good time to pick spring tea. Numerous tea pickers are wearing floral clothes and carrying tea baskets on their backs, shuttling among the tea trees, showing the perfect harmony between man and nature.

At noon in the morning, all the tea girls came down from the mountain to rest in the tea shed at the foot of the mountain.

Under an old locust tree that is hundreds of years old, a young man in Tsing Yi is sitting on a big rock and talking to people resting on the side of the road.

People are curious, especially for these teenage tea picking girls, they prefer to go and see the excitement.

What's more, the young man was such a handsome young man, so the tea girls who came down the mountain immediately called their little sisters and ran over laughingly.

Lu Fei had already noticed the figure of Niao Tingting running over in the distance, but he still told his story calmly.

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In the ancient temple, after the general recovered from his injury, he wanted to return to the dynasty, but at this time, the Eastern Wu was powerful, and the Chu army had already abandoned the city of this generation. If you can be trapped in the enemy's rear, if you go back, there is only one dead end.

The general has never been afraid of death, but thinking of the previous oath, he must come back to the girl alive...

In order to avoid troubles, the general had no choice but to commit himself to the ancient temple as a monk, hoping that one day the war would subside and he would return to her side.

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At the city gate where they used to part, there was a woman who often sat on a rock and waited for her beloved to come back.

Whenever she met someone returning from the front, the woman asked if she had seen the general, but there was no news of the general returning victorious.

The woman never gave up and still waits day after day.

This story, once passed on to ten, ten to a hundred, finally spread throughout Jinling City.

But the war is still going on, and the general in the distance has been guarding the ancient temple. He must live until the day when Da Chu finally wins...

Do not know how many years, the war finally ended.

With his peerless resources, the Overlord fought for decades, finally withstood the Great Qin, and swept the entire Jiangnan.

For the first time, the general walked out of the sloping gate of the ancient temple, which seemed to be collapsing, and returned to the place where he thought about day and night.

Dressed as a commoner, he came to the still prosperous city gate of Jinling. He walked to the place where they parted, beside the tree that had long since withered, and touched the stone on which she sat every day waiting for his return...

The sound of elegant reed pipes came from the outskirts of the city...

An old man passing by told the general that there used to be a woman who was waiting for her beloved to return...

But just three years before Da Chu's victory, that lonely woman finally left.

Only her deep thoughts and her lover who has never returned are left here.

And this stone is called "Wang Husband Returns".

Jinling City is still prosperous, but here he can't find any traces of her past, only the rain from the sky, and the eternal loneliness lingering in his heart...

He has always believed that she has been waiting for him...

The old man told him that she was always alone...until the day she died...

He gave up everything he once had, and returned to the ancient temple, sitting quietly on the lonely futon, beating the wooden fish...

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The story is over.

The tea in Lu Fei's bowl was no longer steaming.

However, the eyes of the tea girls present were slightly red, as if they hadn't recovered from the sad story.

Si Bao, the little yellow-haired girl who had been lying beside Lu Fei's legs, had her mouth slightly flattened at this time, and her withered yellow hair seemed to be listless.

Lu Fei shook his head and smiled, raised his hand and gently pressed the top of her soft head, then under the reddish gaze of the little girl, he took out his own jade flute, with his eyes slightly closed, a melodious tune slowly floated out.

The whining flute sound, like a woman's whisper, is melodious and melodious, like weeping and complaining, so that all the sadness that was originally suppressed in the heart is released along the flute sound.

Facing these ordinary tea girls, it is obvious that the stories about the fights and killings in the rivers and lakes are not what they like, so on a whim, Lu Fei told them a story from his previous life that he remembered in his mind.

At the end of the story, most of the people dispersed.

They still need to eat and rest, and then go to the tea mountain to pick tea in the afternoon.

In a tea shed not far away, a woman with a rough complexion came over, first glanced at the little girl who was lying beside Lu Fei, then looked at Lu Fei with some shyness, and said in a low voice: "My lord, lunch is ready Now, if you don’t dislike it, why not eat with us.”

Although it looks a bit vicissitudes, this woman is only 25 or [-] years old now, not a few years older than Lu Fei.

But the other party was already the mother of an eight-year-old girl.

And Lu Fei is still single...

"Then thank you, sister-in-law." Lu Fei got up and thanked the woman.

"No, no, no! It's just a meal, it's just a rough countryside, just don't dislike it, young master."

While speaking somewhat restrainedly, the woman raised her hand and took her daughter, and walked towards the tea shed with the other party's reluctance.

Lu Fei followed behind their mother and daughter, and then at the door of the tea shed, he saw a woman and called a little girl who looked to be eleven or twelve years old next to her.

"Girl Wantao, your parents have gone to the city to sell tea today, and today they are eating at my aunt's place!"

The woman's voice was hearty and loud, without the shyness and softness just now.

This is the normal state of tea girls in the country.

After a simple lunch, the tea girls will go up the mountain to pick tea again.

The woman originally wanted to take her daughter Sibao, but the little girl refused to go anyway, so in the end she had no choice but to give up.

Looking at the yellow-haired girl who was still in a sluggish mood, Lu Fei shook his head helplessly, stroked the soft top of her head, and said, "Sibao, how about my brother teaching you a nice song?"

The little girl tilted her head, blinked her big crystal eyes, and said, "Is that what mother and sisters sang?"

Following the little girl's words, Lu Fei suddenly heard the indistinct and beautiful singing from the mountain wind.

"In March, partridges roam the mountains; in April, rivers flow everywhere.

The tea-picking girl walks on the tea mountain, and the tea song flies to the head of Baiyun.

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......"

The melodious singing made Lu Fei fascinated by it for a while.

"This is my mother's voice. My mother is the best singer in Yunmeng Mountain!"

The little girl was full of pride.

Lu Fei touched the top of her head and praised: "It really sounds good."

"But the song my brother taught you is also very nice, do you want Sibao to learn it?"

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she nodded to Lu Fei repeatedly.

"Listen to the Four Treasures..."

"Cold food passes through clouds and rain

It's just right

Another year of warm sunshine in tea picking season
The wind chases the butterfly

Who grows sweet potatoes

The wooden plow loosens the soil, the dragon is startled, and the ants come out of the nest

……

......"

(End of this chapter)