Spatial Farming: Rough Man Orion Dotes on His Wife Too Much

Chapter 82
After Gu Rao finished speaking, Bie Ye didn't get a response. He frowned, looked at Bie Ye and asked, "Don't you think what I said is wrong?"

"Do you also think that it is right for the eldest lady to elope for love?"

"The one who hires is the wife, and the one who runs away is the concubine."

"If the poor scholar is a dedicated and responsible person, she may still have a chance to be happy, but people have bad habits, and often they don't cherish what they get."

"A person who despises himself, lowers his posture, and doesn't know how to love himself will also find it difficult to get the true love of others."

"One must love oneself first, in order to be loved by others."

"Perhaps the poor scholar was not moved after he got the young lady, nor did he cherish the love more, but was complacent, thinking that he was infinitely charming, and ridiculed the young lady for being ridiculously stupid in his heart."

"He hooks his hands, uses his words, and marries a woman who doesn't spend a penny. From the bottom of his heart, he will think that she is a valuable dumper. Once he meets a better one, he will not hesitate to get rid of her."

The analysis of human nature in this passage is not in-depth, and it was only after he finished speaking that Bie Ye was winking at her.

It was the first time she saw Bie Ye showing such an expression. She was a little dazed and a little funny, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are your eyes cramped?"

He raised his hand to give Bie Ye a rub.

Don't cough lightly.

"Someone."

Gu Rao was stunned for a moment, and looked behind him. As expected, he saw the storyteller downstairs, and at some point stood behind them.

She was so absorbed in what she said just now that she didn't even notice the person coming behind her.

I couldn't help being a little embarrassed at this time.

She just commented on the story as worthless, but the person who told the story heard the whole thing.

The death scene of a large community.

"Well, what I just said just represents my personal point of view. In fact, what you said is very good, and many people like to hear it."

The storyteller's eyes seemed to kill.

"He's not that kind of person!"

Gu Rao blinked.

"Well, if you say no, then it's not."

The storyteller got even angrier.

"You don't understand the woman in the story, and you don't understand the man in the story. Why do you say that women are self-deprecating and irresponsible, and why do you say that men like the new and dislike the old, and even...even look down on women in their hearts?"

Gu Rao did not argue with the storyteller.

"The story you told is beautiful, so good that it makes me feel a little unreal, so I express my feelings and say some of my own opinions. Please forgive me for offending you."

Everyone has the right to express their views and opinions, but the premise of expressing their views and opinions is to respect the fruits of labor of others.

She just made a casual joke to her own people just now, and she didn't expect to be heard by the person who told the story. It is understandable for the person to be angry after hearing her words.

However, looking at the expression of the storyteller, one knew that the story just told should be written by the storyteller in front of him, so he couldn't stand criticism from others.

Worried that the storyteller would lose his temper, he continued, "The stories you tell are beautiful and ideal. Listening to more beautiful stories will make people feel better."

Sometimes you know the reality, but you don't have to write it down.

Isn't art derived from life but higher than life?
Not every storybook has to reveal the reality, the reality is already cruel enough, what's wrong with getting some perfection in the storybook?

"What I just said is just a bad possibility, and there is another good possibility, that is, the scholar and the eldest lady in the story really lived a happy life for a lifetime."

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling person with your hand. The storyteller, who was originally angry after hearing Gu Rao's words, now after listening to Gu Rao's explanation, most of the anger in his heart disappeared.

At the same time, I also guessed why she would think that way.

"Your concerns are not wrong. Many men are very lucky. However, I believe that he is a responsible and capable person. Even if he is down for a while, he will flourish sooner or later."

"The woman's choice in the story is not a momentary impulse, nor is it just for her own love, to let down her family's cultivation for many years."

"She also has her own reasons."

"If she hadn't had to, she wouldn't have done such a bold thing."

Gu Rao raised an eyebrow.

"What's the reason?"

The storyteller hesitated, wondering if he should tell this to a stranger.

Gu Rao said helplessly, "From the story you wrote, I don't see any difficulties for the woman, so I feel that she is selfish. Since she has difficulties, why don't you write them out?"

"If you don't write it out, you won't be misunderstood. It's unreasonable."

The storyteller frowned and explained, "If a son doesn't say anything about his father's faults, even if his parents did something wrong, as a child, how can he judge whether his parents are right or wrong?"

"What's more, if it is written, won't the world know what her parents did?"

Gu Rao, "..."

Those words revealed a bit too much information!

Just now, she felt that the storyteller was thin and tender, and although his voice was deliberately thickened, he was still chirping like a girl, and when she thought of the excited expression on the storyteller's face just now, she had a bold guess in her heart.

Look at the storyteller's ears.

Sure enough, even the pierced ears were not covered!

So, this storyteller disguised as a man is actually the daughter who eloped with the poor scholar?In reality, there really is such a silly girl who elopes for love!
Seeing Gu Rao's shocked eyes, Cheng Ruoxue realized that she had been exposed. A trace of annoyance flashed across her eyes, and she begged, "Can you stop telling me about me?"

"It was hard for me to find easier work to earn money."

In order to earn money, she used to wash clothes for others every day, and her fingers were callused. If she was not so tired that she fainted, Ling Shiyin strongly asked her not to wash clothes for others in the future, and she would not have spent a month. Write a storybook by yourself, and write the story of yourself and Ling Shiyin into a storybook.

Fortunately, it was selected by the teahouse.

If the people in the teahouse knew that she was a woman, they would definitely not let her be a storyteller again.

Gu Rao nodded in response.

"it is good."

Although I feel that this silly girl is pitiful in my heart, I am an outsider after all, and it is not good to comment on this person's behavior. Everyone has their own choice. Since she has chosen to elope, she alone will bear the ups and downs in the future.

Cheng Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although I don't like to hear what you just said, it did inspire me a lot. After I go back, I will change this story and improve it."

After hesitating for a while, he still said, "You gave me the suggestion. After I finish writing it, can you come and listen to the story after I finish it?"

Gu Rao nodded.

"can."

Cheng Ruoxue smiled and said, "I am Cheng Ruoxue."

Gu Rao said, "My name is Gu Rao."

Cheng Ruoxue said, "I don't know when the story will be corrected. How will I tell you when it is corrected?"

Stand up wherever you fall.

Gu Rao's previous comments were too sharp, which aroused a fighting spirit in her heart, and she wanted to change the story better, and also wanted to get Gu Rao's approval.

(End of this chapter)