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Chapter 137 Confirmation (End)

Chapter 137

Today, at this moment, Sheng Yanling actually knows that she has confirmed the truth, but she always needs evidence to prove it in her heart, otherwise she will be erratic, doubting and affirming for a while, and suffering a lot
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She doesn't want to.

She is a slow person, but she wanted to cut through the mess quickly on this matter, so she made preparations, picked up the cup and asked, and Ning Shuo really started to introduce.

"This is the seven-pointed cup."

He smiled and said: "The seven-pointed cup is not common. After all, it is just for looking good, but it is not suitable for drinking tea and water."

Sheng Yanling nodded, "Yes, I think so too."

She sat down, sat down properly, lowered her head, and put her hands together, "What kind of cup does third brother like to use to drink water?"

Ning Shuo meant to relieve her.Marriage matters, maybe only God can decide, and no one can decide.Mo Yunyan is like this, Zhou Hao is like this, and Yanling is like this.He originally thought that Huang Zhengjing was not bad, and thought that if Yan Ling liked him, then he would be relieved.Yan Ling has a good home, even if something happens to him in the future, he will feel at ease.

It's just that she couldn't bear it in her heart and couldn't give it up, so she didn't give much help, but silently waited for the banquet bell to make a decision.He was suffering in his heart, but felt that his so-called suffering was just self-inflicted, which can be described as hypocritical.

After that, he may not be able to tell his own emotions.He is not a person who procrastinates, but when it is his turn, he can't help but say: Wait, wait, maybe there is a better solution?
After waiting like this, she will be depressed again today.

Ning Shuo naturally knew why she was unhappy - Miss Mo thought too clearly.

People in the world love men and despise women. If you love men according to nature, it is the right way. If you value women, you are deviant.As a woman, Mo Yunyan doesn't love men. She loves women, which means she loves herself.She doesn't blindly obey men, she has her own ideas, she can give up Song Qingyun and choose Yuxingzhi, or she can give up Yuxingzhi and choose Song Qingyun. All her choices are the result of her determination to value herself, but she can't escape the world after all. bondage.

If the Mo family didn't love her and insisted on marrying him to the Song family, then she couldn't choose to give up on Song Qingyun to find Yu Xingzhi the first time, and she couldn't divorce Song Qingyun the second time.No matter what the reason for her marriage with the Song family was, whether it was a joke made by Song Qingyun's jealousy, or whether she wanted to be a widow after Song Qingyun's refusal, she had to marry.

Her previous two choices, in her eyes, were the Mo family's favor to her, so now that the Zhou family came to her door earlier, she had to repay the favor.

Does she still love herself?I love heavy ones.But she was coerced into agreeing to the Zhou family's marriage, otherwise, where would she go?

Ning Shuo could tell what Sheng Yanling was thinking.She has some affection for Miss Mo.This friendship first stems from Miss Mo's ups and downs in her marriage like hers, and she was calculated by others. Later, it stems from the fact that the two of them are still in the whole world and cannot escape at all.Furthermore, Miss Mo's openness and transparency made her involuntarily approach it, but when she got closer, she realized that if Miss Mo was a peach in summer, the surface of the fruit had already been bitten into pits and pits.

If the pulp is broken, can the core last for a long time?

She must be sad about this.The death of the rabbit and the fox are sad, and the teeth are cold when the teeth die, which is probably the case.

Ning Shuo used cups as a metaphor for this matter.He said, "I will also pour some water into this cup later. I heard that if more water is poured in, the sound produced by tapping with chopsticks is different from that of less water."

He sighed again, "The same is true of being a human being. In a lifetime, sometimes there is more water, and sometimes there is less water. How can you be sure?"

Sheng Yanling nodded, "Yes, maybe, the world is impermanent, and common sense can be broken... There are always surprises."

When Ning Shuo heard the words, he didn't think too much about it, he just felt that the girl had some understanding, so he continued: "Cousin, when there is a lot of water, you can sail a boat, and when there is little water, you can always pass through the water. "

Sheng Yanling picked up another cup, "Third brother, do you have any hurdles you can't get over?"

Ning Shuo nodded, "Yes."

Feast bell: "What's the hurdle?"

Ning Shuo thought about it carefully, and said, "Speaking carefully, it should be the hurdle of life and death."

Sheng Yanling just laughed, and she said sourly, "What is the hurdle of life and death?"

Ning Shuo hesitated for a moment, and said, "People are always afraid of death. They are afraid that before they die they will understand that everything in their lives is just a dream. They are afraid that the people they care about before death will not settle down well, and that their parents, brothers and sisters will worry about it before they die. I am sad, afraid that the grievances in this world will not be fair, afraid... afraid that I will let others down."

"Because there is always a hurdle between life and death, you always worry about gains and losses. If you want to do things quickly, you are always afraid that it will be too late."

Sheng Yanling's hands became tighter when he heard it, and he smiled stiffly, "Really? My cousin was born in a wealthy family, so I didn't expect to hurt my relatives so much."

Ning Shuo put down the cup in his hand, "I'm thoughtful, and I just have some epiphanies occasionally."

Then he picked up another cup, "cousin, do you know the name of this cup?"

His hands were slender, thin, with well-defined joints but looked skinny. He held the sapphire-colored sunflower cup in his hand, like a rare treasure.Because of this hand, the cup became more expensive.Sheng Yanling blinked her eyes, remembering that a long time ago, her husband held a cup and said with a smile: "Little Yanling, guess what kind of tea is in this cup?"

She was just learning tea, but she didn't enjoy learning tea art as much as she likes reading books. After hearing about it, A Niang taught her to fool her husband, "It's better to ask Mr. Jing to learn scented tea."

Scented tea is studious, beautiful, and simple. Yan Yanling likes it very much. She is sitting on the steps, holding a dustpan with different scented teas in it.

The husband came over, bent down and stretched out his hand, picked up a flower, and first taught her the name of the flower tea.

"This is bergamot, this is amaranth, this is camellia, calendula, lily..."

He lightly tapped the dustpan with his sick and thin hands, and told her in the same way, "This is peony, sweet-scented osmanthus..."

Yan Yanling held back tears, watched with a smile as her third cousin held cups one after another, and kept telling her, "This is the bell cup, this is the hexagonal cup, this is the folding cup, this is..."

He is teaching the same thing, just like when he bent down to pick up different scented teas from the dustpan, teaching one flower after another.

The two time points coincided, and the small courtyard in Lingnan became a large courtyard in Kyoto. The little girl back then had grown up.

She knows how to think, some things don't need to be taught by her husband, and she knows to affirm the truth.

——It’s sir.

——Mr. is really back.

……

At dusk, when the westerly wind blows, the bamboo leaves rustle, reflecting on the red wall.

Under the bamboo shadow on the red wall, there were two people sitting.

Ning Shuo held the cups, wholeheartedly guiding her to learn the names of these cups instead of blindly hurting relatives. He picked up a few more cups and said softly: "This is the lotus petal cup, this is the peach blossom cup, this is Yuanrong Cup..."

Sheng Yanling said in a daze, "Third Brother..."

Ning Shuo looked at her, and asked with a gentle smile, "Huh?"

Sheng Yanling showed a smile uglier than crying, "Third brother, this is..."

She was a little choked up, but she trembled and said with a smile, "This is... my Buddha's mercy."

　I can only update it today.

　　I owe three more.Plus the previous fifth watch, woo woo woo, eight watch.

　　Don't be afraid, the eighth watch is only [-], I can do it!

　　Fight for more tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)