White tea legend

Two young women pushed open the old woman's door.

Why did the eldest daughter and the second daughter suddenly come back?

The old woman sitting on the ground looked up at her two daughters.

The two daughters were all dressed simply, without any makeup or hairpins on their heads. Their lives are very poor.

The old woman was unhappy: both of her daughters had not married well. If they married into a rich and powerful family, they would be able to help their parents' family more, and she would not have to worry about her old age and still wandering around the streets picking up rags every night. It's still so hard.

The old woman looked at her two daughters with some resentment in her heart.

But the two daughters didn't even notice her and walked straight towards the bedroom.

They all carried baskets on their arms, and the baskets were covered with blue-dyed cloth, but the old woman could still smell the aroma of the food.

It's chicken soup, fragrant chicken soup.

"Dad has never dared to eat meat his whole life. This chicken soup is nothing if stewed. He doesn't dare to eat it anyway," said the second daughter.

"It's different now. He's sick. If he doesn't drink some chicken soup to nourish himself, he'll be afraid of going to see the King of Hell if he doesn't drink some chicken soup for a while. In the face of life and death, he will still drink a few sips of chicken soup. After all, no one is not afraid of death." The eldest daughter explain.

The two sisters disappeared from the bedroom door, arm in arm.

The old woman sat on the ground, feeling uncomfortable in her heart. She couldn't tell whether it was jealousy or envy.

She also wants to drink fragrant chicken soup.

Who doesn't know how to enjoy it?

But what is the use of raising these unfilial daughters? He only wants to honor his father, but refuses to honor his mother.

The daughter-in-law also honors her father but refuses to honor her mother.

The old woman thought of her little daughter-in-law, who often contradicted her and was always at odds with her. She always liked to eat, drink, and flatter the old man, but she had a different face towards her.

The old woman was furious.

Why?

She had lived frugally all her life, and had worked hard to raise her four children. The old man had been traveling around when he was young. How many times had he helped her four children grow up? Why is it that now that the children are older, filial piety is given to him?

As for me, I dragged them up with shit and piss, and went through all kinds of hardships, but what did I get?

The old woman was extremely unbalanced.

The daughters complained every day that she favored sons and favored sons over daughters, so how could they hold a bowl of water level? Aren't they treating the old man well but not her?

If the old man dies, they can respect her mother wholeheartedly, right? Can chicken soup be given to her alone?

Just as the old woman thought this, the cries of her two daughters came from the bedroom: "Dad, Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you? Dad, you can't die!"

The old woman was startled.

She just thought about it, she never really wanted the old man to die!

The old woman got up from the ground in one fell swoop. With unprecedented flexibility, she ran straight from the patio to the bedroom, her whole heart beating wildly.

The old woman pushed open the bedroom door, and a strong light dazzled her eyes. She instinctively covered her eyes with her hands——

"Dad! Dad! Dad, what's wrong with you? Dad, you can't die!"

The two daughters were crying.

Just what's going on?

The two daughters do not look like adult women in their twenties or thirties, but they still look like young children with their slicked back hair.

They stood in front of the bed and shook the old man on the bed.

The old man is still her old man, but he has become younger. He still looks like a young man in his twenties. He is lying on the bed, eyes closed tightly, motionless.

The old woman stepped into the bedroom suspiciously and caught a glimpse of the mirror inlaid with square wooden grids on the washstand in the corner. The mirror reflected her young appearance.

How is this going?

The old woman looked at herself in the mirror, then at her two daughters in front of the bed, and then at her husband on the bed, and it suddenly seemed like a dream.

It seems like a dream and seems real.

Everything gradually became real, and it couldn't be more real. In a moment, the old woman has accepted her young body. At this time, she is not an old woman with wrinkles on her face and the nails on her hands have turned black from picking up rags, but Yun Gu.

The neighbors call her Yun Gu.

"Aunt Yun can't give birth to a son, Aunt Yun is a useless woman!"

"Aunt Yun can't give birth to a son, no wonder her husband wants to go out and cheat!"

By the way, Yun Gu thought about why her husband was lying motionless on the bed, as if he was dead.

They had a quarrel because the husband said a few words to a widow from a neighboring village who came to the market, and Yun Gu caught him.

Yun Gu wanted to die and scolded him many unpleasant words, so he drank the pesticide from the bottle at home and passed out in bed.

Fortunately, the pesticide was not pesticide, just an empty bottle mixed with water.

"Don't pretend to be dead, you can't die!"

Yun Gu's tense heartstrings relaxed, but her husband continued to be in a coma and could not wake up.

Both daughters were crying.

She cried so much that Yun Gu panicked.

"Ms. sir, you can't die! Wake up!"

Yun Gu followed her two daughters and shook her husband, but her husband's body broke like a blister and disappeared into the air. Only the quilt with body temperature was left on the bed.

Yun Gu turned around and looked at the ground. Her two daughters were also gone, disappearing into the air like water bubbles.

Their cries were heard outside the window: "Daddy, don't die!"

Yun Gu ran after him.

Stepping out of the bedroom door, you are not in a familiar courtyard, patio, or home, but in a market:

People are coming and going, and the cries of vendors are endless.

Two familiar figures in the crowd: the husband and the young widow from the neighboring village.

They were biting their ears and chattering, not knowing what to say.

The woman approached them with burning jealousy:

"My Aunt Yun still wants to have another baby and have a son."

“A woman is not worthy of being a woman unless she gives birth to a son.”

"You can't say that, girls are of the same flesh and blood."

"But it's not the incense passed down from generation to generation."

"Hey, how can you say that? Isn't it up to people to decide whether they are incense and whether they can carry on the family line? If you say a girl is incense, she is an incense. If you say she can carry on the family line, she can carry on the family line. She is not all human. Decide for yourself.”

"Yun Gu is so lucky to have a husband like you. It's not like my family. Because I gave birth to a daughter, he couldn't think about it and hung himself."

"Why is he suffering? I hope Yun Gu won't have another baby. Her body has already been weakened a lot due to childbirth, but she is determined to give birth to a son before she gives up. I can't help but advise her..."

Yun Gu's footsteps stopped unconsciously, her feet seemed to be filled with lead and she couldn't walk.

But it was enough for her to hear clearly the conversation between her husband and the widow.

Why hadn't she heard this conversation before?

She just saw her husband whispering to the young widow, and she felt a rush of blood. She rushed over and beat and scolded her husband and the widow in public. However, her husband actually protected the widow, which made her even more jealous.

In the following decades of her life, she always used this incident to humiliate her husband, abuse her husband, and beat her husband, but her husband would complain and complain every time.

She just thought he was a tough talker, but it turned out that her husband was really wronged!