Shanyue doesn't know what's going on

Chapter 4 Destiny
When I walked to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, it was not yet bright, and the air was filled with the smell of grass and dew.Passing by the door of Aunt Zou’s house, the aunt’s youngest son is already carrying a basket on his back and preparing to go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables. Their family also runs a small farmhouse restaurant. All kinds of fresh wild vegetables are the favorite dishes on the table for tourists in the city. .

"It's quite early, Zou Yun."

When Xiang Yuan walked by, he gave him a big smile.Zou Yun is also in the sixth grade this year, and is in the same class as Xiang Yao.For a child of the same age, he is much more sensible than Xiang Yao.It has been almost a year since his mother accidentally fell from a bridge and died. Not long ago, his father found another widow from a neighboring village. The child, the treasure held in the palm of Aunt Zou's family when she was alive, should not start to share the burden of the family.

Xiang Yuan is grateful for the care of Aunt Zou's family during her lifetime, and has always been close to their family. After her aunt is gone, she thinks that Zou Yun is also a child without a mother. She takes care of him as much as she can. Sometimes on weekends or holidays, There were too many tourists, and her house couldn't accommodate them. She always took those people to Zou Yun's house, and when she got a good job, she didn't forget to share some with the Zou family.

Zou Yun is the same age as Xiang Yao's sister and brother. When Xiang Yi was alive, they were the best friends in the village. Since he was able to walk, Zou Yun was just like Xiang Yi, one of the two famous followers around Xiang Yuan. , Followed Xiang Yuan and called "Sister, Sister".On the day of Xiang Yi's accident, it was Zou Yun who ran all the way to report the letter to Xiang Yuan... Thinking of his younger brother who died young, Xiang Yuan felt sore, and the joy of planning to make a fortune in the past few days before going out was also diluted a lot So much so that Zou Yun chased after her and shouted a few times: "Sister Xiang Yuan, do you want to go to the mountain to watch the sunrise... Sister Xiang Yuan..." She just waved her hand absently.

Under the old locust tree has always been the first choice for attracting tourists to Xiangyuan, and this is the place that everyone who enters and exits Li Village must pass.Xiang Yuan set up a mobile stall here to sell some village specialties and cheap tourist souvenirs. When guests need a tour guide, they can stuff their things in their bags and they can set off immediately, which is very convenient.

No one knows how long this pagoda tree has existed in Li Village, but it has been in such vicissitudes in the memory of the oldest old man in the village.The tree is actually an ordinary tree. When it gets older, it seems to have spirituality. Of course, time and the changes in the world it has witnessed also give this tree a special meaning in the hearts of the villagers.Very early on, villagers burned incense and made wishes under the tree at this moment, and girls and boys met under the tree from time to time. In the years when the educated youth went to the countryside, this is the best place for those young people in the city.

I have been a tour guide for Xiang Yuantu for a long time, and I am very accurate about the minds of those tourists in the city. After all, the village is small, and the scenery in four seasons may not be enough to attract people. We must add some new and wonderful things to make the journey of those people better. Relieve fatigue and increase interest.So whenever she receives tourists, she always likes to take them under this old locust tree and tell them the so-called "story of the old locust tree". It doesn't matter how vulgar the subject matter is, those people in the city can always listen to it with great interest, and the people in the village are also happy to pass on these nonsense legends to make it true.After a long time, the old locust tree has gradually become famous, and it has become a witness of unswerving love. The village seems to have added a humanistic landscape, and even the full-time tour guide who followed in the city followed the same way to teach tourists Tell the story of the tree.

Every time at this time, Xiang Yuan secretly laughed in his heart. She is the fabricator of this touching story, but she is the person who least believes in this story.But it doesn't matter, after she changed the name of Wild Duck Pool in the village to Yuanyang Pool, didn't more people go there?Xiang Yuan's tourist souvenir business under the tree is getting better and better. She gets the money, and those idiots who come here for the name get comfort. Isn't this a good thing for both.

As the day approached noon, Xiang Yuan made a rough calculation. He made a total of two trips to guide and explain the business. Including the souvenirs sold, the total income was nearly [-] yuan. This was only the morning income of the first day of the long vacation. Can be regarded as passable.Xiang Yuan is in her third year of high school, and school has started for almost a month. She has not yet paid the tuition fees of the high school in the town. She has issued an IOU to the school and is waiting for the income of these seven days. The life of a few months has also settled down.

After carefully putting away the money, Xiang Yuan felt a little thirsty, and only then remembered that he hadn't had a drop of water all morning.She took a sip of the boiled water she brought with her, and the second aunt of the Li family who sold jelly under the old locust tree asked her to drink a bowl of jelly to relieve the heat. Owing favors is her consistent principle of Xiangyuan.

The afternoon sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, and the wailing of the cicadas can be faintly heard from overhead. This time period is usually the time when the flow of people is the least. Leaning far away on the tree trunk, I can't help but feel a little drowsy.

Hu Youyou, a fortune teller who had been dozing off for a while, woke up, let out a breath of boredom, looked at Xiang Yuan and said, "There are no guests anyway, little girl, how about I make a fortune for you?"

Xiang Yuan said with a smile: "Don't you always say that guessing the secrets of heaven will lead to a short life? If I don't pay, how can I shorten your life for nothing?" It is deeply disapproving.This old Hu is a foreigner, who makes a living by bluffing and cheating, and accidentally came to Lizhuang. It happened that the old pagoda tree in Lizhuang was rumored to be miraculous, and he started this fortune-telling business under the tree.The people who came to him for fortune-telling were all tourists, most of them were looking for marriage. Xiang Yuanxian looked on coldly, watching the old nonsense and fabrications, and felt funny in his heart, and only those people in the city who had too much money to spend Believe the old guy's nonsense, if he can really measure the past and the future, why does he still need to eat such lip service for his family?However, when it comes to fortune-telling and handwriting testing, Lao Hu Fan mostly tells what is good, and occasionally there is something wrong with his mouth. Anyway, his fee is not high, only three or five yuan, and others don't take him seriously.But how could Xiang Yuan accept his set?
Lao Hu is also a person who is good at observing words and expressions. Looking at Xiang Yuan's expression, he knew that she was disdainful, so he smiled "hehe" and said, "Whether you believe it or not, since you also know that these tricks are not true, why don't you treat it as a pastime? Elderly people are not afraid of dying, so why don't you just listen to it as a joke, maybe those who believe in it will be blessed?"

Xiang Yuan didn't want to play tricks on him, since he was idle anyway, so he picked one from Lao Hu's handwriting booth and threw it in front of him.Lao Hu opened the paper and waved it in front of Xiang Yuan's eyes in a serious manner. On the paper was the word "会" written in a brush.

"Yes... will..." He muttered to himself while holding the crumpled note.Xiang Yuan clasped his hands together, ready to listen to his nonsense. "Come on, how do you explain 'will'?"

"The word 'hui', separated from the upper and lower parts, is a character for 'person' and a character for 'cloud'. If a person is on the cloud, he must be a person who is above the people. The little girl can expect to be rich in the future."

Xiang Yuan laughed loudly, "Old Hu, old Hu, you really know how to talk to people, to talk nonsense, I'm greedy for money and riches, you can tell at a glance."

Lao Hu also laughed for a while, then put away his smile, and said seriously: "However, then again, it is said that colorful clouds are easy to disperse, without the word 'cloud', there is only a lonely 'person' left "Although wealth and honor are good, I'm afraid that your relatives will be scattered, and you will be alone in the end."

Xiang Yuan's smile froze on his face for a short while, then he shook his head and scolded, "Stop bluffing me with this, are you selling your dog skin plaster again?"

Old Hu smiled slyly, and took out a bunch of messy things from his pocket. Looking into the distance, they were all pendants worn with red threads, including Guanyin, Buddha, and Qilin.

"Put on an amulet, and you can eliminate disasters..."

Before Lao Hu finished speaking, Xiang Yuan sneered and took out more assorted small pendants from his bag, "Tell me, do you wholesale these things at the Chen family in the town? The big ones are one yuan five, the small ones eight dollars Mao. I also have some that can’t be sold here. If you want them, I can give them to you at a lower price. The quality is better than those defective products in your hand.”

Old Hu smiled and took the object in Xiang Yuan's hand and looked at it. The quality was indeed better than his.He immediately changed the subject with interest, picked out one of the Guanyin imitation jasper, and said: "This one is well done, it can almost be fake. It's a pity that there is a crack on the neck of the back of the Guanyin statue. The broken neck of Guanyin is a bad omen. It's useless."

Xiang Yuan's complexion changed, and he took those things back from Lao Hu's hands, "If you continue to talk nonsense, the guests will hear you, be careful, I will make it impossible for you to stay in this village any longer."

Seeing that she was annoyed, Lao Hu knew that she was not easy to offend, so he quickly put on a flattering expression, "Grandma, the old man is just joking with you, why do you take it seriously? I haven't finished saying the word 'will' just now. , as the saying goes, "It is destined to meet thousands of miles away", this is a sign that the departed will return, maybe you will be reunited with the old friend today, little girl."

Xiang Yuan was still willing to listen to his crazy words, and said "it's strange to believe you", and then refused to talk to him again.

She didn't believe in these weird things the most, so naturally she wouldn't take them to heart, but when the old man said those unlucky things, especially "six relatives and no relatives, all alone", her heart felt inexplicably tense.However, Xiang Yuan's unhappiness did not last long, because she soon received her first order of business in the afternoon.

It was a young girl, maybe a little younger than Xiang Yuan, dressed like a city person.Such girls usually come in groups, but it is rare to see them alone.

Seeing that she had been wandering under the tree for a long time, Xiang Yuan didn't look like she was looking at the scenery, but she didn't look like she was lost, so he took the initiative to meet her and asked if she needed a tour guide.

The business negotiation went extremely smoothly, and the girl not only immediately agreed to let Xiang Yuan take her for a stroll, but also gave a pink bill as soon as she sold it.Xiang Yuan was secretly happy, taking people's money, so naturally he worked extra hard, so he first told the girl the "poignant" legend about this old locust tree for the thousand and one time.If she guessed right, girls of the other party's age are always fascinated by this kind of love legend.

Xiang Yuan guessed right, she spoke vividly, and the other party was fascinated by it.At the end, when Xiang Yuan talked about the legendary ancient young woman who watched her loved one marry a woman from another family under the tree, she was sad and desperate and turned into a tree fairy. At the end of the endless aftertaste, the girl suddenly interrupted Xiang Yuan, looked at the tree, and asked in a daze: "After she turned into a tree fairy, she still has to stand at the entrance of the village and look at her lover and other people every day." Happiness and sweetness, long-lasting descendants, isn’t this torturing yourself?”

Xiang Yuan was stunned for a moment. After telling her story so many times, it was the first time someone asked such a question. However, she turned her brain very quickly and immediately answered: "Maybe she won't be happy, so she just wants to see How about being happy with the one you love?"

She heard the girl laugh twice abruptly, "Would you?"

Before Xiang Yuan could answer, the girl asked again, "Can you?"

"Well..." She was about to evade the question vaguely, but the girl simply turned her head and looked at her with a smile, "If the person you love fell in love with someone else, what would you do?"

Xiang Yuan felt that this question was inexplicable, but the customer is God, she still pretended to answer seriously: "Then I will transfer my love to other things."

"Other things, for example?" The other party asked thoughtfully.

Xiang Yuan laughed, "For example, money, didn't the novel say that without love, at least I still have money."

"What if you don't even have any money?"

Looks like she's bumped into a paranoid and serious kid.Xiang Yuan was surprised, and couldn't help but carefully looked at the person in front of him. The girl was neither beautiful nor ugly, with a slender figure, brows and brows, and the corners of her mouth were naturally slightly raised. When she was not smiling, she looked like a smile, but her face was pale. , the skin paper is generally thin, and the tiny blue blood vessels below can be faintly seen.Looking at this girl, Xiang Yuan inexplicably thought of the porcelain fragments salvaged from the pond by the villagers, the ones that had been washed in clear water, the white ones that were unassuming, soft and broken...

Xiang Yuan continued joking, "Whoever makes me lose these things, I will make him feel bad. Just like the woman who turned into a tree fairy, if that man took her money and married someone else, she If I were her, I would rather kill that man than be stupid enough to turn myself into a log."

The girl frowned and said, "But it's not so easy to kill someone you loved. It's easier to kill yourself than to kill him."

The cold joke she told earnestly amused Xiang Yuan, and when the girl saw Xiang Yuan laughing, she also laughed and leaned forward.After laughing, she said, "Just now you said that your name is Xiang Yuan, right? Xiang Yuan, you are so interesting. I met you as soon as I arrived here. It's great. My name is Ye Ling, and I'm from G City."

Xiang Yuan has a friendly smile on her face, basically she is friendly to everyone who can bring her benefits.

The girl who called herself Ye Ling looked at the large and small pendants in Xiang Yuan's hands that were too late to put away, and looked through them curiously.

"Do you like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you at a lower price." Xiang Yuanjian had another chance to make money, so he couldn't help being shocked. "These are very effective amulets. Wearing them on your body can drive away evil spirits and make wishes."

"Really?" Ye Ling picked with interest, and finally picked up a Guanyin pendant, "This is very beautiful, how much is it?"

Xiang Yuan took a closer look, and couldn't help being secretly surprised. What Ye Ling held in his hand was the "Broken Neck Guanyin" that old Hu said. Xiang Yuan didn't expect to sell this thing, who knew? Girls in this city can't put it down.

If it was normal, he might have rushed to take this pint far away, the sooner the better.But now the other party is a girl who is about the same age as her. She looks innocent, and more importantly, she is generous. She has already earned 100 yuan from Ye Ling.Therefore, Xiang Yuan reluctantly reminded, "This, this Guanyin has flaws, change it, there are better ones."

"You want to say 'Avalokitesvara Broken Neck'." Ye Ling smiled, and played with the pendant in the palm of his hand.

It turned out that she knew it too.Xiang Yuan didn't hide any more, and nodded, "Although I don't really believe in these messy things, you'd better choose something else."

"It's okay." Ye Ling took off the broken-neck Guanyin by himself, "This thing is about the eye at first sight, so I just fell in love with this. 'Originally good things are not easy to be strong', maybe there are cracks. It's a good thing."

Xiang Yuan is the mind of a businessman. Since buyers don't care about it, there is no reason for sellers to hide their reluctance to sell.This Avalokitesvara was originally a fake jade, not worth a lot of money. Ye Ling made a generous move earlier, which made her a small profit.She thought, maybe when the benefactor is happy, he will be more generous in the next trip.

Ye Ling thanked her again and again, and Xiang Yuan felt a little embarrassed, so he served him more thoughtfully. After seeing the old locust tree, he took Ye Ling to the former "Wild Duck Pool" - now the "Mandarin Duck Pool".

In fact, the deep pool with a square of several hundred meters is one of the places that Xiang Yuan is most reluctant to go to, but there is no other way. This season is when the pool is the clearest and most beautiful. The clear water reflects the wild trees beside the pool. , she, who is not easily obsessed with scenery, also feels refreshed.

Ye Ling walked around the pool, apparently in a good mood, chatting and laughing with Xiang Yuan, a pale blush appeared on his pale face.

"Xiang Yuan, what kind of flower is that?" She suddenly asked Xiang Yuan, pointing to the red flower halfway up the small slope by the pool.

Xiang Yuan looked sideways, "Oh, it looks like a wild rhododendron."

"It's so beautiful." Ye Ling sighed, and then said to Xiang Yuan with some embarrassment, "I'm not very good at climbing mountains, can I trouble you to pick one for me?"

Xiang Yuan agreed, and that height was no problem for her who was used to walking on mountain roads.

"Then you wait for me here for a while, I'll be right back." After she finished speaking to Ye Ling, she ran to the bottom of the mound a few steps, and before she could climb up, she heard the rustling of leaves on the hillside, someone's voice A corner of the clothes was exposed.

Xiang Yuan smiled, "Zou Yun, you picked wild vegetables and came here."

"Sister Xiang Yuan?" Zou Yun's immature and delicate face appeared in the grass above. "What are you doing here?"

"Plucking the flowers." Xiang Yuan was afraid that Ye Ling would wait for a long time, so he pointed to the wild cuckoo and said to Zou Yun in a simple and horrified manner.She looked back, and Ye Ling had already walked more than ten meters away by himself.

"Do you like this?" Zou Yun looked at Xiang Yuan in surprise, "Don't, don't, the grass here is quite steep, don't come up, I'll pick it for you." He leaned over and picked the flower easily, sweat on his forehead The beads were as bright as his eyes.

Xiang Yuan reached out to catch the flower branch thrown by Zou Yun, just turned around, just in time to see Ye Ling in a white dress standing quietly by the pool, lowering his head, thinking about something, and then jumped up without any warning, silently The ground was submerged in the pool of water.

(End of this chapter)