Employed in the World: A Story of Waste Materials

Chapter 97 Self-cultivation ([-])
Self-cultivation ([-])
She will not bend herself, and do everything as she pleases.

Feeling uncomfortable in the meridian, she stopped directly without forcing it.When she is comfortable and has space, she will continue to practice!As a result, once she put it down like this, her strength gradually increased.And there is no sign of going mad at all!

This made her not only think, sure enough, is self-cultivation also very important?Haste makes waste!Sure enough, the wisdom of the predecessors is good.

However, the only thing she can do for self-cultivation is to practice calligraphy.This is something she has only recently figured out... Whether it is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or farming, fishing and woodcutters, these are not the skills she needs to master.In this space, there is only that piece of land that does not need to be taken care of at all. She occasionally thinks of watering it. Others, it is fully functional by itself.

But these two "self-cultivation" activities that she forced to make up have helped her so much, so shouldn't she learn other more "self-cultivation" skills?
So, in the thought of learning skills, she left the space and appeared in the cabin.

She noticed the time, and it was exactly midnight.Moreover, it happened to be a day when the moon was dark and the sky was high, and there was no light on the boat... She found a candle, lit it, and looked around the cabin.Only then did she realize that it had been more than half a month since she left, and the boat was as clean as new, without any dust on it.

Of course she would not think that this boat has the function of self-cleaning.No doubt someone had come to clean the boat, but who could it be?
With the light of the candles on the boat lit up, many homing pigeons were released at the same time.

She heard the sound of the bird's wings fluttering, but she only thought it was her movement that alarmed the waterfowl.Animals are more sensitive than humans.After all, she didn't expect so many pairs of eyes to stare at her.She didn't feel that she was worthy of others' attention.The deal with Qi Hengxi was over, and she also passed the news to Uncle Kuang.

Therefore, it is rare for her to be in good spirits, and with some rare childishness, she lit up the lanterns that were already on the boat one by one, and hung them from the bow to the stern. She hung more than a dozen of them, and the boat was brightly illuminated. Yes, she smirked for a while at the full boat lights, and felt that the boat at this time was no longer an ordinary boat, but a dream boat.

In the deep night, with the murmur of water and the croaking of frogs, standing on the bow of the boat, listening to the flickering sound of silk and bamboo coming from afar... In this noisy sound, she felt the extremely intense Quiet.Or lonely!
This is a completely different feeling from her in space.

In the space, because she knows that she is the only creature there, and if she doesn't make a sound, the whole space is like death, and there will be no sound at all.Although there is only one person, but because there is no way to compare...

But here, she is not alone.Listen, there is a ship passing not far away.There are beauties on the boat laughing with the men, and on the other side, the women are playing the piano, and many people are applauding...

So many people, they laugh and curse, they are happy and miserable, they are not alone.

Only she is alone.Just like the stars in the sky, they can only look at everything in the world from a distance.Can't get close... and don't want to get close.Because it is afraid, once it falls, what it has to pay is to fall, and it will never go back.

(End of this chapter)