Chapter 206: Mother daughter

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Yuhua Temple is full of incense, and a lot of carriages have been parked in front of the temple.
He Yan and Xiao Jue got out of the carriage, and Feinu hurried to the carriage to wait aside. Neither of them brought their maids and little servants, and they were both eye-catching. People who came and went to worship could not help but want more. Take a few look. If you don’t know anyone, just look at it. If you know the family members of the official family, after recognizing Xiao Jue, you will guess the identity of He Yan, but you don’t dare to discuss anything in front of you. .
The statutes of worshipping Buddha are simple. The ordinary people donate some sesame oil and rice grains, and the richer ones in the family donate some silver. The silver money of the Xiao family is not bad, and the flying slaves have already been prepared. After receiving the incense from the monk, he went to the temple and bowed down.
Xiao Jue didn't go in.
He Yan asked him why he didn't enter, and he just said, "I don't believe in Buddha."
He Yan: "..."
They all walked to the front of the mountain gate, and they said that I didn’t believe in Buddha. This man was really arrogant and lawless. However, in such a matter, there is no belief and no belief, and Xiao Jue cannot be forced to worship Buddha. She let Xiao Jue stay outside and entered the hall by herself.
He Yan knelt down on the futon, the golden body Buddha statue that she had made up indiscriminately and was built by the wealthy merchants who looked down mercifully, looked down on all sentient beings. I hope that those who are harmed by He Rufei and tired for themselves will be able to reincarnate earlier, to be safe and healthy in the next life, without disaster and without suffering.
After finishing the incense and lighting the long lamp, He Yan came out of the hall door. Xiao Jue waited for her in front of the hall door. When she saw her come out, she asked casually, "What did you wish for?"
"I hope there will be no more fighting in the world," He Yan folded his hands together, pretending to be right: "I hope the prosperity of the prosperous world can be easier for you and me."
This is not a false statement. The Uto people's affairs have not yet been fully resolved. I heard that the main battle and the peace between the courts are still being debated, and there is no result yet.
Donated incense money, worshipped Buddha, and used a meal in the temple. The meal at Yuhua Temple is also a must, but He Yan was blind and bitter when he came last time, even though Shan Zhen also tasted tasteless, I had long forgotten what it was, but now I think of it, but I have a little anticipation.
The guest house that used Zhaifan had to pass the ancient trees behind the Yuhua Temple. When passing the ancient trees, you can see the huge ancient trees rooted next to the mountain temple. The branches are as thick as clouds and mist. The original green color is dripping, but it is covered by layers of red. Only when I got closer did I see it. The red on it was all red silk one by one. The writing on the red silk was probably the wish of the writer. It is said that if you hang your wish on the ancient wood, the ancient wood will show its spirit.
He Yan thought that she had hung red silk here and couldn't help but stop.
"This ancient tree is very spiritual," she said to Xiao Jue.
Xiao Jue said leisurely: "Any more stories?"
"No, it's really spiritual." He Yan smiled and thought, she had hung a wish on the tree in her previous life, hoping to see the moon again. When writing this line on red silk, I feel that I can't help but talk about dreams. Not to mention the moon, her eyes can see the light again, and this alone sounds incredible.
However, when it was impossible, even after she died, she could be reborn again in the extinction, and she really saw the "Moon" again.
"I will have more money in the future," He Yan said: "I went to buy a lot of fertilizers and specially watered this ancient tree to show my gratitude and sincerity."
Xiao Jue choked, "Your sincerity is really different."
The guest house of Yuhua Temple is a little bit in front of the courtyard where the monks behind. For those who donate less, many people eat at the same place. For those who donate more, they have special yards, which are mostly house-to-house. There are few people and the environment is more elegant.
Although this kind of differential treatment is somewhat speechless, it is also a good thing now that there are fewer people. He Yan is unwilling to eat a meal and watch it secretly. Now, due to Emperor Wen Xuan's marriage, she and Xiao Jue appeared in front of the people of the world, and she also needed great courage. Even though they used to be people in the past, they were covered with masks anyway, but now they are not covered in half. The day is like a white peacock from a foreign country. Everyone should look at it.
Sit down in the guesthouse, not long afterwards, the monks in Tsing Yi brought many plates of vegetarian dishes, which were really rich, steamed white jade bergamot, sweet and sour bitter gourd, wild mountain pepper steamed winter melon, purple potato cake, fairy tofu... …The mountain is much colder than the mountain. I rushed to the mountain all morning and I was hungry. The hot vegetarian meal was in front of me. He Yan couldn’t help but appetite and gave Xiao Jue a pair of chopsticks. The money is not in vain... Dudu, if you are not full, can you ask for another one?"
Xiao Jue: "..."
He said: "Random."
He Yan would not be polite, she eats the heroic, in contrast, Xiao Jue's eating phase is much more graceful, and it didn't take long to start eating. The door of this guest house was knocked, and a monk led two People come in.
For rich households like them, the guest house for eating is small and exquisite, and generally one household is enough. However, the weather is good today, and it is Mid-Autumn Festival. There are really many pilgrims who come to Yuhua Temple for incense. They can only squeeze with Xiao Jue.
Xiao Jue frowned slightly and was about to speak. He Yan said: "It's okay, let them come in. I eat very quickly and it doesn't bother me."
It was easy to gain a little fame in Shuojing City. She hadn't played with He Ru informally yet. She didn't want to make an overbearing and arrogant mouth to rush to send to others.
Xiao Jue thought for a while, and then he said nothing.
The two men brought in by the monks were two women. An older one and a younger one, He Yan had only a slight sweep, and when she saw the older woman's face, her heart jumped, and suddenly she couldn't control her, and her chopsticks fell to the ground.
He Yan hurriedly leaned over to pick up, and by the way covered his shock.
The sound of the movement also attracted the attention of the two people who came in. The two women stopped, Qi Qichao and He Yan looked. He Yan picked up the chopsticks, and the monk came and said, "Please wait a while, the little monk will go and get a clean pair for the donor."
He Yan hadn't said anything. The young woman had seen Xiao Jue along He Yan's side and blurted out: "General Feng Yun!"
He Yan looked at Xiao Jue subconsciously, and Xiao Jue's brow furrowed slightly, seemingly displeased.
He Xinying was surprised, but did not expect to see Xiao Jue here on a trip to the mountain. Speaking of that, she has only seen Xiao Jue once, and she once went shopping with her friends on the street to buy and buy items, and saw a pedestrian in the city riding a horse through the street. The pedestrian carriages on the roadside are all avoidance. Junlang and Zuoer are different. At that time, the friends on her side told her: That is General Wei Feng of General Wei.
This is probably because the man is really good-looking, and the impression is too clear, so as soon as he sees Xiao Jue, it coincides with the shadow in her memory.
It's just that everyone in the world knows that Xiao Dudu's temper is not too good. For a time, He Xinying helped Mrs. He Er, neither to enter nor to retreat. I was afraid that one careless one would offend this ruthless jade noodle.
Instead, Mrs. He Er didn't care about it, only took He Xinying to walk in, and sat down at the table next to them by He Yan.
He Xinying looked at Xiao Jue curiously. There was a lot of rumours about this Xiao Dudu, but there was one rumor that never changed, that is, she was not close to the female sex, but this rumor was just a few days ago. The upper was broken. His Majesty personally gave him a marriage to a woman, and Xiao Jue was in the hall, and when the civil and military officials faced the woman’s favor and affection and reached the ears of the people of Shuojing, how many girls let the girl dream in the night broken.
On the day Xu Zhiheng came back at the celebration feast, he was not in a good mood. He did not talk to He Xinying about these things. Therefore, these things were heard on the second day by the maid from the government who went to the street before they spread to the whole government. Speaking of that, Xiao Jue's fiancee is also a simple woman, even daring to disguise herself as a man on the battlefield to kill Uto, and became the first female Hou Wu Anhou in Dawei.
Coincidentally, this Wu Anhou, her sister who passed away, and Grandma Xu, who died of illness before, had the same name and surname, also called He Yan.
It's just that her sister, He Yan, is a weak and unstoppable wind. She has to grow up in Zhuangzi for many years, and she will take medicine every day. It is impossible to say that she went to the battlefield to kill the Uto people. Like the name, the temperament is quite different.
He Xinying looked at the woman next to Xiao Jue. The woman was also young and beautiful, and she had a strong spirit between her eyebrows. He Xinying guessed that she could make Xiao Dudu, who was not close to the female, so close. The grandmother of the Xiao family should be his fiancee, "Wu An Hou He Yan."
When He Xinying looked at herself, He Yan just bowed her head and pretended to be a serious eater, but she had a thousand times in her heart, and she couldn't help seeing the person who was facing her-He Er lady.
That was her biological mother.
Regarding Mrs. He Er, He Yan's impression is actually not very deep. Compared with He Yuanliang, Mrs. He did not like to go out. On weekdays, except during the holidays, she only stayed in her own yard. Perhaps it was a woman who was soft-hearted. Mrs. He was afraid of making mistakes. He Yan can often see He Yuanliang has very few chances of seeing Mrs. He Er. But since He Yan knows his true identity, he often wants to see what kind of person his biological mother is. I vaguely felt that she was a very quiet and gentle woman, and sometimes she seemed a little stiff.
He Yuanliang's smiling face in the day is very pleasing to the woman. There are also several concubines in the second room, and some children and girls are born. If he is favored, Mrs. He Er is by no means the most pleased person of He Yuanliang, but He Yuanliang has not neglected Mrs. He Er, and has never done anything to spoil his wife, at least before Mr. He Yan joined the army, Mrs. He Er Living in the house is not bad.
There was a family banquet for one year. When He Yan was eating at home, he and Mrs. He Er sat on a table. She was not very old at that time, she was just ten years old, and was sitting opposite Mrs. He Er. She was probably too curious. She looked up at Mrs. He Er more often, and at a later family banquet, He Yan and He The second lady no longer sat at a table.
She didn't expect to meet her biological mother without warning. Rao is no longer in love with the He family and has no emotion. When facing Mrs. He Er, He Yan’s mood is not as indifferent as it seems on the surface.
He Xinying carefully dragged Mrs. He Er, whispering: "The one opposite is General Feng Yun Xiao Dudu. The person next to him is probably the girl Wu An Hou He Yan who was married by His Majesty a few days ago."
As soon as the words came out, Mrs. He Er took the chopsticks and looked up at the opposite table.
Now that the news of Xiao Huaijin's marriage is known to the whole of Kyoto, from the noble to the noble, to the ordinary people, even the street caller Huazi knew that his fiancee was He Yan, and Mrs. He could not have heard it. At first glance, it was inevitable to hear someone who had the same name and same name as his dead daughter.
On the other side, Xiao Jue noticed He Yan's sudden silence and asked her, "Why don't you speak?"
Before the mother and daughter came, she tweeted and kept talking, but when she came, she did not speak. No matter how he was recognized, He Yan used to be never the one to look at his face and act.
Afraid of being seen by Xiao Jue, He Yan smiled and looked casually, saying, "Dudu, the piece of black jade you gave me has been kept with me. Is it really good?"
"What's wrong."
"I just think it's too expensive." He Yan put a bite of potato cake in his mouth, staring at the table, not looking at the other two in the room, "but your father and mother will really give you a name , Jue, which means Shuangyu. The Queen Mother gave you the two-color jade, which is very suitable."
Xiao Jue smiled, "Your name is also good."
He Yan thought about it, her lips moved, and she seemed to want to say nothing, but she said nothing at the end and bowed her head to eat.
Mrs. He Er stared straight at He Yan's movements. He Yan loves sweetness and always puts beets first when he eats. Although he is not gentle enough, he is very frugal and will not drop a grain of rice. If she encounters dishes she doesn't like to eat, she won't throw them away, but she just pauses a little bit, as if paving herself with courage, and then eats all at once, and never touches that dish again.
Mrs. He Er looked at her, and her face gradually changed. Her original empty and numb eyes began to become more and more excited now, as if she could not help crying.
Xiao Jue turned his back to Mrs. He Er, so they didn't see Mrs. He Er's strange behavior. He Yan saw it, pretended not to know it, and changed her head to speak with Xiao Jue.
He Xinying whispered: "Mother, why don't you eat?"
The girl seemed to be aware of it. Looking towards this side, Mrs. He Er hurriedly lowered her head, picked up chopsticks and chopped up a bit of rice, and no one saw her tears fall into the bowl.
This meal is mostly except for Xiao Jue and He Xinying. Mrs. He Er and He Yan are all caring for each other. He Yan came earlier and ate faster. After eating, He Yan put down her chopsticks Xiao Jue had already eaten well, and when she was like this, she said, "Go."
He Yan nodded and went out together.
It didn't take long for me to walk, and suddenly someone's voice came from behind: "...the girl stayed!"
He Yan looked back, and Mrs. He Er trotting towards herself with her skirt, and the heart of He Xin behind her was also somewhat stunned. It seemed that she didn't expect her mother to make such a move. Mrs. He Er's health is not good, and she whispered in a few steps. Among Madam Guan's wife, her behavior has been somewhat rude. But Mrs. He Er didn't care about this, and came to this end.
Xiao Jue frowned: "Who?"
"I am... the wife of the second house of the He family in the capital." Mrs. He Er glanced at Xiao Jue. The young man looked indifferent and gave her a little cowardice. Even so, she still stared straight at He Yan, Half a point can't bear to look away.
He Yan nodded and smiled: "Mrs. He Er."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He Xinying also caught up and secretly pulled Mrs. He Er's sleeve, a little weird in her eyes. As soon as He Yan left, they hadn't finished their meal yet. He Xinying was about to talk to Mrs. He Er and they saw that Mrs. He Er suddenly stood up with determination and chased them out.
Everything happened so fast that she had no time to stop it. But He Xinying knew that it was good to be motivated to provoke the right military governor, Shuo Jingcheng official's house, which family did not know that Xiao Huaijin was not a scumbag. If you investigate it, don't trouble the He family.
"What's the matter with Madam?" He Yan asked politely.
Mrs. He Er looked at her like she was looking at another person through her, and the voice was soft, as if afraid of disturbing the girl in front of her, and like coaxing her three-year-old daughter, "You... called He Yan?"
He Yan looked at the woman in front of her.
The memory of Mrs. He Er in her memory is still very young. Unlike Mrs. He’s meticulous sternness, Mrs. He gave birth to a gentle and gentle face, which at first glance is a person with good temperament. She had also seen her sister He Xinying break a very expensive vase. Not only did Mrs. He Er not angry, she would also hold He Xinying in her arms to see if her hands were scratched by vase fragments.
He Yan was envious at that time, and felt that his mother-in-law was really better than her "mother".
Later, she returned to the house after fighting, and changed back to "He Yan", and Mrs. He Er also visited several times. But they missed each other too much. Even sitting in a room, they felt awkward and alienated. On the day when he was married, Mrs. He Er was coming to see her. He Yan was sitting in the house, and Mrs. He Er said a word when she covered her head.
She took He Yan's hand and slowly said, "A He, you need to be good in the future."
In a word, He Yan under the hijab wet his eyes.
It's a pity that she didn't even fulfill the simple wish of "good". Even if she was blind at Xu's house, Mrs. He Er had never been seen because of "illness".
The woman in front of her is much older, and she is no longer young in her memory. He Yan can even see the white spots hidden between her temples.
She is old.
He Xinying looked at Xiao Jue and was nervous. He explained to He Yan: "Sorry, Miss He, because you have the same name as my sister, so I her..."
She didn't know what to say, but to say that He Yan had the same name and surname as a dead man, who knew whether this maid would feel unlucky and unhappy.
Mrs. He Er looked at He Yan and asked tremblingly, "Girl He... Why are you called He Yan?"
The question was really boring, and He Yan stared at her. After a moment, he smiled indifferently and replied casually in a relaxed tone: "Who knows, how can ordinary women take the word'YAN'?" Yes, He Qinghai Yan, maybe my father and mother knew in my life that I must go to the battlefield to protect the safety of the people. In this way, the name is quite different from ordinary people."
She said something self-deprecating.
"河清海晏" sounds natural and prosperous, but she was on the battlefield herself. Relatives who were related to her were not only distressed, but also had to squeeze her last bit of value here, which was chilling. He Yan thought that her desire for affection had been wiped out at a very young age. There is no hope, and you will not be too sad when you are disappointed. Now that she was in another Wo family, she was warmly unprecedented. When she met Mrs. He Er again, all the complaints and grievances that were deliberately buried deep in her heart were born.
At the end of the talk, He Xinying hadn't felt anything yet, but Mrs. He Er's expression was changed, her blood on her face faded away in a moment, and she was almost shaky.
He Yan nodded at them, "If it's okay, we'll go first." She gently pulled Xiao Jue's clothes corner and went forward.
He Xinying behind him only whispered when they were far enough away, "Mum, what are you doing, suddenly rushed out and scared me. What kind of person is Xiao Dudu? You don't know Fortunately, they just didn’t care about it. If they were angry, neither the elder brother nor the husband might have a way... mother, mother?"
He Xinying suddenly stopped talking, because she saw a woman in front of her, a big drop of tears in her eyes, tears across the corners of her eyes with fine lines, like the cold night dew, with broken sorrow.
He Xinying knew that Mrs. He Er thought of her dead elder sister. After He Yan's death, the mother's health was always bad. The doctor always said that it would be good to recuperate and recuperate, but He Xinying knew that this was a heart disease. Mother's heart always thinks of the elder sister's death.
It's just... she doesn't understand. She always thought that her mother was always light to her elder sister. Perhaps it was because He Yan had always been ill in Zhuangzi and had never been close to her mother in Fuzhong. But it turned out that after He Yan's death, her mother was so mournful that she realized that she was not ruthless.
But in this case, why did you take her so alienated and weak?
There is also his father, He Yuanliang, who is very kind to everyone and always smiles very kindly, but he is not as sad as He Yan’s death.
All in all, He Yan seems to be a subtle existence in the He family, and the death of He Yan makes those seemingly ordinary things finally reveal the strangeness underneath. She was full of questions, but no one could answer her.
No one will answer her.
He Xinying took Mrs. He Er's hand and said nothing in the end. He took the veil to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes for his mother and whispered: "Mother, let's go back."
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