I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

When I said that there is no road along the river, I was just talking nonsense. On this road, there are actually many small villages intertwined with rice paddies, and I have to tiptoe through other people's vegetable beds from time to time.For fear of being scolded, we didn't dare to burn paper in a place where people lived. After walking for a while, we finally found a deserted beach full of pebbles.

There is only a lonely small temple on the deserted beach, with faded red silk tied under the skinny tree at the entrance.I went in to have a look, and saw that it was a clay sculpture of Zun holding a scimitar to cut Jiao, but I didn't know which god it was.

When I went out, I saw Manjusri slave staring at the clay sculpture, so I understood it, and hurriedly said: "I don't know what kind of wild temple, no one cares about it. Let it be here."

The atmosphere at the moment is very awkward.As soon as Manjusri went to the river, Zhuan'er jumped up: "I'll ask if the radishes that the family dried just now are for sale, and add a dish tonight."

I wanted to say yes, yes, I will go with you.But seeing Manjushri kneeling in the rocks, shaking like chaff, not even burning the flint of a candle, if he can't think of jumping into the river for a while, wouldn't I be pretending to be a fool?So I had to stay and watch.

The wind was strong along the river, whimpering, and the unburned yellow paper and white ashes were flying all over the sky, as if there were lonely ghosts fighting for this cold sacrifice.

Fortunately, there is a small temple that can block the wind.Although the murderous mottled clay sculpture behind me was a bit permeable, but I sat on the threshold, barely resting.

Industry specializing in surgery.Although I am an artist who uses my life to talk about cross talk, I am not very good at comforting people. The only thing I can do at the moment is twist and turn on this narrow log, trying to sit comfortably, and waving Paper ashes fanned out.

I don't know how long it has passed, and the sky is getting dark. Even if Manjushri has developed iron knees, he will never be able to walk on his knees.I stood up and rubbed my numb legs, walked over to him and cleared my throat.

Manjusri's face was covered with black ashes, and the tears had already dried up, leaving only two dirty tear stains under the red and swollen eye sockets.

Hearing the noise, he seemed to be taken aback, looked up and saw it was me, he was relieved, and smiled awkwardly: "I think of many things from my childhood, I thought I had forgotten them all."

As long as he is willing to speak up, if he just weeps silently, then he will have to rely on me to find something to say.I breathed a sigh of relief and persuaded: "Look, it's getting dark..."

But he said to himself: "I remember when I was a child, one year the masters went out for an outing, and there were not enough people, so they asked the people in the village to lead the horses. My father also went. When he came back at night, he specially lit the lamp. I took out something wrapped in layers from my bosom and showed me that it turned out to be a fruit core. My father said it was called a jade pear. He knew I had never seen it before, so he picked it up to open my eyes while no one was paying attention. He also said that the unfinished vegetables, fruits, wine and meat of the masters were rewarded to the servants of the inner palace, and when he approached the guards to beat them, he could only pick up the core."

I felt sore, and after wearing it for almost a year, no matter how I pretended to be an ostrich, my family members were always the wounds in my heart that kept bleeding, and there would be no scars in this life.At this moment, the wind is mourning, the sun is falling, and the birds are singing. If he wants to continue this topic, he must make me cry too. I quickly interrupted: "Actually, it's already dark..."

But he continued to say: "At that time, I thought, it would be great if I could also enter the inner mansion. If the master rewarded me with delicious food, I would just take a bite and taste it, and then bring it back to me. Father and mother. Soon the inner government really came to the village to choose children. The other children were afraid of being beaten, crying and refused to go. I was the only one who was happy, thinking that they had never seen the world. You all know what Yuli tastes like. The people in charge have looked at me a few more times and praised me for my promise in the future, but who knows what will happen next..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he let out a miserable smile.

But who knows what will happen next, there will be no next one.

I thought of his naked and mutilated body that I saw that day, and sighed, I had no choice but to squat down beside him again.

Manjushri stared at the river, as if Hun'er was also blown into the center of the river with the yellow paper. After a long time, he suddenly picked up the topic: "It took almost two years before the family let me go home and have a look. At that time, the Lord had already taken a fancy to me, and he always asked me to accompany him three or two times a month, and the person in charge was very polite to me.

But I'm really scared.When I was young, my mother used to say, I am good-looking, and when I grow up, I will definitely be able to find a beautiful wife and have many grandchildren... But now I can't find a wife and have children, will they be angry?But after thinking about it, even the lord can talk to me now, and the lord has rewarded me with a lot of food and clothing, what is a jade pear?What is a wife?I brought all these home, and my parents must be so happy to see them.

But what I want most day and night is to cry in my mother's arms.In my dreams, I want to act like a baby with my mother, say that my body hurts, and ask my mother to rub it for me.The inner palace is a place where you can't cry, crying is to bring bad luck to the master.You can't say that you are in pain, who doesn't get beaten?Who doesn't feel pain?What can I say?Apart from my parents, no one else in this world will love me dearly. "

He knelt straight, and said softly: "It's just that when I got to the village, there was another family living in my house. They said that my parents died in Fangyuan, and this village is more than half empty. After I got married, I still have a small life, that is, my ancestors accumulated virtues so that my family would not be left without successors. Later they closed the door, and I stood in the yard crying. I cried for a long time, but the more I cried, the more confused I became, and I didn’t know in the end Cry something yourself. No matter how much I cry, no one will rub it for me."

Sure enough, he didn't have a single tear at the moment, he just frowned slightly, as if he was reciting the clothes I wore when he saw me for the first time that day: "Six years later, I still remember that it was a Wumu sacrifice. He was so happy that he drank a few more cups, rested on my lap, and told me about the most proud things in his life, from the big deer he hunted with his life and death brothers when he was young, to the fierce Mane water control.

He said that it was not enough for him to send [-] civil servants back then, and the court refused to help him. He asked for help from his brother, King Mu'a, but King Mu'a humiliated his envoy instead.He wholeheartedly serves the country and the people, why should he be treated like this?In a fit of anger, regardless of his wealth, he ordered five thousand households to lead them into battle.

At that time, Fangyuan's embankment had burst and the plague was rampant. He originally wanted to retreat to Danhong.But King Murat sent his son to see his progress.Seeing his nephew's mocking face, he secretly made up his mind not to retreat a step.

Some people were infected with the disease, some people were drowned in front of the dike, and some people tried to escape, but their heads were beheaded by his coward.He took the risk and stayed in front of the embankment for three days and three nights. Although more than half of the five thousand households had collapsed, the surrounding embankment was finally closed.

After he said this, the people along the river were grateful to Dade and built a shrine for him, and the imperial court also looked at him with admiration.But what he was most proud of was not these. What he was most proud of was seeing the astonished and frustrated expression on his nephew's face that day. "

He turned to face the small temple where I was sitting just now, and said with a chuckle, "I thought the Lord was just showing off casually, but I didn't expect that there is really a statue of him beside the Liezong River."

As the sun was setting, Manjusri's tone seemed to become sad and gloomy as the sky dimmed: "From that day on, I haven't had a good day.

I lost my parents before, but I always thought it was their fate.People like us are born with a bad fate, and I am more fortunate than thousands of others because of the grace of the Lord.But when he told me these words that day, I suddenly realized that my parents died not because of their bad lives.How can there be any fate?What day?My father and mother are gone because King Helie wants to cut his nephew's face.

From that day on, every step of my dance was like dancing on coals of fire.Day and night, I don’t know how many times King Helie fell drunk beside me with a scimitar hanging from his waist.But the knife also seemed to be burning red on the coals, so I just couldn't pick it up.I just can't pick it up..."

I didn't like Manjushri when we met for the first time. First, I rejected his androgynous appearance, and second, he was too obedient.Although this is a world with distinct class barriers, but his size is really rare, which makes me get goosebumps all over my body.

I always feel that his every frown and smile is the result of constant pondering, all to please me.

Today was the first time he wasn't trying to please me.

It's a pity that I went too far, not only did not please me, but also made me extremely sad.

I stood up with a jerk, and even pulled Manjusri up by the arm: "Get up, stand up straight."

He was terrified and mourned, "Angel..."

I took his arm, almost lifted his feet off the ground, and dragged him into the small temple like a chicken.

Even if it is a clay sculpture, the expression on Manjusri's face is getting more and more panicked.

But thinking about the flesh and blood around me, I was afraid that it would be more terrifying. He clenched his teeth and let me drag him, not daring to say a word.

I threw him in front of the clay sculpture.His body was weak, and he was about to slip down again. I grabbed his collar and kicked his knees: "I tell you to stand up! At least you are a professional dancer, can't you walk?"

Manjushri was trembling, and I let me rub him into an unseemly horse stance.I kicked over the altar in front of the clay sculpture, broke off the legs of the table, and threw it in front of him.

Then I took a stride across from him.He stomped his feet, dust splattered, and he was still unhappy after thinking about it. He turned his stagnant air into Qi Guan Changhong and shouted, even the sound of hoo hoo echoed across the river.

If I hadn't stared at him, Manjusri would have sat down on the ground in fright.

I cleared my throat and stared at the table leg.

I said, "Stand firm. I'll teach you how to pick up the knife."