Chapter 1087 Senior Brother is Worried to Death
Is she angry?
Song Chunxue re-examined herself and realized that she had indeed been somewhat angry when he kept his distance from her.
Unexpectedly, he discovered it.
Considering how thoughtful he is, I'll forgive her for now.
Wuji and Tudan'er's heads were practically stuck inside the carriage. Song Chunxue, worried that the two boys were overworking themselves by eavesdropping, focused on pouring tea for Xie Zheng.
“You’re not used to being in the same carriage as me right now, so it’s fine if you stay with your fellow disciples. We’ll all be more comfortable that way. Whenever you want to talk to me, just say so. The most important thing on this trip to see our master is cultivation. No matter what happens, I will not give up on cultivation, so you don’t need to worry about me being depressed.”
Xie Zheng looked at her in surprise. His gaze fell on her, and when he saw her upright posture and quiet, serene face, he felt something slipping away. He was eager to grasp it, but he didn't know how to hold on to it.
“That carriage is too crowded with too many people, I would be happy to ride with you.” He coughed lightly, “if it won’t bother you.”
Song Chunxue found it amusing that he was now speaking very politely and considerately.
She suppressed a smile and said gently, "Alright, do as you please."
Tu Dan'er was frantically suppressing his laughter outside. The two elders were quite self-disciplined and respectful. Their child was already so big, and most elderly couples of that age were already quite wild, yet they were still here exchanging pleasantries and behaving with each other as if they were guests.
However, he suddenly felt quite like trying out the feeling of being deeply in love with the person he was fond of.
In the evening, the carriage arrived on the streets of the small town and stopped in front of a reasonably decent inn.
Tudan'er tossed the riding whip to Wuji, "I'll go ask Master when I'll meet my true love. Will I end up like Master, a tree that never blooms?"
Wuji laughed at him, "Didn't you say you had a firm Daoist heart and had seen through the illusions of the world? Why are you suddenly asking about this? Do you want to get married?"
Tu Dan'er waved his hand, "You don't understand."
The early summer scenery in May was enchanting. As Song Chunxue entered her room, she opened the window and looked out at the boundless fields, thinking that the harvest here must be plentiful.
If the weather is favorable this year.
The wheat seedlings were already quite tall, and in the distance, vegetable farmers were watering their plants. She told her two apprentices that she hadn't eaten yet and was going to the street to find something to eat.
The food at the inn was certainly not as plentiful as what you could find outside, and after sitting in the carriage for so long, she wanted to wander around.
Suddenly, I realized that when I went out with Xie Zheng before, they mostly stayed in the room chatting.
Even when they go out for a stroll, they don't walk for long before returning home.
Xie Zheng wasn't someone who particularly enjoyed wandering around outside; she preferred to feel the breeze in the countryside.
To be honest, the current situation isn't entirely without its advantages.
Hopefully Xie Zheng won't find out.
After buying various kinds of dried fruit at a shop, she saw light blue jade earrings on the street and thought they matched her clothes well, so she bought a pair.
"Sir, take a look at our hairpin. It's a magnolia hairpin made by an old silversmith, and it's inlaid with carnelian. It suits you very well."
The stall owner noticed the jade bracelet on Song Chunxue's wrist and figured she must be a wealthy customer, so he quickly took out a hairpin from the box.
Just as Song Chunxue was about to refuse, a little child suddenly hugged her leg, looked up at her happily, and smiled.
Looking at the toddler, who is about three years old, with not all her teeth yet, sparse hair, and two thin pigtails tied with red hair ties and clean clothes, you can tell that the child is well taken care of.
Unfortunately, the child has a cleft lip, with a very noticeable notch below the nose, so the sound of laughter comes from the nasal cavity.
"Oh, oh~ candy~"
She was asking Song Chunxue for candy.
Song Chunxue lowered her head, held the child's fingers, and took out two malt candies from the pouch at her waist.
"Oh dear, this child has disappeared again," a woman rushed over, picked up the child, and apologized to Song Chunxue, "I'm sorry, Auntie, my child is a bit naughty."
Song Chunxue smiled and nodded, "It's alright, this child isn't afraid of strangers."
"Sir, would you still like this hairpin?" the stall owner asked with a smile.
"How much?"
"This hairpin is exquisitely crafted. Since you really like it, I'll sell it for two taels of silver. I'll only make a few coins."
Song Chunxue didn't haggle over the price. "Okay, wrap it up for me."
She handed over the silver, and the stall owner quickly handed her the wooden box, saying, "Take care, sir."
I saw the child with the cleft lip in the fabric shop across the street, head down, carefully unwrapping a candy.
Song Chunxue walked over and handed the box to the child.
"Oh dear, this is no good, Auntie, what are you doing?" The woman, who looked to be around thirty years old, quickly picked up the child and returned the wooden box to Song Chunxue. "I can't accept this without doing anything in return. Thank you for your kindness. This child may be a little ugly, but he is actually very sensible."
“I know that I am not pitying her, but I am just glad to have met her and want to give her a hairpin, hoping that she will marry a good man in the future.”
Zhang Chengxuan walked over, picked up the wooden box, looked at it, made a hand gesture, and then handed the box back to the woman.
"Please accept it. It's fate that we met. We all believe this child will have a blessed future."
The woman saw that the man in front of her was wearing a Taoist robe, and she nodded, raising her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes.
"Thank you, Daoist Master."
She knew that the two of them genuinely loved the child.
This baby was hard-won; she was the only girl in the family, but unexpectedly, she was born with a cleft lip, and her grandparents didn't like her.
"Thank you so much, Auntie, thank you so much." The woman, holding the child, bowed deeply to them.
Song Chunxue gently lifted her wrist, "You go ahead with your work."
Watching the mother and daughter walk away, Song Chunxue sighed softly.
"What did you notice?" Zhang Chengxuan asked her. "Why didn't you come out with Xie Zheng? He found you out on the street alone and was too scared to come by himself, so he asked me to come and find you."
At this point, he chuckled softly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the poplar trees in the distance, which were crowded with chirping sparrows.
"You know what, although that Qingxuan Daoist is doing some inhuman things, Xie Zheng has become more and more innocent. I can't bear to see his uneasy expression. You should think more about him in the future. This person used to have his mind full of the people and the country, but now his mind is full of you, Song Chunxue. He is cultivating because of you."
Song Chunxue asked in surprise, "Because of me?"
How could that be? The path of cultivation must be what one's own heart desires, how could it be because of someone else? She doesn't have that much ability.
If Xie Zheng really embarked on the path of cultivation because of him, wouldn't she be guilty?
Originally, he could have lived a peaceful and stable life with his daughter in the capital.
"Regardless of all that, what did you buy? Did you buy anything for him?" Zhang Chengxuan walked to another stall and picked up a bag of white cherries. "I think he has some concerns. Master Han told me to tell you to be nicer to his disciple."
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