As the words fell——
A shocking and exciting scene can be reflected in the pupils of Aunt Zhao and Xiaoman.
The red sun appears and its light shines on the earth.
Starting from the horizon, the light diffused through the clouds, the sky, the mountains, and the tops of the mountains, spreading out layer by layer, and finally covered the entire world.
It is sometimes colorful, such as when it shines on the clouds.
That kind of beauty is so colorful and unforgettable.
Sometimes it is golden, such as when it is reflected on the top of a mountain, the golden light reflected is dazzling and eye-catching.
........Everywhere illuminated by the light is filled with vitality and renewed.
That moment.
Aunt Zhao was stunned.
Xiaoman also stood there in a daze.
"The poet Du Fu once wrote a poem about a mountain, and there is a line in the poem."
"The clouds rise from my heart, and the returning birds enter my eyes."
“I will climb to the top of the mountain and look down on all the other mountains.”
There is no other poem that is more suitable for this scene.
"Du Fu...I will climb to the top of the mountain and look down on all the other mountains." Aunt Zhao murmured this poem softly, and she felt her heart warm up, and something buzzed and broke through the obstacles and broke out of the ground.
Aunt Zhao looked up with shock at the woman in the distance.
"Do you know what? Every time I stand under the scenery of nature, I feel that everything that happens to me is so insignificant compared to the world."
“But it is precisely because of countless tiny creatures that the heaven and earth come together.”
"Life is only 30,000 days, excluding sleep, only 20,000 days. Why should I succumb to the secular world? Why should I live according to their demands? Why should I please men?"
"No, I want it to be exciting."
"I want every day from now on to be for myself."
"I'm not afraid of bleeding, I'm not afraid of sweating, I'm just afraid of not being able to decide my own fate, I'm afraid of spending the rest of my life in a muddle. Shen Wei, I will never bow to the shackles of the times! Surrender!"
"come on--"
"Shen Curtain!"
"come on--"
Chen Wei put his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly, shouting out all the emotions accumulated in his chest.
The echo echoed in the valley.
This second.
It seemed as if both heaven and earth were responding to Chen Wei's passionate blood.
“Bang, bang, bang—”
“Bang, bang, bang—”
Aunt Zhao was terrified.
Xiaoman's heart was almost jumping out of her throat.
I don’t know which words touched the hearts of the two people... In an instant, it was as if the clouds and fog had been cleared and they found a new life.
The doubts I once had,
I don't understand.
negative,
At this moment, it seemed as if all the answers were known.
Aunt Zhao suddenly seemed to understand the answer hidden under the clouds, the reason that she had been unable to figure out for a year. Now, she seemed to understand...why was she different from Chen Wei?
Because,
In Chen Wei's eyes, there are mountains, water, sky, earth, and himself.
In her eyes, she could only see the grudges in the back house and could only guard the lonely door of the boudoir. In her life, she only understood the virtues of a woman, status, and dependence.
But now......
There were also mountains in Aunt Zhao's eyes.
In the natural environment, at the moment when the sunlight covered the earth, Aunt Zhao felt that all the jealousies in her backyard and the night when she used all the tricks just to be favored by Xie Yuchuan.
Compared with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, it is so small and insignificant.
It's so inappropriate, unworthy and unacceptable.
“Miss Shen, I think I understand…”
"I understand why you always act independently, not caring about the looks of the servants in the mansion, not caring about the rumors outside, and not caring about those slanderous and vulgar remarks about you."
"If you give up seeing this kind of scenery just for that kind of talk, it really isn't worth it."
"If I give up control of my own destiny just for the few exceptions granted by the Marquis, and hand my future over to the Marquis's favor, I will forever be forced to look up at the sky. That would be unacceptable."
"turn out to be......."
"The sunrise outside looks like this."
"It turns out that it is really different from what I saw in the mansion."
"The Marquis' Mansion, which used to be so huge, now seems so small from this place. My mood is very complicated now, Miss Shen. I don't know how to put it into words. It's just...it's very complicated."
"A little bit, a little bit want to cry..."
Chen Wei glanced at the emotional Aunt Zhao and smiled: "Then cry, cry out all your grievances. No one here will laugh at you, and no one will scold you for breaking the rules."
As soon as these words fell.
Aunt Zhao suddenly sat down on the ground.
She threw away all her past image and cried loudly towards the mountain: "Wuwuwuwuwu... Wuwuwuwu..."
“Wuwuwu…”
She was crying when she was a child, standing outside the door and secretly watching her grandmother scolding her mother for not giving birth to a son.
She was crying about the scene where her father lived a life of luxury and slapped her mother when he encountered something unpleasant.
She was crying about how she had tried so hard to find fertility medicine in order to give birth to a son, but in the end the fetus became stillborn, and the scene where Xie Yuchuan stood outside the delivery room and said the words "save the baby".
This utterly awful fate, the house that imprisons all women, the endless rules to learn, the constant need to humble one's ego, the endless vying for favor and dependence...
Enough!
I’ve had enough!
Aunt Zhao also wondered why?
Why does she have to please her husband and regard him as her heaven? Why can't she show her face in public? But everyone answered that they all went through this and all women are like this.
So should you.
"I hate being the same. I don't want to be the same anymore. I don't want to be treated as an object, a pet, a piece of clothing, to be treasured when I like it and to be thrown away when I don't like it..."
"I don't like male fetuses either, but, but it must be a boy. Only if it is a boy can I stand tall and proud, can I gain a firm foothold in the Marquis' Mansion, and can I achieve great things."
"I just want someone to rely on. Why? Why do my mother, my grandmother, and everyone else say that women must always have someone to rely on?"
"I almost lost my life for this support."
Cry here.
Aunt Zhao raised her head, her face covered with tears.
She took off her shoes, revealing her rubbed soles, which were covered with blood.
As she watched, she suddenly burst out laughing.
While crying, she laughed at the same time: “Hahaha….Miss Shen, walking up from the bottom of the mountain is really tiring and painful. Every time my feet step on the ground, I feel like a piece of skin is falling off.”
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