Chapter 3
(5) As the saying goes (2)
After seeing the young marquis off, Yunniang went back to her room and cried bitterly.
I stood outside Yunniang's door, listening to her crying loudly in the house, and felt a little sad.
"Yunniang, don't be sad. When I marry the young marquis, I will build you a magnificent tomb." I said this to Yunniang while knocking on the door.
When Yunniang heard this, she cried even more sadly.
"Get out of here, you annoying guy!"
Yunniang yelled at me while crying.
I still stood outside the door stubbornly, listening to Yunniang's shrill cries.
Maybe it was because Yunniang’s crying was too sad that I started to sob too.
I continued to knock on the door, "Yunniang, can I come in?"
I don’t know how long it took, but when I stood at the door I felt my feet go numb.
Perhaps Yunniang was moved by my persistence, and finally opened the door for me with red and swollen eyes.
I felt a little embarrassed and stood at the door looking at Yunniang.
At this moment, the air was silent.
Looking at Yunniang's haggard appearance with tears in her eyes, I couldn't help but feel a little pity for her.
After all, Yunniang is pretty, and when she cries, she looks haggard and beautiful.
Yunniang sniffed, then turned around and sat back on the bed.
In the silent room, the beauty was still sitting alone by the bed, silently shedding tears until dark.
I turned my head to look at the dark sky and couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, I didn’t know what to say to comfort poor Yunniang, so I could only go into the house silently and sit at the table in the middle of Yunniang’s room.
The room was unusually quiet, and from a distance one could faintly hear the meowing of a wild cat passing by in the yard.
Yunniang was probably tired of crying, so she curled up on the bed, holding the soft quilt in her arms.
I sat on the stool in a daze.
I don’t know whether I should speak out what’s in my heart.
What you want to say should be said in a proper way.
If I don't speak, I'll feel suffocated.
If I said that, I was afraid that it would upset Yunniang who was emotionally fragile at the moment.
Just when I was struggling with my conscience, I heard Yunniang softly ask me, "Why are you sitting here with me when you have nothing to do?"
Yunniang sniffed pitifully and asked me this.
I hung my head, looking extremely depressed.
I clasped my thumbs together and spun them back and forth.
My mind was overwhelmed with thoughts for a moment. I opened my mouth but couldn't say what was in my heart.
Yunniang probably noticed my anxiety and she burst into laughter.
Instead, he began to comfort me: "Hey, don't worry, just say whatever you want to say. Anyway, I... I probably won't live long..."
As Yunniang laughed, tears began to fall.
This situation and this scene made me feel poetic.
I recited a poem on the spot to express my inner thoughts.
"What a beautiful woman, rolling up the pearl curtain, sitting deep in thought with her eyebrows furrowed. But seeing her wet traces of tears, I wonder who she hates."
I successfully made Yunniang laugh.
I saw her covering her mouth and crying and laughing.
"Oh, what on earth do you want to tell me?" Yunniang glared at me coquettishly and said to me anxiously, "I feel uncomfortable seeing you look so anxious."
I took a deep breath and made up my mind to tell Yunniang what was in my heart.
I raised my head suddenly, my eyes were firm, and I said to Yunniang in a brave tone: "Yunniang, you say..."
Halfway through my words, I lost my courage and hung my head dejectedly.
"Forget it."
Yunniang seemed to be annoyed by my sudden change of behavior, and she jumped off the bed in a hurry.
He pinched my chubby cheeks and said to me, "If you want to say something, just say it now. You're making me anxious to death."
I was pinched so hard that I kept yelling, "Stop it, Yunniang, my cheek hurts."
I finally broke free from Yunniang's clutches and was panting.
I finally mustered up the courage to tell Yunniang something that was very important to me: "Tell me, if I fight with all my might, how confident am I that I can marry the young marquis?"
(6) As the saying goes (2)
Speaking of getting married, I think of my first love, Sansong.
We were engaged when we were young, and he had agreed that he would marry me after I came of age.
But on the day I came of age, he came to my house and said he wanted to cancel the engagement.
I crawled on the snow, clutching at his clothes and crying bitterly, crying out to him through tears and snot: "Why, why don't you want me anymore?"
At that time, the veins on Sansong's forehead were bulging and he looked very angry.
"Your whole family is unreliable. Why do you, a boy, have to pretend to be a girl? I want to marry a girl. Do you think it's reasonable for a man like you to marry another man?"
I sniffled a little and wiped my tears.
"As the saying goes, a male rabbit's feet are confusing, and a female rabbit's eyes are blurry. There are two rabbits walking everywhere, so how can you tell whether I am a male or a female? But for you, I can dress as a woman." I said with a sob, "If you don't want me to show myself in men's clothes."
Sansong was furious with me at that time.
"You're a boy, why are you playing the jiu jiu ceremony? I'm really pissed off by you!"
Sansong was really angry, his face turned red and veins bulged.
After he said this, he began to beat the old locust tree in front of my house crazily.
"I see other girls have coming-of-age ceremonies, so I want to have one too. I'm free anyway. As the saying goes, money can't buy my happiness." I wiped away the hypocritical tears on my face, climbed up from the snow, and brushed off the snow on my body.
"She is a girl and has the coming-of-age ceremony, and you, a boy, should have the coming-of-age ceremony." When Sansong corrected me, his face was still very bad and he looked very angry.
I straightened my somewhat askew bun and said, "As the saying goes, life is about experience. I can achieve both the age of marriage and the age of cap."
Sansong didn't know why he got even angrier. "Could you please stop using vulgar language? When you use vulgar language, your whole demeanor looks like you deserve a beating, you know that?"
"Can you please be more reliable? I don't want to marry you, you unreliable pervert!"
After saying that, he ran all the way home angrily.
I held my hair bun and watched Sansong's back as he ran away.
He muttered, "If you want to cancel the engagement, then cancel it. Why are you calling me a pervert? It's like the saying goes, 'It's easy to change the hearts of old friends, but it's said that the hearts of old friends are easily changed.'"
"Besides, why should we be so serious, solemn and reliable?" I muttered as I went home.
"Just like that, the brief bond between Sansong and I ended."
Recalling the past, I took a sip of spicy white wine and said to Yunniang in pain.
"But we were engaged since childhood, and I feel in my heart that he is my husband."
"But if you want to get married, why do you have to pretend to be a boy in front of Sansong?" Yunniang asked again.
"It's fun." I said while playing with the ends of Yunniang's hair.
"What's so good about getting married? It's better for the two of us to live a good life out there making money." Yunniang slapped my hand away and said as she sat in front of the dressing table, combing her waist-length hair.
"But I want to get married." I was still a little frustrated and muttered with a pout.
"Why do you want to get married? Do you think you need someone to protect you?" Yunniang shook her super long waist-length hair and asked me with a charming smile.
I frowned and shook my head.
"Do you feel lonely and need someone to accompany you?" Yunniang asked me again, shaking her hair.
I scratched my head. "I have some friends, but I don't really need them."
"So do you want to marry a rich man and change your life?" Yunniang shook her long hair fiercely again and again.
I thought about it. "It's a little difficult, but I haven't really thought about it. After all, rich people are not blind or stupid."
Yunniang shook her long hair again and nodded approvingly, "Indeed."
"Stop shaking your hair, or your bun will fall off." I couldn't help but go forward and support her shaky bun.
Then she asked me, "Why do you want to get married so much?"
Why?
I thought about it for a whole night, and told Yunniang the answer the next day: "Because my mother wants me to get married."
At that time, Yunniang was dressing up. I stood behind Yunniang, patted her shoulder and said to her.
Yunniang looked back at me for a long moment before asking me, "What?"
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