Chapter 46 Blowing the Wind
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, colorful and brilliant, is unforgettable.
Sometimes it is golden, such as when it is reflected on the top of the 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."
"Zeng Yun is born when the chest is widened, and the returning bird returns to the canthus."
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of all the small 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. She felt her heart warm up and something buzzed, breaking through the obstacles and bursting 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 requirements, why should I please men?"
"No, I want it to be exciting."
"I want every day from now on to be for myself."
"I am not afraid of bleeding, I am not afraid of sweating, I am just afraid of not being able to decide my own fate, I am 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 Wei!"
"come on--"
Shen Wei put his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly, shouting out all the emotions that were pent up in his chest.
The echo echoed in the valley.
This second.
It seemed as if the heaven and the earth were responding to Shen Wei's passion.
“Boom boom boom—”
“Boom boom boom—”
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 had found a new life.
The doubts I once had,
Puzzled,
negative,
At this moment, it seemed that all the answers were there.
Aunt Zhao suddenly seemed to understand the answer hidden under the clouds, the reason that she had been thinking about for a year but couldn't figure out. Now, she seemed to understand... Why is she different from Shen Wei?
Because of,
In Shen Wei's eyes, there are mountains, water, sky, earth, and himself.
In her eyes, she could only see the grudges in the backyard and could only guard the lonely door of the boudoir. In her life, there were only women's virtues, 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 schemes she used just to be favored by Xie Yuchuan that night.
Compared with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, it is so small and insignificant.
Actually...it's so inappropriate, not worth it, and not appropriate.
"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."
"It would be really not worth it to give up seeing such a scenery just because of such remarks."
"If I give up the control of my own destiny and hand my future over to the favor of the Marquis just for the few special privileges granted by the Marquis, I will only be unwilling to look up at the sky forever."
"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 was so huge in the past, but now it seems so small from this place. I feel 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......"
Shen Wei glanced at Aunt Zhao who was very emotional and smiled: "Then cry, cry out all your grievances. No one here will laugh at you, and no one will scold you for not following 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..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
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 how her father was living a life of debauchery and slapping her mother when he encountered something unhappy.
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 turned out to be stillborn, and the scene where Xie Yuchuan stood outside the delivery room and said the words "save the baby".
This awful fate, the house that imprisons all women, the endless rules to learn, the need to humble one's self-esteem at all times, the endless competition for favor and dependence...
enough!
Really enough!
Aunt Zhao also wondered why?
Why does she have to please her husband and regard him as her god? 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 at will when I don't like it..."
"I don't like a male fetus either, but, but it has to be a boy. Only if it's a boy can I stand tall and proud, gain a firm foothold in the mansion, and achieve great things."
"I just want someone to rely on. Why? Why do my mother, grandmother, and everyone else say that women must have someone to rely on?"
"I almost lost my life because of this support."
Cry here.
Aunt Zhao raised her head, her face full of tear marks.
She took off her shoes, revealing her rubbed soles with beads of blood on them.
As she watched, she suddenly burst out laughing.
She cried and 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 stepped on the ground, I felt like a piece of skin was falling off."