"When I was young, I heard a story told by my grandmother. In my hometown, there were many small villages. A long time ago, those villages were self-sufficient, like small kingdoms.
The daughter of a village owner fell in love with the son of a serf in the village, and the elders of the family would do everything possible to prevent them from being together"
It is a clich¨¦d story at first glance.
The man beside him nodded with a smile, his eyes were clear, he seemed to have guessed the development and ending of the story, but he did not interrupt.
But the girl still noticed a trace of teasing in his expression, the small chin wrinkled slightly, showing a cute little pit, "Don't laugh, I like this story very much, the touching part is in the back."
The man propped up his chin with his slender fingers, closed his smile, and made a "continue" gesture.
The girl cleared her throat, and continued solemnly: "Later, a monster started to haunt the village, causing many harms. The monster hid in the dragon cave outside the village during the day, and came out to make troubles at night. No one dared to investigate. The villagers were miserable. Unbearably, some people began to move away quietly.
So the village owner ordered that whoever can catch the monster should marry his daughter to him.
After the serf's son heard about it, he volunteered, and in order to be with his sweetheart, he went to the Dragon Cave alone, holding a bow and crossbow.
He didn't come back for a long time after going there, but the monster didn't bother the village again. The village owner ordered his subordinates to investigate the matter, and soon after, the dispatched personnel came back with the monster's body, but they never found the young man.
The village owner took people to check the monster's body, and found that there was no fatal wound, but pus and blood were continuously leaking from its seven orifices. The village owner felt that it was strange, so he ordered someone to cut open its stomach, and saw an astonishing scene!
The young man was curled up in his stomach, already dead, but still holding a sharp bow and arrow in his hand, he tried his best to poke blood holes into the monster's internal organs before dying.
The village owner was afraid that his daughter would be sad when he heard about it, so he didn't tell her the truth. But the more this happened, the more unwilling the daughter was, she went to the entrance of the village every day to wait for her sweetheart to come back.
Day after day, rain or shine, she will kill anyone who wants to stop her. The village owner had no choice but to make an engagement for her. But on the night before the wedding, she sneaked to the entrance of the village to wait for her lover who had not returned.
Early the next morning, people found that the village owner's daughter was missing and could not be found anywhere, but suddenly a green biwu tree appeared at the entrance of the village, with luxuriant branches and leaves, making noise in the wind.
The village owner cried when he saw it, and felt that it was his daughter. He regretted that he didn't tell her the truth, and finally hurt her, but it was too late
? That Biwu tree is green all the year round, growing endlessly, and even a single leaf has never withered. The knowledgeable elder said that it was a tree without annual rings, and the deep nostalgia for the lover was engraved in the trunk. Even if it would die one day and return to the soil, it would never grow old and decay.
Later, in order to commemorate his daughter, the owner of the village changed the name of the village to "Qingshu Village". "
The girl turned to look at the man, with a serious look on her childish face, "Did you know? Now, Qingshu Village and Longdong are still there, not far from my home."
"Oh? If you have a chance, you should take me to see it."
Thinking of taking him back to his hometown and meeting his parents, the girl's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her cheeks began to feel hot. So, he hurriedly looked away, and changed the subject under cover, "Hey, tell me, is this story true? It's just passed down from generation to generation, with some exaggeration?"
The handsome man smiled lowly, his thin lips curved nicely, his deep eyes were full of doting, and he rubbed her head, "You silly girl, legends are legends, how can there be a tree without annual rings?" ?¡±
The girl pursed her lips and thought for a while, then suddenly looked at the man's dark eyes, the clear pupils flickered with a little persistence, "Although there is nothing in this world, it can be planted in people's hearts, isn't it?" (Remember this book) Website URL: www.hlnovel.com