After rebirth, the domineering empress chased her husband

The next day, early in the morning, the man got up early.

Hearing the sound, Nanjiu also climbed up.

It was just daybreak when a man was seen carrying a bucket behind a house. Behind the house was a mountain whose top could not be seen.

The man placed the bucket in a stone groove and the water dripped slowly.

Seeing Nan Jiu behind him, the man looked back and slowly squatted beside the bucket.

"How is it outside? Have the lives of the people in the village improved? My family."

He was just about to ask how my family was doing.

Then he stopped again when he thought of something.

A wry smile on his face.

"In fact, I have thought about it many times. I could go back to the village and live with my parents and relatives just across the mountain. But after thinking about it many times, I gave up the idea of ​​going back. After all, no one has come in and out of the End of the Sky for thousands of years, and no one has ever broken the legend."

Nan Jiu stood behind him, looking at his skinny figure.

Look at the elephant looking up and you can't see the peak in front of you and the mountains that are surrounded by water.

, leaning against the pillar behind him.

"Life here is a little hard, but if you leave the one you love, even if you live a wealthy life, you will still feel like you are living a miserable life."

The man stared at him with bright eyes.

"How to say."

"I used to live in a daze. Every day I was in a prosperous environment, but I lived like a walking corpse."

The man was not talking.

The man squatted beside the bucket until the water dripped into it.

Nan Jiu played with his fingers and smelled the scent of the mountain grass.

He couldn't imagine living in seclusion in the mountains.

After all, children always need to be exposed to the outside world.

The water is filling up quickly.

"Tell me about the outside world when you have time."

Nan Jiu glanced at his toes.

"Outside, people are happy. They have electricity, internet, and telephones. A phone call takes minutes, and a WeChat message lets the other person know what you are thinking in seconds. Planes can fly thousands of kilometers in two hours, and high-speed trains can travel hundreds of kilometers in two hours. This is no longer the case."

Listening to this, an expression of curiosity and longing flashed across the man's face.

"If I live longer, I will definitely take Jin'er out to see it. I'm just afraid."

As he said this he lowered his head in disappointment.

Look toward the house.

"I'm afraid this life will still be a luxury."

Nan Jiu understood what he was thinking.

Think about your own situation.

I wonder if it will be like this in the future.

"It looks very prosperous, but at the same time, people's hearts are also very treacherous. In the past, the carriages were slow, the letters were far away, and there was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime. But now, the world is noisy and crowded, and it is impossible to find one person in a lifetime. How many people are tempted by the world of flowers and flowers, but they don't know whose wife is lying next to them, and it is difficult to have a lover by their pillow."

The bucket is now full.

The man carried water into the house.

Light the fire.

Boil water in one go.

Wait for the water to start steaming.

The man put the yellowed and black towel hanging on the door into the water.

Wring out the water and take it to the woman.

The man was not awake yet, and he gently touched the woman's shoulder.

"Jin'er, wipe your face. I'll go out and find something to eat after you're done."

The woman opened her eyes slightly.

He obediently took it and wiped it on his face.

Hand it to the man.

Then the man carried a rattan basket on his back.

After going out, Nan Jiu glanced at his sleeping wife and children, and followed them.

The man heard a sound.

"I'll go to the mountain to find food for you. If you're not used to it, you'd better not go."

Nan Jiu followed behind.

"You said yesterday that Sister Jin'er is in a tribe, and I probably can't go back to the village. If I don't learn from you, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive in the future."

The man said nothing, acquiescing.

Although I have never been on an adventure, it is true that no one has gone out for thousands of years.

What's more, although the tribe is like a paradise, it is also very backward and rigid in thinking, and never accepts outsiders.

Otherwise, he and Jin'er wouldn't have been driven here.

"In fact, your daughter's poison can be cured by medicine, but the clan has always been reluctant to deal with outsiders. Although there is a letter from my wife, she was kicked out a long time ago. I'm afraid no one will buy it. I'm afraid it will be dangerous if I go there this time."

"Is there no antidote to the poison of the psychedelic flower in this world?"

"I haven't heard of a way to cure this poison."

We soon climbed to a remote part of the mountain, where green plants grew in the cracks between the rocks.

The man bent down and pulled gently with his hands, and one of them was pulled out easily.

Put it in your pocket with your back hand.

"This love can be used to make soup, it's slightly bitter."

Then he started chopping at a vine.

After a while, he cut off the roots of the vines and dug hard.

Soon a white potato-like substance was dug out.

"This is the mountain yam, which grows at the root of the vine. It has a slightly sticky flavor and can satisfy hunger."

He put it back into his back pocket.

Then the two of them picked some wild bamboo shoots and went home.

The man said as he walked.

"We have been living on these for these years. But I still hope that you can get out of this. After all, life like this is hard."

Nanjiu listened patiently as he introduced the edible foods.

Until he said this, although he did not complain, his tone revealed a lot of regret.

“Isn’t it a blessing to live in seclusion with the one you love?”

He just wanted to ask this: How many people in this world cannot get the love they want, and cannot get the love they want? Isn’t it a great blessing to be able to stay with the one you love forever?

The man let out a long sigh.

"When I was young and strong, I was really happy living in seclusion for two years. But as time went on, the food became tasteless, the drinks became bland, and life became bitter. It would be fine if my wife gave birth to a child, but she never got pregnant after decades of being together. At the beginning, we could talk about anything, but later we had basically nothing to say. Later, all she knew was eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating. She gradually became depressed, and I had nothing to do. Apart from begging for food, I spent most of my time sitting on the stone in front of the door, waiting for the sunrise and sunset, day after day, year after year. I became a useless person."

Behind him, he was silent.

After all, if you don't contact the outside world and don't do anything, sooner or later you will have no yearning for tomorrow and no hope for the future.

"Isn't it like owning the whole world to be with the one you love?"

The man looked back, his eyes dull.

The whole body is covered with haze.

"I used to think so, but later I understood that love can only be the icing on the cake. Otherwise, when you become a useless person and live in a muddle-headed way, when love gradually fades, all that's left is to make do with your life."

"tear."

Nan Jiu took a breath.

Perhaps this is the unspeakable hardship of every middle-aged man!

Before Nan Jiu could answer.

The man said again.

"In fact, I advise you to find a way to get out. First, your daughter will grow up, and you don't want her to be imprisoned here for the rest of her life. Second, the longer you stay in the mountains, the more you will understand that living in a muddleheaded way is really worse than dying early."

Nan Jiu was shocked.

Even if life is hard and difficult, being with the one you love will not make you depressed to the point of death.

"It's serious. At most, you have nothing to do and think too much. At least you have your sister-in-law to accompany you, so it won't get to that point."

He looked back, his eyes devoid of any color.

"Honestly, I've had enough. I'm sick of this dark and gloomy life."

Nanjiu didn't understand what he meant by darkness and gloom.

All I know is that when the two of them reached the foot of the mountain, my sister-in-law was sitting on a wooden bench like a shriveled paper doll, with an old blanket covering her legs and a very complicated expression on her face.

The man hurried over to meet him.

"Jin'er, why are you outside? It's windy outside."

Jin Er looked up, her eyes bloodshot, staring at him. Her eyes were slightly swollen, and she shook her head without saying a word.

There was no trace of blood on the thin purple lips.

A white finger with the knuckles exposed was hanging vertically.

The whole person looks like a living dead.

She looks wrong.

the man asked.

"Jin'er, what's wrong with you?"

The woman shook her head woodenly.