Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

It was not until dusk that the two returned to the village. Changqing gave the remaining money to Aunt Chen, but Aunt Chen did not take it, but asked her to keep it for pocket money.

Soon it was the day when the third uncle's daughter was getting married. Early in the morning, Chang Qing changed clothes for himself and Chen Xiao and went to see the bride happily.

After seeing the groom's family taking the bride away with music and dance, Chen Xiao, who was originally talking to the children, suddenly ran to Chang Qing with tears in his eyes.

"Sister, will you get married in the future?"

Chang Qing looked at him with disdain, tears and snot streaming down his cheeks, and rolled her eyes: "If you don't marry, I'll stay with my parents."

"You're lying, you're lying, they all say that girls will get married sooner or later."

Chen Xiao was crying so hard that he was out of breath.

Seeing him like this, Chang Qing teased him deliberately: "Don't you always say that you can't wait for me to get married? After I get married, no one will beat you anymore."

"I don't want it, I don't want it."

The naughty boy is very stubborn. He thinks his sister will always be his sister and his family member. But other people say that his sister will belong to someone else's family after she gets married and will be buried in someone else's land after she dies.

Chang Qing tried to coax the naughty kid for a long time, but finally he couldn't coax him anymore, so he grabbed the kid and beat him up.

Chen Xiao hiccuped, then smiled and said, "With someone as fierce as you, no one will dare to marry you in the future."

He thought for a moment and said, "I want to eat well. Even if you really get married in the future, your future brother-in-law won't dare to bully you. If he dares to bully you, I will beat him up."

"okay."

Chang Qing pinched his face, and after the banquet, he took his little hand and went home.

Life in the village was peaceful, so peaceful that the fighting and killing, and the escape across the ten thousand miles of snowfield seemed like a dream.

Changqing and Chen Xiao grew up slowly. Unlike other boys of the same age in the village, she insisted on sending Chen Xiao to school, and even learned some embroidery to supplement the family income.

Chen Xiao is very smart and learns very quickly. Everyone in the village knows that Chen Xiao is a good student. From time to time, some uncles and aunts would give him a few eggs to nourish his body.

They all said that the people in the village had been farming for generations, and it was rare to have a Wenquxing, so they must take good care of him.

Every time Aunt Chen heard the old man praising Chen Xiao, she smiled happily. Later on, Chen Xiao could only go home once a month. Aunt Chen would ask Chang Qing to visit him from time to time and bring him some clothes to change.

Chang Qing never spoiled him and always taught him to do things on his own. Chen Xiao also became more and more obedient, of course, this was only in front of Chang Qing.

Every time his sister comes, he would be happy for a long time and then take his sister to buy a lot of things.

"Where did you get so much money?"

"The teacher saw that I was a good student and often gave me money, and I also took on some private work from time to time to help my classmates with their homework."

In order to take on private work, he also learned several different handwriting styles.

In the past, Chang Qing would take him to buy candied haws, let him pick the best one, and then pay for it himself. Later, Chen Xiao stood aside, picked some jewelry for his sister, and happily took money out of his pocket.

"Sister, I will study hard and get you a top scorer in the imperial examination."

Chang Qing nodded and didn't say anything. He just reminded him to remember to put on more clothes as the weather was cold, then he went home in the snow holding an umbrella.

Just as she said when she was a child, Changqing never got married, and after she reached a certain age, her appearance no longer changed.

The girls of her age in the village already have several children. Seeing that Chang Qing's appearance has not changed over the years and that she has helped the villagers survive several natural disasters, everyone said that she was the reincarnation of a god who came to save the village from disaster.

Even Dashan, who lived next door, waited for her for several years, but finally felt that the two were too different. At the urging of his elders, he married a woman who could manage the household, and now he lives a happy life.

Aunt Chen urged Changqing several times. She really couldn't bear to see her daughter lonely after her death. But when she saw that Changqing had no interest in this regard and still had a girlish appearance, she gradually gave up the idea.

But when she was dying, she was still holding Changqing's hand tightly, telling her to take good care of herself and leave the village after the old people there passed away, so as to avoid being targeted by bad people.

Chen Xiao passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar. He wanted to bring Chang Qing to the capital, but was rejected by Chang Qing.

She stayed in the small mountain village, watching the increasing number of graves behind the village. After seeing off the last familiar people, she looked at the younger generations who respected her so much, sighed softly, and moved to live in the mountains.

They are different after all.

Although the elders were surprised that her appearance had not changed for so many years, they always treated her as a junior and occasionally invited her to their homes for dinner. But now in the small village, most people looked at her with admiration and fear.

The temptation of immortality was too great, and many people set their eyes on her. Chang Qing did not want to bring disaster to the village, so she used herbs to cover her appearance and wandered around the world practicing medicine.

Changqing disappeared for many years.

When I saw Chen Xiao again, he was standing in front of the graves with white hair and a cane. He held a string of candied haws in his hand and handed it to Chang Qing tremblingly.

"Sister, after all these years, you are still so young."

He sighed, "I am old, and I feel that my time is coming. Sister, what are you going to do alone?"

This high-ranking and powerful Prime Minister cried with bloodshot eyes, this old man who held the power of killing cried with bloodshot eyes, and he did not look at all like the man who massacred the palace and supported the puppet emperor to ascend the throne.

He reached out and grabbed Chang Qing's sleeve, just like the little brat who had been making a fuss to prevent his sister from getting married.

Chen Xiao was not afraid of death, he was just worried whether there would be anyone else in this world who would ask about his sister Zhou Kewen again.

He felt uncomfortable looking at so many graves. After he passed away, she would be the only one left in this world.

Chang Qing laughed at him: "You are already over 80 years old, why are you still acting like a child? If this gets out, people will laugh at you."

Chen Xiao never married or had children in his life. He always worked diligently for the country and the people. People's evaluation of him was mixed.

Chang Qing once saved the world when a plague broke out, and happened to meet him who had come thousands of miles from the capital. Even though the girl covered her face, he still recognized her at a glance.

"what do you want?"

During the plague that all civil and military officials were trying to avoid, he volunteered to take charge. When he was suddenly asked this question, he was unable to answer it for a while.

Until now, there is still no answer.

Chen Xiao looked at the falling snow and reached out to brush away the snowflakes between Chang Qing's brows.

"Sister, take care of yourself in the future."

Watching him breathe his last, Chang Qing blinked and slowly ate the candied haws.

She couldn't tell whether it was the snowflakes that fell and melted in her eyes, or whether her tears were not so obedient today and blurred her vision.

"This candied haws isn't as delicious as it was when I was a kid."