Woman thirty

A carriage came very fast, entering Yulin County like a gust of wind, and soon stopped in front of Sai Mansion.

Jiangnan jumped out of the car, and her pretty face showed a completely different look from the past. Her cheeks were raised high. Her originally perfect pretty face now looked like a bloated ball, round and red. I don't know when she encountered it, but she was so angry that she became hunchbacked. She rubbed her chest while walking, just like a little complaining woman who lost the quarrel with shrews in the market.

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"

"Miss, wait for me."

Xiao Cui then jumped out of the car and hurriedly followed, sweating.

This morning, Jiangnan heard that his childhood playmate had returned to Yangzhou, and happily went to Cuiping Mountain not far from Yulin County to play together. At the beginning, it was still good. Good friends who had not seen each other for many years chatted endlessly and had a lot of fun.

But before long, the topic turned to knowledge. Jiangnan's friend had a famous teacher and had studied hard since childhood, and her talent and knowledge were far superior to Jiangnan's.

Jiangnan didn't care, because she was the least knowledgeable among her best friends, and she was used to hearing it. But the other party said that Jiangnan's teacher was not good, and said that her teacher was famous all over the world.

Jiangnan was unhappy when she heard this.

For now, her teacher is her heaven, the most capable person in the world. Not to mention that he wrote "Dream of Red Mansions" and brewed Wuliangye, the talent he showed on weekdays is also unique. The key is that the teacher is upright, has the demeanor of a teacher, does not take advantage of others, will take care of people, and will not suffer any loss...

In Jiangnan's heart, her teacher is sacred and inviolable! Even the best friend in the world can't do it, let alone the other party saying that her teacher is not as good as others? How can she swallow this breath?

So, the former good friends had a big quarrel over this matter.

The other party asked Jiangnan what her husband's name was, and he laughed out loud after hearing the three words "Xia Chunqiu". He said that there was no such person in Dahua, and he must be a person who was seeking fame and reputation. He also said that Jiangnan was deceived and should wake up.

After saying this, how can the relationship between the two be good? In the end, they parted unhappily, and threatened that her husband would invite literati and scholars in Yangzhou to gather together to enjoy the beauty of the world in two days. If Jiangnan's husband is really capable, then they can come together. There will be some literary competitions at that time, and whether it is seeking fame and reputation will be known at that time.

This time, Jiangnan was so angry that he kept muttering when he returned home: "Okay, okay! This girl wants nothing more than this. Let's see how my husband will outshine everyone else in two days and leave you all speechless!"

Jiangnan looked cute when he was angry. His pretty face was like a bun and his eyes kept rolling.

Xiao Cui caught up with him and was called to fetch water. She went straight to her mother's room and had to vent her bitterness to feel better.

...

"Gurgle..."

Xia Shang swallowed hard, feeling his saliva swirling in his throat. Cold sweat and countless fleas were running around on his back, making him itchy and numb.

Something went wrong!

But in the end, he was caught by Mrs. Sai!

How...how can this be explained?

At this moment, Mrs. Sai was lying quietly on the bed, her eyes were already submerged in mist, flashing with moving light, with a kind of sorrow that only mature women have...

Without speaking, she can melt any man's heart.

"Don't go..."

Two gentle words, like a young girl who has just begun to fall in love, is a kind of extravagant request that is almost begging for pity. The words hide the cry in the heart, like a soft wind blowing through the green bamboo outside the house, with the ethereal bamboo fragrance drilling into the ears.

Enter my love door, know my love pain, long love and long memory, short love and endless.

Only at this time can I hear so many thoughts from just two words, which is Xia Shang's delicacy, but also a kind of weakness.

I could shake it off and leave, but after hearing this, my feet couldn't move.

Looking at this woman, Xia Shang knew that she regarded him as the person she thought of, and was still intoxicated in the wine at this time, so he sat back on the bed, waiting for her to fall asleep again.

Someone sitting in front of her was an unprecedented sense of security. Mrs. Sai smiled, a faint smile, curved her eyes, and squeezed out two lines of tears.

"Are you here to take me away?"

"..."

Xia Shang didn't know the reason, so she didn't know how to answer, and she couldn't answer. Perhaps silence could make her treat all this as a dream, and it would be best to forget everything when she woke up.

"You liar, you deceived my mother and me so much! Everything is a lie! You said you understand me, what do you understand? What's the use of those illusory futures? Why don't you hurry up and sing a little song for the helpless boy!"

"What song?" Xia Shang asked subconsciously, but soon realized that Mrs. Sai was talking about himself.

"Can you sing my own song? I... I really want to hear it from you."

Mrs. Sai was a little excited and wanted to get up from the bed. Xia Shang was startled, afraid that she would wake up: "Okay, I'll sing it for you."

"You are a 30-year-old woman who has not yet married. Such a woman has a few wrinkles on her face..."

The low and light singing voice resounded in the wing room, mixed with the lingering aroma of wine, which had a different taste. As soon as the singing sounded, Mrs. Sai became quiet, lying on the bed, closing her eyes, holding Xia Shang's hand tightly, and she kept sinking.

Mrs. Sai's hand was really a little strong, and Xia Shang felt a little stinging.

This little sting was like Mrs. Sai's inner pain at the moment, which was transmitted to Xia Shang, allowing Xia Shang to understand more clearly what this woman was thinking.

Only at this moment did Xia Shang understand more clearly that in such an era where men are superior to women, it is much more difficult to live with a daughter alone than imagined. You can't imagine how many hardships you have to go through in these long years, and how many days and nights of loneliness you have to endure.

Looking at Mrs. Sai, Xia Shang suddenly felt that this song was very similar to her, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.

"At the age of thirty, the light and passion have not been polished by the years. Is it happier to live alone than with two people?"

Unconsciously, Xia Shang was silent in his own singing...

"I like the unique tenderness of a thirty-year-old woman; I know that the loneliness in the middle of the night is unbearable. You said that you have been busy in life for too long, and thirty years have passed without you realizing it. Picky, rotating, and choosing again and again."

"A thirty-year-old woman is like a flower. A thirty-year-old woman will know how to love people better. A thirty-year-old woman is so brilliant and moving. A thirty-year-old woman is simpler than a twenty-year-old woman..."

At some point, the quiet woman was crying and biting the quilt tightly.

A woman is thirty, and she is still pure, just like the sunshine day after day, no matter how long it has been, it is so bright.