At dusk, the setting sun covered the village with a layer of soft golden gauze. A child was holding a bowl and staggering as she walked. She looked to be only a year old and had tears in her eyes. There was a thumb-sized cut on her face. There were some herbs on it. The herbs were black and there were solidified blood stains on it.
There were a few cherries in her bowl. They were round and shiny. After taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and looked ahead curiously. There were two people standing outside the courtyard. They were both dressed in black. One of them was a man in his fifties. He wore a Chinese tunic suit and black sunglasses. He held a compass in his hand and smoked a pipe. The other was a young man in his twenties. He wore a black shirt and stared at the child silently.
Then, the young man walked into the courtyard and squatted beside the child. He asked,""What's your name? What happened to your face?"
The little girl looked at him and babbled a bunch of words. In the end, she said two words,"Meimei."
"Is your name Meimei?" he asked with a smile.
The child babbled again and repeated the name.
The young man looked at the food in her bowl curiously and asked,""What is this? Can I try one?”
The child nodded. He tasted one carefully and felt that the taste was a little strange. He frowned and couldn't help but pick up another one to taste. Unexpectedly, the child suddenly grinned and started crying.
He was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to coax her, the child quickly reached his hand to his mouth and tried to pull the cherry out. He quickly dodged, but the child cried and waved his hand. Seeing that he had already swallowed it, he shook it angrily. The remaining cherries in the bowl were shaken by her and all fell to the ground. When she saw all the cherries on the ground, she cried even louder. She wanted to pick them up, but the young man carried her away and did not let her pick them up. She was so angry that she threw the bowl on the ground and sat on the ground, crying loudly. Then, she simply lay on the ground and refused to get up.
The people in the room were attracted by her crying and quickly came out to take a look.
"What's wrong?" A man in his fifties walked out of the thatched cottage and asked curiously as he looked at the strangers in the courtyard and the crying girl on the ground.
"Hello, old man. We're here to read Feng Shui for someone else. We passed by here and felt a little thirsty, so we wanted to ask for some water.”The young man raised his head and said politely. He wanted to pick up the child on the ground, but she refused to get up and rolled on the ground crying.
The old man sized them up and said,"There's water in the house.”
Seeing her crying on the ground, the old man came over and lifted her up. He gave her a few heavy slaps on the butt and roared,"Mourn every day, call your grandma to bring you back.”
The child cried even harder after being hit by him. The old man was annoyed and gave her a slap. Then, he threw her aside and said," It's hard to serve his mother."”
The child had a nosebleed and was crying so hard that she couldn't make a sound. The young man looked at her in surprise and quickly went over to pick her up. He said a little angrily,"Why did you hit her?”When he picked her up, he realized that the two upper teeth in her mouth were empty. He pinched her mouth to check and found that her teeth had fallen out.
"Crying every day, crying every day. I can't take care of her anymore. I really want to throw her out.”The old man said angrily. Seeing that the young man was looking at her teeth, he said,"She fell from a height, not from us.”
"Old man, if you think it's troublesome, you can take this girl away for us to raise.”The man in the Chinese tunic suit said after watching for a while.
The old man hesitated for a moment and seemed to be a little tempted. Then he said,"We've raised them up so much, so we can't give them to you for free.”
The middle-aged man seemed to understand what he meant, so he said,"Then we'll give you some money as support. Is that okay?”
The old man thought for a moment and said,"Then give me five thousand yuan and take her away."”
"Alright." The middle-aged man said and was about to take out his money. A voice suddenly stopped him and said,""Father, I'm afraid you're muddle-headed. This is the first girl. How can you send her away just like that? It's not like you can't afford to raise her. A little girl can eat a lot of your stuff.”A man in his twenties with high cheekbones walked over and snatched the girl away. He looked angry. He seemed to be the child's father.
"It's not that I'm afraid she'll eat it. The family planning is strict now, and we're not allowed to have more children. What's the use of keeping her? If she occupies a position, what will happen? I'm afraid she'll end up having no descendants.”The old man said angrily.
"What are you afraid of? When the time comes, just ask her mother to hide at her grandmother's house for a few months. Other families are like this.”The child's father said.
"How can I throw her away if I find her a good family?”The old man said stubbornly, his face unconvinced.
The man in the tunic suit and the young man looked at each other and said sincerely,"This girl is smart. If we adopt her, we won't mistreat her. As for the money, we can discuss it again.”
"How much can you give?" the old man asked again.
"10,000 yuan. We'll take her away. Old man, if you can reduce your burden, you can also be more generous.”the man in the tunic suit said.
When the old man and the child's father heard what they said, they seemed to be a little tempted and hesitant. This isolated place had just been electrified not long ago, and the Zhuang family could not earn 2,000 yuan a year.
The man in the tunic suit was about to count the money when the child's father seemed to suddenly realize something. He quickly gave the old man a few looks and said,"You guys should leave quickly. We won't sell this girl, and we can't sell her. It wasn't easy for us to raise her.”
When the old man heard him say this, he was a little anxious. He was about to refute, but the child's father pushed the old man into the house and did not let him speak again.
The man in the Chinese tunic suit tried to persuade her again, but the child's father refused to agree. He only said that he would treat her well in the future and asked them to leave quickly.
The two strangers were helpless and could only say,""This girl is clever and may have a bright future. Don't mistreat her.”
"Then tell me, how can we not dote on her? Is there a need for you to care?" The child's father said.
The young man in the black shirt was a little helpless. In the end, he took out a red rattle from somewhere and handed it to her with a smile.
She took it happily and grinned.
"I have some medicine here. You can apply it on her face. It might heal faster and she won't be disfigured in the future.”The man in the tunic suit said as he took out a small bottle from his sleeve and handed it over.
The child's father took the medicine and did not say anything else. The child seemed to like the man in the black shirt very much. She kept smiling at him and opened her arms to him. The man walked over and touched her hand. Then, as if he had thought of something, he said to the child's father,"It will be easier for her to change her name.”
"I see that the two of you are both fortune-tellers. Can you give her a better name?”The child's father said.
"Change it to Yun Zhao." the young man said.
The child's father thought for a moment and said,"Han Yunzhao, although it doesn't sound good, you still have a future."?。”
The man held her hand and smiled at her. Finally, he said,"Yun Zhao, goodbye."
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Yun Zhao suddenly woke up from his bed, his heart pounding. His surroundings were dark and quiet, and his roommate's breathing was deep and even.
Yun Zhao patted his chest and took a few deep breaths. He kept recalling the dream just now. Everything was so real! She dreamed of her hometown, her grandfather, and her father! They were negotiating to sell her to a stranger! But he was not a complete stranger. Perhaps he was then, but not now. That young man, that young man in the black shirt, she knew him. She had just ridden to the top of the mountain with him yesterday!
Yun Zhao looked around, a little confused and at a loss!
Was that really a dream? Countless ripples and doubts arose in her heart. When she was young, she often heard her father say that when she was one and a half years old, two strange feng shui masters passed by her house and said that she would be successful in the future. Later on, she always got first place in school and believed her father's words without a doubt. When she entered high school…it was as if she had suddenly changed into a different person and could not listen to anything.
But that young man looked exactly like Jiang Ying! However, she was already sixteen years old. Why hadn't he changed at all?
Was he really Jiang Ying? Or was it a coincidence that they just looked alike?
Yun Zhao felt like he was in a trance. Was this world real? She stretched out her palm and examined it carefully. She did not find anything unusual.
She had a very strong intuition in her heart that the dream just now had really happened. There was still a faint mark on her face. It was from a fall when she was young. Her front teeth were also knocked out at that time, but they had grown back now. The gap between the two teeth was wider than the other teeth. When she was five years old, she had found the red drum in the house where the junk was stored. She didn't know where it had gone. Most importantly, she was really called Han Meimei when she was young. Han Yunzhao was her scientific name. When she returned to her hometown, her grandparents would still call her Meimei.
She looked out of the dark window and fell into a daze. What went wrong? It was only around four o'clock, and there were still two hours before dawn. She picked up her phone and scrolled through it out of boredom. When she saw Jiang Ying's buttoning, she felt suffocated.
Was there something wrong with him? Who was he? He had told her earlier that he knew how to draw talismans!
Yun Zhao took out the talisman and saved it in the photo album. Then, he went to some Taoist groups and forums to ask if anyone knew the talisman.
In the end, a few people replied. The meaning was roughly the same. It was just an ordinary exorcism talisman in Taoism. There was nothing special about it.
Could it be that Jiang Ying had an older brother who looked like him? Or was he hiding his real age?
On the second day of physics class, Jiang Ying changed back to his usual black shirt and metal-framed glasses. Yun Zhao carefully sized up Jiang Ying's face. It was exactly the same as the person in his dream. It was not a matter of resemblance.
Halfway through class, Jiang Ying did not return to his office. Instead, he sat on the podium and played with his phone. Yun Zhao suddenly received a message from Jiang Ying. He asked her why she wasn't listening in class and kept staring at him.
Yun Zhao thought for a moment and replied,"I'm fascinated by you. You're too handsome."”After saying that, she sent a shy emoji over.
Jiang Ying sent a sweaty emoji and said,"Don't talk nonsense. If there's anything, tell me. Don't be alone.”
Yun Zhao thought for a moment and said,"When I was selling cherries that day, I was too busy. I kept dropping my student ID card. I think I put it in your wallet later."
"My wallet is in the car. Come with me to look for it after school," Jiang Ying replied after a while.
"Alright."
After school in the afternoon, Yun Zhao followed him to the car. Jiang Ying gave her her wallet and asked her to look for it herself.
She quickly flipped through it and saw his ID card. She glanced at the number on the ID card and it matched the number 26 he reported.
"Have you found it?" he asked.
Yun Zhao shook his head and pretended to look around in the car. Then, he said,"I didn't find him. I'll ask Chen Wanjun and the others if they saw him.”After saying that, she hurriedly said goodbye to him and left.
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