The rebirth of Shen Da girl

When his mother was still there, Ge Xiangluo knew that he would be the wife of the Hou family in the future.At that time, she was still young and didn't understand what the title of Mrs. Hou Fu meant.

For as long as she can remember, the family's livelihood has been getting worse every day.Her father was a dismissed martial artist, and he didn't know how to be a commoner with all his martial arts skills.

Her mother had some skills, so she set up a food stall on the street.Relying on bowl after bowl of noodles, they raised their siblings.

It's a pity that Ge Xiangluo hasn't been filial to her very well yet. During the winter month of the sixth year of Zhengde, she and her younger brother became motherless children.

Father Ge, who had been depressed for many years, finally passed away due to illness, leaving only a dilapidated house and a few pieces of blackened silver.

After crying, Ge Xiangluo packed up all his belongings and prepared to leave Zhaoguan County, where they were located, to seek a way out in Wentianfu City above.

She knew in her heart that as the daughter of a guilty minister, how could she miss the throne of Madam Hou's mansion.Asked if there was a distant cousin of hers in Tianfu City, if the other party showed kindness, she might be able to introduce a job to her.

She is good at cooking, those rich families who pay attention to food and clothing cannot get in, but ordinary rich families still have a chance.

When she left Zhaoguan County, it was the chilly February of spring.The two siblings were both in thin clothes, huddled in a car transporting fodder, and traveled for most of the night before arriving at Wentianfu City in the early morning fog shrouded in fog.

Without a doubt, it was the worst decision she ever made.

Ge Jiping was still young, and after blowing the cold wind with Ge Xiangluo all night, he fell ill as expected.A pair of strange eyes in Tianfu City stared at them, as if they would drag them into the darkness any moment.

Ge Xiangluo wrapped herself tightly with the turban left by her mother. Ge Jiping was stronger, and followed her with his head buried in his footsteps, watching her knock on doors from door to door and inquire.

Although Tianfu City is not big, it is still somewhat difficult to find someone like a chicken without a head.

Ge Jiping endured it for more than half an hour, and finally he couldn't walk anymore, so he could only sit against the low wall and pant for breath.His face was flushed and he had a persistent fever.Ge Xiangluo panicked, so he had to ask a nearby resident for a bowl of water.

She was very cautious, and among the gates of different structures, she chose two small red-painted gates.The small gate is a bit worn out, but it is clean in front of it.Ge Xiangluo is a weak woman, so she must be careful in everything.

However, her prudence did not help her out of bad luck in the end.Knocking on this door was the second mistake she made right after.

After the door opened, a beautiful woman about 30 years old came out to answer the door.

In fact, at this time, Ge Xiangluo flinched a little.

In a decent family, if there is no male at home, it should be a mother-in-law or a little girl who comes out to answer the door.But this woman was full of fragrance, and a thin layer of rouge was rubbed on her greasy face.She looked at Ge Xiangluo silently, her gaze implied scrutiny and meanness.

For some reason, Ge Xiangluo was a little afraid of her.

When she spoke, her voice was soft and gentle, very sweet.

Perhaps because of her kind tone, Ge Xiangluo gradually let go of her vigilance.Especially after hearing about Ge Jiping's illness, the woman enthusiastically sent the little girl in the courtyard to invite a doctor for him.

The woman said that her husband was away on business, so there was no one at home.

A series of concerns and rhetoric made Ge Xiangluo finally completely let go of his guard.

That day was the second day of February in the seventh year of Zhengde. In the bitter cold wind, Ge Xiangluo slept well for the first time since his mother passed away.

She knew she was supposed to be alert all the time, but she was so tired.The moment you close your eyes, despite the nightmare visit again.But she didn't have time to make a "posture of resistance" this time, so she fell into a deep sleep.

She slept until midnight, and vaguely heard her mother calling her nickname "Xiangxiang".

She didn't want to open her eyes until the sound of the door opening clearly reached her ears.

"Who!"

She subconsciously made a sound, sat up from the bed, and instantly touched the scissors under the pillow.

After hearing her voice, the person who opened the door seemed to be stunned and did not respond to her in time.

Ge Xiangluo's heart almost reached his throat.

In those few seconds, countless things flashed through her mind.She suspected that the voice she heard was not a hallucination, and that her mother had indeed come to her.

Will she die?In this silent night.

"who are you?"

Finally, the person standing at the door spoke up.

He lit the oil lamp and illuminated his unrecognizable face with a small area of ​​dim light.

"Get out!"

One of his eyes was closed tightly, and his tone was very grim.

He didn't even have a clear look at Ge Xiangluo's face, so he threw away the debris at hand.

Ge Xiangluo was taken aback by his violence and face, almost reflexively shrank half a body back into the bed.

She didn't scream, but her wide eyes revealed her fear and helplessness.

She regretted it very much.

If something unexpected happens, then she completely killed herself.She clearly witnessed her mother's death process with her own eyes, and knew how painful it was when her fist hit her body, but she still put herself in danger.

She wasn't worried about Ge Jiping's future, after all he was a man and there was always something for him.What's more, he was still young and had been raised indiscriminately for a few years, so he might have forgotten her and the grievances of the Ge family.

She doesn't want to die.

……

In the 11th year of Zhengde, in the Chuyu Courtyard of Shenfu in Xizhou City, Ge Xiangluo was half lying sideways on the embroidery bed, quietly watching the dancing water on the window paper.

The reason why Chuyuyuan is called this name comes from a pool of jade-like still water in the courtyard.

At dusk, the lamps by the pool will be lit.The light splashed on the water, and the pool was full of emerald green again.

Before Ge Xiangluo lived in, the yard had been empty for decades, only the glazed lamps were still burning.

I heard from the servants who served in the yard that before the old lady got married, this place used to be the residence of the old marquis.

The young Shen Wenjun was also reckless, hiding a big family and secretly raised a girl in the room. She was only 12 years old and she was icy and cute.

It was rumored that the lamp by the pool was lit for her. If she, whose body sank in Luoshui, had no guidance, she might not know the way back.

On the first day Ge Xiangluo moved in, he found a line of small characters carved by someone on the windowsill.

"The spring wave green under the bridge of sadness was once a shadow of a frightened bird".

Ge Xiangluo felt bored and never opened that window again.

She just wants to live a good life, but there are always people who don't let her do so.

She moved her fingers subconsciously, and after touching the coldness of the iron, she whispered in her heart:

"The five aggregates are all empty, and all sufferings can be overcome."