Qinglian’S Heart Is Covered, Fate Meets Chapter 48
byChapter 48
Qinglian’s Heartfelt Words·Different Paths and Destiny (Re-continuation·Two Girls in Love)
10. Cardamom and two pretty girls, encountering a romance in the ancient alley
In the third year after I gave birth to Nianxia, the origin of the lotus pond suddenly changed. The spiritual grass in the center of the pond that had been with me for thousands of years actually turned into the shape of a baby, with clear eyebrows and smooth eyes, and a faint fragrance of lotus.When Gu Baifei probed her spiritual veins, his eyes were full of surprise: “She is actually the origin of your lotus heart, connected by blood with you, and is our other daughter.”
I looked at the soft baby in the swaddling clothes and stroked her delicate cheeks with my fingertips, and a warm current surged through my heart.Because she was born in the Lingcao of Lotus Pond and grew taller, she was named Siyi. Since then, Gu Baifei and I have had two daughters. Siyi is calm and restrained, while Nianxia jumps and is bright. With both of them by their side, the Lotus Pond courtyard becomes lively in a different way every day.
Nine years later, Siyi has grown into a twelve-year-old girl. She has inherited the purity of the lotus heart and has a gentle temperament. She loves to guard the lotus pond and take care of the green lotus, or hold ancient books and study them. Although Nianxia is three years younger than her, she isLike a little firecracker, he scurries around all day long, most greedy for the smoke of fireworks in the world. Like me, he doesn’t like meat and fish. When he is greedy, he only thinks about Granny Li’s sweet-scented osmanthus sugar taro paste at the alley and the clear dew lotus seed soup next to the Taoist temple.
On the Double Ninth Festival this year, the ancient alley coincided with the folk market. Nianxia pestered me for several days, insisting on taking Siyi to look for old things with lotus patterns.Gu Baifei couldn’t win over her, so he had to prepare a carriage for us. Before leaving, he repeatedly told Si Yi: “Watch your sister and don’t let her go to crowded places. Also, she has a weak spleen and stomach, so she can’t buy more than one bowl of sugar taro paste.”
Si lowered her eyes and responded, holding a small bamboo basket in her hand, which contained the dried green lettuce she had soaked in the lotus pond spring in the morning, which was a snack for Nianxia.
The bluestone road in the ancient alley is glowing with light, and the stalls on both sides are equipped with wood carvings, oil-paper umbrellas, and old silver ornaments. The sweet scent of osmanthus and the warmth of steamed cakes are mixed in the wind.Nianxia wore her hair in a double bun and wore a hairpin made of green lotus stems. She held my wrist and shook it: “Mother, I heard that there is a master who carves jade pendants with lotus patterns at the end of the alley. Let’s go find him first! On the way, we can also buy Grandma Li’s new gordon barley porridge to keep you healthy.”
Siyi followed beside her, and suddenly raised her hand to grab Nian Xia’s clothes, and said softly: “Sister, first go to the teahouse to give mother a cup of Jasmine Biluochun to warm up your body. You drank the ice syrup last night, which should also warm your stomach.”
Nianxia stuck out her tongue and agreed obediently.As soon as I entered the teahouse and sat down, I heard a dispute coming from outside the door.Several half-grown urchins were making noise around an old man who was setting up a used books stall, and even reached out to grab the yellowed thread-bound books spread out by the old man.The old man was wearing a plain robe, with a stooped figure but a straight back, guarding the book tightly, his eyes full of stubbornness.
Nian Xia hated bullying the most, so she immediately jumped off the bench and rushed out, with her hands on her hips and shouted: “What kind of skills do you have in bullying an old man! Return the book quickly!”
The urchins turned around and saw a little girl, and immediately sneered: “Little girl, stop minding your own business!”
Gu Baifei and I quickly followed up. Before we could take action, we saw Si’s fingertips move slightly, and a few strands of shimmering water plants quietly wrapped around the naughty boy’s ankles.The urchins slipped and fell onto their backs. After catching a glimpse of Gu Baifei’s cold eyes, they immediately ran away with their heads in their hands.
The old man breathed a sigh of relief and thanked us. When his eyes glanced at the green lotus hairpin in his hair, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled gently and said: “Thank you girls for your help. I am a wandering bookmaker, and I put my old books here in exchange for some money.”
Nian Xia came to the bookstall and stared at the book bound with yellow thread, her eyes bright: “Grandpa, is this a book about the legend of the lotus pond? I will buy it!”
The old man was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and refused to accept the money: “Girl, since you have a lotus relationship, I will give you this book as a thank you gift.”
Nian Xia was so anxious that she took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake she had saved for a long time from her pocket and gave it to the old man: “I can’t take your stuff for nothing, this cake is so sweet!”
The old man couldn’t resist her, so he had to accept it. He took out two lotus pattern wooden plaques from the bottom of the stall and handed them over: “These are carved by the old man with a hundred-year-old lotus wood. They can protect the peace of mind. Each of the sisters should have one.”
On the way back, Nianxia clutched the wooden plaque and the thread-bound book, not even bothering to eat the sugar taro paste, and murmured: “Mom, look, the book says there are spiritual veins deep in the lotus pond, it’s exactly the same as what you said!”
Si Yizi lowered his head and stroked the wooden sign, then suddenly raised his head and said, “Mother, this wooden sign has a faint aura of origin, I’m afraid it’s not an ordinary object.”
Gu Baifei took the wooden sign and looked at it carefully, frowning slightly: “This aura has the same origin as the lotus pond. It seems that this chance encounter may involve a new opportunity for the sisters.”
The evening breeze blew through the carriage, carrying the fragrance of lotus and sweet osmanthus. I looked at my two daughters nestling beside me, and suddenly felt that no matter how bad the fate was, as long as the family of four stayed together, I would feel at ease.