The Butterfly Port after the beginning of autumn is cool breeze. When it gets dark, the starry sky is bright and the wind is not too big and small. It feels very comfortable to blow on your face. Two girls, Die Feier and Yun Zi, are lying on the ancient wooden bed, and the exquisite and quaint hollow wood carvings look so beautiful...

The moonlight outside the window spread into the room. The silver light was not turned on in the room, and the bright moonlight looked ethereal and soft. "Xiaodie, let me tell you what's fun in your Butterfly Valley!"

"Oh! There are so many fun things, so I can't finish it for three days and three nights... Once, we took advantage of our grandmother's trip to see the show and slipped away..."

That day, Xiaohu's grandmother went to Lancome Garden to watch a show. Wanwan and Prajna and I sneaked out. Since one time, my mother went to the top of the General Temple in the valley to play without telling Xiaohu's grandmother and Jia, and she became interested in it...

The three of us decided to go together in the evening...

We changed into night clothes with butterfly embroidered with reeds and put on reeds. Our mother gave them three beautiful and warm long cloaks carefully sewn. We were excited and set off without knowing each other. We just turned it out from the wall of the back garden. The father of the young master who loved them the most since childhood taught them some light skills to defend themselves. Our body was light, and the wall could not constitute an obstacle for them to go out...

Within half an hour we climbed to the top of the General Temple. Prajna hanged the red butterfly lamp she made on the branches of a tree. The light was red, and there were many blinking stars in the sky, which was very romantic...

We lay unrestrainedly on the grass together, listening to the mountain wind blowing gently in our ears, as if singing, it was so comfortable...

"Look at the sky, the brightest star is as bright as a diamond. The valley master's father told me that although it is not as bright as the moon and the sun, it is more than ten times brighter than Sirius..."

"Xiao Hu grandmother also said that there is the oldest star in the sky. It is very old, very old, and is 1.3 billion years old... so amazing!" Everyone said one by one, and said happily, saying something...

"Last night, the stars last night, the wind was last night, and the west side of the painting building was surrounded by osmanthus hall in the east." Butterfly Feier was very interested and thought of Li Shangyin's poem.

"The stars hang down flat and the wilderness is wide, and the moon rushes through the river." Wanwan looked at the black sea surface of the Cape Cliff ten miles away and recited Lao Du's poem."

"There is also a poem by Xiao Du here~ The night is as cool as water in the sky, and I sit and watch the Alpine Weaver Star. Old Lady Mei said that a star in the sky is a person on the earth. Is this really the case? Then after a thousand years, will the three of us become the beautiful stars here? Which star are those beautiful and talented women in ancient times now?"

"Wanwan, you have read the most books. Tell me about the ancient stories of talented women! Start with the eight beautiful girls who are often sung in operas, okay? They may have become stars in the distance. Now they are looking at us and listening to us?"

The naughty laughter like a silver bell cut through the soft and quiet night...

"Sister, please talk about Li Shishi first!"

Wanwan couldn't bother them, so she told her:

"Li Shishi was a figure with both sex and art in ancient times. Her life was a life of subversive significance, a life of grassroots and the people defeated the nobles. Why do you say that? Because she was a talented woman of a generation, she always performed her skills but not her own. With her sex skills, she defeated Song Huizong's three palaces and six courtyards, and was favored by her unique charm. She was fascinated by the emperor Song Huizong, who was confused by all the ways, and did not know the north and south... and the talented man Zhou Bangyan at that time wrote lyrics for him... "

It was late at night and it was already past the garrison. The three of us were afraid that our grandmother would come back to watch the show and check the room. We had to rush back to Butterfly Valley at the hai hour, otherwise we would be served by our grandmother’s family rules!

In order to save time, when Wanwan told the story of the second beautiful girl Liu Rushi, she was concise:

"A generation of talented women, Liu Rushi, who is affectionate and righteous. When Liu Ru was young, she resolutely married Qian Qianyi, the leader of the Donglin Party, who was over 50 years old, as a side room. Because she was particularly firm in national integrity, she became the only talented woman in history who was praised by masters of Chinese studies."

"Although she is a famous actor, many of the ancient actors were selling their skills but not their bodies. But at Liu Rushi's level, she has risen to the level of "a generation of famous actors" and "a beautiful woman in literati" at that time."

When the three of us little girls returned home, Lin Xiaohu's grandmother was already in the study and had never noticed that we had been out. The three of us hugged each other happily when we returned to the house and jumped up...

Yun Zi was fascinated by the sound of her eyes. She looked at Die Feier enviously. She thought to herself: When she grows up, she will definitely go to the Butterfly Valley in Die Feier's mouth...

The moon also shines in the beautiful and quiet Butterfly Valley. The old lady Lin Xiaohu wrote a letter in the bookstore, asking Jia to bring the children back from Butterfly Port to their hometown on the eve of the Chinese Valentine's Day to celebrate the Chinese Valentine's Day.

She put down her pen and thought of Jia'er's daughter-in-law. A shadow immediately came into her mind. For many years, her good sister Su Xin lives in Qinglian Port. She is Jia'er's adoptive mother and Jia'er's aunt...

Although Qinglian Port is a fishing village, every time the harvest season comes, the skillful and simple heart still gains a lot. The baskets at home are filled with the joy of harvest.

Su Xin put the endless fruits and vegetables into bottles and sealed them and marinated them. She also cut the sweet potatoes into different shapes, dried them and stored them, and grind them into potato flour...

She also squeezes rapeseed and peanuts into pure vegetable oil... She also often makes fresh strawberries into red and delicious jams, giving them beautiful and kind little paste in the Butterfly Valley in the distance.

Recently, Xiaohu wrote a letter to stay here for a few days. Su Xin was so happy. She was busy alone as if she was about to celebrate the holidays at home. She washed and tidied up flowers and plants, repaired them, added more things, and bought fruits and vegetables ingredients...

In fact, a year after coming here, Xiaohu married into Butterfly Villa, and the couple was in love. After she became the wife of Butterfly Valley, she devoted herself to taking care of her husband and children. After a few children died, she was very busy and lived in seclusion. She had never been to Liangang again for many years. She had letters, gifts to each other, and maintained their sisterhood with Su Xin for many years.

The letter from Xiaohu said that her eldest son is a talented person, and she was three years old when she was young, but she was already over Jia... The other children are also well-behaved and cute...

All the memories are very clear. I remember that I set off to Qinglian Port that morning. Lin Xiaohu packed up her luggage, brought her several books, and a purple clay teapot she collected and rode on her beloved little dark horse and set off. As the saying goes, "The utensil is the father of tea, and the water is the mother of tea." The purple clay teapot has good flavor protection function, and brewing tea can maintain the original flavor and the fragrance will not disperse.

When it comes to Su Xin, she cares about her so much. Since Su Xin just married into Qinglian Port and became a real fisherman, the disaster seemed to follow her. After a few months of marriage, her husband who was watching on the fishing boat was taken away by pirates who had been attacked overnight and the boat. There was no news. Su Xin cried for several days and nights, and she had tears in her eyes. It was not until the sixth day that she walked out of the wedding room and went out to do farm work. She never shed tears again...

She said she stopped crying, and just thought he had gone abroad and had been willing to wait. When he came back one day, she hoped that he would have his blood, but before she could get pregnant, he lost his trace.

After hiring a carriage to run for several hours, she finally knocked on the Li Mansion. Su Xin came out to open the door. When she saw her, she was much more haggard and thinner. Her already big eyes looked bigger. She was dressed in a blue gauze dress and looked even colder.

Xiaohu saw that her bloody lips were squirming, as if she wanted to tell her all the pain and thoughts.

Xiaohu quickly held her hand. It was too cold. This poor man, Xiaohu was so distressed that his eyes were wet. It was too late, and the lights in the mansion were in the lights. They had eaten. After washing up early, they used the purple clay teapot brought by Xiaohu to speak and make tea while drinking.

Xiaohu suggested that she hold a girl and have a baby so that the family would be more lively, and she also comforted her. Su Xin nodded and said that her parents' elder brother was going to give his little daughter to her sister as her adopted daughter. The girl is over one year old and named Jiaer, who is her little niece. She is smart, chubby, and very cute. She will come here to live in a few days.

The two best friends have endless things to say.

"Don't just talk about me, Xiaofu, how is Butterfly Valley doing recently? What about your marriage... I know you are a high-minded person, not the kind of girl who pursues wealth and power, and those young masters from famous families who have proposed marriages many times, you don't take it seriously at all. I understand that you want to find someone who understands you, who has the same interest and is quirky people as you, and you have time to find your husband's family. I think Nan Yanfei is good. Often, the better things are, the more the process you get..."

The woman Su Xin understands her very much. No wonder they have watched each other very importantly since they were young. It was late at night, and the moon shone white and white in the courtyard, like silver water sprinkled all over the floor. It was so beautiful. The two sisters still have endless things to say...

They still had no sleepiness. They walked to the yard and admired a blooming red peony in the yard. It was extremely fragrant and delicate. Lin Xiaohu looked up at the moon hidden in the clouds, looked down at the beautiful peony flowers, and chanted softly: "Only the peony is true to the country, and the flowers bloom and move the capital."

It was late at night, the mountains in the distance were as deep as ink, and the sea was silent. There were a few small orange lanterns in the Li Mansion, which were peaceful.

As soon as Xiaohu stayed there, it took several days.

They were very happy those days...

Tomorrow we are about to set off back to her Butterfly Valley. At night, she and Su Xin were reading books while flipping through the "Book of Changes" in their hands and chatting with Su Xin for a few words...

"Xiao Hu, you are different from other women. You have loved this flower and grass since you were a child. I have nothing to give you, so I will choose this daffodil to give it to you and put it in your study!"

Su Xin prepared a daffodil that he had cultivated himself in the yard and asked the small paste to bring back to the valley. "The palace-like goose yellow and green belts hung, and the immortal figure was not seen in Zhongzhou."

Xiaohu stared at the tender and pleasing fairy Lingbo muttered the poems of Zhang Mo of the Song Dynasty...

Xiaohu nodded with a smile. She remembered Su Xin’s experience. She comforted Su Xin with pity: “In this life, life is a long journey for a woman. Life itself is a kind of endurance, suffering, happiness, dullness, loneliness, failure, responsibility, love, and love......

When you can see everything, there is often nothing that cannot be readily understood, and nothing that cannot be lost. Including money, power, reputation, status, love, career, and even life itself. Life is like a weaving match. Some people win in the first half and lose in the second half; some people lose in the first half, but win in the second half; some people lose in both games, and of course there are lucky people who win in both games..."

"Some men and women win the first half, but the most important thing is to win in the second half. I believe that Su Xin, you lost in the first half, but you may not lose again in the second half. I have confidence in you, everything about you will gradually get better. You must be independent and strong..."

After listening to Xiaohu's meaningful words, Su Xin felt much more relieved. She felt that Lin Xiaohu in front of her, her sister, was a truly elegant and decent woman. She was so self-loved and independent and happy, and could give her an invisible inspiration and inspiration...

She is so beautiful and kind, and she will smile with her heart. The first time she smiles so sweetly, a woman who loves to laugh will gradually get better... At least in the future, she will have more children around her, her guile, and her niece...
Chapter completed!