Chapter 26 Fang Ming A Jiu
The monk shook his head and said, "My name is Fang Ming, you can just call me Ah Ming. When I died, I saw the ghost, who said that I had an obsession and could choose to reincarnate immediately, or wait fifty years until the deadline."

Liu Xiangju was inexplicably confused: "The deadline is fifty years? Then you have already waited for fifty years."

Fang Ming smiled and nodded: "This year is the last year."

"Would you mind telling us? Who are you waiting for?" Gong Ruomei asked curiously while listening to the conversation.

"Yesterday, just when he mentioned the person he was waiting for, my husband came back, and he suddenly disappeared." Liu Xiangju also looked at Fang Ming.

This really aroused people's curiosity. Zheng Wenjie was also curious about why he had to wait for someone for fifty years: "How about you tell me from the beginning?"

Fang Ming nodded and looked around: "This was a temple fifty years ago."

"Who are you waiting for? Are you also a monk?" Zheng Wenjie asked with a frown.

"No, I'm waiting for my lover. I have an appointment with her." Fang Ming shook his head and continued

"When my parents were killed by their enemies, I was still young and my brother took me to escape. Later, my brother became a bandit, gathered a group of people, and wiped out the entire family of the enemy, but he only let one child go."

Fang Ming said, lowering his head slightly and continued, "Because the child was the same age as me at the time, both were six years old, and my brother felt sympathy for him."

Gong Ruomei nodded in agreement: "If there is a grudge, it should be taken."

Fang Ming smiled bitterly and continued, "From childhood to adulthood, my brother would do his best to satisfy whatever I wanted. He hired a teacher to teach me how to write and how to ride a horse and shoot. But he never let me participate in the fighting in the village. I learned these things just to keep me healthy so that I can live a stable life in the future."

The three of them stopped talking and listened quietly.

"Every year on the third day of March, my brother would dress up in disguise and go down the mountain through a secret passage known only to his confidants and me to attend the flower viewing event."

"On the third day of March that year, my brother went down the mountain early in the morning. I don't like crowds, so I went up the mountain to hunt alone. As soon as I entered the mountain, I vaguely heard the sound of a flute." Fang Ming tilted his head slightly, as if he could hear the flute sound at that time.

"I followed the sound up the mountain. That was the first time I saw her. She was like a fairy who was not of this world, playing the flute quietly. I stared at her blankly, watching the sunlight shining on her face. At that time, I could almost hear my own heartbeat. I thought, I want to marry her."

Zheng Wenjie nodded. This was easy to understand. Everyone loves beauty. Fang Ming fell in love with the person he was waiting for at first sight.

Zheng Wenjie couldn't help but look at Gong Ruomei. He saw those eyes that were clearly black and white, and the person reflected in those eyes was himself.

"Then, I forcibly took her back to the village," Fang Ming said.

Zheng Wenjie looked at Fang Ming and nodded approvingly. Didn't someone say that it was a shortcut to a woman's heart?

Fang Ming suddenly looked at Liu Xiangju and said, "I met your husband yesterday. He treated you very well. You seemed to love her, too."

Liu Xiangju nodded and looked at Zheng Wenjie and Gong Ruomei beside her. Yes, her husband loves her very much. Yesterday, when she heard Fang Ming say that he had been waiting for someone for fifty years, she felt inexplicably melancholy and very sad. Her husband noticed it keenly.

Today, my husband had to go on a business trip, so he asked his students to look after me.

But do I love him? I do. He and I grew up together, childhood sweethearts. He went abroad to study, and I was willing to wait for him. He loved me, and I loved him, too.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiangju smiled gently and looked at Fang Ming: "Then, why did you wait for her for fifty years?"

Zheng Wenjie looked at Fang Ming and Liu Xiangju thoughtfully. Fang Ming seemed to care particularly about Liu Xiangju.

"I brought her back to the village. I didn't force her to do anything. I just watched her quietly. Her every move fascinated me. Sometimes I would watch her for the whole night." Fang Ming said happily.

Zheng Wenjie sounded like an old man on the subway. The first part sounded like a bandit's behavior, but what was going on at the end? This Fang Ming was more like an innocent scholar than a bandit.

"After a long time, she seemed to have accepted her fate. She stopped making trouble and running away. But she became silent. When she had free time, she would embroider. She never embroidered anything else but azaleas. On each piece of embroidery, she would also embroider the word nine. I knew that was her name, Ah Jiu."

"Later, I picked all the azaleas in the village and filled Jiu's room with them. I knew she would be very happy when she woke up and saw the room full of azaleas."

"No matter how beautiful a flower is, it will wither once it is picked." Gong Ruomei frowned. As a flower lover, she really didn't like this practice.

Fang Ming nodded: "Yes, at that time, all the azaleas had withered, and Jiu was very sad. So, I found some fine fabrics, dyed them, and made a lot of azaleas. I went into her room with the azaleas and decorated her room. That day was also the first time Jiu took the initiative to talk to me."

Zheng Wenjie was shocked. He looked at Fang Ming and sighed in his heart, "The ancients were honest and sincere. Sincerity is the ultimate skill!" But I don't know how to make flowers with cloth!
Gong Ruomei asked curiously: "Ajiu, what did you say?"

"She said, 'The tea is cold, I'll go get you some more.' That day was also the first time she made tea for me. Those few words were like the sound of nature to me. I believe that as long as I continue to be sincere to Jiuer, I will be able to gain her true love in return."

Zheng Wenjie nodded. He believed this very much. Although Ah Ming was a little bit of a licker, he licked with ideas and was romantic. He licked very well. In the bandit village, which woman would not be moved by such a handsome man who was so open-hearted for you?

"I went to my brother and told him I wanted to marry her. He agreed, and Ajiu didn't refuse. The next day, we had our wedding in the village."

Zheng Wenjie looked at the two women beside him, both of whom were listening intently. He did not speak, but looked silently at Fang Ming, thinking about buying cloth in a few days to learn how to make plum blossoms.

"After marriage, Jiu was no longer as cold to me as she was at the beginning. Although she was still indifferent, she would add water and pour tea for me, until one day." Fang Ming had a painful expression.

"I found a white horse. I don't know why, but I thought Jiuer would like this horse, so I gave it to Jiuer. That day, Jiuer and I were galloping on horseback, and it was the first time I saw her smile."

"That night, Jiu took the initiative to take care of me and serve me for the first time. I thought my efforts were finally rewarded and Jiu finally showed me her true love. But I didn't expect that after that night, Jiu would return to his old cold self."

Zheng Wenjie and Gong Ruomei looked at each other. Gong Ruomei thought that Jiu must still hate Fang Ming for kidnapping her to the bandit camp.

Zheng Wenjie was thinking, fortunately Gong Ruomei was not like Ah Jiu, who inexplicably became as cold as when they first met after the feelings were in place. Was this a tug of war? This was torture for someone like Fang Ming who was so sincere.
(End of this chapter)