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【The legend of the wisteria flower】

It is said that there was a beautiful girl who wanted to have a beautiful relationship, so she prayed to Yue Lao every day to fulfill her wish. Yue Lao was moved and told her that there was a bamboo forest in the back mountain of her home, and she would meet her when she went there. To a man in white.

So the girl went to the bamboo forest, waited for a day, and was bitten by a snake. A man in white really helped her take drugs immediately, and the two fell in love.

Because the man's family was poor and the woman's parents disagreed, the man and the woman jumped off the cliff in love. As a result, a wisteria tree grew on the place where they jumped off the cliff, with purple flowers, and they could not survive alone. Men and women who died for love, depended on each other for life and death, and lived for love.

——The above is excerpted from Du Niang

☆、Pick up five (end chapter)

After Xin Wu finished his day's work, he dragged his exhausted body down a road that had been traveled thousands of times.

It's not like a few office workers hurried past, all of them are hunched and tired, but at any rate, there is warmth towards their family in their eyes, which can be regarded as a trace of fatigue.

There is a lot of traffic, and pedestrians are getting thinner.

Xin Wu walked very slowly, his body was thin and thin, he was wrapped in a windbreaker and his back was also hunched, and he was carrying a half-worn bag in his hand, which contained the materials of the unfinished work.

The manager was so urgent that he had to go back to work overtime.

If you say why not in the company?

I only heard that the company's executives came to make an inspection recently, and the manager did not allow the employees to stay in the company, but the heavy workload has not been reduced.

If one fails to finish or makes a mistake, the salary will be deducted. Many people can't bear this behavior and leave.

But she—even if she feels dissatisfied, she can't leave.She dropped out of junior high school, has only a primary school education, and has no good working ability.I have to grind in the old place day by day, struggling to support.

The street lamp turned on at some point, and the mosquitoes surrounded the withered yellow lampshade tightly.

Xin Wu put her hands in her pockets and shrank her head into her neckline.

A voice came from not far away, and when she looked up, it turned out that it was a display screen on a building, which was broadcasting a message at this time.

The host commentary is very professional and in place.

In the video, a group of archaeologists are slowly lifting the huge coffin lid. The inside of the coffin is about to be revealed, but the camera suddenly goes dark, and a lifelike painting appears in the video.

The painting has been restored to perfection. On it is a woman in a pink palace dress, sitting in a pavilion in the middle of a lake.

As the camera zoomed in, the thing in the woman's hand became much clearer. It was a willow-green purse, simple but pleasing in style.

Xin Wu was fascinated, he didn't even pay attention to the explanation, he just stared blankly at the woman's peaceful face and the smile on her lips.

When the camera was about to leave the painting, it turned back to the ancient tomb. The scientific research personnel are still working carefully, taking care of the cultural relics.

Xin Wu stood on the side of the road for a long time, until the setting sun was obliterated by the horizon, and the darkness fell.

She suddenly came to her senses, rubbed her sunken stomach and left. When she turned around, she could hear a few words in the fast-paced explanation.

The princess tomb, the thousand-year cover-up, never married...title——

Joan.

Is it Meiyu?Xin Wu thought to himself.

This is quite in line with her elegant and gentle smile.

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In the rented house, Xin Wu finished all the work, and before she could wash up or find something to eat, her whole body relaxed, and she didn't have the strength to move anymore.

When the strings in my head were broken, some pictures from the past flashed like a revolving lantern, so quickly that I didn't even have time to recall them.

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The year the orphanage had to close due to financial difficulties, she was still in the first year of junior high school.

For the sake of the younger children, she decided to drop out of school to do odd jobs of any age, as most older children in orphanages do, in order to support others.

It's a pity that after three years of support, the orphanage was disbanded.

On the day I left school, I just learned a text about wisteria.She couldn't remember the name, but she remembered clearly the illustration in the crumpled and worn-out book, a painting of wisteria.

It swayed in the wind like a purple waterfall, with tender purple flowers standing brightly, which was still fresh in her memory.

Xin Wu's body wobbled when he stood up, and he fell down in the small rental room. The small table was knocked to the ground, and the documents were scattered all over the floor.

Her eyes were still open, but out of focus.

There is a creeper coiled around the only window in the rental house, Yeye is stretching flower branches in the faint yellow light, is it yellow?Or a little green flower?

She still remembers it clearly.

But now she forgot it, she only saw a small purple flower, which was unrestrained.

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The cost of seeing a doctor in a big hospital is very expensive. When Xin Wu was sick when he was a child, he always went to the clinic to hang a bottle.

But when Xin Wu grew up, he went to the hospital. The doctors were benevolent. The doctors wore white coats, and the nurses carried trays and carefully asked if he wanted to drink water.

When they grow up, they are the only ones who treat themselves well.

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There was a time when Russian nesting dolls were a very popular toy among children, and there was only one set in the entire orphanage.

Xin Wu had seen it before, but always felt that the dolls with all their colors were not so beautiful, and even a little scary, so he never touched them.