Chapter 223

In the deep of the night, Ye Xiaotian is lying on the altar of the broken temple, looking up at the starry sky with his plump belly, like a toad swallowing the essence of the sun and moon.

He has a goose in his stomach and is already full, but in his heart, he wants to eat another goose even more. That white swan hovering high above under the moonlight osmanthus tree. Shuiwu's unfortunate experience, of course, made him sympathize and feel indignant, but it also aroused his confidence in winning the beauty.

Ye Xiaotian fiercely made a grand vow to help prepare his wife to vent his anger: "I, your father, will definitely marry her, give birth to a bunch of big fat boys with her, take my wife and children back to her hometown, and properly embarrass the children's grandfather and uncle. Aren't they afraid of losing face? I'll make them lose face all the way to their grandmother's house!"

There is a low whisper coming from the kang bed, according to habit, Le Yao is pestering her mother to tell her a story to coax her to sleep, this was the only joy in her barren and boring childhood.

Ye Xiaotian lies on the earth platform, vaguely making out that Shuiwu is telling the story 'Journey to the West Releasing Adversity'. This story was written not long ago, but it was already very popular. When Ye Xiaotian was in the capital, he also heard the storyteller talk about it, but he didn't expect that it had already spread here.

Gradually, Shuiwu's voice becomes smaller and smaller, until it can no longer be heard. Le Yao falls asleep, and Shuiwu also falls asleep as she tells the story. The room suddenly becomes quiet. From the corner of the broken roof, Ye Xiaotian uses a pair of tired eyes to look at the quiet night sky for the last time.

In the night sky, the stars twinkle like a pair of gentle and beautiful eyes. Ye Xiaotian looks at those beautiful stars, and suddenly thinks of Xue Shuiwu's pair of gentle and beautiful eyes. "My wife is really beautiful." Ye Xiaotian thinks, and with a satisfied smile, he falls asleep.

… …

The little girl, who got up very early, walks around Ye Xiaotian who is lying like a toad, as if she is playing Sun Wukong, dancing and directing her "golden cudgel" …

Xue Shuiwu rushes over from the stove, blushes and scolds Le Yao, "Go, go, go, go, go, play somewhere else, don't wake my brother up." After saying that, she glanced at the erect part of Ye Xiaotian's robe shyly and fearfully. She pulled the ignorant little loli and ran away.

"I'm scolding my brother again. Maybe An peed the kang bed again, hehe …"

In his dreams, Ye Xiaotian seemed to have returned to his home, the home of his childhood. Early in the morning, when he was still sleeping soundly, he heard his mother scolding Xiao An. It was a familiar childhood feeling. Even the fragrance of the food was exactly the same …

Ye Xiaotian sniffs, and suddenly opens his eyes. As soon as he opens his eyes, he sees the white sky, and he gradually wakes up.

Ye Xiaotian turns over and sits up, and sees Shuiwu, who is lighting the fire in the stove, "Ah, why are you up so early?" "You're awake?" Ye Xiaotian sniffs, and suddenly opens his eyes. As soon as he opens his eyes, he sees the slightly white sky, and he gradually wakes up.

Ye Xiaotian turns over and sits up, and sees Shuiwu, who is lighting the fire in the stove, "Ah, why are you up so early?" "You're awake?" Shuiwu raises her head to look at him, and quickly buries her chin in her chest, "Oh, I was worried that the villagers would see the smoke when it's daybreak, so I got up early."

"Brother, brother, you're up. Come and play with Yaoyao!" Le Yao hears the sound, and she comes over. She is very happy riding the white dragon horse that only exists in her imagination.

Seeing her happy look, Ye Xiaotian immediately becomes happy as well. There is a gentle and virtuous figure in the stove, and there is a child playing happily in the dilapidated house. It is a very warm feeling. This is the life that Ye Xiaotian wants.

"I must bring them back to the capital safely!" Ye Xiaotian thinks happily, and jumps down from the altar, as if his whole body is full of energy.

There is a Mr. Fei in the West, who believes that there is always a driving force in the depths of a person's heart that drives all his actions. This driving force is human's original desire, which is sexual desire. Original desire is a kind of biological instinct, and it needs to be satisfied, just like hunger.

The difference is that hunger only needs to be filled, but to satisfy original desire, due to the restrictions of external morality and other reasons, it does not necessarily need to be vented through animal instincts. People will turn original desire into other ways to vent, such as ambition, curiosity, thirst for knowledge, desire to destroy, aggression, and so on. It can even be sublimated into the creative source of civilization.

For the current Ye Xiaotian, the way he wants to satisfy original desire is not through simple and crude possession, but through a more tactful way that is more in line with human civilization — courtship. Obviously, what he has to do is more complicated, and there are more things to do.

During breakfast, Ye Xiaotian noticed that Xue Shuiwu does not seem to have slept well. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes are faintly bloodshot.

"Could it be that because a handsome and elegant young man like me is sleeping with her in the same room, this beauty can't fall asleep?" Ye Xiaotian, who has always felt good about himself, thinks complacently, and is immediately filled with a better vision for the future.

After breakfast, the three of them drained the leftover meat, picked a few banana leaves, and wrapped them up. They put them together with the sweet potatoes in their bag, and passed through the small town to continue their journey west. It is still too early, and the villagers do not get up so early. The village streets are quiet, and there is morning mist lingering in the air.

In the courtyard of a family, a big fat woman, with disheveled hair, crosses her fat waist that can be split into three Xue Shuiwu, and shouts at her neighbor's house that is separated by a wall: "Shameless thief, you even dare to steal my big white goose that is laying eggs, your child must be born without an asshole!"

Xue Shuiwu quietly glances at Ye Xiaotian, and then buries her head and walks quickly. Even the insensible Le Yao also feels a little guilty, holding her mother's small hand and trotting away. Only Ye Xiaotian's expression does not change. He sticks out his chest and holds his head high, and his pace is calm as if he is taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.

When the sun is high in the sky, the farmers carry their hoes and slowly go to the fields, and there are people standing on the ridges of the fields, pointing at the mulberry tree and scolding the locust tree for the immoral person who stole their family's sweet potatoes, Ye Xiaotian's "family of three" has already gone far away from the small village.

…

Ye Xiaotian underestimated the complexity of the roads in Huguang. There are many mountains and rivers here, unlike in the north, where there are many roads that extend in all directions. It is very difficult for them to find a safe passage to the north in the undulating mountains.

When passing by a town, Ye Xiaotian carefully inquires with the merchants in the town, and learned that there is a road to the north in the mountains about a hundred miles to the west. At this time, they are already far away from Jingzhou, and it is impossible to turn back, so they can only brace themselves and continue westward.

In Ye Xiaotian's heart, he has already seen Xue Shuiwu as his own, but he has never found the right opportunity to express it to her. Although he is very courageous, in the field of love, he is only a young man who has his first love.

Although the relationship between Ye Xiaotian and the wife in his heart has not developed further, his relationship with little sister Le Yao has advanced by leaps and bounds. In front of Ye Xiaotian, Le Yao also began to call herself a baby, just like in front of her mother.

Ye Xiaotian carries Le Yao on his back, walking on the mountain road to the west, and Xue Shuiwu keeps him company. Because she is already used to walking, her footsteps are much lighter than before. The red light of the setting sun bathes their trudging figure, plating their body with a layer of golden edge.

Le Yao lies on Ye Xiaotian's shoulder, happily continuing her role-playing game, "Brother, we are going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, so who are you going to play?"

Ye Xiaotian laughed, "I will play the role of Brother Monkey, I will protect you, and I will chase away all the demons and ghosts."

"Brother Monkey? Then do you know the 72 changes? "

"This … I don't know."

"How can I play Brother Monkey if I don't know the 72 changes?"

"In that case, you must be the most suitable to play Zhu Bajie."

Yang Le Yao touched her nose and mouth, and said in surprise, "Why? My nose is not long, and my ears are not big. "

Ye Xiaotian laughed, "But you can eat a lot."

Le Yao immediately pouted her mouth like a piglet, "Baby doesn't want to be Zhu Bajie, baby wants to be a clever insect."

Ye Xiaotian said, "No, you are Zhu Bajie!"

Le Yao clenched her small fist and punched his shoulder, and hatefully compromised, "Then baby will be Zhu Bajie, and brother will be the Running Child Tyrant."

Ye Xiaotian laughed and said, "Why do you think of Running Child Tyrant, which part of brother looks like Running Child Tyrant?"

Le Yao hugged his neck, twisted her small body, and said coquettishly, "Running Child Tyrant, baby likes it."

Ye Xiaotian said, "Good, good, baby likes it, then brother will be the Running Child Tyrant."

Shuiwu listened to their bickering with a smile, and happily looked forward. In front of them was the sun that was about to set. It was like a ball of burning fire that slowly floated on top of the mountain. They were like a group of happy moths that pounced towards the flame on the distant mountain, step by step searching for the light in their hearts.

In a small village, an old farmer who was returning home at dusk was smiling and greeting his neighbors, but suddenly his smile froze, and he looked in front of him, puzzled. In front of him, there were more than 10 fast horses, stirring up a trail of dust as they rushed into the village.

"Hey! Old man, is there a young man and woman with a three or four year old girl passing by your village? "

Skinny Yang, who was reining in the reins of his horse, took out a hand-drawn portrait and handed it to the old man. The old man squinted his eyes and looked at it, then laughed and said, "You drew this? It's really ugly. "

Yang Sanmeng flew into a rage out of humiliation, "You old thing, I asked you if you have seen these three people, why do you care if my drawing is good or not?"

The old man was not angry, and only laughed at him, "These three people in your drawing, unless I see ghosts, I have never seen them before. This old man has only seen a fairy-like young lady and a delicate and pretty young man pass by here with a cute little girl. "

Yang Sanmeng's eyes narrowed, and he didn't care about the old man's mockery, and hurriedly asked, "Where are they going?"

The old man rolled his eyes, and said, "This old man is not a lecher who can't move when he sees a beautiful woman. The beautiful young woman passed by, this old man can't chase after her, can he? But … "The old man revealed a sly smile, and looked at Yang Sanmeng.

Yang Sanmeng's eyes lit up, and hurriedly asked, "But what?" He said, and quickly reached into his pocket, took out a silver ingot, and threw it to the old man. The old man caught the silver, and immediately pointed outside the village, and said, "But there is only one road in front."

"Let's go!"

Yang Sanmeng didn't say anything else, and forcefully whipped the horse's butt, and madly rushed out of the village.