The old mama went in a hurry, and after a while, she came back with a scroll.
âJust a painting, nothing else?â Madam Meng asked.
The old mama nodded her head: âItâs just a painting, nothing else.â
âOpen it!â Madam Mengâs face sank and stared at the picture scroll in the mamaâs hand.
The old mama opened it according to her masterâs words, and the picture scroll unfolded little by little. It was a Guanyin sending away her son?
Madam Meng was stunned for a long time before she returned to her senses. This, this, this, she was a little girl, how could she send something like this?
What exactly does she mean?
Seeing Madam Mengâs expression, the old woman hurriedly said: âMadam, itâs better to send something like this as a farewell gift. Madam doesnât have to take it to heart.â
Yes, itâs better to give something like this. If she gives something precious and delicate, then wonât Meng Nan have a reason to stare at it all day long? If he stares at it and thinks about people, then it would be bad.
If it was something like this thing, he wonât stare at it all day long, right? The more she thought about it, the more she felt at ease.
âTake it away, when the young master comes back later, send it to him.â
The old mama responded and went out with the painting.
Madam Meng was so happy that she found the bitter tea she was drinking sweet.
*
âAwu, why are you in a daze?â Zhou Gang leaned forward and saw Zhou Awu standing to the side in a daze again and again. No one knows what he was thinking. He just kept staring from afar in a daze.
Zhou Awu returned to his senses and hurriedly said: âNo, itâs nothing.â
Zhou Gang didnât believe him, raised an eyebrow, and said: âYou, youâve been like this recently, with a lot of thoughts and a tangled face. You must have something on your mind, come on and tell me.â
Zhou Awu shook his head vigorously: âNo no no, itâs nothing, really nothing.â
Zhou Gang said again: âDid you raise a woman outside behind sister-in-lawâs back? So you are afraid that sister-in-law would find out, but canât hide it anymore?â There was a deputy general in the front camp who also looked acted like him. When he was asked, it turned out he was troubled because he impregnated his woman outside⦠â¦
Zhou Awu quickly waved his hand: âBig Brother, donât talk nonsense, this is not a laughing matter. If someone heard about it and spread it out regardless if itâs true or not, what will happen? Donât hurt me.â
âThen just say it straight, why do you look like in trouble?â Zhou Gang patted his shoulder heavily.
Zhou Awu has been struggling and depressed for a long time. This matter has been pressing in his heart like a mountain. He canât talk about it or discuss it, but now that Zhou Gang was interrogating him like this, he had a thought of wanting to spit it out.
After gritting his teeth, Zhou Awu took Zhou Gang out of the training ground. There were many people there, and it was inconvenient to speak.
The two stood under a big tree. There was no one around. It was a good place to talk secretly.
âLook at your mysterious appearance, are you hiding some big secret from us?â Zhou Gang asked.
Zhou Awu sighed and said calmly: âItâs a big thing, look at this.â He took out the dark yellow leather booklet from his arms. There were small unrecognizable characters and numbers written on it.
This booklet should have been returned to Bai Zhi, but he was afraid that when he returned this to Bai Zhi, Prince Jin would see it one day. Things would be chaotic, so he kept it hidden on his body. He couldnât tell this thing to anybody, so he couldnât eat or sleep peacefully in worry every day.
Zhou Gangâs face changed after looking for a while: âThis, this, what is written here? Why canât I understand it? Do you understand it?â
Zhou Awu replied: âI donât understand what is it, but I understand one thing. The person who wrote this is a man.â