C67 March(part I)

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-March 2009.

During this period of learning dance, Autumn Lotus's hair had improved along with her dancing skills. It was also constantly changing. The girl with short black hair seemed to gradually fade out of people's sight. It was as if there had never been such a girl in the village. Replacing her was a girl with long, ink-black hair. She often wore a very old cloth skirt as she walked along the small road in the village. Sometimes, she carried a bamboo basket on her back. Sometimes, she would hold a textbook between her legs. She rarely greeted people. She had grown up under the protection of a foreign teacher.

Tao Huizhen suggested that her long hair be braided into braids or tied into a bun. It had always been this way for women from Dai Village. But Qiuhe was not like that. She had to scatter her hair to cover her long, thin, and tanned neck. She didn't want to take an ordinary path. Tao Huizhen let her go. Sometimes, Tao Huizhen would secretly laugh, saying that Qiuhe had grown into a big girl. Her height was also catching up to her. Judging from her posture, she would be taller than her in less than two years. However, no matter how much Qiu He looked at her, it was not at all in line with her slim and graceful figure. There was a different kind of temperament about her. In Tao Huizhen's words, it was like the difference between a classical dance and a national dance. She lacked the air of an immortal. But she had spiritual energy.

It couldn't be said to be a slender and graceful autumn lotus, in the gap between the fences of the small courtyard. He watched Tao Huizhen leave. She fully understood her teacher's lonely back view. It was like a little ostrich that had been separated from its partner in the sandstorm, burying its head in the sand and moving forward. She was not good at being intimate with others. Everything Tao Huizhen had done for her. . . She remembered it clearly in her heart. But she didn't know how to repay it.

"The woman from the city is gone. I can't see her anymore. " Seeing that Qiuhe was looking towards the east in a daze, Qiuhe's grandmother couldn't help but remind her.

This sentence was like a fuse, quickly igniting the 'dangerous matter' in Qiu He's body that had been accumulated for a long time. " When she turned around, Tears welled up in her eyes. She pursed her lips and the corners of her mouth became more and more bitter. Someone like her. . . Once their emotions reached a certain point, they would definitely have to vent it out. Her mouth, nose, and eyes were all squeezed together. Tears rolled down her face. Grandma had never seen her so wronged before. The old man was confused and uneasy.

"Why can't you agree to Teacher Tao's request? Why must you make things difficult for her? It's not easy for her, you know? It's especially difficult for her. "

" Grandma, you clearly know about it, right? You already know about it from the night I started dancing with her, right? You've been tacitly allowing me to dance, so why do you need to ask when your teacher asks you to? Rejecting me time and time again. You can't stop me, so why do you have to make things difficult for Teacher? You just need to nod your head. The teacher will be satisfied. " Qiuhe burst out in silence. She had been suppressing herself for too long. However, when she said those words, she still didn't feel the slightest bit of relief. She also did not let out the breath she had imagined. She only felt a great tightness in her chest.

His grandmother's face, on the other hand, seemed to have lost the flow of blood in an instant. It was as pale as a sheet of paper. Even the red veins in her eyes were gone. All that was left was the white in her eyes. A certain towering mountain in his heart suddenly collapsed. Her eyes and ears were ringing, but the words of her granddaughter could still be clearly heard in her ears - you clearly know it, right? You knew it from the night I learned how to dance from her, right? You have been silently acquiescing to my dance! - - - This sentence rolled down like thunder, stirring up huge waves. Other than that, Her grandmother pretended not to hear anything else that Qiuhe had said. Her grandmother struggled to turn her neck. She refocused her gaze on the front of Qiuhe one by one. Her words lingered between her lips for a long time before she asked Qiuhe, "Hello, granddaughter. Little Qiuhe, what. . . What are you talking about!?"

"Grandma, I don't want to stay in Da Tea Village for the rest of my life, I don't want to. My teacher said that I can definitely fulfill my wish. I have to go all out. I can't let my teacher down either. "

" You've been bewitched by that woman from that city. " Qiuhe's grandmother glared at him. She knew very well that she shouldn't have said that. But she had to say that today. In fact, she didn't have any hatred towards the women who came from the city.

"Teacher, she didn't do anything wrong. It's you. It's you who has been looking at problems with your old eyes. You're afraid. You're afraid that you won't be able to control the autumn lotus. You're afraid that your family will lose me, the pillar of support! "

" You've really grown wings! "

"Yes. "

"[Yes?]"

"Yes, that's right!"

"Then you can leave. Get out of this house. Don't come back. Go and find your teacher. Do you know how many years this old house has been built for? When I was younger than you, I lived in this house. I don't need you to be the top pillar. I can do it. I'm your age, yet I don't have any knowledge or culture. . . And I haven't learned any dance. How about it? It shouldn't be too difficult to survive, right? You, a junior, can also live to be fierce with me, right? Without me, how could you be? I watched all kinds of people pass by me. Now is a different time. Decades passed just like that, and the vicissitudes of life changed drastically. Alright. Go and dance your so-called dance. I'll see how long you can keep up your strong front. "

Grandma didn't care about Qiu He's reaction at all. She brought her thoughts back from a distant place. She quietly walked into the house. When she reached the door, she stopped as expected. She turned her head and said, "It's a good bet, Little Autumn Lotus. Compared to your Peacock Dance, my cooking skills are nothing. I can't go on stage. But this simple business can fill one's stomach. Why don't you bet on me cooking a potato and dancing with you? Who can walk longer? Cough, cough, cough. . . "After saying that, she fiercely turned her head around and locked Qiuhe outside the door.

Qiuhe wiped her tears. She also thought for a while between Yu and Peacock Dance. After a while, she suddenly felt incomparably lonely, spiritual loneliness. There was also incomparable pain, physical pain. Her chest was so tight that she could only breathe smoothly when she raised her head.

She didn't know if she should take a step back or take a step forward. Yu Yu and Peacock Dance were two completely different paths. The door in front of them was like a tall city wall blocking the way. Grandma became very unfamiliar. The world also became unfamiliar. It seemed like she only had one choice left. After a while, She left her yard and closed the yard door. She walked towards the direction of Da Tea Village Primary School.

Inside the house. Grandma came to Grandpa's sickbed.

Qiuhe's grandfather was speechless, but his ears were exceptionally useful. Grandma didn't need to sense him at all. She knew that everything that had happened just now couldn't escape Grandpa Qiuhe's ears. Under his calm expression, What kind of emotional fluctuation was it? Grandma knew everything about him like the back of her hand. She opened her mouth bitterly, as if she was answering Grandpa Qiuhe's question. Even though he didn't ask. But Qiuhe's grandmother knew. . . He definitely wanted to hear it. "I knew that there would be such a day. Rather than making us a hindrance to her. . . Let her go. She's grown up. " After saying that, Grandma stared at her grandfather's yellow eyes. There were ripples of matter moving there. She knew what her old partner was thinking. Her daughter had always been this unconventional.

Grandma immediately said, "Her parents love to dance the peacock dance. "

Grandpa's eyes rolled down. The corner of his mouth was about to close. It was as if he was recalling the parents of the autumn lotus that Grandma had mentioned. A blurry image appeared in his mind. It was a scene from many years ago. The backs of the young men slowly disappeared at the foot of the Great Tea Mountain. They were drowned by the light. Their backs exuded endless yearning and desire for the future. There was also a feeling of pursuit and dream mixed within. The wrinkles on the old man's face loosened a bit. He turned around to think about his granddaughter, Qiuhe.

He did not say a word, but his grandmother answered as if she had sensed something, "Hope. Who doesn't? I also know that she should go to the mountain to take a look. But the two of us still can't fall. We have to do our best to grit our teeth and hold on as a way out for the child. She's still young after all. "