Chapter 1: The Strange Red Cheongsam
2. Go to Wuzhen
The man quickly apologized, raised his head and glanced at them casually, exclaimed in surprise: "Ghost!", and ran away quickly without knowing where.
At this time, the bus started to move slowly. A lady came to check the tickets and asked, "Are you two going to Wuzhen for a tour?"
Niao Niao was waiting for the rain, but the rain never came. The dim light leaked into a boudoir through the screen window painted with a picture of a bird. The screen mirror in front of the screen window reflected a woman as bright as a peony. She didn't look at her own stunning face, but looked up at the oil-painted picture of a waiting girl that had been lost. Suddenly, she smiled gently, like a bud waiting to bloom.
Wu Yu casually glanced at the ticket inspector and found that the girl was very pretty, probably from a water village. She had dark eyes, healthy fair skin, and a clear and pleasant voice. He thought it was a waste to have such a girl on the bus.
Xiaoxue then said strangely: "Guess."
"What did you see?" Wu Yu and Yunyun continued to ask.
"Legend has it that there was a wealthy businessman in Wuzhen in the late years of the Republic of China. His family had a blue and white porcelain handed down from generation to generation. It is said that a stunning woman is depicted on the blue and white porcelain, and this blue and white porcelain is priceless, as if there is some secret hidden behind it. The wealthy businessman has a daughter, who is said to be the reincarnation of a white fox, and her beauty is enough to stun Xi Shi. Almost no one in Wuzhen has seen her, but every night a lingering string music that seems to be from another world can be heard from that house. But it seems that some people say that they have seen an enchanting woman in a pink cheongsam and a maid in a white cheongsam always walking towards the river on rainy nights, and the maid always holds an oil-paper umbrella with a picture of Xi Shi painted on it..." Xiaoxue spoke quickly and beautifully.
"Hey, why don't you watch your steps?" The man almost bumped into the young lady and cursed.
Xiaoxue was about to say something to them, but the other passengers on the bus suddenly shouted excitedly, "We're here, we're here, it's really beautiful, this trip was not in vain—"
After Wu Yu and Yun Yun discussed and decided to go to Wuzhen, Wu Yu asked for leave from work, and Yun Yun stayed at home to prepare the necessary items for the trip to Wuzhen. Before they set off, they did not forget to bring their professional tools. Wu Yu is a photographer, and Yun Yun is an unknown painter.
"Even the blue and white porcelain handed down from generation to generation can't have a face as beautiful as mine?" She moved her red lips slightly, and a silky voice floated out.
After they got off the bus, Xiaoxue smiled and waved to them, saying that they would see each other again if there was a chance. Wu Yu and Yunyun smiled and waved back at her.
When they saw such beautiful scenery, their mood suddenly brightened.
"What did that man see?" Wu Yu and Yunyun couldn't help but ask in surprise.
The maid turned around and picked up a paper umbrella with a picture of Xi Shi painted on it. She then helped the young lady open the lattice door and slowly walked towards the riverside with the young lady holding the umbrella.
Yunyun thought she was very enthusiastic, so she asked her if she knew No. 109 Minxin Road.
"What's going on--" the passengers on the bus scolded.
"No matter how the blue and white porcelain is depicted, no matter how beautiful the woman on the vase is, it is not as good as the smile in your eyes, young lady." The maid looked at the mist and rain outside the window through the screen. She didn't understand why her parents gave her a name that was as soft as mist and rain.
After hearing this, they looked at Xiaoxue in surprise. Xiaoxue seemed to sense their uneasiness and suddenly lowered her voice and whispered, "The houses in that area seem to have been built during the Republic of China. I heard there is such a story there..."
Yunyun looked at her politely and smiled, "No, we are going to look for someone."
Xiaoxue suddenly frowned and murmured, " I seem to have heard of it, but it seems that no one lives in that area anymore."
They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
"Niao Niao, let's go out. It's boring staying in the room." Luo Xin said as he slowly moved his weak body.
“Miss Luo Xin, your beauty is like a wisp of drifting mist. Even though it is thousands of miles away across the river, I can still feel your beauty.” A maidservant spoke softly behind the young lady, her voice as beautiful as the plucking of a guitar string.
There were almost no pedestrians on the street. A young man was running towards them in a hurry. His eyes were blinded by the mist and rain, and he didn't notice them in front of him.
Wu Yu and Yunyun looked out the window and saw a clear, green river surrounding Wuzhen, and the ancient houses in Wuzhen were in full view.
"Is this the most beautiful story in Wuzhen? Then what exactly is the blue and white porcelain handed down from generation to generation like? Is that beautiful lady and her maid just a legend?" Yunyun feels that folk legends all have their origins.They hurried to the airport, luckily there was the last flight to Zhejiang in the morning, but the plane did not go directly to Wuzhen. Instead, they transferred to Wuzhen after getting off the plane in Zhejiang.
"Well..." Xiaoxue was about to say something when the car suddenly braked. She was startled and almost fell down.
The drizzle made the bluestone street spotless.
After arriving at Zhejiang Airport, they did not take a taxi to save money, but took bus 308 to Wuzhen. After they got on the bus and found a seat, they found that the bus was full. They were secretly glad that they hurried, otherwise they would have to wait two or three more hours for a bus.
They smiled gently and continued walking towards the river.
Xiaoxue stood firm on her feet, looked at them and suddenly made a face, saying faintly, "I didn't see anything."
"Who are you looking for? I, Xiaoxue, grew up in Wuzhen. I know almost everyone in Wuzhen." Xiaoxue showed a charming smile on her pretty face.