There lived a family on this side of the mountain, and there lived a family on the other side of the mountain. Whether it was a marriage in a previous life or the blessing of the gods and Buddhas, the housewives of both families were pregnant with a child at the same time. On an auspicious day, the two women went to the top of the mountain to boil mulberries and put on prayer flags. After worshiping God, the two of them sat cross-legged on the lawn, toasting and pouring tea with each other, and talking carefully at the same time, and the more they talked, the closer they became. When they parted, they agreed with each other that if they gave birth to boys in the future, they would be made brothers; if they were girls, they would be called sisters; if they were a man and a woman, they would be made husband and wife.
After a while, the woman in front of the mountain gave birth to a boy doll; the woman behind the mountain gave birth to a little girl. This little girl not only looked cute, but also had an unusual characteristic: as long as she smiled, a snow-white lotus flower would bloom on the ground. The boy's family was overjoyed when they learned of this situation, thinking that it was the good fortune of the previous life to find such a daughter-in-law.
Who knew that before the little girl was an adult, her grandmother had an incurable disease. Before she died, she called her husband to her side and mentioned her daughter's marriage again and again. She took out a pearl necklace and tied it around the little girl's neck, telling her to keep the necklace and the necklace. After saying that, she passed away sadly.
Year after year, the boy in front of the mountain grew into a strong young man; the little girl behind the mountain also grew into a beautiful big girl. One day, the man's family sent messengers, holding the auspicious Hada, to the girl's house to propose. At this time, the little girl already had a stepmother, and brought a younger sister than her. The stepmother heard that the family in front of the mountain was very rich, so she became evil and whispered in her husband's ear: "I think! Our eldest daughter is too stupid, and it will be a loss to be a daughter-in-law in other people's houses. I think we should marry the younger daughter to them!" The husband said: "No! When her mother was alive, I personally agreed to this marriage, and I can't forgive the dead." Therefore, he happily received the marriage proposal, and quickly set a wedding date.
On the day of the wedding, the stepmother got up early and took her daughter to see her off. The three of them walked and came to the blue lake. The stepmother said, "Bride, bride, your husband's house is ahead. Wash your face and comb your hair!" The girl listened to her words, knelt by the lake to wash her face, and sat by the lake to comb her hair. The heartless stepmother grabbed her necklace with one hand and pushed her into the lake with the other.
The stepmother drowned the daughter of her ex-wife, put the necklace on her daughter, put the new clothes on her daughter, and personally sent her to the house in front of the mountain to become a relative of the young man.
On the edge of the lake, there lived a poor old man and his wife. That night, the old woman went to the lake to carry the water and saw a beautiful pearl tree growing in the water. She stumbled and called the old man. The old man was so happy that he jumped into the water to pick pearls. The old woman shouted, "Don't pick it up, old man. Pull it out and carry it home and get it slowly!"
It took the old couple a lot of effort to carry the pearl tree into their hut until it was dark. The pearl tree was placed in the corner of the house, and suddenly moved softly, and finally turned into a beautiful girl. The old couple were so frightened that they thought they had encountered a devil, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed in prayer. The girl said, "Two old people, I am not a devil, I am the bride of the family in front of the mountain. My stepmother took my life necklace, put it on her daughter, and pretended to call my name, and became dear to the young man in front of the mountain. Now my sister is sleeping, and the necklace is hanging on the pillar, so that I can come back to life. Tomorrow morning, she will put on the necklace, and I will die again." The two old men felt sorry for the girl and said, "Girl, don't be sad, we will definitely help you get the necklace back."
Hearing this, the girl grinned, and there was a "jingle" in the house, and a snow-white lotus blossomed. The lotus was shining and fragrant all over the house. The girl plucked the lotus, gave it to the old man, and said, "Please sell this flower to the young man in front of the mountain! He asked how much it was, and you said it couldn't be less than a hundred gold coins."
The next day, the old man took the flower and sold it under the young man's window. The young man stuck his head out of the window, and his eyes were immediately illuminated by the lotus flower. He thought, "It is said that my wife, when she laughs, the white lotus will bloom on the ground. Since yesterday, she has been laughing and laughing non-stop. Why didn't a single flower grow? Besides, where did the old man get the white lotus flower? As the young man thought, he went downstairs and bought the snow-white lotus with a lot of money.
On the third day, at dawn, the old man took another white lotus flower and sold it under the young man's window. The young man hurriedly took a hundred gold coins and went downstairs to buy the flower. The old man hurriedly shook his hand and said, "I don't want gold coins this time, I want to change a pearl necklace." The young man wanted to know the origin of the white lotus, so he went back upstairs, took off the necklace quietly while the fake bride was still sleeping, and exchanged the white lotus with the old man.
The old man held the necklace and happily returned to the hut. He hung the pearl necklace on the pearl tree, and the tree swung gently, suddenly turning into a beautiful girl. The young man in front of the mountain was following the old man's footsteps into the door.
The old man happily shouted, "Hey, young man, this is your real bride. The one at home is fake, it's fake!" The old couple said one word to you, and I said the whole thing. The young man found his real wife, and there is no need to mention the joy. As for the girl, she was very happy when she saw her husband, and her laughter was like a silver bell, one after another, so that the small house was full of snow-white lotus flowers, beautiful and fragrant.
After two days, the stepmother was triumphant and came to her daughter with highland barley wine and gifts. When the young man saw her, he shouted loudly, "Girl, come out and pour tea!" It was none other than her eldest daughter had killed her. She was so ashamed that she blushed and could not say anything. The young man said, "Your heart is really more vicious than the Rakshasa girl! I won't beat you or scold you, take your daughter and go! At the same time, I have to say, you don't want to enter my house in this life!"
The stepmother had no choice but to take her crying daughter and slip away like a thief who was caught. From then on, the young man in front of the mountain and the girl behind the mountain became a happy couple and lived a happy life.