There is a courtyard similar to a courtyard in the back house of the Yang family, and there are only two people living in the huge courtyard, Li Xiuzhu's mother and son, and the next house has long been emptied, and it feels cold and deserted as soon as you come in.

In one corner of the courtyard hangs a light bulb under the eaves, and the rate of the bulb is so low that it is only enough to illuminate a small corner. The cold wind blows, and the dim light sways with the light bulbs. In the faint light, Li Xiuzhu, dressed as a young woman, was scrubbing her clothes vigorously.

After washing for a while, Li Xiuzhu's hands were lifted from the cold water and put them to her mouth for a few breaths of heating. Although it is not yet winter, the weather in the north is already very cold. Li Xiuzhu's white hands, which used to have ten fingers that were not touched by the spring water, are now red and swollen and sores frozen by the cold laundry water.

The former eldest lady of the Li family, Jinyi and Yushi have never worked. But now, she has to do everything herself, even the dirty and smelly toilet, she has to take it out and clean it every day.

Life is really realistic.

Li Xiuzhu rubbed her hands vigorously, felt the warmth between the palms rubbing, took a breath of cold air, and soaked her hands in the wooden basin for laundry again.

At this moment, a faint sigh suddenly came from in front of him. The voice appeared silently, like a ghost in the night.

Li Xiuzhu was startled, Huo Di jumped up, and was shocked to see a dark figure standing not far in front of her.

Li Xiuzhu subconsciously wanted to scream with a frightened face, but at this time, the figure Huo Di, who was only more than ten meters away from her, disappeared from her sight, and the next second she was already standing beside her, and before she had time to scream, a warm, calloused big hand gently covered her mouth. At the same time, a low and slightly trembling voice whispered, "Xiuzhu...... It's ...... me."

At the same time as hearing this voice, Li Xiuzhu was like an electric shock, and suddenly trembled violently, and her body suddenly became stiff. She opened her eyes wide to see the person in front of her, but no matter how she opened her eyes, her vision was blurred by the tears that burst out of her eyes.

Feng Danquan gently let go of the hand covering her mouth, and looked at the woman in front of him with a distressed expression. He opened his mouth slightly and wanted to speak, but the words that filled his stomach were all blocked in his throat, leaving only a bitter smile on his face.

Trembling her lips slightly, Li Xiuzhu held back for a long time before she trembled and muttered in disbelief: "Ah Quan?"

Feng Danquan showed a trace of bitterness on his face and nodded lightly.

Li Xiuzhu trembled, her cold hand slowly stretched out to his face and stroked it gently, feeling the real temperature coming from his face, hot tears poured down again, and choked up: "You're not dead?"

Feng Danquan was stunned for a moment, but still shook his head gently.

Li Xiuzhu threw herself into his arms and cried: "You're not dead, you're really not dead! I knew you wouldn't die! My dad said you were crushed to death in the mine...... I...... I ......"

Hearing her words, Feng Danquan's face suddenly changed a few times, the coldness in his eyes flashed and disappeared, and when his gaze fell on Li Xiuzhu's show, it immediately turned into a wisp of tenderness. He is no longer the stunned young man he was five years ago, and when he heard Li Xiuzhu say this, he immediately knew that this qiē was the ghost of Li Xiuzhu's father. No wonder, he only left for less than half a year, and she married into the Yang family. It wasn't that she had betrayed the oath between them, but that she thought he was dead......

Sighing softly, Feng Danquan suppressed the anger in his heart against Boss Li, and gently stroked Li Xiuzhu's show.

Li Xiuzhu hugged Feng Danquan tightly, and she hugged her very tightly.

Feng Danquan's appearance made her very excited, but on the other hand, she was also very scared.

Afraid that it was just a beautiful dream, I let go and woke up from the dream.

If it was really just a dream, she hoped never to wake up again. Just hold it like this, for the rest of your life......

Li Xiuzhu hid in Feng Danquan's arms crying and laughing, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances of the past few years. And Feng Danquan also hugged her silently, letting her tears and snot wet his clothes.

After a long time, Li Xiuzhu's crying gradually stopped. Feng Danquan looked down and couldn't help but smile, it turned out that Li Xiuzhu was tired of crying, and he actually fell asleep in his arms. Seeing that the lover in his arms had become yellow and thin due to long-term lack of nutrition, Feng Dan couldn't help but feel a heart-wrenching pain. Turning his head and glancing at the Yang family's mansion outside the courtyard, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

A cold night breeze blows, swaying the light bulbs hanging under the eaves from side to side. The two elongated shadows on the ground that were hugging each other also swayed with the dim light.

Li Xiuzhu seemed to be a little cold, shrunk her neck, leaned her face into Feng Danquan's arms, felt the warmth coming from his chest, and only smiled on her face that was still stained with tears.

Feng Danquan's fingers gently brushed her face, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. After a long silence, he gently picked her up and walked into the room. When he came to the bed in the bedroom, Feng Danquan was still sleeping on the bed with a child who looked like he was three or four years old. His fingers jumped twice without a trace, and there was a hint of ugliness on his face. But when he looked down at Li Xiuzhu, who still had tears on her face in her sleep, there was a sense of tenderness in her eyes.

Sighing, Feng Danquan shook his head with a wry smile, gently placed her beside the child, and gently covered her with the quilt. Then, he crouched on the side of the bed and looked at her quietly.

At this moment, Feng Danquan is no longer a shadow assassin who has been fighting on the Western killer list for two years, which makes people talk about the tiger. He is now just an infatuated man, quietly guarding his beloved woman, watching her, guarding her......

Li Xiuzhu seems to have really slept very soundly, five years of depressed life made her tired, today I suddenly saw Feng Danquan who came back from the dead, she vented all the grievances in the past five years in an instant, and cried until she was physically and mentally exhausted and fell asleep. She slept soundly this night, and she had never been safe. Even the son next to her kicked the quilt in the middle of the night, she didn't realize it. It's still Feng Danquan's quilt that was re-covered for the child.

And this night, Feng Danquan did not leave again......

I don't know how long it took, but there was a faint rooster crowing from far away. Feng Danquan knew that it was time to go, although he was reluctant, he still had a lot to do. Gently, leaving a deep kiss on Li Xiuzhu's forehead, he murmured softly, "Xiuzhu, wait for me for a few more days." I'll let you walk out of the Yang family with dignity!"

Coming out of the room, Feng Danquan first looked up at the sky that had not yet brightened, and then looked down at Li Xiuzhu's half-washed clothes last night, with a smile on his face. He squatted down and helped Li Xiuzhu wash all the clothes and hang them on the shelf, before Shi Shiran walked out of the deserted courtyard.

The next morning, there was a little turmoil in the Yang family. When Li Xiuzhu's husband, Yang Sanshao, a widowed aunt woke up in the morning to freshen up, she found that she had lost a few gold ornaments, and at the same time, a single servant in her yard was nowhere to be found. Everyone suspected that this subordinate had stolen the crime and absconded, and soon the Yang family scattered people to find this escaped subordinate. In less than half a day, they found the body of a subordinate who had been beaten to death with a stick in an alley far away from the Yang family's mansion, and the ornaments on his body were also missing.

After a preliminary investigation, the police suspected that this subordinate had stolen the gold ornaments and escaped and handed them over to his accomplices, and his accomplices were motivated to make money, or they were unevenly dirty and black, so they accidentally beat him to death.

No matter what the reason, the Yang family was not interested in focusing on this trivial matter, and after it was handed over to the police for investigation, the matter came to an end, and it did not cause much trouble in the Yang family. After all, the death of a subordinate and the loss of a few ornaments are not enough for the Yang family, who have a big family.

And this subordinate who was beaten to death was the person who was arrested by Feng Danquan last night and forced to ask where Li Xiuzhu was.

The next night, Feng Danquan sneaked into Yang's house again and touched the compound where Li Xiuzhu lived without alerting anyone. As soon as he came in, Yang Xiuzhu, whose cheeks were now frozen and crimson, was still standing in the courtyard, stretching his neck and looking at the door, looking anxiously as if he was waiting for someone.

After seeing Feng Danquan last night, Li Xiuzhu's heart, which had been dead for five years, came back to life. When she woke up this morning, she thought she was just dreaming, but when she saw the laundry washed and dried in the yard, she knew that what happened last night was not a dream. Because she has always dried her underwear and outer clothes separately, and on this drying rack, both underwear and outer clothes are hung together, which is definitely not hung by her own hands. Also, she always kept the tub for washing clothes in the corner, not by the well. Now that she has this, Li Xiuzhu knows that someone has helped her wash her clothes, and that person is only Feng Danquan, who she has been concerned about for five years.

At this moment, Li Xiuzhu was waiting with some expectation and some trepidation, she believed that if the person last night was really Feng Danquan, he would definitely come again today. Although she wanted to see him again, she was afraid to see him again. It's like a child who has done something wrong and doesn't dare to meet the blame of his parents. In such a conflicted mood, she finally saw him again.

Neither of them spoke, looking at each other silently. Affectionately, with tears in his eyes.

After a long time, Li Xiuzhu threw herself into Feng Danquan's arms and sobbed quietly. Feng Danquan also continued to hold her and gently stroked her back.

This time, Li Xiuzhu did not lose control like yesterday, and reluctantly left Feng Danquan's arms after crying for a long time. Sobbing and saying, "Ah Quan......"

Feng Danquan smiled slightly, gently wiped away the tears on her face, covered her frozen red and swollen hands, pursed her lips, and squeezed out her throat softly in a dry voice: "In the past few years, how have you been?"

Li Xiuzhu's tearful face showed a wry smile.

Feng Danquan blamed himself and said, "I'm sorry, I ......"

Li Xiuzhu covered his lips and shook her head gently. After a while, she choked up and said, "I'm sorry for you." ”

Feng Danquan hugged her gently and comforted: "It's not your fault, I know...... Over the years, I've suffered you. ”

Li Xiuzhu is like a child who longs for warmth, hiding in his arms and greedily feeling his care.

After a long time, Li Xiuzhu raised her head and whispered, "Let's talk about it when we enter the house?"

"Hmm. Feng Danquan nodded.

The two of them held hands and walked into a room that looked like a living room, and in those days houses were not suites like they are now. All rich families have a row of rooms, a house is a bedroom, a house has a living room, a dining room, and so on.

There was only one wall between the living room and the bedroom, and the two sat down holding hands, both bowing their heads and not daring to speak first, and the atmosphere fell into a certain embarrassment for a while.

After a while, Feng Danquan took the lead and said, "That...... Is it your son?"

Li Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment, her face was a little unnatural and ugly, and she nodded bitterly.

"What's his name?"

"Sub-business. Li Xiuzhu said softly. He bowed his head deeply, not daring to look into his eyes.

Feng Dan's color changed slightly, and he smiled bitterly in a self-deprecating tone: "The son succeeds the father's business?"

"Not really. Li Xiuzhu hurriedly raised her head and explained: "I took this name from a poem. ”

After a pause, she read eloquently: "The guest is happy with the lantern flowers, and Feng Cao is born with flowers." There is a child really with the valley mouth, the industry heavy Kansai to follow the daimyo. ”

Feng Danquan touched his nose and let him fight and kill people, he was very good, but reading poetry was really not his specialty. After listening to it for a long time, I couldn't tell what this poem had to do with the name.

Li Xiuzhu said a little shyly: "Actually...... I named him after this poem because of the character Feng in it. ”

Feng Danquan was stunned for a long time, and finally showed a touching smile on his face.

"Feng Cao is born in flowers. There is a child really with the valley mouth, the industry heavy Kansai to follow the daimyo. Each of these three lines of poetry has one character, Feng, Zi, and Ye.

Although Yang Ziye was not born to Feng Danquan and Li Xiuzhu, Li Xiuzhu imagined in his heart that he was the son of himself and Feng Danquan, so he used this poem to name him.

No matter how illiterate Feng Danquan is, he understands what Li Xiuzhu is thinking. He shook her hand movingly, sighed and asked, "How have you been doing all these years?"

Li Xiuzhu raised her head, lowered her head and said, "It's okay...... If it weren't for the fact that I had a sub-business, I would ......"

Li Xiuzhu's eyes turned red, and she quietly cried again.

Feng Danquan pinched his heart, and was about to divert the topic and say something to make her happy, Li Xiuzhu was already wiping her red and swollen eyes, sobbing and said: "