After nightfall, Jiang Huijia lit four candles to illuminate the East House. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She is never stingy in this regard, she is used to fluorescent lamps and incandescent lamps in modern society, and lighting only four candles is already a very low-key move for Jiang Huijia.

She likes to read books at night, and it hurts her eyes if the candles aren't lit a little.

Song Yi also likes to read books at night, and there were no books to read at home before, only a few enlightenment books and medical books bought by Jiang Huijia, so he took the medical books to read. Now that he has come to his scripture and history book, Song Yi is holding a copy of "The Analects", and he can't put it down.

As the night deepened, Jiang Huijia went to look at the scale on the leaky pot, and unconsciously arrived at the hour.

If it is still in modern times, nine o'clock in the evening is just the beginning of nightlife, but in ancient times, nine o'clock in the evening was already very late.

Especially in small villages like Qingshan Village, villagers often fall asleep soon after dark in order to save lights and candles.

After Jiang Huijia came to ancient times for a period of time, she was used to going to bed early and getting up early. Especially when she was still thinking about making two more steel nails for Song Yi, she wanted to urge Song Yi to sleep.

She first accepted the half of "A Thousand Golden Fangs" in her hand, and then walked up to Song Yi and shouted to him softly.

Song Yi didn't hear it, so Jiang Huijia shouted again.

"Lady?" Song Yi came to his senses, raised his head, and glanced at Jiang Huijia with a slightly misty look.

Jiang Huijia rarely saw him look like this, and she felt like her heart was beating at the moment.

She hurriedly put her hand on the page spread out in front of Song Yi, tilted her head slightly and said, "It's all time, you still haven't slept yet?"

There is a leaky pot on the high stool next to the bed in the east house, which is also Jiang Huijia's dowry object.

Song Yi's face was slightly red, his mouth was dry, and his mind was full of voices like "The lady invited me to sleep" for a while. He pretended to be calm and nodded, coughing lightly in his throat, "Well, okay, I'll go to sleep right away." ”

They are used to washing up after eating, so they can go to bed after collecting their books.

Jiang Huijia usually urged Song Yi to fall asleep, but Song Yi's reaction has always been normal, and she has never been like this, so that Jiang Huijia was warmed up by him.

"San Lang," Jiang Huijia's mind was a little confused, and she blurted out a question that she had usually thought about but never asked, "What about your old books, where did all your old books go?"

Before Jiang Huijia bought him books this time, Song Yi only had a few Mongolian reading materials such as "Thousand Character Text" left.

But Song Yi is a person who has taken the Tongsheng exam and has long been prepared to take the Xiucai exam. It is impossible for him to read only a few books like this, in fact, Jiang Huijia has long discovered that he has learned a lot in his chest, and he has secretly given him the title of "Xueba".

Therefore, it is not normal for him to have no books around him, and Jiang Huijia has speculated about this, she thinks that Song Yi was bullied by the Yu family when his leg disease was the most serious, so it caused the embarrassing situation of having no books around him.

But speculation is just speculation after all, Jiang Huijia has never really asked Song Yi this question in person.

This is because she doesn't want to poke people sadly, but secondly, because Jiang Huijia didn't care enough about Song Yi in the past, so she has a bit of a sense that she has nothing to do with herself, and she doesn't bother to ask.

At this time, she blurted out a question.

This question was asked impulsively, and the moment she asked it, Jiang Huijia herself felt both inexplicable and nervous.

She even lightened her breath all of a sudden, just waiting for Song Yi's answer.

Song Yi seemed to be stunned for a moment, he paused for a moment, and the light red on his face faded: "Those books ......"

He shook his head and chuckled nonchalantly: "At that time, I couldn't move due to a leg injury, and Lang Zhong in the town said it wouldn't be better." Yu Shi used the excuse that it was a waste for me to read books again, so he moved all my books to the fifth brother's room. ”

Sure enough, it was moved away by the Yu family!

This answer was not Jiang Huijia's expectation, but the answer that came out was obviously different from the answer that was guessed.

She looked at Song Yi with a look of no concern, looking at his sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, his expression was bright, looking at his ancient costumes and antique charm, but in her heart she only felt that he was very real.

It seems that she has traveled through thousands of years, and it is only until this moment that she feels more and more clearly the truth of the past and present lives.

It's all true, the existence of the past life is true, and the existence of this life is even more true!

Although life is like a play, for the people in the play, all the joys and sorrows are real, and in people's hearts, everyone knows it.

Jiang Huijia said in a low voice: "All kinds of yesterday, such as yesterday's death, today's everything, such as today's birth." ”

Song Yi chewed on her words and said with a smile: "The sage said, the deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night." I have established myself today, followed tomorrow, and traveled all the way to see better scenery. Yesterday's foolish people couldn't move my mind a bit. What the lady said was great!"

The more he chewed Jiang Huijia's words, the more he felt that this simple sentence had infinite meaning and could be called timeless. His phoenix eyes were fixed on Jiang Huijia, and the light in his eyes was deep.

Jiang Huijia only understood the meaning of Song Yi's words after a while, and the state of her heart was like this for a while: "......"

Oops! Wrong thing again!

Where did the phrase "all kinds of yesterday" come from?

That's right! It's the Ming Dynasty's "Four Disciplines"!

I......

There are thousands of divine beasts rushing in her heart, and she can't even vomit herself.

Sure enough, crossing this thing is not something that ordinary people can bear, and saying the wrong thing at every turn is really tiring.

The famous words of Mr. Yuan Lifan in the Ming Dynasty obviously could not have appeared in the Dajing Dynasty!

So, did Song Yi take what she just said as her original meaning?

Jiang Huijia was in a cold sweat on her back, and for a while she only felt that it was not an explanation, nor was it a tacit acquiescence.

She is one head and two big, and all the previous thoughts are gone at this time. He simply said: "Since you call me a great good, should you listen to me?"

Well, the ladies are all rude, of course they should listen to the ladies.

Song Yi nodded decisively: "Naturally, they all listen to the lady!"

Jiang Huijia urged him to fall asleep again: "Rest quickly, you need to get up early tomorrow!"

Song Yi smiled: "What the lady said is true. "I pushed the wheelchair and turned it into the room.

After all, it was still a little inconvenient when I went to bed, and I needed Jiang Huijia's help.

Jiang Huijia skillfully stepped forward to help, but Song Yi's ears were still slightly red.

Finally tossing, everyone lay down in the quilt, and Jiang Huijia breathed a sigh of relief. looked at Song Yi beside him, and felt a sense of peace in his heart.

Song Yi fell asleep very quickly, and after lying down, he only said one or two words of pre-sleep gossip to Jiang Huijia, then closed his eyes, and his breathing quickly became even.

Jiang Huijia could easily tell if he was asleep by the sound of his breathing.

As soon as she felt that he had really fallen asleep, Jiang Huijia immediately turned over, took a silver needle, and pricked him with a sleep aid needle first.

(To be continued.) )