The morning light slowly drew the curtain, and it was another gorgeous and colorful morning, bringing freshness to the world.

The sun is warm, making people lazy and want to sleep with their eyes closed, a refreshing season, not dry or cool.

Pei Yue got up early, saw that the woman was still sleeping, and didn't want to disturb Song Anyang, so he went downstairs directly.

Song Jiancheng and his wife couldn't get out of their way yesterday and had to go to work; Today, the couple took leave together, wanting to entertain their daughter and son-in-law who came from afar.

Song Jiancheng saw Pei Yue going downstairs, so he opened his mouth and said: "It's still early, don't sleep much?" "It's just after six o'clock, which is pretty early.

For Song Jiancheng and his wife, they are used to getting up early, but young people are different!

When Pei Yue heard his father-in-law's words, the corners of his mouth slowly raised a slight smile, and he replied unhurriedly: "It's not too early." After finishing speaking, the man had already walked in front of Song Jiancheng, and his eyes swept over his father-in-law with a small hoe in his hand, and his eyes were slightly sluggish.

Song Jiancheng felt Pei Yue's gaze and glanced at the hoe in his hand, so he said with a smile: "Anyang, this kid, likes to eat sweet potatoes, I'll go to the field to dig a few." ”

When the words fell, Song Jiancheng was in a trance with the small hoe in his hand, and his eyes were drowning.

There has always been a small piece of sweet potato field at home, which Song Jian has prepared for Song Anyang all the year round.

When Pei Yue heard Song Jiancheng mention this, his eyes were slightly stunned, and he frowned, as if he was very surprised that Song Anyang liked to eat sweet potatoes, he seemed to have never heard Song Anyang mention it.

And at this time, Song Jiancheng mentioned this, but Pei Yue was very interested and said that he wanted to go over with Song Jiancheng.

It's rare that the young man doesn't dislike it, and Song Jiancheng is naturally happy to take Pei Yue over with him.

Because the time is still early, the early sun on the horizon has not fully risen, and the white mist is permeated all around, and in the haze, it makes people feel ethereal.

The small plot of land in Song Anyang's house, on the bank of the river, is planted with five rows of sweet potatoes, the land is fertile, and the sweet potatoes dug up are naturally full and fresh.

Although Song Jiancheng is middle-aged, his body is still extremely healthy, and it is not a problem to dig a few sweet potatoes.

just saw Pei Yue who went to the ground with him, and couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Yue, why don't you dig two for Anyang?" "Song Jiancheng is a person who came over, and yesterday I saw that the little couple had a very strong quarrel, so I wanted Xiao Yue to dig two sweet potatoes for Anyang.

Anyang, the child, was watched and raised by him since he was a child, and he was the easiest to be moved.

As long as he said that the sweet potato was dug by Xiaoyue, Anyang must be happy.

Pei Yue heard his father-in-law mention it, his eyes were slightly stunned, he looked down at the land under his feet, and he was silent for a moment, so he answered with a slight chin and squatted down to take Song Jiancheng's small hoe to dig sweet potatoes.

The man's movements are elegant, and his demeanor can always make people feel his incomparably noble origin.

Song Jiancheng saw Pei Yue squatting down, so he stood up, raised his eyes and looked at the river not far away, and couldn't help but sigh: "When Anyang was born, she didn't cry all the time, and the family was scared to think she was a mute." Song Jiancheng said this, paused, and finally said: "In the blink of an eye, she will get married." ”

Time flies, and those past passes are indeed very memorable, but the most important thing to be a person is to live in the present.

Happiness and unhappiness are both a kind of happiness in life.

When Pei Yue heard Song Jiancheng mention such a sentence, the movements in his hands stopped, and he continued to dig, only to reply slowly: "But she is still your daughter." ”

The man's words were to comfort Song Jiancheng's remembrance heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile slightly.

Song Anyang really doesn't like to talk very much, and he is always stuffy in his heart when there is something.

When Song Jiancheng heard Pei Yue's reply, he couldn't help but laugh on his face, feeling that what Pei Yue said was very popular with him.

People have changed more or less, and Anyang's has also changed, but Anyang has changed very little, and it is still the same as before.

However, Song Jiancheng is most fortunate that her daughter met someone who loves her.

Song Jiancheng and Pei Yue have a sentence to talk about, although the two are very different in status and thoughts, they have a common topic...... Song Anyang.

After digging sweet potatoes, the two met Song Anyang on the way home.

Song Anyang seemed to run out in a hurry, not only did he not change his clothes, but even his hair was messy, and when he saw Pei Yue and her father walking together, his originally anxious and confused eyes instantly came over.

He stood there for a moment, blushing again, turned around and ran home.

Song Jiancheng stood in place and shouted Song Anyang twice, but he didn't shout, so he shook his head and said, "This kid, why is it getting more and more untaught." Although he felt that Song Anyang should not be like this, he still drowned his daughter.

When Pei Yue heard Song Jiancheng's words, he just smiled, and he didn't think that Song Anyang was not taught, but it was very good.

Song Anyang ran fast, Pei Yue and Song Jiancheng went home as if they were walking, put down the sweet potato, and Song Anyang's mother took it to wash it and steam it in the pot.

Song Jiancheng was originally sitting in the living room with Pei Yue, but as soon as he sat down, as if he remembered something, he got up and shouted Song Anyang.

If you don't respond to a sentence, it's the second and third sentences.

It wasn't until Song Anyang was called that Song Jiancheng shouted Song Anyang downstairs.

Song Anyang ran out of the door unkempt before, but he had already packed himself, wearing a simple sportswear, the shoes on his feet had not changed, and he still had the same pair of slippers, his hair was combed casually and tied behind his head.

It looks simple and clean.

Pei Yue saw Song Anyang go downstairs, his eyes were quenched with a drowning color, and he sat in place without moving, just looking at the woman's figure quietly, shining.

Song Jiancheng saw Song Anyang coming downstairs, and said: "It's still early, you lead Xiaoyue out for a walk, and I'll go to the kitchen to help." When the words fell, Song Jiancheng didn't wait for Song Anyang to respond, and stepped into the kitchen.

Song Jiancheng left, and Pei Yue shouted to Song Anyang: "Come here." ”

Song Anyang was shouted by the man, his face became a little unnatural, he pursed his lips, but he still walked up to the man and slowly sat beside him.

When she got up in the morning, she didn't see Pei Yue, thinking that the man left silently.

I didn't know why, she was a little anxious, and ran downstairs in a hurry, when she saw Pei Yue and her father together, her heart was happy and sour, and finally she was a little embarrassed, so she turned her head and ran home in a hurry.

When the man saw the woman sitting beside him, he stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around the woman's waist, as if he could see what the woman was thinking, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said quite seriously: "If I want to leave, I will tell you before leaving, if you are reluctant, go back with me." The man's voice was low, like freshly plucked red wine, fragrant and intoxicating.

Hearing this, the woman's face was slightly stunned, and she shook her head without hesitation and said, "It's rare for me to come back." ”

In other words, there is no hurry to return to the capital.