After a long time, the housekeeper ran over with a panicked face, "Young master, is there something?" ”

"Where have you been, only come here in the middle of the day?! What about Madame? ”

"Oh, I'm in the backyard to deliver my wife. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"What? We just got married yesterday! She-" Qing Xuan's face turned green with anger. What the hell is this, I didn't see her pregnant before, and besides, they haven't had sex together. He roared so loudly that he almost deafened the butler's eardrums.

"Young master, you misunderstood, we are helping the ewes in the pasture to give birth. Didn't Mr. Bai send a batch of goats a few days ago, and two ewes were pregnant. Madame specially instructed me to keep an eye on these two ewes, saying that I am afraid that they will give birth recently.

When Mrs. To-morning got up, she noticed that something was wrong with the two ewes, and she called me up. I went to look and saw that they were all a little difficult to give birth, but luckily I had learned how to deliver sheep at the previous owner's house, so I went over to help. Finally, the two ewes gave birth to two lambs. After the butler said this in one breath, his face flushed.

Qing Xuan looked down at his hands, and sure enough, his hands were stained with blood, and there was a fishy smell on his body.

“…… Ah, that's it. Qing Xuan's tone was much calmer, "Then take me to see it." ”

"Young master, you better go back to the house and put on some clothes before you go, don't catch a cold." The housekeeper was yelled at by the master just now, not only was he not angry, but he also thought about the master everywhere. Qing Xuan felt a little uncomfortable.

But he insisted, "No, I'm not cold." With that, he walked in the direction of the pasture.

In early spring and February, the spring cold was steep, and the biting cold wind made him shiver for a while. He felt his scalp tighten and his limbs were so cold that every inch of his skin seemed to freeze.

Qing Xuan squatted beside Bingyu with his hands and knees, watching her wipe the body of the newborn lamb. After wiping them clean, place them next to the ewe. They naturally go looking for the **** of the ewe, and then suck it up like crazy. After giving birth, the ewes look tired. They lie down on thick pasture grass to rest.

"Housekeeper, you can ask your subordinates to boil some rice soup for the ewes to drink in a while, and remember to add some egg yolk when you boil." After arranging the ewe and lamb, Bing Yu handed over the rest to the housekeeper.

Qing Xuan was so cold that his upper and lower teeth fought, and when he and Bingyu returned to the bedroom, he sneezed one after another.

"Ahh

"Look, let you wear so little, don't you have a cold." Bing Yu muttered as she draped him in a thick cotton robe.

"Well, you and I can go and lie under the covers for a while." Qing Xuan grabbed Bing Yu and didn't let him leave his side. Yesterday he drank a lot of wine, and he still hadn't made out with his new wife.

"You go to lie down in the bed first, and I'll go to the kitchen to make you a bowl of ginger soup." Bing Yu said thoughtfully.

"No, you just cover me. Your body temperature works better than ginger soup. Qing Xuan hugged his wife from behind and whispered in her ear.

Bingyu couldn't resist her husband, so she had to get into the bed with him. The two of them spent a long time in the bed, and finally infected Bingyu with a cold. Bingyu felt like two corks were stuffed into her nose, blocking her mouth instead of breathing.

It's not enough to be tired of being in the bed, and neither of them has eaten in the morning. Bingyu said, "You lie down, I'll cook some food." When it's done, I'll call you up to eat. ”

"Hmm."

After some warmth, Qing Xuan's heart felt a great sense of satisfaction. He sniffled as he wrapped the red satin quilt tightly, thinking to himself, if only he had a TV to watch or a mobile phone to play with. Now there is nothing, it's just boring to death.

Bingyu got out of bed with her clothes on, went to the kitchen to cook white rice, and cooked two more dishes.

"Scrambled eggs with cucumbers, scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Eggs are really omnipotent. Qing Xuan stuffed two paper rolls in his nostrils, and said angrily.

Bingyu brought ginger soup from the kitchen, and five large pieces of ginger floated on the red soup, as if five sailboats were preparing to set sail.

"Drink the ginger soup first, and your cold will be cured tomorrow." Bing Yuxi's red lips moved, and her two curved willow eyebrows were like two curved beautiful mountains and moons.

Bingyu also prepared a bowl for herself, and the two drank it while it was hot. After the ginger soup was in his stomach, his body was really hot a lot, and Qing Xuan's head was also slightly sweaty.

While eating, he tossed the paper ball off his nose aside, which was too much of a breathing reck. You can't eat at the same time, you have to breathe with it.

It may be that Qingxuan is too hungry, or he was cold just now, and he needs to consume a lot of food to replenish calories at this time, so he doesn't care about his image when he eats.

Bing Yu saw that he was eating so deliciously, and he was not very reluctant to eat the vegetables, and almost sandwiched the dishes into his bowl.

"Don't always clip me, you can eat more." Qing Xuan said while holding chopsticks.

"No, I'm not hungry." Bingyu picked up the rice grains and occasionally sandwiched two slices of cucumber.

Qing Xuan saw that Bingyu didn't pick up vegetables, so he took a large chopstick dish and put it into the Bingyu bowl, then looked up at her and grinned.

After a gust of wind and clouds, Qing Xuan touched his belly contentedly: "Well, I'm full." ”

While Bingyu was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, the maid came into the house and reported that the ewes had been fed, but the horses were running out of forage and needed to go to the market to buy some.

Bingyu said, "You and the housekeeper should eat first." I left you food in the pot. After eating, it's not too late for you to go to the butler to get some money. ”

The servant agreed.

Breakfast (Actually, it's almost noon now, and they basically eat breakfast and lunch together.) The two of them slept under the covers again. This time they were sweating profusely, and when they woke up, they were even wet. But the cold is mostly better.

For dinner, Bingyu made shredded potatoes with garlic, stir-fried meat with green peppers, spinach and egg drop soup, and two rice. Because he ate too much at noon, he hadn't digested it much, Qing Xuan ate very slowly this time, he picked up the shredded meat in the dish and ate it, while puffing out his cheeks and protesting: "Why do you just order shredded meat like this?" Is there no meat left in our house? ”

"Now you can't eat more meat when you have a cold, when you get better, I'll stew a pot of braised pork for you, make sure you eat enough." When Bingyu said this, she suddenly remembered that Jia Baoyu suffered from a cold in "A Dream of Red Mansions", and Shi Lao Taijun instructed his subordinates not to give Baoyu meat, saying that meat was a hair thing, and eating it would make the cold more serious.

"Okay. That's a reason. That's - we can always have a drink. Qing Xuan thought, he was hungry enough at noon, and he forgot to drink, there was nothing wrong with this, it should be okay to drink some.

"Drinking—" Bing Yu thought, drinking alcohol can warm her body, and it should be good for colds, so she nodded and said, "You can still drip some wine." So he went to the cupboard and took his daughter's red and took two wine glasses.

When he arrived at Qingxuan, he poured wine from both glasses, and the husband and wife talked while drinking, which was very warm and romantic.

After dinner, it was completely dark. The moon had not yet risen, and the courtyard was pitch black. The maid lit the lanterns in the yard one by one with candles, and then carried the fodder to feed the horses. In the afternoon he went to the East Market and bought a sack of forage, which was estimated to be enough for the horses to feed for a few days.

Qing Xuan found all the fireworks in the warehouse. Most of these fireworks were obtained for New Year's missions, and he deliberately kept them until now. He thought about how romantic it would be to bring his bride to set off fireworks on the wedding night.

Bingyu is afraid of the cold and doesn't really want to go to the yard to see the flowers. Qingxuan coaxed her and said that as long as she persevered, it would be fine. He put on her a thick nightgown and put his own coat over her.

Bingyu's nose was a little breathless, and she smelled his body fragrance attached to the big one, which was a faint, hormonal body fragrance, which belonged only to males.

Bang, with a muffled sound, a firework burst into the night sky, followed by a brilliant firework exploding in the black velvety dome;

Squeak-bang-another firework exploded in the night sky;

Boom - boom ——, boom – boom——, countless fireworks set off on the dome.

The fireworks are colorful and glowing with strange colors in the vast universe, and the beauty of this moment is shocking and soul-stirring.

Bing Yu snorted, her hands were hidden in the big cloud, she stood on the steps in front of the door, her neck tilted, and her two pupils were full of brilliance. Is their love also like this firework, beautiful and short-lived?

I heard that marriage is the grave of love, do you still want to get married? She asked him.

Of course, he replied, without the slightest hesitation. Because without marriage, I will die without a place to be buried.

She was very satisfied with this answer. So today, they interpret love in the form of marriage, rather than burying it.

Through the night sky, he looked at her. He thought that no matter how far their love could go, at least for this moment, they were happy. They have each other, respect each other, trust each other, cherish each other, and the relationship in reality is nothing more than that.

Back in the house, the moon had already risen. The moonlight stained the floor of the hall as if it had been waxed. The starlight dimmed, and the entire capital became quieter.

"I'll play you a tune." Bing Yu took the guqin she bought when she was married and placed it in the middle of the ground.

The guqin was what they saw when they passed by the thrift market, although it was only fifty percent new, but the tone was not bad at all, and the price was not expensive, so Qingxuan bought it.

"Okay."

Bingyu's big coat has been taken off, and now she has changed into a bright red silk nightgown, she stroked the strings, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her lips opened lightly, and she sang:

Didn't think about it

In this fairytale world

will meet you

You say, "We are predestined."

I was speechless

I want to ask Mingyue

Can I not?

Taste the sweetness of love

If there is a cycle in life

Let me say I love you

If only life could give me a chance

Please let me protect you

……

Qing Xuan crossed his hands behind him, his moon-white robe dragging his shadow, setting off his figure more and more. His eyes were full of watery tenderness, this song was familiar to him, wasn't it the birthday gift that Bing Yu gave him on his twenty-second birthday.

This time, he was able to hear this song with his own ears, all thanks to Bingyu's hard practice. She tried to play with the piano that Nuan Yue bought from a second-hand piano store, but because she didn't understand the rhythm, she couldn't sing at first at all.

Fortunately, I slowly found my feeling later. It was a pleasant feeling, as if walking through a maple forest full of fallen leaves.

The servants and butlers whispered gossip while drinking.

"Our young master's wife sings really well, better than the courtesans in Xinghualou." The servant said.

"Can't you see, you've also visited Xinghualou?" The butler threw a broad bean in his mouth.

"I'm curious, so I secretly saved some money to go inside." The maid squinted his eyes, recalling the scene of that visit to the * building.

The butler didn't ask, he was ten years older than the servant, and he was also a person who had seen the world, so he was not surprised by those things that were stormy.

The horse in the stable munched on the straw quietly, its cheeks rhythmically moving, its eyes as quiet as water.

The newborn lamb fell asleep in its mother's arms, and the ewe, afraid of waking the lamb, always remained in one position. The surrounding flock fell asleep, and only the ewe was still awake, afraid that something would hurt her baby during the night.