In the blink of an eye, it was autumn and winter, and when spring climbed the branches, Mu Yi and Mu Nuo were already fifteen-year-old adults. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the Eastern Qi Kingdom, after the age of fifteen, it is considered to be a formal adult, which means that a man can expand his territory, enter the road of official career, marry a wife and have children; The woman has also reached the appropriate age, and she can marry her relatives.

Therefore, this year's Chinese New Year's Eve was not very grand, and the thoughts of the entire Muyuan people were focused on the birthdays of the two siblings.

At the beginning of February, there was still a month before the third birthday of the third month of March, and people from all walks of life in the wooden courtyard were already busy.

Although the ban has been lifted, there is still no movement in the Shen Mansion, you know, like the eldest grandson of the Hou Mansion, when the eldest granddaughter has a coming-of-age ceremony, it is a big event, and other mansions in the past have already received various posts, so it will be lively for three days, and it has been grand.

However, the huge Hou Mansion was as calm as ever, and Mu Qing's heart was also in such a calm atmosphere, and it was completely dead.

He still doesn't recognize Ah Yu and Arnold, he doesn't want to admit that they are his children, and he still believes in the original game, the bureau that forced his loved ones to death.

That's it, anyway, my time is running out, I raise my arms, and the sleeves of my shirt slide down my wrists to my elbows.

Since last year, the red thread that began to grow at the mouth of the heart has reached the elbow, and the Taoist chief once said that the red thread spreads to the fingertips, cut it, and give it to the two children, they will really be invulnerable, and they will have at most seven days left to live.

In another half a year, the red thread will be able to spread to the fingertips, and this time, it may be the last time to spend the birthday with the two children, and in the future, they will have to go on their own.

However, there is a long way, there is greenery, and there is a treasure forest, Mu Qing is relieved, but he is reluctant, so he cherishes the time spent with several people.

And all this, the busy people never noticed.

For example, greenery and lotus hearts.

Since being beaten, Luyi's health is not as good as before, and Mu Yi tried his best to help her treat, but he still hurt his vitality.

Fortunately, she rested well, and Mu Qing and Mu Yi took care of her, so except for being weak and tired, everything else was fine.

Lianxin looked at the small beads of sweat on Luyi's forehead, and said with some worry, "Sister Luyi, you better go back and rest first." I'll be in charge here, and you can see the sweat on your forehead. ”

"It's okay, that is, I didn't sleep well last night, I'll go back to rest when it's over here, you, you'd better hurry up and find the grandmothers, and tell them to clean up inside and out."

"By the way, there is also Uncle Fulai to invite a troupe. The lively singing added joy to the two little masters. ”

"But, will the theater troupe enter the mansion over there?"

"It's okay, the housekeeper came in the morning, saying that the Hou Ye has been busy with affairs recently, and the birthday and coming-of-age ceremonies of the two little masters are all in charge of the Muyuan, and the manpower and money should be spent, as long as it is reported to the housekeeper."

"Hou Ye really said that, isn't that ......" Lian Xin is happy, look at this meaning, Hou Ye is worried about his wife and the little master.

Lu Yi looked at the people around him and whispered to Lianxin, "Don't spread this matter, when the housekeeper came over, he also said that this year's Hou Ye can't attend the ceremony, I'm afraid that the young lady will be sad, so I didn't say it." ”

"Master Hou actually ......" Lianxin looked at Lu Yi in surprise, her serious face didn't look like a joke.

"I know, Sister Green, don't worry."

After saying that, he walked towards the courtyard of the next person.

And Mu Yimunuo, who was completely unaware, was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground.

Every day, I go to the outer courtyard through the secret passage.

The house, the courtyard, the layout and all the repairs and finishes are all ready when Miaoren returns to Jiafu for the New Year.

Pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, mountains and rocks, smoke and waves, a good Jiayuan piled up by money.

The name was thought of by Miaoren before he left Beijing.

When Mu Yi asked her why she took this name, Miaoren said, "My mother's maiden has a Jia in her name, and my father said a long time ago that my mother likes Yidu very much, if it wasn't for the busy business back then, my father would have brought my mother to Yidu." But when he wanted to bring his mother, his mother couldn't afford to be sick. Therefore, there is a Jiayuan here, which can be regarded as comforting the soul of the mother in the sky. ”

Mu Yi listened to the wonderful man's story, and was very envious in his heart.

Miaoren's mother is very happy, although she died early, but when she was alive, she was loved.

But what about your own mother?

was hurt by the so-called father, and if it wasn't for Mu Qing to stop her, she would have stirred up the water in the Shen Mansion a long time ago.

So, when he received the letter from Miaoren, Pauline was very happy.

They hadn't seen each other for nearly two months, and the letter said that they would be in Beijing before February 14, so they should not worry.

Looking at Baolin's example, Mu Yi wanted to tease him again.

"Brother Baolin, you just see through the paper, Sister Miaoren won't fly out of the paper, quick, wipe your saliva, look at you like that, if Sister Miaoren sees it, she will die of laughter."

"Auntie, don't you say a few words, you'll be there soon? , when the time comes, I will remind my godmother, look for a good husband for you, and see if you dare to be so open-mouthed. ”

"Don't don't, good brother, my mother listens to you the most, don't have bad ideas, I'm still young, Arnold is still young, it's too early to think about this, let's make more money, let's help you marry Sister Miaoren first, how about it?"

"You ......" Rao is Baolin has been working hard outside for a year, but her face is still a little red when she says it.

"Don't bother you, Brother Paulin. But seriously, when are you going to marry Sister Miaoren? ”

"Before Miaoren went back, we said that it would be two years, and when I had two years, I would prepare everything, and I would marry her, and I would never leave her for the rest of my life."

Looking at the determined look in Baolin's eyes, Mu Yi was very happy, happy that his lover finally became a family, and happy that Baolin was becoming more and more responsible.

"Okay, when the time comes, I will definitely eat your wedding wine!"

"Well, don't worry."

"By the way, the last time I talked to Arnold about wanting to establish our own source, I have been eyebrowning lately."

"How?"

"The business of Linglong Pavilion is getting better and better, and the dignitaries, ladies and ladies are gossiping, and they can say some private things in the upper echelons of Yidu, although they are scattered every time, but as long as someone records and sorts them out, it will slowly take shape, this is our first step."

"It's a bit of a truth, but it's not something that can be done easily, and it's not easy to find this candidate."

"Well, I found it."

"Who?"

"Song Zhiyang."

"Who?"

"You'll know if you've seen it." I saw Baolin shouting Yu De outside the door, and after a while, Yu De brought someone over.

Looking up, a man with a cold face and no expression appeared in front of the two.

Eyebrows are starry, but very distant, Mu Yi looks at him and feels a little familiar, but he doesn't know where this familiarity comes from, frowning and thinking about it.

The man also looked at Mu Yi for a while, and the coldness on his face gradually melted, and it became easier to get close.

"Who are you?"

"Song Zhiyang."

"Who are you?"

Song Zhiyang felt a little bad in his heart, the person he had always put in his heart forgot about him.

"If a person doesn't even cherish himself, who will take care of him. What a setback, forcing a man to commit his own life, I think, if your relatives knew, they would be sad. ”

The words slowly came out of Song Zhiyang's thin lips, and the door to Mu Yi's memory was also opened.

"It's you, you're the little beggar back then!"

Mu Yi blurted out in some surprise, and immediately reacted that it was not appropriate, and immediately said, "I'm sorry, I ......"

"It's okay, I was indeed a little beggar back then, and I was still a little beggar who was about to starve to death. If it weren't for your words and that bun, I don't think there would be Song Zhiyang today. ”

After speaking, he stared at Mu Yi tightly, as if he wanted to express his gratitude with his eyes.