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Lin Anye sighed: "I never blamed him, I just blamed myself." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Do you know, when An Bai told me that when Li Yuanbao sent her home, his eyes showed an expression of liking her, and he even wanted to kiss her, but I vetoed it in one bite, and I, as an elder brother, never believed An Bai. How can I be so hard of others? ”

Like it, or don't like it, it doesn't make sense now, because Lin Anbai is dead.

Yang Duanwu sighed, looked at Yushu's grave again, and said, "You always thought that you could turn a crow into a phoenix by any means you tried your best to do whatever it takes, but you never imagined that you didn't get any benefits, but lost your life." ”

The fallen leaves, tumbling in the wind, fell on the tombstones, and it would not be long before no one remembered the place, but similar tragedies would be repeated again and again.

Lin Anbai is gone, and the Lin family looks a lot bleak again.

Lin Jingjing persuaded Lin Anye to marry a wife Chong Chongxi, "Anye, you are not young, become a biological child, and my sister's heart can be put down." Besides, in these days when you don't think about tea and dinner, the five girls of the Yang family have been silently caring about you. Her heart, don't you know? ”

Lin Anye let out a long sigh, "As I get older, the loneliness I didn't understand in the past is now understood." When my father left, he wanted to see me married, but I disappointed her. Now, An Bai also said that I would get married. ”

The two relatives left one after another, and the forest house was cold. Lin Anye felt that he was old, and the attachments of his youth in the past seemed to be empty and lonely.

Finally, he agreed to Lin Jingjing's request and planned to come to Yang's house and propose marriage to Yang Meiya.

On this day, the gardenias on Yang's house bloomed snow-white, and the curved stamens were like hairpins on a woman's head, swaying vividly.

I heard that Lin Anye came to discuss with Xie Ling about marrying Yang Meiya, Yang Duanwu was very happy, and was about to rush over to say hello to Meiya, but saw Mango come over and said, "Girl, I sent a gift from the capital, it is for you." ”

Yang Dragon Boat Festival is very strange, gifts, what gifts?

She came to the study, and Mango himself opened the jeweled wooden box, and the content inside was very simple, it was a book.

The book binding has not yet been uploaded, and the handwriting is relatively sloppy, so you can tell that it is still a sketch at a glance.

The person who signed the money on the cover is Ni Chongyang.

It turned out that the book was about to be published, and Ni Chongyang sent the first version of the cursive script, which was equivalent to a draft, to her for review.

That is, let her be his first reader.

"It seems that my uncle is going to publish a book again." Mango saw Yang Duanwu with a faint smile, and was also happy, "Such a good book, the first time I sent it to the girl, my uncle really has a heart." By the way, there seems to be a word on it. ”

Following Mango's gaze, Yang Duanwu saw that on the first page of the book, there was also "Happy birthday to my beloved wife." ”

Yang Duanwu's heart warmed.

Ni Chongyang still remembered that today was her birthday.

Because there are too many things, even Xie Ling forgot about the birthday of the Dragon Boat Festival, but the Dragon Boat Festival didn't mind, because even she didn't want to have a birthday.

The year she was born, her mother suffered, and her father went on a long journey, which was a day of tribulation, so why should she commemorate it?

It's just that she hopes that Ni Chongyang will remember.

Sure enough, every year, Ni Chongyang remembers it.

"You're poor." Yang Duanwu took a walnut and threw it at the mango.

Mango took it flexibly, peeled off the walnut shell, threw the plump and golden flesh into his mouth, and chewed it, "It's not a slave and a poor mouth, now, the five girls have also reaped happiness, girl, don't you forgive your uncle?" The slave maid dreams that the girl will be happy. ”

"Happiness should come naturally, not forced." Yang Duanwu pretended to be angry, "Okay, you little hoof, even I dare to make fun of it, see if I don't tear your mouth apart." ”

As he spoke, he ran over, and Mango hurriedly ran away.

The two frolicked and ran for a while, Yang Duanwu was out of breath and stopped, "You little hoof, see if I don't give you to my fifth sister, let you follow her to marry to the Lin family." ”

Who knows, Yang Duanwu was just a casual joke, but Mango took it seriously, and suddenly his eyes turned red, and he said with a sad face: "Girl, are you trying to force the slave to death?" If the girl doesn't like the slave and the maid, the slave and the maid will be killed by a headlong collision, and the slave and the maid will not go with the five girls in death. ”

Yang Duanwu looked at Mango's demeanor and laughed, "You are still serious, silly girl, even if you are willing, I will not let it go, and I will not let you go." ”

Mango took a handkerchief to wipe his eyes, and Yang Duanwu took Mango's hand and sat together.

They often sit side by side like this, and they are used to it. Especially when it was only the two of them, there was never a distinction between dignity and inferiority.

"But to be honest, you're not too young, and you have to think about your future. Which one you like, just tell me, I'll call the shots for you. Yang Duanwu said sincerely.

Mango is anxious about her happiness, and she also has to think about Mango's happiness, although Mango is by her side and can help her a lot.

But she still wants to put Mango to form Mango's own family.

"Girl, the slave just wants to serve the girl for the rest of her life." Mango blushed and thought for a while, then lowered his head and said.

Yang Duanwu understood, Mango already has someone in her heart, but maybe that person doesn't have a good impression of her, generally there are people in her heart, and people who don't want someone to help her introduce will use "a lifetime of service" to make excuses.

But who is that man?

Yang Duanwu didn't know, and Mango also blushed and didn't want to say.

At this time, the slave magpie beside Zhou Yuheng walked in, "Third girl, our son-in-law is invited." ”

Yang Duanwu saw that Mango's face was even redder, and he silently got up and patted his dress, as if he was preparing to go to see Zhou Yuheng with Yang Duanwu.

"Mango, don't go with you, the fruit in the yard is ripe, you lead the maids to pick the fruit." Dragon Boat Festival commanded.

Mango answered yes, but, obviously, the eyes were reluctant.

Yang Duanwu smiled: "When you pick the fruit, I will let you send it over to Zhou Gongzi to eat." ”

Mango looked up and saw the banter on Yang Duanwu's face, and his face turned even redder, "Girl, you are making fun of the slave again." ”

On the banks of the river, layers of green moss have crawled all over the black-brown rocks.

After being moistened throughout the spring, the moss has grown very luxuriantly, and under the impact of the river, the moss is like a spirit in the water, constantly changing various postures.

With the shadows of the trees reflected in the water on the shore, it looks different and fresh.

On both sides of the ridge, unknown flowers bloomed and thanked, thanked and bloomed. By this time, wild fruits of various colors had grown, small, like small grapes, and like small strawberries.

Children often walk in groups of three or five through the greenery, chewing one fruit in their mouths and another wild fruit in their hands.

The innocent face is full of happiness.

Of course, at this time, the busiest are the farmers in the fields.

It is said that relying on the mountains eats the mountains, and relying on the sea to eat the sea.

Most of the people in Qinghe County still rely on the thick land to support their families.

After the rains, the soil in the fields became more and more nutritious, and the crops in the fields grew well under the care of the people.

Careful farmers will dig aqueducts around their fields, and with aqueducts, they are no longer afraid of sudden heavy rain or floods.

If there was anyone busier than the farmer at this time, it was probably bees and butterflies.

Among the flowers, golden bees tirelessly carry back and forth, and the wide wings of butterflies are also colorful in the sunlight.

Zhou Yuheng was sipping tea in the courtyard of the Yang family's workshop.

The newly listed Biluochun, the green buds still have white hairs, and the courtyard is full of the fragrance of tea.

When Yang Duanwu walked in, it was like breaking into a sea of flowers.

Zhou Yuheng smiled, "Today is your birthday, this is for you." ”

Yang Duanwu was stunned, but when he saw a beautifully carved enamel vase on the table, he smiled, "How do you know that today is my birthday?" ”

Zhou Yuheng really wanted to tell the Dragon Boat Festival that they used to be worthy of the eight characters when they were very young.

However, when the words came to his lips, he swallowed again.

"Naturally, I listened to what the Yang family said." Zhou Yuheng told a little lie.

Yang Duanwu said with a smile, "How unskilled are you in this lie, the people of the Yang family don't know about my birthday today." ”

Zhou Yuheng also smiled, "If you like my gift, it's fine." ”

Yang Duanwu poured a cup of tea, "In that case, you also tell me your birthday, and I will also give you a gift on your birthday." ”

"If this gift is sent to and fro, it continues to lose its meaning. Most of the people who give gifts hope that the other party can remember his heart. Zhou Yuheng said, his eyes flashing.

He wanted to talk to her about a lot of things, those things she had forgotten, because, if she didn't say anything, it would be too late, and she would be Ni Chongyang's person again.

However, he was disappointed to see her avoiding his gaze.

The harmony of childhood is long gone, only he still misses it every day, but she has forgotten it all.

This, perhaps, is fate.

Zhou Yuheng sighed.

"What a sigh for you! By the way, I want to ask you a question, but you have to answer me honestly. Yang Duanwu put the teacup down, stared at his eyes and said.

She had never looked at him so squarely, Zhou Yuheng's face suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head, "You ask!" If you want to know, I'll never fail to tell you. ”

"You're so old and haven't married a wife yet, how about I introduce you to one?" Yang Duanwu said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

Zhou Yuheng was stunned, Yang Duanwu looked at him like this, and the person who wouldn't introduce him was herself!

"Tell me who that man is."

"That person, good-looking, slim, and intelligent, you will definitely like it." Yang Duanwu said and continued to drink tea.

Zhou Yuheng blushed, his appearance was delicate and slim. is very smart, Yang Duanwu won't be talking about herself!

Zhou Yuheng was pleasantly surprised, "It seems that you really remember the past." ”

However, Yang Duanwu didn't hear Zhou Yuheng's words, and asked to himself, "Seeing that you are blushing, it can be seen that you also have a good impression of her!" Although Mango is my best slave, I still decided to endure the pain and cut my love and fulfill you! ”

It turned out that the person Yang Duanwu wanted to introduce was Mango, and Zhou Yuheng immediately pulled down his face, "Why is the Dragon Boat Festival girl idle and panicked, do you want to be a matchmaker in the industry?" ”

"You...... I'm just kind......" Yang Duanwu was angry.

"You'd better mind yourself first!" Zhou Yuheng suddenly threw down a sentence angrily and brushed his sleeves away.

How did Yang Duanwu know why Zhou Yuheng was so angry, so she should be angry! kindly wanted to match this pair of lovers, who knew that Zhou Yuheng not only didn't appreciate it, but also brushed his sleeves away, it was too faceless!

Yang Duanwu took the enamel vase and left in the car in a huff.

The mango quickly plucked all the plums.

Yang Duanwu asked Mango to distribute the plums to each yard.

When Mango was sent to Zhou Yuheng, Zhou Yuheng mentioned to Mango that Yang Duanwu wanted to match them, "This stupid girl didn't find out at all what our relationship was, and she even wanted to match us." After I brushed my sleeves away, she must have been angry too! ”

Mango listened, her eyes turned red, Yang Duanwu is really the best person in the world to her, knowing that her mind still wants to fulfill her and him, but unfortunately, the falling flowers are intentional, the flowing water is ruthless, and Zhou Yuheng has no her in his heart at all.

After Lin Anye and Xie Ling finalized the engagement date, they left the token and left.

Yang Meiya happily ate and ate all the dishes in the kitchen.

"Be careful to eat a big fat man, no one wants it!" Yang Duanwu deliberately made fun of Meiya.

Meiya said, "Anyway, I have someone to ask for it." ”

Everyone thought that Yang Meiya was the affection she had earned, but only Lin Anye knew that there were too many girls chasing him, and Lin Anye would not be moved by any of them at all.

However, Yang Meiya has similar facial features to Yang Duanwu on her face.

Lin Anye knew that Yang Duanwu only had Ni Chongyang in his heart, and now, Ni Chongyang had also been recovered, Lin Anye didn't want to intervene, since he wanted to get married, Lin Anye wanted to find a woman like Yang Duanwu.

It was for this reason that he decided to marry Yang Meiya, but unfortunately, Yang Meiya didn't know.

However, Yang Meiya loves Lin An's madness at night, even if she knows the truth, she will plunge into this abyss without hesitation.

Love has always been an abyss and a paradise.

Jinling in early summer is the freshest and most beautiful time of the year.

In the Bauhinia Mountain to the east, the clear spring water tinkles and tinkles, moistening the bare rocks and the flowers and trees all over the ground.

The dark green leaves have been taken off and replaced with a new green dress.

In the city, the gradually rising temperature also urged the people to change into light clothes.

And the singers who make a living on the Qinhuai River have already put on silk clothes early, and the beauty is better than the flower butterfly.

The river is still there, and the singing echoes, which arouses the itching of the rich children every day.

And the beautiful scenery not only attracts some rich people, but also makes the fish in the water happily float to the surface.

With the swing of the oar, the rhythm of the song is constantly excited up and down. (To be continued.) )