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Xianghan held the silver hairpin in his hand, and he couldn't sleep for a long time.

She didn't say anything, not even the big head didn't reveal half of it, and when she went out today, she had already found a house, and all the jewelry was exchanged for silver.

The house I found was quite far from here, at the other end of the town, one end to the other, and it would take a long time to walk.

The environment is naturally not as good as the house here, and it is very small to enter the room, and it must be no problem to place her and the big head.

There are three rooms in total, Xiang Han has already thought about it, she and Datou each have one, and the other is reserved for Datou's study.

The stove house is also quite large, although it is a little dirty, and the walls are only holes, so you can clean up and repair them.

The main thing is that the street where the house is located is not mixed, and the people living around it look very good, and the rent is cheap.

The house in the town, with her current savings, is not unaffordable, but if she really buys a house, it will be difficult for her future life to pay for most of the school.

At this time, Xianghan thought very far, and even thought of studying for Datou and saving money for marrying a wife in the future, but he didn't expect that Datou still had a father there.

The hairpin in her hand is very exquisite, but it is not as valuable as the money she used to reward from the old lady of Shifu and other masters.

She sat in front of the bronze mirror and inserted the hairpin into her bun, with a joyful expression on her face.

I just kept carrying it, and even if I went to Jin Jiang's the next morning, I still had this silver hairpin stuck in my bun.

The daughters of the Jin family don't have much, and there are a lot of hairpins on their heads, and they are still silver-plated hairpins made by themselves.

It's not worth a few dollars, and it's decent to bring, so it's naturally a few sticks per person.

Picking up the decoction and feeding it to her mother, she said, "It's a good day this morning, I'll help you go out to dry and be active." ”

It's not good for the body to be sick in the house, even if the room is ventilated, it's a little stuffy, and the weather is good, and the mother's complexion is good, so I want to help her go.

Jin Jiang's couldn't stay for a long time, and when he heard this, he said well, and said: "I'm very heavy, call your sister-in-law too, anyway, she has nothing to do when she's idle." ”

Since Jin Qiwen moved from the village to the house, the iron shop in the town has been guarded by him every day.

No matter how much Lu Shi has ideas, he also knows that a woman's family, it's okay to occasionally help out on weekdays, but she really has to stay in the shop all the time, even if others don't say it, the family also has opinions.

After all, the iron shop is different from other embroidery workshops, and most of the people who come are men, so it is inevitable that there are some inconveniences.

Therefore, the Lu family himself took the lead in opening his mouth, and the matter of guarding the shop fell to Jin Qiwen, and he only occasionally went to it when he was too busy.

But there aren't many days like that, especially at this juncture.

Everything in the town is bad now, not even a blacksmith, maybe a stone pier will be smashed down, and eight out of ten will be blacksmiths.

More than 600 people participated, as well as those blacksmiths who thought they were incapable or did not catch up with the registration, and the number was considerable.

All in all, most of the inns in the town were full during this time.

"Okay, then you rest first, and I'll go find my sister-in-law." Xianghan carefully helped his mother to lean down, took the bowl of medicinal soup, and prepared to put it in the stove house along the way.

But I didn't want to, just by the door of the stove house, I met an unexpected person.

Jin Qiquan's life during this time was not easy.

Although I am happy to be reunited with my family, the bits and pieces add up to be too tiring.

He went out with gauze tied to his body and a coat, and he trained a lot in the past, even if he wore less, he didn't panic in the cold.

Along the way, when he came back to his senses, he actually found himself in the stove house.

The gentleman is far away from cooking, and he doesn't agree with this sentence.

When they were young, the brothers were not married, and the whole family together was only a daughter.

She has to be busy with the work in the field, so naturally she can't use her hands to make food.

After he became sensible, he took over the work in the kitchen.

The eldest brother Mu Na didn't fight with him, and the second brother was lazy by nature and didn't want to work in the field, so he tried his best to please him and wanted to change jobs with him.

Until the eldest sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law entered the door one after another, there were more female dependents, and some scattered work in the family was given out.

Therefore, although the taste is not the best, a meal is commonplace, and Jin Qiquan thinks that there is no problem.

And he remembers it very clearly, until now, he thought it was the best to eat.

It was the woman who shyly ran up to him, looked around, and snuck out a piece of tortilla.

The tortillas were a little cold and coarse, but they were the best he had ever tasted.

The year was not good, not only in other places, but also in their village, many people starved to death, not to mention the corn tortilla, which was also the ration that the woman had managed to hide from her own food, and walked for several hours, just to give it to him who was hungry.

After ten years of separation, I didn't expect the two to see each other again, and I didn't expect to meet in such a way.

"Xianghan..."Jin Qiquan called softly, but he didn't know what to say next.

'Xianghan! ’

'Xianghan...'

Two different voices appeared in his head, and Xiang Han had a wry smile on his face.

One was the last time they met that year, and the man grinned at the corners of his mouth, full of smiles, but his words were full of tenderness that was about to overflow.

And now, she can't comprehend the emotions inside, or rather, the man who has existed in her memories over the years has already died in battle, and the person in front of her makes her so strange that it is terrifying.

She paused, and instead of evading, she went forward, trying to get past him to the stovehouse.

It was as if the stove house was the place where she could hide from her fears.

Seeing that Xiang Han was afraid of himself, Jin Qiquan's heart seemed to be torn apart, he reached out and grabbed her shoulder, and said with a little pain: "Xiang Han, I'm sorry." ”

I have a lot of words in my heart, but I don't know how to tell them.

Xiang Han dodged his hand sideways, and for the first time she looked at him head-on, she could feel her body trembling, but her voice was very steady, she said, "You didn't feel sorry for me for anything, mother... Your father and mother have saved my life, and I should have thanked you. And, we're all happy to have you back. ”

There is no blame, no hatred, as if the previous hard work is all fantasy.

It is precisely because of this that Jin Qiquan feels sorry for this person.

He suddenly blurted out: "I still remember the oath I made back then, come back to Beijing with me." ”

She also remembers the vows of the year.

Xiang Han thought so in her heart, without any hesitation or hesitation, she smiled, as if suddenly relieved.

She said firmly, "Impossible, Shiro, there will be no future between us. (To be continued.) )