Wen Sheng exhaled lightly, no matter what, if the person has found it, it is good!

He walked up the hill, which was a fork in the road, and to the left was the way they came, and to the right was the little hill. The hillside was not high, only four or five meters, and Wen Sheng suddenly understood Wen Qing's intentions. He felt a little sad in his heart, she really wanted to leave.

The footsteps behind her were very heavy, Wen Qing didn't look back, she looked at the man in front of her, his posture was like a beautiful bamboo, and his long robe was like flowing water. When he slowly turned around, she saw a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, a shallow smile on his lips, and a lotus-like tenderness in his eyes.

She pursed her lips and turned around resolutely.

Not him.

Shen Yuezhi: "......"

Hey, what does it mean to turn around and go?

He was depressed in his heart, but he hid his psychological changes well on his face. The narrow and graceful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the above Wensheng with a hidden wariness, but he curled the corner of his lips and threw a defiant look over for a while.

Wen Qing walked towards Wen Sheng, and at that moment she raised her hand, hooked Wen Sheng's neck, pulled him around, and left directly.

Wen Sheng thought that she was trying to beat herself, but in an instant, her eyes widened and her mouth pursed, and she looked like a frightened little pufferfish.

Wen Qing smiled sullenly, although the laughter was shallow, but Wen Sheng listened to it solidly. He looked at Wen Qing and bent over with her hook-and-to-the-shoulder movements, smiling heartily.

"Xiao Qingqing, shall we go home?"

Wen Qing bowed his head slightly, "Okay, go home." ”

Shen Yuezhi stood messy in the wind.

Bringing Wen Yun and things with him, Wen Qing didn't leave them anymore, just a little behind, looking at the two figures in front of him, a scene lingering in his mind.

She really wanted to go back to modern times, so she took another trail and went up the hill. It's just that there was a man in front of her, and the more she looked at the man, the more familiar she felt, and she stared at him for a long time, until he turned around and she realized that he was not Wang Zhuangyuan. It's not him, it's not him, it's about an inconsequential person.

Wen Qing didn't waste time on that person, although he has a good skin, but under the skin, the flesh and bones are rotten, who is the real breeze with two sleeves?

The appearance and appearance are floating clouds, which have not changed for thousands of years, and they are always something ancient and sincere.

Wen Yun turned his gaze, this was the tenth time he had turned around, and Wen Qing asked him, "What's wrong?" See what I do? ”

"I just want to see if my mother is still there."

Such a simple sentence made Wen Qing soften all his expressions.

She thought, she had to stay.

Everything in the modern world lets them go with the wind, and she doesn't really care. It's just that I pity the woman who gave birth to her, even if she has never looked at herself squarely, at least she has really experienced the pain of childbirth when she is pregnant for ten months.

Just as if it was a chance to start over. Make money to support the family, bring a big Wenyun, and find him a father by the way, this is all Wenqing's thoughts.

She can't be blamed for thinking so quickly, she is in some sense afraid of the future. Here, she didn't know the future of herself and Wensheng Wenyun, and over there, she also didn't know the future of herself and Jiang Zhengsi. That being the case, it's better to give up everything and start over.

This era has its own gorgeous brilliance, Wen Qing raised the corners of her lips, not to mention, she likes it here.

"Wenyun."

She whispered to him, "Come to my mother." ”

Wen Yun's eyes widened, and before she understood what she meant, Wen Sheng gently pushed him, and he crashed directly into Wen Qing's arms.

"Mother?"

Wen Qing put everything in one hand, and the other free hand held his palm, smiling and leading him along.

He said that he wanted to see her happy, but in fact, she was very happy to see him and Wensheng. One is her father, the other is her son, this is all she hopes for in this world, she has to protect them and never be separated for the rest of her life.

Wen Sheng's eyes were a little wet when he looked at it, he rubbed his eyes, and walked in front of himself with a muttering to himself.

"When my daughter grows up, this is really a happy and sad thing......

Wen Qing asked, "Why are you happy?" And why sorrow? ”

Wen Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a warm smile: "Happy because you are well-behaved, sad because you have grown up, which means that you are going to get married." ”

Before Wen Qing could say anything, Wen Yun exploded: "Don't, don't, don't!" My mother can't get married, my mother and my grandfather's own, no one can rob it! ”

Wen Qing laughed, glanced at Wen Yun, who was very cute with a puffed out little face, and couldn't help laughing again.

"Mother, promise me, don't get married, okay?"

Wen Qing didn't answer and asked: "What if I marry your father?" ”

Wenyun: "!! ”

Wen Sheng was also surprised, "Have you found Yun'er's father?" ”

"Not yet."

Wen Sheng cut off, "Then it's useless for you to say so much." ”

"How do you know it's useless?" Wen Qing said seriously.

Wen Sheng began to worry, "Do you have someone you want to marry?" ”

"Hmm."

It's not that it's nothing, it's not that you're thinking too much, it's - huh?!

Wen Sheng and Wen Yun are not calm at the same time.

Who?!

Who did this to you?!

Who would dare to snatch someone right under their noses?!

Wen Qing pursed her lips and smiled, these two guys, she just had a hunch that that person would appear soon. At that time, if he wants to recognize Wenyun, he will inevitably have to marry her. Buy one, get one free, it's a good deal, but it has to be based on the fact that he didn't have a wife.

She looked up into the distance, the sky was blue, and the birds in the distance circled and dropped a string of calls, as if to foretell something.

Her mood is much better, staying is not necessarily a good choice, but going back will definitely be a choice that she regrets. She also happens to have difficulty choosing, so it's better to be at peace with what happens.

Wen Sheng wanted to pry out who that man was, but Wen Qing didn't say anything. He scratched at his hair in frustration, and it was all messed up like a chicken nest.

Wen Yun didn't get much better, he looked at Wen Sheng's chicken nest, and was a little worried about whether he would become a chicken nest in the future.

In the distance, the big locust tree at the entrance of the village can be seen. Wen Yun ran forward happily, and the child's energy was always strong.

Wen Qing and Wen Sheng walked behind slowly, and the two of them said a few words from time to time, and Wen Qing also understood some of the situation in this place.

The villagers of Wenjia Village all make a living from farming, and if they can support themselves, they will go to the town to find something to do. If you can make three or four new sets of clothes all year round and eat meat a month, you can be considered a good person. Wen Sheng doesn't batch much pork from the market every time, and if one family buys a little, dozens of families can divide most of it. As for the rest, Wen Sheng will use it to replenish Wen Qing and Wen Yun's body, and the more will be dried and ready to be stored for winter.

And Wen Sheng's pride in the pig-killing technique is also a must in Baisha Town, the blade is never stained with blood, and the dissected pig dies before it even lets out a wail. Therefore, the butchers in Baisha Town would also come to invite Wen Sheng every once in a while, and the reward was a little better meat from the pig.

When Wen Qing heard this, he almost wanted to knock Wen Sheng's head, such a dead way of living, no wonder their family was so poor. What is pork to eat? It is estimated that after making those sets of clothes, Wen Sheng will have no silver.

Wen Sheng was very aggrieved: "Everyone is a friend, and it must not be like asking for money from others." ”

Wen Qing looked at him expressionlessly, "Go back and settle the score." ”

She turned around, but her steps were stunned.

Under the big locust tree in front of him, there was a man in green clothes, he lowered his head and concentrated on doing something.

Wen Yun stood aside and looked curiously, and when it was done, he carefully wiped off the sawdust, raised his head with a smile, and handed the puppet in his hand to Wen Yun.

It's Wang Zhuangyuan.