In the evening, the dusk sunset reflects the entire snow-covered land as if it were laid with a layer of red gold. The houses in the residential area of the www.biquge.info are like a group of fat dwarfs tightly crowded, wearing round felt hats, gathered together to keep warm, and the chimneys of every household are emitting faint cooking smoke, full of fireworks.

In the past four or five days, Ling Yang's injuries have recovered quickly, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a thousand miles a day. Ling Yang has been able to walk back and forth in the house independently, and he can take care of his daily life by himself, without having to eat, drink and go to the toilet with colorful flowers and shadows as before, which feels much more comfortable.

In the past few days, even if Ling Yang was able to sit up reluctantly and eat by himself with dishes and chopsticks, Shadow seemed to regard the work of feeding Ling Yang to drink water as the most important task in his life, which once made Ling Yang ashamed of himself, but gradually he became accustomed to Shadow'er's "kindness", and he was already very familiar with the taste of Shadow's immature lips and tongue.

As Ling Yang got better day by day, Caihua and Shadow were overjoyed, and their brows gradually became a little more sad, obviously used to the life of a man in the family, and they didn't want to be separated from Ling Yang anytime soon.

The days passed without panic, until the time when the second master returned from going to sea, it was getting closer and closer, Ling Yang also completely threw away the crutches, the dragon spirit was fierce, and he was suffocating in the house, begging Caihua more than once to go out for a walk, and by the way, he called Luo Tu and Chu Wanyi.

Caihua went out for an afternoon and brought back good news, saying that the martial law outside had almost completely relaxed, and that there were brave people who began to go out to party in taverns at night, and that he had not heard that he had been arrested for violating the curfew, and it seemed that Liu Jing had passed the most difficult period of sorrow and returned to peace.

Ling Yang was overjoyed, and immediately wanted to go out to meet Luo Tu, but the clothes he was wearing when he was on a mission had been turned into firewood and burned by Caihua, and he was only wearing a pair of big shorts and a vest, or the ingenious Caihua changed it with his own coat, Ling Yang wore such a nondescript outfit to go to the street, even if he was not frozen to death, he would be arrested and interrogated by the military police as a suspicious element.

Caihua rummaged through the box and found her own set of cotton clothes and pants, picked out the original stitches, re-stuffed the cotton, and made it fatter. Fortunately, Caihua has a plump body, and her height is only a few centimeters shorter than Ling Yang, and Ling Yang can also wear it when she deals with it.

In the dead of night, Caihua sat beside Ling Yang, sewing fine stitches on cotton clothes and pants by the light of a bean, and occasionally looked at Ling Yang with resentment: "The clothes and pants can be sewn overnight, you can go back to find your friends tomorrow, and ...... then."

Halfway through Caihua's words, she lowered her head and continued to compete with the needle and thread in her hand.

Ling Yang has long been accustomed to Caihua sitting beside him doing needlework, his heart is warm and calm, his arms are pillowed behind his head, and he said leisurely: "I'll go back to the front station first, and then ask my friends to come and pick you up and Ying'er, and send a few safe assistants to send you directly to Huaguo, so as not to have too many dreams at night and other things." ”

Caihua didn't know what she was thinking, her face kept changing, until she had finished the last stitch, she bit off the thread with her teeth, tied a dead knot with her fingers, handed the cotton clothes to Ling Yang, and smiled: "You try to fit it or not." ”

Ling Yang tried it on the cotton clothes on his body, and felt that the size and length were not bad, and he was full of praise.

Caihua took the candle in her hand, blew out the dim flames in one gulp, and suddenly hugged Ling Yang's tiger waist tightly, her hot cheeks pressed against Ling Yang's chest, and her voice was like a sigh: "You will leave early tomorrow morning, I want to serve you all night." ”

Ling Yang sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that Caihua was really emotional, his stiff arm froze in the air for a moment, and then fell on Caihua's scarred back, and gently stroked it: "I understand your feelings, but the shadow is ...... her"

Caihua gritted her teeth, and finally made up her mind: "I gave Shadow to you as a servant, and I shouldn't have touched her man." Benefactor, don't dislike me for not avoiding ethics, shadow her, shadow her actually, in fact, I was not born. ”

Ling Yang was shocked: "Be quiet, don't be heard by the shadow, you can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing." ”

Caihua hugged Ling Yang tightly, as if she was going to melt herself into Ling Yang's body: "I know that you feel guilty, and I also know what you and Ying'er did, I am afraid that you will have a burden in your heart, so I told you this secret." ”

Caihua's voice was like a cry: "When I was eleven years old, there was a rice plague in my hometown, and the grain in the field had not yet grown, so it began to give birth to rice plague and rot yellow. I vividly remember that the adults in the whole village were so hungry that they kept the only food left in the family for the children. Adults don't have the strength to work, and often when chopping wood, the axe breaks their legs. Or freeze to death and starve to death on the way out begging. Our family was already poor, the land was scarce, the family did not have enough to eat, and I was afraid that my brother would starve to death, so they sold me to the business alley, only in exchange for a bag of moldy grain for my brother to eat, I was taught by several Aunt Cai for two years, and at the age of thirteen I began to come out to take over the business. ”

"At the age of fourteen, I gained some fame in the alleys, and began to gain some freedom, and as long as I could make enough money, the people did not care about me, and let me go out to breathe fresh, because I was never registered, and those people were not afraid of me running away. When I was playing outside, I found a hungry crying figure in a broken cardboard box at the mouth of the alley. ”

"I took Ying'er back, and those people saw that Ying'er was also a girl, and she was fighting to lose a few years of food, and she could also leave a tool to make money, so they agreed to my bitter plea, and gave a small part of the money I earned to Ying'er in exchange for the juice of soy milk and cabbage, and Ying'er survived with me."

Caihua smiled happily: "Maybe it's really fate, the more Shadow grows up, the more similar the face is to me, and everyone I've seen it says that we are real mother and daughter, and I also regard Shadow as my own daughter." But I started to contact men at the age of thirteen, and I have long lost my fertility, maybe God can't stand it anymore, so I gave me such a precious gift, God still has eyes, right? ”

Caihua obviously felt that Ling Yang's body was beginning to relax, and her muscles were not as tense as they were just now, so she murmured softly: "You are the shadow, I will return you to her, I only want you for one night, as long as one night......"