Su Wan gently put the porcelain bowl away, took out the fire from her sleeve and blew out a little yellow candlelight, and lit the candlestick. The whole kitchen is bright, although not very bright, but you can see the furnishings in the room. The whole kitchen is less noisy during the day, and there is a little more silence that should be there in the middle of the night. Quiet, as if it also drove people's hearts to be quiet.

Su Wan squatted down, stuffed the chopped firewood into the stove, and lit it with a fire fold. The flame slowly grew larger, and the pot gradually became warmer. Su Wan got up and poured the white porridge in the bowl into a small pot, covered the lid, stirred the firewood, controlled the heat, and slowly warmed the rice porridge.

Looking at the flames jumping in the stove, Su Wan's vision gradually blurred, holding a piece of firewood in her hand, drawing circles on the ground. One stroke at a time, there is no form and no god.

"Young Grandma's impassioned words are still left for Young Master Ye to hear. Perhaps, Young Master Ye can treat you differently. ”

During the day, Jin Yun's words were still in his ears, sentence by sentence, word by word, which sounded sarcastic. The corners of Su Wan's lips withdrew slightly, and her face was bitter.

One year ......

In a year's time, the business of the cloth village should be fine.

It's time for her to leave......

At night, it was deep and lonely, and occasionally a few insects chirped to break the silence. A man dressed in black quickly climbed over the wall, skirted the corridor, and touched the kitchen.

Looking at the room lit by fire, the man in black quickly hid under the window and looked in through the paper window. I saw only one woman squatting in the large kitchen. The man in black had a dark look in his eyes, took out a bamboo tube from his arms, walked through the paper window, and blew it with his mouth. Soon, a puff of white smoke spread from the bamboo tube, and the curling white smoke spread throughout the room.

When Su Wan returned, it was already dark. Su Wan stood outside the door, looking at the faint light in the room, her eyebrows drooped slightly, and she adjusted her breathing a little. She really didn't know how to get along with Jingsheng.

Too close, she was afraid that he would be disgusted; It was too far away, and her heart hurt again.

Su Wan leaned against the door, constantly adjusting her breathing. Can anyone tell her how to get along with a man she likes but doesn't like her?

Ye Jingsheng was lying on the soft couch, looking at the swaying figure on the paper window, and he already knew it in his heart.

Su Wan, in the end, I restrained you. Even when you go back to your room now, you're so careful. Ye Jingsheng's eyes drooped slightly, covering up the loneliness that flashed in his eyes, and he only heard the sound of gently pushing the door and the sound of very light footsteps.

"Jingsheng." Su Wan stood at the table, looked at the young man on the soft couch, and called softly.

Ye Jingsheng raised his eyes, looked at the girl at the round table under the light, and didn't speak, just shifted his gaze to the celadon kettle placed on the round table. Su Wan was slightly flustered, and followed Ye Jingsheng's line of sight to look at the teapot on the table. Thinking that he wanted to drink water, he leaned over and picked up the teapot, picked up a celadon teacup, and poured it slowly.

"Tomorrow my father will come back, and I will mention to him our separation."

Ye Jingsheng's deep voice suddenly sounded in the room where there was only the sound of pouring water, Su Wan's hand shook, and the water stains spilled out, soaking the tablecloth embroidered with flowers. Ye Jingsheng just looked at the water stains that were sprinkled and silently stopped talking.

Su Wan's heart tightened, as if a pair of big hands tightly strangled her, making her breathless, quickly put down the teapot in her hand, closed her eyes and adjusted it a few times before she got a little better. Isn't it always coming?

Yan Suwan, you have to be strong! can no longer shackle Jingsheng's footsteps.

After a long time, Su Wan responded with a good word. It seems that I have made a lot of great determinations, and it seems that I have broken the lingering attachment in my heart, and I finally heard a crisp sound of 'rattle', and I don't know what broke or broken.

Su Wan picked up the teacup, her fingers trembled slightly, and she wanted to try to control it, but she trembled more and more. "Jingsheng, drink tea."

These words seemed to have exhausted the strength of his whole body, and there were fine sweat stains on his forehead, but a pair of dark and bright eyes only dared to hang down slightly.

Ye Jingchang took the teacup with his fingers, and his fingertips inadvertently touched Su Wan's skin, but saw Su Wan quickly retract her hand. Ye Jingsheng was slightly flustered, his eyes were slightly raised, and he saw a thin red rope at the bottom of Su Wan's neck.

This rope, he remembers, is the ornament on the jade pendant that Brother Ye gave her today. Ye Jingsheng looked at Su Wan's lowered eyebrows, and a trace of indescribable emotion flashed in his eyes. A girl like her should be paired with a mature and stable man like Brother Ye.

"Jingsheng, if it's okay, then Su Wan will go to sleep." Su Wan lowered her head, her fingers twisted the corners of her clothes, and the new clothes she had just washed and changed into were wrinkled a little more.

"Hmm." Ye Jingsheng just responded gently, his fingers slowly rubbing the mouth of the cup, his long eyelashes fluttering, covering his eyes, and he couldn't see the emotions inside.

Su Wan nodded slightly, then slowly moved her little feet, bypassed the screen, and walked in.

The night, slowly deepening, when it should have been a good dream, I don't know who is pulling whose thoughts, creating a sleepless person.

In the early morning, with a few rooster crows, the sky was misty, and the petite man quietly walked out of the room and closed the door. Ye Jingsheng opened his eyes, just quietly looked up at the beam, and there were still a few traces of the door closing in his ears. Every day, she left so early.

Ye Jingsheng didn't know when, he fell in love with this little wife, and began to toss and turn to Tianming because of her. Maybe it's just a sense of guilt in my heart. Ye Jingsheng closed his eyes and adjusted himself.

I don't know how long it took, the door was lightly slammed, and a girl's sweet voice came: "Young master, are you up?" ”

Ye Jingsheng frowned slightly, and heard the voice of the maid Axi yesterday. After taking a deep breath, one jumped off the soft couch, walked behind the screen, changed a set of clothes, and washed it casually, then sat down on the stool and said, "Come in." ”

Ah Xi pushed open the door, looked at Ye Jingsheng sitting on the wooden bench, smiled with his eyebrows, put the wooden plate in his hand on the table, and laid out the meals inside one by one.

Ye Jingsheng glanced at it, frowned, and the original porridge and vegetables turned into delicate-looking pastries. "It's not something that a young grandmother did." Ye Jingsheng's tone was not a question, but an affirmation. He had eaten a few days of Su Wan's cooking, and it didn't taste like this.

Ah Xi Xu didn't expect Ye Jingsheng to guess so quickly, and he was a little stunned, but he still nodded and responded: "The young grandmother left in a hurry in the morning, so she asked Ah Xi to prepare this meal for the young master." ”

Ah Xi said as he secretly observed Ye Jingsheng's expression. In fact, the young grandmother cooks the food, but she doesn't want to bring it.

Since she was a child, Ah Niang told her that if a woman wants to firmly grasp a man's heart, she must first grab his stomach. The young grandmother went to Buzhuang every morning, how could she miss such a good opportunity.

"Hurry up." Ye Jingsheng's eyebrows were lowered, and he picked up a cake shaped like a rabbit with chopsticks, and put it in his mouth, which tasted sweet but tasted like chewing wax. Ye Jingsheng put down his chopsticks, "Young grandma goes to Buzhuang every day, and it is very hard for me to go to Buzhuang every day, and the future meals will be handed over to you." ”

"Yes, young master." Ah Xi was very happy to hear this, and the young master handed over the cooking to her, indicating that the pastries she made were in line with the young master's taste.

Ye Jingsheng's eyes were deep, and he reached out and picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. Su Wan, are you so eager to find Ye Renfu now?

Buzhuang, as soon as Ye Renfu walked out of the store, he saw Su Wan who was pacing slowly, looking at his spirit, as if he was not very happy.

"Young grandma." Ye Renfu walked around the carriage in front of the door and walked in front of Su Wan and shouted gently.

Su Wan was stunned, looked up in amazement, paused for a moment, and then responded, nodding in response: "Brother Ye." ”

Ye Renfu looked at Su Wan, who was pale, and frowned slightly, "Young grandma, what's uncomfortable, do you want to find a doctor to take a look?" ”

Su Wan shook her head and barely smiled: "I'm fine, thank you Brother Ye for your concern." With that, he walked past Ye Renfu to the store.

Ye Renfu paused slightly for a second, turned to look at the girl's figure pacing slowly, and said the next second: "Young grandma, are you interested in going to the flower field?" ”

Su Wan paused, turned around, and looked at Ye Renfu puzzled, "Flower field? ”

Ye Renfu smiled slightly and walked a little closer, "Yes, on the hillside at the east end of the town, there is a flower field, which is the main source of Buzhuang dye. I wonder if the young grandmother is interested in going? ”

Su Wan was stunned, but she remembered that she heard the embroidery girl in the store say it yesterday. It is said that there are a hundred flowers planted in the flower field, and there are all kinds of flowers, and when it comes to this season, the flowers bloom all over the place, and they are very beautiful.

"Then there will be Brother Lao Ye." Su Wan nodded slightly, indicating that she agreed. However, in order to avoid suspicion, Su Wan sat in a carriage, while Ye Renfu changed to a horse. The young man who has always been gentle is also heroic on horseback.

Because the cloth village is in the south, and the slope is in the east, it took half a circle to go around the river town before reaching the bottom of the slope. Ye Renfu turned over and dismounted, and saw the curtain raised, and Su Wan slowly got out of the carriage.

"Young grandma, if we go up from here, we can get to the flower field." Ye Renfu pointed to the stone steps on the slope, looked at Su Wan and said.

Su Wan looked at Ye Renfu's fingers, nodded, and looked around, green mountains and green waters, a beautiful place.

Under the leadership of Ye Renfu, Su Wan slowly walked up the hillside and learned the origin of this flower field. It turned out that this fast land was originally a wasteland, but the old lady of the Ye family fell in love with it at a glance, and the daughter bought it and planted more than 100 kinds of flowers.

Every time the flowers are in full bloom, the color of the flowers themselves will be extracted and added to the brocade, and the pure natural flowers have greatly improved the color of the brocade, and it also carries the fragrance of the flowers themselves, which is why the Ye family brocade has not faded for a long time.

I don't know how long I walked, but I walked through the scattered branches, and finally reached the flattest place on the slope. As far as the eye can see, colorful flower branches are swaying in the wind, and dozens of flower farmers are bending down in the flower fields to pick just the right flowers.

I don't know who was the first to notice, dozens of flower farmers got up and greeted Ye Renfu and Su Wan one after another. Ye Renfu has long been familiar with each other, and he has to come here at this time of year, and he has long been familiar with these flower farmers. It's just that Su Wan came for the first time, and she was still a little uncomfortable, just smiling silently and nodding to the flower farmers.

Su Wan, who was walking on the path, opened her hands slightly, stroking the delicate flowers on both sides, and the delicate touch melted her heart little by little.

She thought about it a lot, and just like that, closed her eyes, faced the wind, stroked the flowers, and kept walking. In this way, there will be no heartache.