After everyone ran out of goose soup, Wu Weiyi ran to the pile of goose bones to pick up his pocket. Seeing this, Mo Zhai couldn't help but be curious, so he stepped forward and asked:

"What did my brother do with this pile of goose bones? Can Zhai help? ”

But seeing that Wu Weiyi actually picked out a larger goose leg bone from the pile of bones, and handed it to Mo Zhai, and said to him:

"Brother Xian, you go and grind this leg bone, drill a hole, and make a needle."

Although Mo Zhai didn't know Wu Weiyi's intentions, he still didn't say a word, took the leg bone and retreated. This matter was not difficult for Mo Zhai, so he quickly made a pair of bone needles. Not only that, but also out of rattan bark is a very durable roll of stem thread.

Wu Weiyi was overjoyed when he saw it, and immediately tore off a large piece of fabric from the hem of his clothes, and raised it above his head, and said to everyone:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Please also like Wu Mou, tear off some fabric from each person, and use it for another reason. ”

Everyone didn't ask much, they followed suit, and soon Wu Weiyi already had a lot of fabrics in his hands, and Wu Weiyi then delivered it to Du Yu together with the needle and thread, Du Yu understood, sat on the side and began to sew.

Wu Duotong came to Wu Weiyi's side, and when he saw this, he was very puzzled, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"Mr. Wu, what do you mean by this?"

Wu Weiyi smiled faintly and replied casually:

"We escaped in a hurry, and had no extra clothes, and the princess's garment did not suit Miss Asha well, and it was inconvenient for us to trek in the future. Therefore, if you can make a colorful dress for Miss Asha, it will be good for her to have a well-fitting dress to cover her body. In such a hurry, it will not restrain her legs. ”

Wu Duotong scratched his head and said: "In the past five years, Xiao Wang has traveled south and north, and has been to many places, and he has heard a lot about the customs of colorful clothes, but it is just ...... It's usually for babies, right? ”

Wu Weiyi smiled slightly, and replied again:

"Hehe, from ancient times to the present, colorful clothes contain many meanings, although common in babies, but adults are also indispensable. Its purpose is nothing more than to accept the blessings of hundreds of families, to reduce disasters and diseases. Now that Asha is newly married, there is nothing wrong with dressing it. ”

Wu Duotong understood the reason for this, and couldn't help but sigh:

"I stowed it...... In this way, this dress has some special meaning to Miss Asha. ”

After all, Du Yu is good at embroidery, although the thickness of these fabrics is uneven, and the coloring is different. But after she rushed to make it overnight, she actually made these miscellaneous materials according to Yang Asha's figure, and in the style of the servant's clothes, she made a very jumpy color dress. Moreover, the use of lines and fine threads to embroider some bird and flower patterns in a staggered manner, which looks extremely elegant.

Du Yu personally dressed these hundred clothes for Yang Asha, Yang Asha originally liked this kind of colorful clothes, and although this hundred clothes were patchwork, it was okay for her.

Yang Asha wore it on her body, and looked at it for a while, and this kind of clothing was indeed something she had never heard of......

That night, after another period of commotion, everyone deliberately avoided and silently exited the cave. Soon, only Yang Asha and Mo Zhai were left here.

Although Yang Asha and Mo Zhai have been matched by everyone, they have also become husband and wife. But because everything was too sudden, and the two were still young, they couldn't fully accept the mutation of their identities for a while.

Yang Asha lowered her head shyly, her eyes against the tips of her shoes, and she didn't dare to speak. And Mo Zhai took a deep breath, strengthened his courage, coughed lightly a few times, and slowly approached Yang Asha.

"Ah...... Asha ...... Girl......"

Yang Asha heard this call and couldn't help but laugh lightly. Instead, he only felt shy, and whispered with a red face:

"Why do you still call people 'girls'...... When is that......"

Mo Zhai was embarrassed, although he had a different feeling for Yang Asha, and his feelings were secret. But I never thought of having the idea of being connected with her. Now it's a fait accompli, and it's like a dream. And all this, for Yang Asha, why not?

The two were far apart in the cave, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward. In the end, Yang Asha muttered and said angrily:

"You black charcoal...... Is it really stupid? ”

Mo Zhai gritted his teeth and came to Yang Asha's side, wanting to pull Yang Asha's little hand, but he was about to touch it, as if he was being provoked by fire, he suddenly withdrew his hand, Yang Asha sighed in his heart, and grabbed Mo Zhai's hand.

Mo Zhai was grabbed by Yang Asha's hand, his heart was beating with a sigh, but he was no longer so ashamed, he tried to stabilize his mind, and called softly:

"Asha ......"

At this time, Yang Asha, under the influence of Du Yu and Wu Weiyi, also knew a little about the poetry of the Zhou people. Seeing Mo Zhai's naïve state, he raised his hand slightly, and covered his mouth with a smile:

"Oh? Isn't this the so-called 'holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son'? It's really pleasant......"

Mo Zhai was amused by Yang Asha's words, laughed quite embarrassedly, and said:

"Asha knows that, too? Hehe, although Zhai is not good at chanting poetry, he has heard some ...... from his brother I never thought about it, Aunt Asha...... Asha can also understand the charm, which is really rare. ”

When Yang Asha heard this, her face suddenly changed, and she squeezed Mo Zhai's hand with an angry face, and said with some complaints:

"You black charcoal...... Aren't you saying that I don't know how to learn?! ”

When Mo Zhai heard this, he hurriedly defended and said:

"Oops, no, no, no! Asha is now Zhai's beloved...... How dare Zhai?! ”

When Yang Asha heard the word "beloved", her whole face was red, and even her neck was crimson. After being stunned for a while, he said in an inaudible voice:

"You black charcoal is really puzzled...... By the way, since Sister Yu'er often calls Mr. Wu 'Wu Lang', then in the future, I will call you 'Mo Lang', okay? ”

Mo Zhai was overjoyed in his heart, and suddenly plucked up his courage, hugged Yang Asha is arms, and said:

"It's good...... No matter what Asha calls me, I ......."

Before Mo Zhai could say this, I saw Yang Asha knocking Mo Zhai's chest like a coquettish man:

"What? Why don't you change your mind? Why do you still call me 'Asha'? 'Asha' can be called by outsiders, but Mo Lang can't be called that! …… Isn't it that Mo Lang doesn't want to marry Asha? All of this is Mr. Wu and Sister Yu'er's winners, didn't you mean that? ”

When Mo Zhai heard this, he was in a hurry again, but he immediately made up his mind:

"Where, where...... How did Zhai do this...... Sha'er said this about Mo Lang, but she really wronged Mo Lang. In fact, Zhai's heart has already been recognized. The reason why I didn't dare to say it openly before was because I was afraid that I would surprise the beauty. Now Sha'er is my wife, and Mo Lang will always be Sha'er's husband......"

Yang Asha was happy in her heart, although Mo Zhai couldn't say any good words, but this statement was also extremely true and sincere. She looked at Mo Zhai and asked with a light smile:

"That'...... Mo Lang ...... When did you like me? ”

Mo Zhai couldn't help but think about it for a while, and said:

"Sha'er asked me when I was really emotional, but Zhai really couldn't answer. It's just that in the past, I used to joke with Sha'er, but I didn't get bored by it, but I thought it was quite interesting. Although Sha'er made mistakes because of her stubbornness, Mo Lang did not mean to blame him in his heart...... Maybe it's under this subtle ......"

Before Mo Zhai's words were finished, Yang Asha pushed him away dissatisfiedly, and said angrily:

"Wow, it turns out that in your eyes, Sha'er is just a stubborn and misguided!"

Mo Zhai patted his head, knowing that it was a mistake again, and couldn't help but be busy arguing again:

"Huh?! Surname...... No, Mo Lang didn't mean that......! ”

"Humph! You obviously have this intention, and you are still quibbling here! Mo Zhai, I see that your heart is even darker, and you don't have a conscience at all! ”

Mo Zhai wanted to argue again, but after thinking about it, he knew that Yang Asha was amusing him. So, he only gently pulled down the sleeve of Yang Asha's shirt, put her body between his legs, and said:

"Oh, my good Sha'er! You really wronged Mo Lang, Mo Lang's heart treats you with sincerity, I don't believe that Mo Lang is digging up to you now. ”

Yang Asha's eyes turned slyly, and she stroked Mo Lang's face with her hand, and said with a smile:

"If you do dig it, it's not black! …… It must be stinky, so I don't want to look at it! ”

Mo Zhai smiled slightly, and said again:

"That being the case, it always hurts to listen......"

Yang Asha really pressed her ear to Mo Zhai's chest, listening to the sound of her strong and powerful heartbeat, she couldn't help but think wildly......