Yang Ling only took two steps forward, and then he heard a sound on the ground, a two-finger-thick wooden stick had been pointed on his chest, which startled him, and hurriedly said: "Don't", his throat was a little choked, and he swallowed his saliva before he said slowly: "Young lady, it's me, I'm Yang Ling."

"Oops!" When the stick fell to the ground with a thud, Han Youniang hurriedly grabbed two steps, grabbed him, and said anxiously: "Xianggong, you have just recovered from your illness, why did you come out?" It's cold, if you have something to do, what will you let me do? ”

Yang Ling said: "It's okay, I'm already much better." It's just that he doesn't move often, and his body is a little weak", he reached out to help Han Youniang carry the food pocket, Han Youniang was willing to let him work again, and hurriedly helped him go back, and said: "Xianggong, you go back and lie down, it's too cold at night, and the weather is warm at noon, I'll help you out to dry your head."

Yang Ling was helpless, so she had to let her help her walk back, and when she entered the door, she couldn't help but say, "Young lady, in order to treat me, our family's money has been spent, right?" I don't think there's anything left at home."

Han Youniang put the grain bag on the stove and helped him to walk to the back room, she hummed in a low voice, and said softly: "The autumn Tartar is coming, I just want to carry you and flee up the mountain, and the food stored at home has been snatched away by the Tartar, so ...... I had to pawn some furniture."

She helped Yang Ling sit down on the kang, and while helping him take off his shoes, she raised her head and smiled at him, and said: "Don't worry, Xianggong, when there is a harvest in our field next year, it will be better, you are a showman, don't worry about these chores, stay better, just study with peace of mind, next year will be a triennial township test."

When Yang Ling saw her say her identity, her eyes were full of admiration and pride, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, her current appearance was really unpickable on her shoulders and hands, but she had a talented background by writing those bullshit articles, and in her eyes, she became a real man. This has to be put aside in your own era, even if you are a graduate of Tsinghua University and Peking University, you are such a coward, I am afraid that you will have been kicked away by your wife, and you will look at you with such adoring eyes?

But it's no wonder she attaches so much importance to it, in this era, agriculture and business are suppressed, even if a businessman is rich, his social status is not as good as a small landlord with only three or five acres of land, so the way to get promoted and make a fortune almost all depends on being an official, and the main way to enter the official career is the imperial examination, although Yang Ling is now just a showman, but in this era, the identity of the showman is a great figure whether it is in the city or the countryside, and some scholars are seventy or eighty years old and may not be able to be admitted to a show.

The Ming Dynasty has the strictest supervision of the people, even if they leave their hometown to visit relatives and friends, they must be issued by the local government, and they must be stamped through the customs, and they must not be sloppy. However, Xiucai and Juren are different from those who have meritorious reputations, they have the right to wear swords, wear green silk shirts, and travel casually, and the officials are not allowed to stop and detain along the way, and when they see those county lords who ordinary farmers may not see in their lifetime, they don't have to kneel and have seats, and in the eyes of ordinary people, such people are naturally very high-status figures.

Han Youniang pulled the quilt and asked him to lean on, and brought a basin of hot water, regardless of Yang Ling's repeated refusals, gently washed his feet, how could this Yang Ling enjoy this kind of treatment, but he refused, seeing that it made Han Youniang's face panic, he had to smile bitterly and let her serve.

At night, lying on the bed, Yang Ling rested his head on his arm, silently thinking about his own thoughts. I heard Han Youniang's slight breathing in my ears, and I thought that she was already asleep.

Since the two of them got married, although Han Youniang and he lived on a kang, they took care of him every day, the two of them have never performed a human courtesy, they have just slept next to his bed, tonight Xianggong is no longer that kind of groggy appearance, but she is extremely ashamed, he can't see himself when he blows the lamp when he sleeps, Han Youniang is still hot, and as soon as she gets into the quilt, she buries her head in the quilt and never dares to show it again.

But tonight her mood is the happiest day since getting married, Xianggong not only came back from the dead, but also seems to be cured, it seems that he will be able to fully recover his health after a while, and life is full of hope and longing again, she only feels extremely happy.

Although Yang Ling and her are husband and wife, but in his heart, although this girl was born beautifully, but since he opened his eyes, he saw her misfortune and strength, which made him pity this girl, he only has two years to live, such a lovely woman, he will not have the idea of beating others with his conscience.

He looked at the place where Han Youniang slept, the room was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly, he could only hear her thin breathing, like a little cat. Alas, he sighed faintly, now that this girl is his wife, she must not only find a way to live, but also take responsibility to take care of her, but in such a poor home, how can she settle her without worrying about food and clothing?

After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure out what to do. At this time, the heat of the kang gradually cooled down, not only the face exposed outside the quilt was frozen, but the quilt also began to be cold, he tightened the quilt, and suddenly thought that he was sleeping on the kang, Han Youniang slept even more, I don't know if she can hold it.

Quietly stretched out his hand and touched the kang noodles beside the young lady, which was cold. It should be easy to chop some firewood in a mountain village, why not burn more firewood on such a cold day? When I looked at the house just now, I didn't seem to remember how much firewood was placed next to the stove. Thinking about his own situation, Yang Ling couldn't help but feel relieved: I am afraid that I have been dying for a period of time, as if I could die at any time, Han Youniang is a lonely and helpless person, and she has to take care of herself, how can she have time to go up the mountain to chop wood.

His fingers touched the edge of the quilt, and Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned, why is this quilt so thin? Twisted it with her fingers, the quilt was really too thin compared to herself, and she stayed up all night on this cold winter night?

At this time, Han Youniang's body shrank a little, as if her body was arched, Yang Ling's face was hot, she hadn't slept yet? He whispered with a hot face: "Young lady, haven't slept yet?" ”

Han Youniang replied vaguely, and her timid voice seemed to tremble a little. Yang Ling sighed: "Why is your quilt so thin, how can you survive such a cold winter night?" Don't you even have a thick quilt at home? ”

"Hmm", Han Youniang said in a low voice: "Xianggong, you are very sick, and the young lady really can't think of a way to ask for a doctor, so she has to be sorry."

Yang Ling touched the thick quilt he covered, his heart was hot, he sat up suddenly, reached out to pull the mattress under Han Youniang, the kang surface was very smooth, and the mattress was pulled by him.

Han Youniang was a little panicked in her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "What are you doing?" ”

Yang Ling was very funny when she saw that she was scared, and deliberately teased her: "We are husband and wife, why can't we sleep together?" ”

Han Youniang was even more panicked, but there was really nothing wrong with her husband saying this, so she had to eat and say, "But your body is good, let's not say goodbye."

Yang Ling couldn't help but smile lowly and said, "Silly girl, your quilt is too thin, seeing that you are frozen there, can I sleep?" Come, let's sleep together".

The two mattresses were placed together, Yang Ling lifted her quilt, put her own quilt on her body, and then put the thin quilt on top of the thick quilt, and said, "Look, it's much better this way."

Han Youniang was so embarrassed that she hid in the quilt and didn't dare to come out, her body curled up like a bow, her two small fists clenched in front of her chest, she didn't know why she was so nervous and afraid.

Yang Ling is her rightful husband, she has been educated since she was a child is three from the four virtues, the husband is the sky, the wife is the earth, the sage said: 'The woman is subservient to the people', if the husband wants her, there is really nothing that should not be, but when she thinks of what may happen, she still can't help but panic, more afraid than when she followed her father to hunt and saw the tiger for the first time.

Yang Ling also felt her nervousness, to be honest, he didn't dare to get too close to the young lady, if the two of them were really too close, he really couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be moved, at least he was physically and mentally healthy, next to such a young girl, even if he didn't want to, he would inevitably react physiologically, so the limbs of the two were separated by two fists, and he didn't dare to get closer.

But in this way, the only bit of heat in the quilt has run away, although the quilt is thick, still can't feel the warmth, lying down for a while, Yang Ling got up again, groping for his shoes.

Han Youniang poked her head out and asked, "Xianggong, where are you going?" ”

Yang Ling asked, "How do you light the oil lamp?" No, where is the oil lamp? ”

Han Youniang hurriedly got up and lit the oil lamp with a flint, her face was red under the light, and she didn't know whether it was shameful or the lights, but it was even more pretty, she said to Yang Ling in confusion: "Do you want to be flattering?" The toilet is in the outer hall."

Yang Ling shook his head and said, "No, I'll add some more firewood to the stove."

Han Youniang held the oil lamp and followed him to the outer hall, there was a small bundle of chopped firewood piled up under the stove, Yang Ling looked at it, walked to the corner and took those couplets, burning paper, gold and silver baskets and took them and stuffed them into the bottom of the stove, these are all made of sorghum stalks and paper, which are very flammable, and the stove fire that is about to be extinguished is burning again.

Yang Ling pressed the bundle of firewood one by one, Han Youniang opened her mouth, wanted to speak and stopped, thinking: "Burn it, burn it, anyway, my husband is in good health, I don't need to be by my side all the time, I will get up early tomorrow morning and go to the mountain to chop some firewood."

Yang Ling let the fire burn slowly, then clapped his hands, turned around and smiled: "It's okay now, you can sleep warmer tonight."

Turning her head, by the light of the fire in the stove, she saw that Han Youniang was wearing a white coarse cloth dress, although there were a few patches, but she couldn't hide her slender and moving figure, and the neckline showed a touch of skin, which looked particularly attractive under the cover of the fire and lights.

Yang Ling's heart jumped, and he hurriedly looked away and didn't dare to look at it again, Han Youniang noticed his gaze, and her face was a little shy. When Yang Ling took the oil lamp from Han Youniang's hand, she felt that her palm was very rough, and when she looked at the lamp, there were some calluses on her palm, and the skin on the back of her palm felt very rough, and there were many thin cuts.

Han Youniang blushed and shook her head, timidly withdrew her hand and said, "Xianggong, don't freeze, rest quickly." After this move, both of them were no longer so restrained, and an inexplicable feeling secretly grew in their hearts, and after getting into the quilt, the two were no longer so restrained.

It was very uncomfortable to pour cold air into the gap in the middle of the quilt, Yang Ling was helpless, and finally couldn't help but get closer, Han Youniang's body trembled, her limbs were a little stiff, but she didn't say a word tamely.

Yang Ling just let her get close to herself, as if she was clinging to her body, lest the heat run out. He said to Han Youniang self-deprecatingly: "Young lady, let's be regarded as getting along with each other", he gently rubbed the young lady's little hand, and said pityingly: "Your hands are cracked, they were made by washing and chopping wood, right?" Does it hurt? ”

Han Youniang sighed, shook her head, and found that he couldn't see it, so she said again: "It doesn't hurt, Xianggong, as long as your body gets better, you won't have any regrets no matter how much you suffer."

Yang Ling couldn't help but clench her hand again when he heard this, only to feel that although this reincarnation was the most difficult one in the past nine times, it made people's hearts warm and happy. After a long while, hearing that Han Youniang's breathing did not look like she was asleep, Yang Ling couldn't help but ask again, "What are you thinking?" ”

Han Youniang sighed softly and said, "Xianggong, I'm thinking about your township test next year, there is no money in the family, my mother's family has two older brothers and a younger brother, and my father's burden is also very heavy, so he can't help us." Our family's four acres of mountain fields are handed down from our ancestors, which cannot be sold, and the township test is a major event in your life, how can this be good? ”

Four acres of mountain fields? Yang Ling's heart couldn't help but move, he didn't have any ancestral property in his heart, he was afraid of being criticized for losing his family, he just thought about how much he could sell for four acres of land, it was best to make a fortune all at once, let himself live comfortably for two years, and let this woman have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life when she died.

He pondered in his heart for a while, and fatigue gradually hit, and he felt that the kang was getting hotter and hotter. Although Han Youniang let him pull his shoulders and get closer, but his petite body was still curled up and tightened, Yang Ling thought it was funny, he yawned, and smiled vaguely: "Young lady, relax a little, get closer and warmer, the weather is so cold, what are you afraid of me doing?" Well, I suddenly remembered an ancient man."

Han Youniang's face was hot when he said it, and when she heard this, she didn't know what her own Xiucai Xianggong was going to say, so she couldn't help but ask curiously: "Xianggong remembered what ancients?" ”

Yang Ling couldn't help but smile and said: "I think of Liu Xia Hui, if this 'gentleman' is not his own problem, or it is similar to my current situation, in the middle of the winter, under the city gate, holding a girl in his arms but not too chaotic, I can do it, because it is too cold, and any bad thoughts are frozen."

Han Youniang laughed "poof", before getting married, she was still worried that her husband was the kind of old-fashioned and boring showman, she didn't expect him to be so interesting, Han Youniang felt a strange feeling in her heart, "This is the husband who has been with me all my life, and I am my closest relative in the future", she sighed softly in her little heart, and her kindness and admiration made her can't help but get close to Yang Ling, and her nervous body softened.

She couldn't help but get close to Yang Ling, and whispered in his ear: "Xianggong, I am willing to be next to you like this, no matter birth, old age, sickness and death, rich or poor, I am willing to accompany you without regrets forever."

Hearing Han Youniang cover her shame at night and confide in him, Yang Ling's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, is everyone in the world trying to find the other half who is willing to say "I do" to themselves? The impulse made him almost blurt out to her that he was willing to accompany her like this, for the rest of his life, but the words came to his lips and swallowed them back, two years of life, he sighed deeply in his heart.

Han Youniang's body was gentle, soft, and hot, and it was very comfortable to hold in her arms, and she cherished and suppressed the desire in his heart, and a wave of sleepiness came up, Yang Ling yawned, and she didn't feel like she fell asleep.

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