During the day, the snow stopped for a while, and in the evening it began to fall again. The snow was so heavy that by the time we had dinner, the snow in the yard was up to my ankles. Zhou Jian and Zhou Gui, the two boys, wore thick clothes and played in the snow in the yard, accompanied by a little maid and a servant. Inside the house, the Li family and the Zhou family sat together, eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner lively.

Although Li Xiehe is the head of the Li family, considering the dignity of the elders and the young, Li Xiehe still gave up the throne of sitting in the north and facing south to the second elder of the Zhou family, and he sat on the left hand side of the old man Zhou. Zhou Dali rarely eats with Wei Hong, but today he sat at a table with the Li family for the first time. At first, in the face of Miss Li and Li Xiehe, he seemed a little restrained, but after two glasses of wine, as his face gradually became ruddy, he also let go of his arms and kept toasting Wei Hong.

"Sir, without you, there would be no vigorous force today, and I would like to respect you vigorously." Zhou Dali held his wine glass and said loudly.

Wei Hong raised his glass and touched Zhou Dali, raised his neck and poured a sip, but didn't drink it all, after all, the meal had just begun, so he was not in a hurry to get drunk. Putting down the wine glass, he put his left hand on Wan Niang's waist, stroking Wan Niang's stomach from behind, thinking that he was going to be a father, the corners of Wei Hong's mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Li Xuanqing and Li Qiulan lowered their heads, whispering something earnestly, and laughed coquettishly from time to time. Li Ruohua saw that the sisters were chatting happily, so they also came over, and when they heard the topic of the sisters, Li Ruohua said very boringly: "Look at the handsome brother of the son, can't you stay in the boudoir and talk again?" Do you have to talk about this at the dinner table? ”

Li Xuanqing shrugged her shoulders and did not refute, while Li Qiulan stuck out her tongue at Li Ruohua and said with a smile: "The second sister has a brother-in-law, so naturally she is not in a hurry." But Qiulan and the eldest sister don't even have a sweetheart now, so they naturally have to pay more attention. ”

Hearing this, Li Ruohua pouted: "At your age, you can't find any young sons, if you want me to say, just find someone to marry." ”

"Second sister!" Li Qiulan glared at Li Ruohua, and quietly pointed at Li Xuanqing with her finger, signaling Li Ruohua not to talk nonsense. The three girls are the oldest in Li Xuan's youth, although they are beautiful and have a good family background, it is really not easy to find a serious Lang Jun who is 800 serious. After all, men in this year got married at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and at the age of sixteen or seventeen, they can be regarded as late marriage and late childbearing. A woman like Li Xuanqing, who is in her twenties and has not yet left the cabinet, is really rare.

Seeing that Li Xuanqing's face was not very good-looking, Li Ruohua realized that he had lost his words, and immediately put his palm on the back of Li Xuanqing's hand, and said guiltily: "Sister, don't be angry, I was also unintentional just now." ”

Li Xuanqing quietly withdrew her hand from Li Ruohua's hand, reached out and patted Li Ruohua's cheek, and said with a far-fetched smile: "I naturally know that you have no intentions, and besides, what you said is right, I am indeed old......" Speaking of this, Li Xuanqing secretly glanced at Wei Hong, quickly lowered his head, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said: "Don't talk about this." ”

In the past, Li Xuanqing never cared about whether she was married or not, in other words, Li Xuanqing didn't have the heart to pay attention to such a thing as love and love. But since Wei Hong came to the capital, Li Xuanqing's original state of mind has changed drastically. Recalling that night when she was kissed by Wei Hongqiang, Li Xuanqing's heart was still jumping. It's good not to think about these things, but once you start thinking about them, it's like a river opening its floodgates, and you can't suppress it anymore.

Li Xiehe chatted happily with the second elder of the Zhou family, although Li Xiehe was much younger than the second elder of the Zhou family, but they were like the same kind of people, and they even had a common language. The two sisters-in-law of the Zhou family also joined Li Xiehe's topic, and interjected with a smile from time to time. On the other side, the three sisters of the Li family gathered together, chatting in a whisper, and did not pay attention to Wei Hong. As for Zhou Dali, he began to drink too violently, and he was already lying on the table and not moving. Wei Hong hugged Wan Niang's waist, poured a small glass of wine for Wan Niang, and chatted with Wan Niang about the child while drinking pleasantly.

In the cave where Yan Ruyu lived outside the capital, Xiao Ya'er covered the entrance of the cave with a dead tree branch, and a flame was born in the cave. Holding a silver needle of the herald's thread in his hand, he put it on the fire to bake, and after the silver needle turned red, Xiao Ya'er hurriedly climbed onto the bluestone slab where Yan Ruyu was lying, lifted the quilt on Yan Ruyu's body, rolled up Yan Ruyu's sleeves and skirt, and exposed the shocking wounds on Yan Ruyu's body. At this time, the wound was no longer bleeding, but the situation was extremely unoptimistic, Xiao Ya'er touched Yan Ruyu's forehead, and whispered softly: "Miss, bear with me." ”

After that, Ya'er pierced the red-hot needle into Yan Ruyu's wound, and when the needle touched the wound, it made a '......' sound, followed by a burnt smell. Although there was this bonfire, the temperature inside the cave was not much better than outside, but Ya'er's forehead was oozing dense fine sweat, and he was concentrating on sewing up Yan Ruyu's wounds.

At this time, Yan Ruyu was not unconscious, but opened her eyes, looked at the entrance of the cave, and let her teeth thread needles and threads on the wound, but there was no strange look on her face, as if she didn't feel pain. After a while, Ya'er stitched up the wound on Yan Ruyu's arm and turned to stitch up the wound on her thigh. Although the cave was very dim, Yan Ruyu's thighs were unusually snow-white, which was particularly conspicuous in this dim atmosphere.

Looking at the shocking wound on Yan Ruyu's delicate thigh, Ya'er burst into tears in distress. Ya'er has been by Yan Ruyu's side since she was a child, although Yan Ruyu is the son of a traitor, but after all, she is a golden branch and jade leaf that grew up in the apricot blossoms. And now, for the sake of Wei Hong, Yan Ruyu has this kind of injury, thinking that the skin that can be broken by blowing the bomb will have a scar after saying that she is going to fall scars, and her teeth can't wait to peel Wei Hong's skin and cramp!

Ya'er took a deep breath, and while greeting Wei Hong's ancestors for the eighteenth generation in her heart, she lightly stitched up the wound on Yan Ruyu's thigh. When the sewing was almost done, Ya'er tilted his head and asked Yan Ruyu: "Miss, it's freezing this day, you have injuries on your body, it will be difficult to endure tonight, if you frostbite the wound, you will definitely fall into the root of the disease in the future." Why don't we go to the capital tonight and find a store and stay overnight? ”

Yan Ruyu stretched out her slender jade hand like a bright moon, put it on her eyebrows, and shook her head gently: "No need, if I am discovered by the officers and soldiers, I can escape, but you may not be able to escape, there is no need to risk yourself." (To be continued.) )