Xiao Yaxue nodded, "Yes, you said that time is the medicine that cures everything!" ”

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, time is also a pig-killing knife, click, click!" ”

The two of them joked and joked for a while, and then went to sleep.

In the dark night, Xiao Yaxue, who was in the other bed, had already let out an even and deep breathing sound, but Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes.

What is Tang Lingzi doing on such a night?

Half of the first month has passed, and there is still a month left before the child is about to be born.

Will he be able to rush back?

Can you?

……

The eighteenth day of the first month, the day Mu Zichuan returned to Beijing.

"Call girl, I still can't shout......"

On the side of the road at the entrance of the village, Mu Zichuan lowered his head, and his reluctant gaze fell on Yang Ruoqing in front of him.

"I'll still call you Qing'er, okay?" He asked softly.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head, her bright eyes full of smiles.

"Well, whatever you call me, let me call your brother, hehe, to be honest, I can't shout!"

"We are all the same as before, and we can treat each other as brothers and sisters in our hearts!"

She pretended to be relaxed.

He also smiled and nodded, the smile on his lips was squeezed out at a glance, bitter and bitter......

Yang Ruoqing turned her head sideways, she couldn't bear to look at it, and she didn't want to look at it.

What can you do after reading it?

Not far away, two horse-drawn carriages were parked.

Widow Liu and Yang Huazhong were putting the luggage that Mu Zichuan was going to bring on this trip in the carriage behind them, large bags and small bags.

It is estimated that it is the clothes of the four seasons, as well as the local products in this house, and the New Year's cured meat to eat.

Yang Ruoqing also asked him to bring some things to Zhang Liangyu and Wan Qingchun by the way.

"Qing'er, can you give me a ride?" Mu Zichuan asked suddenly.

"Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and looked at him with some puzzlement.

Mu Zichuan seemed to have mustered a lot of courage, "Why do my mother and you want to recognize each other, your intentions, in fact, I understand it in my heart." ”

"I have some thoughts, and I know it's time to cut them off."

"Although I am unwilling and do not want to, I have to cut it off after all...... It's good for everyone. ”

He whispered, his handsome countenance, haggard, painful.

It can be seen that he has been having a very bad time these days.

"Now that you understand, why do you want me to give you a ride?" She asked.

Mu Zichuan said: "The last time, it should be my last obsession, this time, I will treat you like a sister sincerely in the future." Good no good? ”

He begged.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing was a little entangled.

At this moment, Widow Liu and Yang Huazhong both came over.

"Zichuan, everything is packed, and you can leave at any time." Yang Huazhong said with a smile.

The girl recognized Widow Liu as her godmother, and the two families will be their own family in the future, and Yang Huazhong is very happy.

Mu Zichuan said to Yang Huazhong: "Third uncle, I want Qing'er to give me a ride, there are some words, I want to tell her alone, please fulfill it." ”

Hearing Mu Zichuan's words, Yang Huazhong was stunned.

Yang Ruoqing was also stunned, and the widow Liu on the side was also a little stunned.

"Third uncle, mother, don't worry, I know what I should do and what I shouldn't do." Mu Zichuan continued.

"I just have a few words, and I still want to talk to Qing'er from my heart, but if I don't let me say it, my heart knot can't be untied."

"Even if I go to the edge of the sky, I can't jump out of this strange circle, and I ask the two elders to fulfill ......"

Mu Zichuan said again, brushed the robe on his body, and made a gesture to kneel.

A hand grabbed him, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er ......"

"Don't embarrass the elders, let's go, I'll walk with you for a while......"

Putting aside these words, Yang Ruoqing took the lead and walked forward.

Behind him, Mu Zichuan was surprised, and a touch of ecstasy flashed under his eyes.

Then, he said to Yang Huazhong and Widow Liu, and quickly chased after them.

Behind him, Yang Huazhong and Widow Liu looked at each other.

Widow Liu sighed: "My stupid son, when will it take for this horn tip to come out?" ”

Yang Huazhong said: "Zichuan is a smart child, he will definitely figure it out." ”

"Sister-in-law, let's not worry too much, give them two a little effort, let them talk well, make it clear, and it will be fine in the future."

Widow Liu nodded: "Let's go, let's drive the carriage and follow, Qing'er has a big belly and can't go too far." ”

Yang Huazhong also thought so, so the two of them hurriedly followed behind with the carriage.

Ahead, on the side of the road to Clearwater Town.

At this time, it is early in the morning.

Although spring has already been fought, and every household has let go of artillery battles to catch spring, but at the end of this month, it is still very cold.

At this point in time, there were almost no people on the road and in the fields on both sides.

The big guys are still sleeping in the warm bed.

"Qing'er, are you cold? Do you wear my scarf first? ”

Mu Zichuan chased after him, walked side by side with Yang Ruoqing, and looked sideways to see her little face that was a little red by the morning breeze, and asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "It's okay, I got hot after walking a few steps." ”

"Hmm!" He nodded, his eyes sparkling.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Didn't you say before that there are still a few words to dig out your heart and lungs with me?" Say it all at once! ”

Mu Zichuan was stunned, and then, a touch of red appeared on Qingjun's face.

"How many more words do I want to say to you?" He smiled self-deprecatingly and said.

"No matter how much I say, there's no need to say it anymore."

"Qing'er, actually, I have a request, I hope you can fulfill me." He said.

Yang Ruoqing stopped and looked at him.

"Say."

Mu Zichuan smiled faintly and said, "I want to hear you sing a song." ”

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, thinking that she had misheard.

Mu Zichuan continued: "Last time in Haitang Xuan, the song I sang about the general and the prostitute was the best song I have ever heard. ”

"You know what? Now all the people in the capital are singing about your song about the general and prostitutes! ”

"However, no matter how much they imitate it, they always lack that flavor."

"Only you can sing the essence of that song!"

"Hehe, won't you?" Yang Ruoqing let out a happy laugh.

"I didn't want to be a celebrity...... she teased.

"That day, I really had to suffer, so I drove the ducks to the shelves to roar twice." She said.

Mu Zichuan said: "This is called intentionally planting flowers that do not bloom, and unintentionally planting willows and willows into the shade." ”

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips and nodded, maybe.

Mu Zichuan continued: "Your song that day was sung for everyone. ”

"I want you to sing a song for me alone, that's what I want, okay?"

His face was sincere, and his eyes were full of tenderness, longing, and the anxiety of panic at being rejected.

Yang Ruoqing had mixed feelings in her heart.

Originally, she was worried about his wish, to hug her, or kiss her.