I saw a girl standing at the head of the bridge in front of me, with a slender figure, her long hair draped over her vest, and her long hair was held with a jade button.

Holding a pink oil-paper umbrella, standing in the smoke and rain, ethereal and dusty.

When she turned around, she saw her Fang Dangshaoling, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, and when she looked forward to it, she seemed to be looking for someone.

Even if there was a beauty in the world like Chai Rong beside him, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"One eye is over the city, and then the country is on the other."

This sentence was seen from the encyclopedia of ancient poems, but I didn't think it was amazing at the time, but at this time I realized that this sentence seemed to be born for this moment.

The woman in front of her is really more beautiful than the one walking down in the painting.

If he were to change places, he would never associate such a peerless beauty with Meng Po.

It's just that at the moment, according to the meaning of fat, they will follow Meng Po's dream, and the woman in front of them, if there is no accident, she should be Meng Po.

It's just that the gap is a little too big.

"It's indeed a mother-in-law, you see there's an inconspicuous birthmark next to the mother-in-law's ear."

Chai Rong and Meng Po have been together for so long, and they have found the key point at a glance.

With a finger of his hand, Ding Xiaoyi really saw that in the woman's ear, there was a birthmark the size of a red bean.

There is no doubt that it is Meng Po in front of him.

Who would have thought that the old woman with a serious face would be so beautiful when she was young.

"This can't be that Meng Po is dreaming of herself and deliberately imagining herself like this, right?"

Ding Xiaoyi still didn't believe that the beautiful woman in front of him was actually Meng Po.

"Brother Xiaoyi, in fact, my mother-in-law is very good, but sometimes she is a little stricter." Chai Rong said.

As the two spoke, a teenager stumbled behind them.

The young man looked like he was about fifteen or sixteen, and there was a wind under his feet.

"Aunt Meng......"

The boy shouted and crashed into Meng Po's arms.

I saw Meng Po's cold face, her slender fingers twisted in the young man's ear, and the young man who was in pain suddenly bared his teeth for a while.

"Ahh......hh It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, ......it hurts, it hurts. ”

"I still know the pain, how many times have I said it, don't run around, the soldiers are in chaos, I arrested you to be a strong man, and no one will bury you anywhere you die."

The young man screamed in pain, tears were about to flow, and when he heard this, the young man showed a cheap smile on his face: "Hehe, then you feel sorry for me." ”

Meng Po didn't speak with a cold face, but her hand still let go of the young man's ears.

The young man rubbed his ears, and the thief's eyes swirled back and forth, not knowing what the slippery head was thinking, but he took out a silver hairpin from his arms.

"Last time I did something for the Ximen Dong family, the master of the Dong family gave three taels of silver, I saw that Aunt Meng, your wooden hairpin was about to break, isn't it your twentieth birthday, so I hit a silver hairpin with silver."

As he spoke, the young man stepped forward with the silver hairpin in his hand.

Seeing this, Meng Po still had a straight face: "Three taels of silver, you make a silver hairpin, but I don't want to think about how long three taels of silver can be exchanged for rice." ”

Hearing Meng Po's reprimand, the young man disagreed: "What's the point of hitting a silver hairpin for your mother-in-law, if you are really distressed, when I marry you in the future, you will take care of the house." ”

I don't know if I was angry with him or ashamed, the corners of Meng Po's mouth twitched slightly, and she turned around and said, "Hugh is talking nonsense, I am five years older than you." ”

After speaking, he turned around and ignored the boy and left.

"Hey, Aunt Meng~~"

Seeing this, the young man hurriedly followed.

Seeing this, Chai Rong pulled Ding Xiaoyi and hurriedly chased after her.

"Slow down!"

Ding Xiaoyi sensed that something was wrong, pulled her over, and motioned her to slow down.

"Brother Xiaoyi, you don't know, the silver ...... just now" Before he finished speaking, he was covered by Ding Xiaoyi.

Yu Guang glanced around.

But I saw the vague pedestrians around, and I didn't know when they slowed down, these vague figures couldn't see their facial features clearly.

But at this time, he was sure that these people were staring at the two of them, and he could vaguely feel the slightest hostility.

"Relax...... Naturally, have you forgotten how to explain to Chubby? ”

As I said before, this is Meng Po's consciousness, once the two of them are too nervous, they will be rejected by Meng Po's subconscious.

These vague figures may be the vague memories of Meng Po's subconscious.

Chai Rong also noticed the surrounding situation at this time, nodded, and slowly relaxed herself.

Ding Xiaoyi pulled her forward with a step.

As he walked, he said: "Don't worry, this is Meng Po's consciousness, no matter where we go, we will not be too far away from Meng Po's consciousness." ”

Chai Rong nodded, noticing the vague pedestrians around her, and gradually continued to act, and disappeared from the sight of the two little by little.

"Brother Xiaoyi, that silver hairpin, I saw it in my mother-in-law's jewelry box, and it was pressed by my mother-in-law on the bottom layer, could it be that the person my mother-in-law is looking for is the young man just now?"

Chai Rong recalled that when she helped her mother-in-law clean up the room, she accidentally saw the silver hairpin, wrapped in red silk, and carefully hidden.

Compared to my mother-in-law's other jewelry, this silver hairpin is simply not worth mentioning.

But being able to be so carefully collected by my mother-in-law is obviously an extremely precious thing.

"Doom...... Possibly. ”

Ding Xiaoyi is not sure, after all, the two seem to have a little age difference.

As he was talking, there was a white mist in front of him, but a Zhuangzi appeared out of thin air in front of the two.

"Yizhuang?"

Seeing the plaque hanging on the gate, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be stunned, turned his head and asked Chai Rong: "Isn't Meng Po's surname Meng?" Why hang Yizhuang? ”

Chai Rong couldn't help but cover her mouth and explain with a chuckle when she heard this: "Yizhuang was actually originally used for charity, with a study hall, a public field, and an ancestral hall, and then after a long time, it gradually became a place to store coffins.

Most of them have not found a good place to bury them for a while, or the deceased has died in a foreign country, and the family is ready to transport them back to the country for burial, or they are too poor to be buried, so they have to be temporarily stored in Yizhuang. ”

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he suddenly realized; "Oh, it's like a morgue, isn't it?"

"Well, it can be understood that the big families in the city pay for maintenance, and generally there is no income, and it seems that my mother-in-law lives here."

Chai Rong said and gently pushed open the hidden door.

As soon as the door opened, I saw a huge yard where an unknown number of years old plum tree was.

And the young man just now was standing under the big tree, clasping his hands into fists, striding his horse, and there were three burning incense candles under his buttocks.

"Huh!"

Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look, it was only a blink of an eye, and the young man who was only his chest was tall had obviously grown up a lot, and he could already reach his shoulders by eyesight.

"Brother Xiaoyi, look!"

Chai Rong pointed ahead, only to see that not far away, Meng Po was sitting at the stone table beside her.

is wearing a plain long dress, and her hair is tied with the hairpin that the boy gave her.

The slender white fingers lightly rotated the stone mill in front of him, grinding the cinnabar into a delicate powder.

Every move has a wordless tranquility, as if banishing oneself from the world.

Then he took the pen, put the ink down, and in an instant, a yellow charm was written and drawn by Meng Po.

The young man on the side was fascinated, and his buttocks couldn't help but go down, and he was suddenly burned by the incense candle, and he almost jumped up.

"Don't move, keep squatting!"

Although Meng Po didn't look at him, she seemed to have been staring at his every move for a long time, and asked him to squat in a cold voice.

"Aunt Meng, how long will it take, I can't hold it anymore!"

The young man rubbed his buttocks, complaining bitterly, but he didn't dare to disobey in the slightest, and re-tied the horse.

"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, you don't have to suffer a little, how can you learn the real skills."

The young man's cry of distress, Meng Po was unmoved.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense......

The day passed in a hurry, and the young man's ass had already been burned for a long time.

Even his pants were burned out of several holes.

But in the blink of an eye, in the evening, the young man rubbed his buttocks, walked back to the room, threw himself on the bed and fell asleep.

And not long after he fell asleep, a candlelight lit up the room, but he saw Meng Po walking into the room with a cold face.

"Aunt Meng, I want to marry you as a wife......"

The boy was lying on the bed, with saliva still on the corner of his mouth, and was muttering to himself in his sleep.

Seeing him sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but shake his head, pulled off his pants, saw the blood blisters burning out of his buttocks, and his cold face showed a little concern.

After carefully taking out the gold sore medicine and applying it to him, he took his pants before getting up and leaving.

The two of them saw all this clearly outside the window.

Chai Rong looked at the young man, his white and tender buttocks, and couldn't help but blush.

"Hehe, it looks like Meng Po is also a knife-mouthed tofu heart." Ding Xiaoyi sighed.

"Mother-in-law isn't bad in the first place." Chai Rong still knows a little about Meng Po, but she never thought that Meng Po was the same in the past.

Then her voice changed, and she couldn't help asking, "But how should we wake up my mother-in-law?" ”

"This ......"

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but raise his head, hoping that Chubby could give some advice.

But this thief fat man, at this time there was no sound at all, he estimated that this fat man would, I am afraid that he would not know where to run to steal things.

The two of them talked, and followed Meng Po all the way to the room.

Under the lonely shadow of the green lantern, Meng Po picked up the silk thread and sewed the hot pants for the young man.

Even though there are coffins all around, it can't help but make people feel full of warmth.

"Mother-in-law is so good......" Chai Rong stood outside the door and looked at Meng Po, carefully sewing the young man's pants, and couldn't help but feel a little envious of the young man.

Time passed, and when the two turned their heads, they found that it was already snowing in front of them.

The snow is falling, and the snowflakes press on the treetops, but they can't hide the plum blossoms that bloom.

A faint scent hit the air.

Under the eaves, fragrant tea is boiling.

The fragrance of tea and the billowing water vapor diffuse together, and the heavy snow falling in front of you deduce a beautiful scenery of quiet and peaceful years.

Meng Po was still dressed in white, sitting quietly by the tea stove, looking at the snowy sky, but between her eyebrows, she seemed to be a little anxious, as if she was waiting for something.

At this time, the courtyard door was pushed open, and a hearty shout was heard at the same time.

"Aunt Meng, I'm back."

As he spoke, he saw a figure walking in with a spear.

With long flowing hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a slightly embarrassed stubble on his face, he was the young man before, and now he is still a handsome and masculine guy.