Chapter 12: Ancestral Silver Bracelets

The fifteenth moon was full and bright, and under the white moonlight, the cold moon dragged Wu Nian's hand and hurriedly walked towards home, thinking about who to tell about this matter, it seems that the murderer should know the Zhao family very well, and it cannot be ruled out that the murderer lives in the compound, so the less people know about finding Wu Nian, the better!

Wu Nian enjoyed this feeling very much, he was owed by the girl he liked, which he never dreamed of, the moment he came out of the hotel, his heartbeat rate was not normal, and now he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of breaking this atmosphere!

Leng Yue suddenly stopped, looked at herself holding Wu Nian's hand, red again from her face to her neck, and pulled her hand back, Wu Nian wiped the sweat in her palms, and secretly scolded herself for being useless! Looking at Leng Yue with a blank face, Leng Yue glanced around, "Wu Nian, the stakes are very high, I can't say it clearly in a few words, you go home first tonight, and I will prepare some gifts to visit the uncle and aunt early tomorrow morning, and we will talk in detail after we meet."

Wu Nian replied inarticulately, "Sister Yue, it's not good to make such a hasty decision, and if you want to propose marriage, I should also go to your house, isn't it okay for you to come to my house?" ”

Leng Yue was stunned for a moment, and knocked Wu Nian's head hard with her index knuckle, "Mention you big-headed ghost, you don't look good, you think about it quite beautiful" After speaking, she giggled.

Neither of them slept that night, one was worried about the family, the other was thinking about what was wrong, the only thing they had in common was that they both hoped that the sun would rise early!

And at this time, in the courtyard of Wu Nian's house, a figure was stretched very long under the moonlight, and the black shadow picked up an ax on the ground casually, and the axe reflected a cold cold light in the moonlight, and the figure stood there motionless, as if thinking about something, and finally the black shadow walked to the pavilion in the courtyard and sat for a while, before walking leisurely towards the east of the village!

After confirming that the figure left, Aunt Wu who was sleeping in the master bedroom let go of the scissors pressed under the pillow, although Aunt Wu couldn't see with her eyes, but her hearing was much higher than that of ordinary people......

A rooster's crowing wakes up a new day in the mountain village, the blue sky, the smoke curling from the rooftops, the chirping sparrows in the branches, the rugged roads in the countryside, and the wild flowers and weeds scratching their heads on the roadside, even the air is sweet......

Leng Yue has lived here since she was a child, as if she didn't find the beauty of nature, even if she found her, she was not in the mood to appreciate it, and she couldn't wait to fly to Wu Nian's house at this moment.

After explaining her intentions, Aunt Wu invited Leng Yue to the house, there was a wooden table that had existed for N years on the kang, and a simple breakfast had been prepared, just wait for Wu Nian to come back from running and eat!

If Leng Yue went to Wu Nian's house with a big bag and a small bag, and was seen by classmate Wang Jing, maybe there would be a big whirlwind in the circle of classmates.

Under the warm invitation of Aunt Wu, Leng Yue sat next to Wu Nian, and for the first time picked up Wu Nian's rice bowl, during the banquet, Wu Nian looked at the gifts placed on the kang from time to time, looked at Leng Yue, and the smile that was not bad and kind made Leng Yue's face red, and remembered the matter of holding hands and kissing last night, and retired from the table after drinking half a bowl of millet porridge.

After dinner, the two came to the gazebo in the courtyard to talk about business, and the scene in front of them made Leng Yue's heart chuckle again, on the gazebo table, a bright axe was chopped on the table, and there was a note nailed under the blade of the axe, with black and white letters, and the font was crookedly written with two sentences "Sweep the snow in front of the door, don't care about the frost on the tiles of others"

Wu Nian also felt that things were not so simple, it seemed that it was no longer safe to talk outside, for Uncle Wu and his wife, Leng Yue did not hide it, Leng Yue in the grass house told the strange things that happened to the Zhao family recently, as well as the two poems from last night, without reservation, and finally Leng Yue glanced at Wu Nian deeply, and said seriously, "If you can help my Zhao family resolve this crisis, let me Zhao Lengyue make you a cow and a horse, I have no complaints."

Wu Nian knew Leng Yue's meaning very well, and he also knew the seriousness of the matter, his family had been targeted, and it would be good if it succeeded, if he failed, he might lose the lives of his whole family.

Just when Wu Nian was in a dilemma, Aunt Wu rubbed the rosary in her hand and said leisurely, "Everything in the world has cause and effect, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, Nian'er, since this matter is destined to be involved with you, you should not hesitate any longer, besides, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." ”

Uncle Wu and his wife are both sensible people, and there is no obstruction in this matter, and there is no reason to shirk the relationship between Wu Nian and Leng Yue since childhood.

Aunt Wu opened the wardrobe, a piece of red cloth wrapped in two bracelets, the men's model is as black as iron, the shape is slightly wider, and the women's model is as bright as silver, white and flawless, "These are the two bracelets of your family heirloom, you two don't need to ask the reason, since you can imagine it, it is destined to be fate, one person with one, no excuse, stay by your side, it is a little bit of my wife's heart"

The two glanced at each other, thanked their aunt, and went out towards Zhao's house.

Stopping the gradually disappearing footsteps, Aunt Wu sighed deeply, "It's been eighteen years, and I can't hide from it."