The loquat season passes quickly, and the peaches are quickly ripening in the branches.

In order to pick wild peaches, Mingyue often gets up before dawn to put rice and water on the stove, and then gently pushes open the door of the house to go to the mountains to pick peaches.

Every day, Mingyue would pick two fresh wild peaches and put them in front of her deceased husband's spiritual seat, and then eat one of the peaches from the previous day and give one to Meng Lun. 手机端 一秒記住『→m.\B\iq\u\g\\o\m』 provides you with wonderful \ novel reading.

On this day, Mingyue had just gone out, and Meng Lun, who was sleeping on the roof beam, opened his eyes. He jumped off the beam with a pillow and followed Mingyue out the door. Cautiously following behind her, I saw her carrying a small bamboo basket all the way with a large number of fruits adorned on the branches. Meng Lun saw her tiptoeing several times to reach out to pick the fruit, but she stopped moving, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Come out, I know you're in the back." Mingyue's voice was smiling. Although she couldn't see where Meng Lun was, the familiar feeling of being stared at made her open her mouth, "I can't pick the fruit from a high place, you have to help me." ”

Meng Lun touched his head a little embarrassed, and secretly said that he was really too negligent, and he was discovered.

Mingyue pointed to the fruit on the high part of the peach tree with a picturesque smile, "The big one is already red, it must be very sweet." ”

She couldn't reach the height no matter what, but Meng Lun picked the fruit with a slight jump. He handed the fluffy fruit to her, but she took out a handkerchief and wiped the peach carefully, "You can taste this, it will be better than usual." ”

In Mingyue's gaze, Meng Lun sent the peach to him and took a bite, crisp and sweet, "Well, it's so sweet." ”

The corners of Mingyue's mouth couldn't help but curl, and she looked up at Meng Lun, "Actually, there are better fruits on the mountain, but I don't really want to go up alone on weekdays." Today we can go up the mountain. ”

She hadn't been up a mountain since her deceased husband died. With Meng Lun by her side today, she actually had the idea of going up the mountain, and even her state of mind seemed to have returned to the past.

"We used to come to the top of this mountain every spring, stand on the top of the mountain, and look down on the peach blossoms on this mountain." Mingyue smiled and opened her arms to the green forest below, "This large piece you see is all pink!" ”

"Is that so?"

Meng Lun's words came and went, making Mingyue turn around a little strangely, but she was nailed the moment she looked at Meng Lun, "Husband, ......"

What fell into Mingyue's eyes at this moment was no longer Meng Lun's elegant face. The silhouette is resolute, and some unshaven beards give the chin a tinge of blue. The eyes are not big, but the gaze is deep, and the gaze of the bright moon is as tender as water.

Mingyue's good-looking eyes were full of tears at the moment, although her own figure was reflected in them, Meng Lun knew that she was not looking at herself at the moment. His face was still his own, but he used his aura to allow Mingyue to see the person she wanted to see in himself.

In his opinion, this is Mingyue's dream, so he fulfilled her dream for her.

But he didn't understand, why did he feel a little uncomfortable at the moment? But the injury behind it is obviously different, but it hurts the same.

"Thank you." Mingyue walked in front of Meng Lun step by step, and finally slowly closed her eyes, "I know Meng Lun, you are not a mortal, so I am very grateful to you for being able to let me see my husband again." ”

"Do you want to see him again? I can help you make it happen. ”

"No need." Mingyue opened her eyes again, and that face had changed back to Meng Lun's, "You are you, he is him." ”

After this trip up the mountain, Mingyue found that when she got up again, the fruits in front of the spiritual seat had been replaced, and the fruits of the previous day had also been washed and placed on the table. Looking at the fruit that was stained with the mist of the early morning, Mingyue smiled faintly and sent the washed fruit into her belly.

Meng Lun was still so scared, Mingyue basically didn't see him leave the house during the day. But the family no longer needs Mingyue to clean up, Meng Lun will clean the house when she goes out to do farm work, and even make a fire to cook, but the stir-fry still can't work, everything is ready for her to come back to do.

But just like this, it made that Mingyue feel that life was a lot easier, and even went back to the time when her man was still there. Sometimes when cooking, she only needs a look, and Meng Lun will put the ingredients that need to be put into the pot. is so sensible and well-behaved, it really makes Mingyue feel that she has a younger brother.

It's just that there is an extra opening in the family, which breaks Mingyue's original self-sufficiency state, which makes her start to have to help other families in the village do some things in exchange for some food or meat and eggs. Today, Mingyue went to other people's houses as usual to help water and remove insects, but she slipped in the field, although she didn't hurt there, but when she was holding the ground, she twisted her wrist, so when she returned home, her slender wrist was already red and swollen.

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Lun pressed Mingyue to the stool in some panic, then sat opposite her and took her hand, and began to gently press and comb the veins for her.

This was the first skin-to-skin contact between the two, and even Meng Lun had not had contact during the time when he was injured. Mingyue subconsciously wanted to dodge when his fingertips touched his hand, but Meng Lun's strength made it impossible for her to withdraw her hand, and she did feel that there was a warm current to soothe her pain, so she let him move.

"Where did you learn this technique?" Mingyue was surprised to see the redness and swelling on her wrist subside at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I used to twist my hands and feet, and that's what my mom did." Meng Lun's gaze was always on Mingyue's hand. Although the hand looks small and white, the skin of both the fingertips and the palm is a little rough, and when you touch it, you know that it is a pair of working hands.

"Madame's hands are beautiful."

These words made Mingyue's hand withdraw from Meng Lun's hand as if it had been pricked by a needle. Meng Lun didn't react to the sudden action, he looked up in surprise, but it was Mingyue's eyes that were also surprised.

She didn't even react to why she suddenly had such an overreaction, swallowed her saliva, Mingyue avoided Meng Lun's gaze, "You've been with me for almost two months, you can leave." ”

Meng Lun never thought that Mingyue would drive him away at this time, he opened his mouth, but because he was not good at words, he didn't know what to say, and finally only squeezed out three words with difficulty, "Why?" ”

"Someone in the village has already discovered your existence, and some people have begun to say that I don't keep women's morals." Mingyue didn't dare to look at Meng Lun's eyes, so she had to stare at the kettle on the table, "I can't stand such rumors......"

"Then I'll marry you, and we'll be together!" Meng Lun said this decisively, as if he had rehearsed it countless times in his heart.

"No way, I can't be sorry for my husband." Mingyue also refused decisively, "And you are a little child, it is not good to be with me as a widow." ”

"I'm not a child!" Meng Lun grabbed Mingyue's hand, and his wide palm wrapped the woman's small hand in the palm of his hand, "You know, I'm not a human, I'm a shapeshifting beast." I'm bigger than you, bigger than your dead husband, and maybe even bigger than anyone in your village. Although I don't know how to farm, I have jade, I have money, and we can move to the town and open a jade shop. ”

Meng Lun hadn't said so much in the past two months, but he was using all the words he knew at the moment to describe the bright future to Mingyue, "Even if you meet your husband, I can let you see him......"

It was a slap that ended Meng Lun's chatter. He didn't expect Mingyue to hit her, so he turned his head in surprise, but what caught his eyes was Mingyue's face full of tears.

She took off the hosta stuck in her bun and stuffed it into Meng Lun's hand, "You go, I don't want to see you again." ”

"Why ......" are still these three words, but they are like a yellow warbler crying blood, and those who hear it cry.

"Meng Lun, shemales have different paths, you can let me go."

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