"You lie...... It's you, it's you who hurt my lotus......"

The village chief directly resisted the village chief's wife. The excitement dispersed, and Aunt Fang ran forward worriedly, "Erniu, it's hard for you, but don't worry, it really can't be fake, it can't be fake." ”

"Auntie is right, I didn't do it, I have a clear conscience."

What else did Aunt Fang say, Song Erniu found an excuse and went home. The moment she closed the door, Song Erniu's face immediately changed, and she looked up at the figure not far away, her face changed and changed.

At first, she was willing to stay in this house, on the one hand, because Xiaobao, and on the other hand, because she was unfamiliar with the place, and there was no silver, so it was difficult to move an inch. Later, she earned some silver, and she heard about the wish of the second elder of the Song family, and she wanted to help them fulfill this wish and heal Chu Mufeng's ankle before leaving. From beginning to end, she has always been sincere and has not calculated at all. But what about him?

"Song Lotus's injury has something to do with you?" Song Erniu opened her mouth almost firmly.

Chu Mufeng was eating with a bowl of rice, he looked hungry, but even so, his movements were still elegant and charming. Song Erniu forced herself to look away, not to be confused by her outside, "It was an accident." ”

That day, he went to the county seat to inquire about the news, originally he was very hidden, but he didn't know why he was still found by Song Lotus, not only that, Song Lotus was brazen and wanted to recommend himself for a pillow, but after he refused, he also wanted to be drugged. Chu Mufeng felt that she was a trouble, and heard that the Liu family was inquiring about her, so he looked for someone to deliver the news to the Liu family.

He didn't expect the Liu family to be so ruthless.

"Why did the Liu family do this?" Lotus and the little uncle's cheating is indeed against morality, but this matter is not in the past, and the Liu family is also angry, saying that a slap does not make a sound, the lotus is wrong, and the man is also at fault, why only find trouble with women.

"I don't know." She didn't want to know either.

Song Erniu was originally angry, but now she doesn't know what to say, "A few days ago, I picked up a teenager on the mountain, his name is Xiao Jiu, and he will live at home recently." Live with him for a few days. ”

After eating, the children went out to play and haven't come back yet, so Chu Mufeng didn't know about Xiao Jiu's existence. Song Erniu told him in advance, after all, she was also the owner of this family. Chu Mufeng didn't have any opinion on this, and nodded to know. It's just that after eating, the children came back from outside, and after seeing the young man's face clearly, Chu Mufeng's face changed.

He is not good at expressing it, and many emotions are hidden in his heart, so no one found anything wrong at that time, at night, after Song Erniu went back to rest, Chu Mufeng came back from washing, Xiao Jiu sat on the bed and waited for him, and the moonlight shone in through the window, making the room bright. Under the moonlight, Chu Mufeng stood not far away with a gloomy face, "It's so late, what are you doing without sleeping?" ”

"You are Chu Mufeng, the third son of the Chu family, right."

Chu Mufeng's figure paused slightly, and then he went to bed, wrapped himself in a quilt, and lay down with his back to Xiao Jiu, "You recognize the wrong person, I'm just a villager in Songjia Village." ”

"No, I didn't recognize the wrong person, although you have been away from Kyoto for many years, but your temperament can't deceive people, and besides, you haven't changed your name and surname, so you don't need to confirm it at all. Uncle, I came from Kyoto secretly to look for you. ”

Chu Mufeng looked at the dilapidated table, and on the other side of it, the corner of the table was grinded, making the already dilapidated table look more and more shabby. Just like his days in the past few years, who would have thought that he would now worry about three meals a day when he was clothed and fed.

Those pasts, as if they were from the previous life, he doesn't even have the strength to remember now.

"It's getting late, go to sleep." Closing his eyes and listening to the birdsong outside the window, his panicked heart quieted down for some reason. The past is gone, and the scenes that appear in dreams day and night have also become the past, fear, fear, but they are no longer real.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Mufeng seemed to say to himself, and also to the person behind him, "No matter what the reason for your coming here this time, heal your injuries and leave here immediately, you and I should have never seen you." ”

"Why, doesn't my uncle want to rehabilitate the Chu family?"

I want to think about it, I dream about it, but if the price of revenge is too great, he will refuse, at the beginning, my mother did everything to save him, he was the only bloodline of the Chu family, and he didn't want to live up to his mother. After that, no matter what Xiao Jiu said, Chu Mufeng stopped talking. The next morning, after Su Xiaoyu went to sell pastries, Chu Mufeng went to buy tiles alone.

In the afternoon, the tiles arrived, Song Erniu asked Uncle Song to introduce a few people who built a house, twelve wen a day, and many people in the village recommended themselves after knowing it, and finally Song Erniu chose a few familiar ones, and they were also diligent and honest in their work. After starting to build the house, Chu Mufeng was busy on the homestead every day. Song Erniu still sells pastries in the morning, and in the afternoon, she either takes the children to the back mountain to pick leafy vegetables, or goes to the field to water the fields if she is busy.

The weather is getting hotter day by day, the water level is dropping faster and faster, and before you know it, it is the rainy June. The villagers are looking forward to a heavy rain every day. Go for a while. But God seemed to be against them, and the sky was clear every day. When Song Erniu's house was halfway built, Song Daniu sent someone to deliver the news that Song Daniu would move tomorrow and let them go over early.

Since that incident, the two families have not been in touch for a long time, as soon as it starts, the eldest girl, the second girl will ask the father and mother what is to pick them up, gradually, they seem to know that there is no hope, and they have never asked again, on this day, Song Erniu sent away the letter, and turned her head to see the two sisters looking at her expectantly.

Song Erniu couldn't bear to step forward, "Do you want to go over tomorrow?" ”

The eldest girl didn't speak, and the second girl shook her head directly, "They don't want us, and we don't want them." ”

"Erya, don't say that, my mother also has his own difficulties, you have to learn to understand."

"But why didn't my aunt let Xiaobao be wronged, why did my father and mother have to let us be wronged. Obviously, the brothers in the family are older than us, but we are the ones who are wronged every day. "Erya is young and doesn't understand many things, but she knows right and wrong, maybe it's nothing at first, but after a long time, she will feel wronged.

Song Niu smiled and took her hand, and then looked at the eldest girl, "What about you." ”

"I'm with my sister."

Song Erniu didn't want to force them, and seeing that they didn't want to go back, she didn't continue the topic, "Okay, let's go play." I'll go check it out at my new home. ”

"Auntie, don't you like us? We could have eaten less. Auntie, please don't drive us away. The eldest girl tugged at Song Erniu's sleeve, looking worried. Seeing this, Song Erniu was distressed, and hugged Song Erniu with her backhand, "It's too late for Auntie to feel sorry for you, how can I want to drive you away, don't be afraid, Auntie's house is your home, you can live as long as you want." This time to build a new house, my aunt also reserved a room for you. When it's done, my aunt will take you to have a look. ”

"Really?"