Probably for this special day, tonight's night is exceptionally beautiful. The face of the moon, which had long been rounded in the past, was not shown now, and the entire sky was occupied by stars.

The starlight huddles together to form a bright galaxy for a day, such as the heavenly river between the cow and the Lang and the weaver girl, but I don't know if there is a magpie bridge in the middle for the two to meet.

Under the galaxy, the old cow pulled the cart and flicked its tail, walking slowly and slowly with its hooves.

On the board car, the whole person leaned on Song Jiu's body and closed his eyes, as if he was too tired to fall asleep.

The road is not flat, bumpy and bumpy. Worried that the person would fall, Song Jiu adjusted his sitting posture and hugged the person with his hands, letting him lean on him, and shifting his weight to his side. In this way, it will not be shaken upside down, and it will look like it will fall at any time.

Yang Qian sat on the side, watching this scene, and was very envious of the evening song in her heart.

Don't look at so many men around her, but there are only two who treat her sincerely.

Look at the time when she had an accident, who came out to protect her and help her say something? No, not a single one, and even everyone wants to stay away, for fear of having something to do with themselves.

Along the way, Yang Qian sat silently in the side corner of the last head, and her eyes fell on the two people sitting in front of her from time to time.

"This year's Qiqiao Festival is really lively, can Brother Song see the fireworks? Not in previous years. Yang Qian clenched the lantern in her hand and stared at Song Jiu, as if she was expecting him to respond.

It's okay that Song Jiu hugged the person and didn't say a word, and the board car suddenly fell into silence.

Uncle Ma, who had been holding up his ears on the back of the cow, sighed in his heart and shook his fan as if he hadn't heard anything just now, and hung it high.

Song Ji doesn't mind people sitting in the same car, but it doesn't mean that he is willing to take care of this person. After all, from the beginning, he didn't have a good impression of Yang Qian. In his opinion, Yang Qian has too many eyes, and some are unscrupulous in order to achieve their goals. It just so happened that this kind of person was the one he disliked the most.

It's better to have it in your arms! Although the person himself is a little careful, the little thought in front of him is like a cat dangling over and stolen to eat, and he will only feel cute rather than disgusted and disliked when he looks at it.

Yang Qian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when she didn't respond, and finally stopped talking to people after watching them, and sat quietly in the corner. It's just that his eyes occasionally can't help but float towards Song Jiu.

Song Jiu noticed the seemingly innocent gaze behind him and ignored it, and let her go, anyway, she couldn't drop two taels of meat. He just needs to keep an eye on whether the person in his arms is sleeping well, whether he is being turned upside down, and what the others are doing to him.

In this strange atmosphere, the ox cart finally arrived at the entrance of the village.

"That's it for you." Uncle Ma sat on the back of the cow, shook his fan and yawned.

Before the evening song woke up, Song Jiu simply hugged the person horizontally: "Thank you, Uncle Ma." ”

Uncle Ma waved his hand indifferently: "Look at people who are sleepy, go back quickly!" ”

Yang Qian also followed and said thank you to Uncle Ma.

Uncle Ma waved his fan and drove the ox into the night slowly.

Song Yu looked down at the person in his arms, and walked towards his house calmly. Only halfway through, the person's face became colder and colder, and his eyes showed indescribable impatience.

"And when will you follow?" Song Jiu stopped and asked out loud. For fear of startling the person in his arms, he did not say it loudly, but it was enough for the person behind him to hear.

"I ...... I just have something to say to you. Yang Qian's hand holding the lantern was a little nervously clenched.

Song Jiu was very bored and said: "I don't have the time to listen to you, warn you, don't follow me anymore." After saying that, he hugged the person and continued to walk forward.

"Brother Song." Seeing this, Yang Qian hurriedly chased forward with the lantern and stopped the person. Song Jiu's face immediately became the same as the night at this time, and his gaze at people was also cold, like a wind knife in winter.

Yang Qian was so frightened that she trembled, and she felt retreat in her heart. It's just that she thought of her watching Song Jiu's kindness to the evening song in those days, and she was unwilling to retreat like this.

Endure that feeling, Yang Qian said eloquently: "The night road is deep, I have a lantern to light the road, Brother Song is willing to accept it." ”

After speaking, he stared at Song Jiu nervously and worriedly, for fear that he would miss the slightest expression on his face.

I thought she was going to say something, but I didn't expect it to be here.

"Don't you see that I already have one in my hand?" Song Jiu asked rhetorically.

Yang Qian naturally saw it, but so what: "Don't you think that with one more light, the road will be brighter?" ”

"I don't often walk at night, so one light is enough. Yours should be kept for yourself! Song Jiu gradually lost his patience and hugged people and went straight around Yang Qian. His daughter-in-law is still waiting to go back to sleep, and she doesn't have the time to entangle with people.

"Brother Song, you know what I mean." Yang Qian was a little anxious, she didn't come around the bush, and came out straight: "I can be without a name, I can be low and small, I can fight for nothing." Do you really stop thinking about it? ”

Hearing this, Song Jiu was an eye-opener.

"Fight? Just you? Song Yu looked her up and down rarely, and his eyes were full of sarcasm: "What qualifications do you have to say these things about the broken shoes that have been worn out?" Still fighting, are you worthy? Self-knowledge is a good thing, don't lose it. ”

A girl's family, he doesn't want to say things so ugly, but the other party is the same as not understanding the words, and he is embarrassed. In this case, what is he doing with his face?

Yang Qian's face turned pale, and the lantern in her hand fell to the ground weakly. She looked at the back of Song Jiu leaving, and this time she didn't catch up again. The figure flickered away, as if Fang Cai's words had exhausted all her courage and strength.

The abandoned lantern lay quietly on the ground, and the upside-down candle flame lit the silk cloth outside. The extinguished flames gradually devoured it, and finally turned into a cluster of gray powder and remained in place. It seems to prove that there was once a very beautiful lantern here.

When Song Jiu walked a few steps with someone in his arms, he suddenly said: "I've woken up." ”

The person in his arms closed his eyes and looked like he was still sleeping soundly. But he knew that the man in his arms was pretending to be asleep, and he knew by listening to the sound of the breath.

The clumsy acting skills amused Song Jiu and brightened the gloomy mood that was originally tossed by Yang Qian.

"How's the eavesdropping just now?"

"You knew I was awake?" I couldn't pretend anymore, and I opened my eyes with evening songs.

"It's not too early, just when I got off the car." Song Jiu said very honestly.

"......" Isn't that as soon as she woke up, he knew, and he kept pretending not to know.

"Then why didn't you say it then?" It made her think that she was pretending to be much like her, and Wange struggled a little depressed to let him put himself down.

"You're tired, what do you do. It's not far from the Communist Party, just take it back. Song Jiu gently put the person down and handed over the lantern in his hand: "Lantern." ”

Wan Ge's gaze fell on the top and did not answer, but asked, "Can this lantern be dazzling?" ”

She heard what Yang Qian and Song Jiu said just now, and she wanted to jump up several times, but finally held back. She wanted to see what Song Jiu would do, and she thought that people would know that she was awake at all.

Since it has been debunked, let's settle accounts after the fall.

"Why is it dazzling? It's just right, and without it, the road back is dark and you may have to stumble. ”

is as smart as Song Jiu, how could he not know that this was the little daughter-in-law's anger just now, ready to find fault!

"Yes! It's so dark, just have one more. In this way, it is brighter and you can see more clearly. As he spoke, a nameless fire burst forth.

"One light is enough, what do you do. It's strange who you see with two in your hand. Song Jiu held a lantern in one hand and rubbed Wange's head with the other: "Don't be angry, it's not good to be angry." ”

"Can I not be angry?" Wan Ge glared angrily: "Everyone has been bullied to the doorstep, you still let me not be angry." You say, don't you have other thoughts in mind, don't you? Wan Ge poked him in the chest and asked angrily.

"Why, didn't you hear it just now, I'm very honest." Song Yu grabbed someone's hand: "My chest is hard, don't poke yourself." ”

"Hmph." Wan Ge withdrew his hand: "Who knows if you just said it to me on purpose." ”

"What I'm saying is true or not, you don't know." Song Jiu's face straightened and said solemnly: "Our Song family has always only married one daughter-in-law, this is the rule set by our ancestors. No matter how good or beautiful it is, it has nothing to do with us. Unless you are not happy, you are the only daughter-in-law of the old Song family in this life. ”

Wan Ge glanced at him, although his face was still a little uneasy, but the anger in his heart had been soothed by these words.

"Go back, it's so late, don't let some inconsequential people spoil the good mood of the day." Song Jiu held a lantern in one hand and an evening song in the other.

Qian Lei sat alone in the courtyard to enjoy the shade, while knocking melon seeds, thinking that it was so late, why didn't these two come back, should they rest in the town tonight and not come back!

Thinking about myself, it is quite sour to be alone at home on such a good day.

No, I have to find a daughter-in-law when I go back, and we will have a beggar festival together next year.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the eldest brother holding a lantern and leading people back.

Ang, probably because there was too much impact during this time, he didn't even feel strange when people carried lanterns, but there was a feeling that it was really like this.

"Big brother, sister-in-law is back!" Qian Lei put down the melon seeds and stood up with the wooden stick made for him by Song Jiu: "I've boiled all the hot water, just wait for you to come back!" ”

"That's embarrassing, your injuries haven't healed yet." makes a person who is covered in injuries boil water, and the evening song inexplicably has a sense of guilt for bullying.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm much better now. Staying at home is also idle, boiling some hot water or something is trivial. "After recuperating these days, his injuries have improved a lot, and doing some kind of work can't tire him at all.