Ning Weishuang hadn't seen Jin Yanchen for several days, Yao Yi wanted "grandpa", and she couldn't help it, so she brought the child to Shiwuling.

While telling the story, I waited for the people on the other side of the mountain.

In the past, I heard from sisters from the mountains that ordinary peasant couples lived like this.

She actually likes Xiao Yi'er to make trouble from time to time without being sensible.

People around her said that she was attentive and treated Yao Yi like a parent. After a long time, it is naturally pro, but it was not like this at first.

From the beginning, she knew that she couldn't afford to mess with this child, and she would deliberately please him; Later it was discovered that he could bring benefits to himself; It was only in these two years that there was love.

There are many women who were sent to Jin Yanchen as gifts, and it is not for nothing that her appearance is still above her, only she stayed.

Just stayed.

Jin Yanchen was still guarding against her.

As time went by, she became tired and gradually became less attentive to the task, and she didn't hear much about Ning Yunfeng's threats, and the letter sent back to Jiankang was perfunctory.

For example, Jin Yanchen did not allow her to cross this mountain, she should have tried to find out the secret; Now, she doesn't really have the heart to peep at all.

The summer days are long, and after the sun sets in the west, there is still a long dusk.

The sunset on the mountain sank for most of the round, and Jin Yanchen appeared on the mountain road.

There was a long shadow trailing beside him.

Xiao Yi'er shouted happily and ran quickly to meet him.

Ning Weishuang remembered Jin Yanchen's warning to her, did not cross the line, and smiled at the man with a smile on his tired face who easily lifted the fat boy with one arm, and strode from the mountain road sprinkled with sunset.

Covered with red light, tall and handsome.

Like coming from the sunset.

Closer, she could see the sweat stains on his neck. Holding the brocade in his sleeve, he took a step forward and stopped.

- She should recognize her identity.

This is not the idyllic retreat mentioned in the book, she is not his wife, and he is not the husband who stepped on the sunset and returned from a hoe.

"I've been very well-behaved these days, I sleep well, and I'm willing to eat."

That's all she can say, and that's all Jin Yanchen is willing to hear.

"If you learn a word, you can write the word 'stone'."

“…… I just don't see you all day, and at night I make a lot of noise, and children don't understand a lot of truth—"

She didn't say the rest of the words, Jin Yanchen took it, "I know." ”

Jin Yanchen didn't leave that night.

After carrying the sleeping Xiao Yi'er into the house, she walked over and hugged Jin Yanchen's waist from behind.

Before going out, she smoked incense on her small clothes, and just after eating, she sweated lightly, and the faint fragrance of flowers and plants overflowed.

Maybe the lights are too chaotic, maybe the insects at the root of the wall are too lonely, and maybe this hug is too gentle.

……

The voice of the hooves rested for five watches, and the remnants of the toad were still shining in the middle of the window.

Ning Weishuang opened her eyes and saw the light of the sky outside the tulle tent, bright and white, and she didn't know what time it was.

The body is sore, as if it has been run over by a wheel, and the waist is about to be broken.

knew that Xiao Yi'er might have to find herself for a while, but she still didn't want to move.

Jin Yanchen is very wrong.

He never pitied her much, and sometimes she couldn't get out of bed the next day when she tossed so badly that she couldn't get out of bed the next day.

But less.

It's not as bad as last night.

The jade body is wrapped in a thin silk, and the red marks on the snow can be seen when you look down, and the skin on the waist and legs is even more untouchable, all of which are bruises and purple marks left after pinching.

She remembered the eyes that had shone like obsidian in the dark night when she had been entangled in bed last night, like beasts.

It's a wounded beast.

Luoyang ...... Probably some news is coming.

Ning Weishuang sat up with her sore body, exhausted her strength, and fell back.

As soon as there was movement, people outside heard it.

Tan Qianqiu routinely brought a large bowl of soup and medicine into the door, watched her drink it all before leaving.

Ning Weishuang suddenly felt bitter in his heart, thinking that he was in such a bad mood that he might forget about such a trivial matter.

But no.

He never wanted to have a child of his own.

Perhaps, she just doesn't want her children.

***

Jiangnan July day. Love Literature Network

Countless green smoke is born of green grass, and sometimes white birds bathe in red lotus.

"Thank you, General."

Mu Dian walked on the shore of the emerald green lake with lotus leaves, stopped at the end, and arched his hand towards Fang Xian, who came to see him off.

Fang Xian still looked unhappy - as long as Mu Dianke spoke, it was very difficult for him to be happy, "I can't hear a little heartfelt thanks, so don't say it." ”

"It's awkward!"

Mu Dian pouted and said: "Don't you know that the Buddha image is seen through the eyes of the Buddha, what a person sees with his eyes, hears with his ears, and is the embodiment of his heart, which shows that you are not sincere in treating others." ”

"Heh-" Fang Xian sneered.

He had self-knowledge after a long battle, and knew that he couldn't argue with Mu Dianke, so he ignored her.

"You said yes?"

thought that she would be sarcastic again, but Mu Dian just smiled and stopped talking.

It looked like he was letting him.

Fang Xian was even more unhappy.

"Anyway, I'm grateful for your help."

Mu Dian can hold the saddle bridle in his hand, and with a light borrowing, the swallow flew obliquely and turned over on the horse, and hugged his fist and made a salute to Fang Xian.

"The mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be a period later. General, don't get by! ”

With a shake of the reins, the horse's hooves sounded, and the cicadas neighed on the green poplars and tall willows around the bank, and galloped away briskly.

Mu Zijin was waiting at the end of the loess road, and when he saw Mu Dian coming, he turned his horse's head, and two conspicuous shirts, one blue and one white, were blowing the wind, chasing the clouds and going day by day.

The rivers and lakes are vast, and the saddle horses are wanton.

Fang Xian popped up such a sentence in his heart, and he felt envious.

It's also strange to say, when it met Mu Dianke, it had to hold its breath nine times out of ten, and it was still very willing to talk to her.

About Mu Dianke is hard to hear, but there is always a point.

As a general of the dynasty, and protected by Fang Rong, no one really dared to slap him like this to his face.

"Sent away?" Rong Yi had just finished feeding the fish, and walked back with a food bowl, his smile was not thick or light, and he was still as usual with a light breeze in the forest.

Rao is Fang Xian's acquaintance with him when he was young, and he doesn't know whether his mood at the moment is good or bad.

"Gone! Let me convey my thanks to you. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Xian was angry again.

Mu Dian is a white body, and he is still being taught, but Rong Yi is the left minister. How can it be that she looks like she is on top, and she doesn't even see it in person, but only asks him to convey it verbally.

You take yourself too seriously, don't you?

Although she looks a little like Sister Qingwu, and it is true that Ah Yi is a little sad because of the recent assassination of Ning Henian and Xiaochang Houfu, but she refuses to see each other so strictly and secretly, what kind of person does she see Ah Yi?

"What a villain's heart!" He said angrily, and added, "I don't know how to be grateful! ”

Rong Yi smiled, not taking it seriously at all, "I had no intention of pursuing Ning Henian, just a favor." No need for her thanks. ”

"Why?" Fang Xian was confused.

Rong Yi is willing to raise his noble hand, it is one thing to let Ning He Nian Nian's life path, but it is too strange to say that he did not have the intention of pursuing it in the first place.

Ning Henian was instigated by the Su family to assassinate Ah Yi in prison, although it was for the sake of Sister Qingwu's affairs back then, it was understandable, but in the end the intentions were sinister.

That's the "lilac after the rain", as dense as a locust nail, and highly poisonous.

If it weren't for Ah Yi's keen mind and early insight, he would have become a corpse with a rotting and stench of decay.

He couldn't even care.

"About..."Rong Yi looked at the sycamore with fallen leaves in the atrium, paused slightly, and sighed, "... The reason why there are fewer and fewer people. ”

Ah Xian is a young man's heart in the end.

Mu Dianke would not have asked such a thing, she wrote in the letter that Tofang Xian forwarded to her:

She went to Chang'an this time, and saw the old scene and old people who had been separated for many years, and she had a lot of feelings.

The aunt who used to sell fishmeal has become a grandmother, and she is still selling fishmeal.

There was a dog with a scar on its neck lying next to the stall, the same one it used to be.

It's just that the sturdy leper dog has become a sick dog that is dying, and when he sees her, he can still recognize it, and he will wag his tail at her.

When she was a child, she called the dog to chase after her, but she felt that it was vicious, but now when she sees it, she feels very kind.

I think that in the past, the cousins and cousins of the Jin family loved to eat fishmeal and often came to buy it together. While everyone was laughing around the stall, the dog squatted on the side, salivating as she munched on the meat pie.

She never saw her cousins and cousins again, but when she saw the grandma who sold fishmeal and the scar dog, she still felt very warm in her heart. There was an illusion as if they were still alive.

Life is really hard and lonely, the old people are always going, and the new people can't come in.

If there are any other people and things that can bring a little nostalgia and comfort to the lonely people who are on the opposite journey, no matter whether they are good or bad, don't they all have the meaning of their existence?

He laughed right then.

A scheming girl, one day she also learned to speak flatteringly, it's really scary to think about it.