The time came to March, and the villagers of Lijiawan were all going to the ground during the day and digging tunnels at night, and they were very busy. In this way, Huo Donglai and Yang Jinxin are even busier, the east family goes to see, the west family goes to take a walk, fortunately, at this time, people are very hard-working, although they have no culture, but most of them are ingenious. In the past month, everyone's efforts have not been in vain, and the tunnels of Lijiawan have begun to take shape.

At this moment, Huo Donglai was coming out of the tunnel entrance of his small courtyard, and when he saw that Yang Jinxin was still drawing a map of the back mountain, he couldn't help but step forward to persuade her.

"Take a break and then draw, your baby is unstable, didn't it hurt yesterday, pay more attention to rest."

Yang Jinxin raised her head and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I know my body, it's been much better recently, didn't you also say that it's okay after the first three months?" ”

Huo Donglai smiled helplessly, picked up a towel and wiped his head and face, these days, he also went down to the ground to help, Yang Jinxin saw that his face was full of soil, "poof" smiled, got up and went to the kitchen to bring hot water out.

"It's also bitter, you follow me here to suffer." Yang Jinxin said, twisted the handkerchief and handed it to him, "Wipe it, if it weren't for me, you could go abroad before the war, save trouble and effort, and live a glamorous life, which is in line with your identity as the second generation of officials." ”

Huo Donglai pouted and smiled, "You're teasing me again, don't you remember, I brought you here?" ”

He looked at her, the tenderness oozing from his obsidian eyes was about to make people tired of it, and the soft voice struck her heart word by word, as soft as catkins.

"As long as I'm with you, I can go anywhere."

Yang Jin's heart was hot, he lowered his head and pulled the handkerchief in his hand again, turned his head to go to the water again, and handed it to him again, but this time, he didn't say anything.

Huo Donglai took the handkerchief and paused, his heart was filled with bitterness, and then he said: "You always say that the second generation of officials, what do you mean?" ”

Yang Jinxin raised his head to look at him, the blush on his face had not faded, and there was a bright smile in his eyes, "Your father's generation is an official, isn't your second generation a second generation of officials, why don't you understand this, you are stupid!" ”

"Wow!" Huo Donglai suddenly realized, he wanted to tease her, and the handkerchief in his hand was thrown into the basin with all his might, and with a "pop", the water splashed.

Yang Jinxin sighed, who was Huang Chengcheng hung up all over her face, she raised her face to look at him, her delicate facial features were wrinkled, and Huo Donglai laughed.

"Nasty!" Yang Jinxin was coquettish, and he picked up the handkerchief and was about to smash it on him, but Huo Donglai laughed and ran away.

Da Niu came in from outside at this time, sweating profusely, holding a newspaper in his hand, and shouted when he entered the door: "The young marshal is back!" ”

This news made Yang Jinxin and Huo Donglai smile in unison, frowning and looking at each other.

In the rural night of spring, although there is already an intermittent sound of insects in the cool air, in Lijiawan, which is far away from the hustle and bustle, everyone is still so busy that they can't wait to give birth to two more pairs of hands.

Huo Donglai was driven out of the tunnel by the big cow, he was a little helpless, watching him pour the soil back into the tunnel for the third time, so he had to come out first slowly. As soon as he came out, he saw Yang Jinxin sitting on the bench in the kitchen, the water in the pot was boiling until it was boiling white, but she kept staring at the blazing stove, the fire reflected on her sad face, and the sound of Huo Donglai's approaching footsteps woke her up.

Yang Jinxin said "ah", and quickly got up to carry the hot water bottle, but Huo Donglai quickly stopped her when he saw this.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Huo Donglai quickly filled the water, and when he turned around, Yang Jinxin frowned again and fell into deep thought.

Huo Donglai only sighed lightly in his heart, withdrew the firewood in the stove, and then squatted down in front of Yang Jinxin, and thought about it again before he spoke: "Jinxin, he is back, you have to think clearly, after all, he is the father of the child." ”

Yang Jinxin looked up at him, her watery black eyes were as clear as yesterday, she frowned slightly, and said with some puzzlement: "Do you mean, let me go back?" ”

"No, I ......" Huo Dong looked at her questioning eyes, and suddenly stammered, but for a moment, he chuckled and breathed a sigh of relief, "Of course I hope that you can make me the father of the child!" ”

Yang Jinxin's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and he changed the topic with a shallow smile, "I'm just thinking, is there any other way for us to leave Jinling as soon as possible, although this place is remote, but after all, it is still in Jinling." ”

She pulled Huo Dong up, gave up half of the bench for him to make, and said: "Didn't the newspaper say today, the navigation closure order lasted for a month, the ships could not get out, the docks were full, people from all walks of life came out to protest, and even gangsters began to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, and even the president had to come out to promise navigation." I think that in just a few days, Qin Muyang will definitely withdraw from the closure order. ”

"Then we can't go to the docks right away."

"Of course, he must be waiting for us!"

Yang Jinxin looked at Huo Donglai, and the light from his eyes looked extremely resolute and bright under the faint lamplight.

"In any case, we'll have to wait until the tunnels are opened."

"Okay, tomorrow morning, I'll accompany you to the back mountain again."

On the morning of early spring, the mist was hazy, the dew was extremely heavy, and when the first rays of sunlight in the early morning cast light and shadow on the branches, Yang Jinxin had already followed Huo Donglai and went up the mountainside.

This mountain is a rare high mountain around Jinling Castle, and the mountain is densely wooded, overgrown with weeds, and strange rocks. Huo Donglai carried the sketchpad on his back, holding a scimitar in his hand and opening the way as he walked, turning back from time to time to pull Yang Jinxin a hand, both of them were out of breath and walked extremely hard.

When he arrived at a flat ground, Huo Donglai stopped, helped Yang Jinxin sit on a stone, and gasped: "You take a rest here first, does your stomach hurt again?" ”

Yang Jinxin panted and shook her head, her face was white, her bangs wet with sweat were on her forehead one by one, and her thick long eyelashes were also full of water droplets, and her clear pupils were even more moist. The rising sun shone through the branches, and the pale golden light shone on her slightly pale cheeks, revealing a beauty that made people look away.

Huo Donglai blinked, finally took his eyes off her face, wiped his face, and covered up the obsession in his eyes for that moment.

"It's only halfway up the mountain, the road is so difficult to walk, I'm afraid it's even more difficult to walk above, your current body ...... Otherwise, you wait for me here, and I'll go up and draw it for you. After adjusting his breathing, Huo Donglai finally stopped stammering.

Yang Jinxin was still panting softly, holding on to the trunk of the tree and staggering to her feet, Huo Donglai helped her walk around.

"It's okay here, the villagers retreat here, and then disperse to the mountain, it should be no problem, there are more and more rocks on this mountain, and it is not easy to dig up."

Huo Donglai heard her say this, and hurriedly helped to set up the easel, the tools at this time were really irregular, Yang Jinxin could only draw the topographic map little by little, and then cut a straight line from the topographic map, the village was good to say, when it came to this mountain, where is the cemetery, where there are rocks, where is the rice field, these must be avoided by detouring, how many meters to dig down, is a safe distance, where there may be groundwater seepage, these things, are all things she has to consider.

Yang Jinxin was glad that she had gone to audit the survey class, and without tools, she could still use her thumb to calculate the approximate scale map, she didn't need to build the tunnel into a professional fortification, just used as an escape route, and it was roughly feasible.

On the same morning, before the sun rose in Lijiawan, and the Overseer's Mansion in Jinling City was still in a state of silence, there was a rapid telephone ringing from the attendant's room, but after a while, Zhao Zhijun rushed into the hall and rushed to the second floor in one breath.

He had to push open the door, and he saw that in the dark room, Qin Muyang had woken up, or maybe he hadn't slept all night. I saw him barefoot, one leg on the ground, one leg bent on the bed, and his unbuttoned white shirt was wide open, revealing a strong wheat-colored chest. Just sat on the edge of the bed, and the pile of unloaded guns on the bed made a "click" sound, he frowned and looked expressionless, loaded and unloaded.

"Four Young ......"

Zhao Zhijun hesitated and shouted, and saw Qin Muyang pick up the loaded pistol and aim at the cloisonné vase in the room.

"Hua Ling's voice moved!"

When Qin Muyang heard this, he didn't even care about the buttons, so he rushed out of the door.

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The sky is bright, it is a good weather with wind and sunshine, the white mist above the village that has not yet dispersed, you can only faintly see the general outline of the village, but a peach tree outside the village that has been hung with buds early, you can already see the pink of a tree in the distance, a large field of rape flowers in the distance is turning over golden waves, at a glance, a new green comes into view, spring is really coming.

"Hey, such a beautiful view, if only I were painting a beautiful scenery now." Yang Jinxin frowned and couldn't help but sigh.

Huo Donglai chuckled out on the side, "It's not easy to do, you paint here, I'll go down the mountain to get you oil paint, today, we'll go back when we've painted enough." ”

"Wouldn't that be tiring Young Master Huo." Yang Jinxin looked at him, blinked, and smiled slyly.

Huo Donglai shook his head with a smile, picked up a topographic map that had been drawn and prepared to go down the mountain.

"You wait for me here, don't go away, if you get lost, I won't come to you, so you must wait for me here."

Yang Jinxin stuck out his tongue at him, revealing a rare innocent smile, "Go quickly, don't get lost!" ”

"I said, as long as there is you, there must be me, and I will never be separated from you again."

Yang Jinxin watched him slowly disappear into the woods, and when he left, his words made her heart pound and pound, and now Huo Donglai always came out with one or two lingering words from time to time, which made her heart beat and didn't know what to do.

Until he came down the mountain, Huo Donglai's eyes were still shaking Yang Jinxin's shy face, he believed that as long as he stayed by her side all the time, one day, she would accept him again, and they would return to the sweet, intimate life they had at the beginning.

Entering the village from behind, the village was very quiet, no one walked around, Huo Donglai felt a little surprised, the villagers would go to the ground every morning in the past, but today's village was quiet and a little weird, which made him feel a sense of fear from his heart for no reason.

The village is not big, and it only takes a few minutes to walk from the end of the village to the head of the village, not to mention that the small courtyard where he lives is still in the middle of the village, turning from a low wall, everything in front of him makes him stop abruptly.