"Is this the wheelchair? I look very good," the old ancestor saw the wooden wheelchair in the courtyard and said, "Ziyun, you are really attentive." Why don't you try to sit down? ”

"The child can walk on his own."

"Nobody says you can't walk, don't people care about you? You come up and give it a try? ”

Under the instigation of the old ancestor, Yin Yue was not good at disobeying, so he had to sit on it reluctantly.

White as water is now blessed by divine power, and it is effortless to push up a wheelchair.

She heard him whisper 'stop,' which whetted her desire to speed up the wheelchair.

Yin Yue didn't like flowers and plants, so this Nanyuan was flat and neat, white as water while running and pushing him, the speed was fast, and a few strands of broken hair on his forehead were gently raised.

I couldn't see his face, and I could think of the expression on his face that was about to collapse.

The wheelchair was pushed so fast, in order not to throw himself out, his two hands had to tightly grasp the armrest of the wheelchair, it was rare to see his mood fluctuate, Bai Rushui excitedly shouted to the old ancestor: "Look, how fun this is." ”

"It's very convenient." The old ancestor showed a satisfied smile: "You guys go out and have fun the day after tomorrow." ”

"Okay," Bai Rushui pushed Yin Yuefei in front of the ancestor.

The old ancestor instructed him again: "Ziyun is so hearted, grandson, you can't let her down." Also, give birth to a little grandson for me as soon as possible. ”

The old ancestor returned to Dongyuan, Yin Yuefei got off the wheelchair, and his handsome and flawless face was so cold that it could freeze people in place.

Biluo didn't dare to say anything, silently three feet away from him.

Bai Rushui was about to break the deadlock when someone came in from outside.

"Biluo, is Grandma here?"

"Here, this is the moon season that our wife asked me to bring over."

Bai Rushui walked out when he heard the words, took the prickly Yueji, and let the maid Qinglian beside Fengchuan go.

She took Yueji to Yin Yuefei and shook it, and asked Biluo to bring a white vase over and insert it inside, adding a bit of spring to the room.

"Is it pretty? Just sent it by the second lady. ”

Bai Rushui told him about the meeting of Feng Chuan on the way to Dongyuan just now, and the conversation with her, thinking that it would stimulate his fighting spirit, but he found that there was no wave on his face.

She had no choice but to sigh.

At night, I still sleep in my clothes.

Except for the first night, he had a big move in the middle of the night, and it was quiet these days.

The pear soup didn't drink anymore, and she also asked Biluo to let the kitchen make some warm food for him to eat and drink, but fortunately, he was also obedient and ate whatever he was given. Maybe the food supplement has taken effect, and he is not as short of breath as before.

If it weren't for the tasks to be completed, life here would be pleasant.

The ancestors loved them, and there was no constraint from her in-laws, she got up at what time she wanted every day, and did whatever she wanted. If you don't have to fight for family property, the second master may not be ruthless to them, which can be seen from the pear soup.

"By the way, what kind of festival is the Shangsi Festival?" In the dark, I suddenly thought of this festival and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"March 3 is the birthday of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and in order to commemorate him, there is a Shangsi Festival."

This person has no curiosity, and he doesn't like to talk or ask, which is really an advantage for Bai Rushui, so she doesn't need to deal with his suspicions.