The man in black shot extremely quickly, and before Lin Daimo could react, he felt a sudden pain in his neck, and his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground.

The man in the gauze tent finally breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly walked out with his right hand to remove the light veil. However, in two months, Mrs. Lin was ten years old, and a few strands of silver appeared in her temples in vain. Steward Zhang stepped forward quickly, reaching out to hug the woman with trembling steps.

"Mother, you should be satisfied this time," Lin Daiyue strode into the room with a smile, and couldn't help but be proud when he saw Lin Daimo lying on the ground.

"Alas, how many times have you told you, be more steady, you just can't remember. But this time, my son has really made a great contribution," Mrs. Lin glanced at Lin Daiyue dotingly, her eyebrows and eyes full of love.

"No, I didn't expect this guy to be so easy to deceive, I just said that you are sick, so he didn't say a word and came back with me, and I didn't want to think about his identity. However, didn't you see the old fox of the third uncle just now, his face turned white with anger, and he planned to pass the eldest brother to their house, and he would dare to say this in the future," Lin Daiyue remembered the appearance of the third uncle walking out of the door angrily, and grinned again.

"Hmph, he's bent on seizing our family's property, and he's taking out this wild seed as an excuse, this time I see what else he has to say, but you're really, they come to rob you and let them do whatever they want? You are also a big boss, and you have to do whatever you do every day. Mrs. Lin remembered the rumors in her mouth on weekdays, and she couldn't help but hate this unsuccessful son, but after all, he was flesh and blood, and the scolding in his mouth also carried a bit of spoiling.

Steward Zhang watched the second young master grow up since he was a child, and naturally understood what Mrs. Lin meant, so he said to himself, "The second young master is sixteen years old this year, and the lady should also pay more attention to the young ladies in each mansion and give the young master Zhang Luo Zhang Luo's marriage." ”

Unexpectedly, Lin Daiyue glanced at him, "Don't bother to take care of things, I think, you better take care of your own affairs first!" ”

It was rumored in the house that Steward Zhang had an affair with Mrs. Lin for not a day or two, although Lin Daiyue didn't believe it, he inevitably had some pimples in his heart. Today, I saw Steward Zhang holding Mrs. Lin's arm, and I was even more disgusted in my heart, so I simply looked down at the person on the ground, out of sight.

Steward Zhang was thankless, his face couldn't help but be embarrassed, and Mrs. Lin also smiled wryly and patted Steward Zhang's hand.

"Yue'er, Steward Zhang is also for your good, how can you be so willful!" Seeing that Lin Daiyue ignored him, he turned to the few black-clothed people standing around, "You guys carry him to the dungeon, it's really good to lie here." ”

"Mother, since it's useless for him to stay at home, why do you have to get him back," although Lin Daiyue found Lin Daimo back according to his mother's instructions, he still didn't understand her true intentions, and couldn't help but say more, "Besides, what if he wakes up and wants to share the family property with us?" ”

"How can there be so many in case, I have my reason to find him back, not to mention, he is now in the dungeon, how much can he be able to come out and rob you of the family property, you can be your Young Master Lin with peace of mind, I will definitely explain it to you one by one in the future."

After Mrs. Lin finished speaking, a look of tiredness appeared on her face, "I'm tired, help me go back and lie down, Yue'er, you also step down, remember to study more, have you learned all the lessons taught by Mr. Xixi?" ”

"Mother, you forgot, Mr. has been sick and gone home these days," Lin Daiyue got up and hurriedly walked out of the door, for fear that his mother would stop him and ask him again, "Mother, you have a good rest, the child will retire first." ”

disappeared at the door in a blink of an eye, Mrs. Lin looked at him roaring, funny and angry, and when she looked up, she saw Steward Zhang looking at her with a smile in his eyes, and her hands held the big hands that were slightly rough even tighter.

"I've wronged you, Yue'er, this kid is really getting more and more ignorant, don't take it to heart."

"Yue'er, this child is something I watched grow up, and I also understand his temper, but you, worry about Yue'er every day, I feel distressed when I look at it," Steward Zhang stroked the newly grown white hair on Mrs. Lin's sideburns with his palm, and looked at the woman in front of him lovingly, after the baptism of the years, she has already changed from a fair lady of the day to a graceful posture today, but the charm on her body has not diminished at all, or even better than before.

"After the old man passed away, the people of the Lin family are eyeing this little bit of family property, and Yue'er is too simple and scheming, if I don't worry more about Yue'er, I'm afraid that this property will be plundered in the future. Won't Yue'er be going to drink the northwest wind at that time," Mrs. Lin shook her head worriedly, "No matter what, with me, they won't be able to touch our Lin family at all!" ”

"Don't worry, your child is my child. But no matter what, you have to take care of yourself, seeing you like this, my heart is really like a knife," Steward Zhang gently hugged Mrs. Lin in his arms.

Listening to Steward Zhang's powerful heartbeat, Mrs. Lin finally stretched her brows and wrapped her arms around the man's strong waist.

That night, the sky suddenly thundered and thundered, and rain drifted up. Lu Mengjian thought about the locust flower in the courtyard, and dragged the mat in with great difficulty, although he was careful in every way, he still sprinkled a lot on the ground, and when it rained, it was immediately covered with mud.

Lu Mengjian picked up the basket distressedly, and when he returned to the room, the clothes on his body had already been drenched, and the spring cold was precipitous, and he immediately sneezed several times. It's a pity that there is a basket of locust flowers, and the yellowed petals are stained with some wet soil, and if they are washed with water, they will not have the original effect, and Lu Mengjian is so distressed that he holds the basket and is annoyed.

The locust flowers on the table have long been half-dried in the sun, and although they are wet by the rain, they are not in the way. Lu Mengjian changed out of the wet clothes on his body, rinsed the locust flowers in the basket, spread them on the table to dry, and prepared to make some acacia cakes to eat early the next morning.

Listening to the sound of rain outside the window, Lu Mengjian suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart.

"Sitting alone in front of the window listening to the wind and rain, the rain hitting the banana and crying, please ask the deceased from afar." Lu Mengjian groaned softly, every word seemed like a thorn in his heart.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. is also listening to the rain late at night, but for Lu Mengjian, it is like a world away. The old man who used to listen to the rain together is now thousands of years apart, even if the wild goose transmits the sound, he has no chance to meet, so how can people not be sad......

The ticking sound continued all night, and when I woke up in the morning, although the sound of the rain had subsided, I still had a fog when I opened the door. Until noon, Lin Daimo still did not appear, and the children in the village were happy to play at home for a day because of his husband's leave.

After noon, the sky was still gloomy, Aunt Li had nothing to do at home, so she came to visit the door, and saw Lu Mengjian in a mess in the room, and couldn't help but reach out to help tidy it up.

"I heard Zhong'er say that Mr. went home?" After chatting for a long time, Aunt Li asked tentatively, and saw that there was no difference on Lu Mengjian's face, so she continued with confidence, "I don't know if Mr. is the son of a big family in the city, Zhong'er said that the carriages that came to pick up Mr. were all dressed in gold and silver, and they were very magnificent!" ”

"I don't care if Mr. is a son-in-law. Whether he is going home or not, I will not know until he returns, and I will only listen to Zhong'er's message to come back. By the way, Aunt Li, are there any masons in our village, there seems to be some leakage on the roof, you see, this one is soaked," Lu Mengjian said lightly, inadvertently turned around, and pointed to a piece of water stain on the ground and asked.

"Oh, no, this roof can be seen light, fortunately there are not many leaks, the old Zhao Tou in the west of the village has good masonry skills, wait for the day, I asked Zhong'er and his father to invite to make up for it, now the rain is less and better, in two months, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have more rain, this house is old, it will inevitably leak rain and wind," Aunt Li looked up at the roof when she heard this, and left the matter of asking Lin Daimo behind when she was distracted.

"One summer, the roof of my house also leaked rain, Zhong'er and his father actually took mud and pasted it on the roof, but when it rained, the muddy water was knocked off from the roof, and even the layer of bamboo strips laid on the roof was almost rotten. Fortunately, Lao Zhao helped later, otherwise the house would be covered with mud when it rained......" Aunt Li remembered the events of that year and said it in a vague voice.

Lu Mengjian was thinking about how to put a few broken pots together without leaking air, listening to Aunt Li's laughter was inevitably a little careless, but after listening to this sentence, her eyes suddenly lit up, "Aunt Li, do we use bamboo strips when we build a house?" ”

"Yes, you have to lay a layer of bamboo strips before you can put on the tiles," Aunt Li explained while gesturing, completely seeing Lu Mengjian as a girl in a deep house who had never seen the world.

"Then where can I find this kind of bamboo strips?" Lu Mengjian asked happily, and he already had a rough model of the splicing distillation pot in his heart.

"Silly boy, it's just a rain leak, just re-hang the tiles, and you don't need to replace the bamboo strips."

"That's it, but I still want to know where I can buy bamboo strips," Lu Mengjian's spirit was instantly mobilized, and he asked as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, there was a great sense that he could not be immortal in the heart of the Yellow River.

Aunt Li couldn't help it, so she had to tell me again and again, "There is a bamboo forest in our neighboring village, and the bamboo strips of my family were cut by the old man of the Li family, and they were put together piece by piece, if you want, I will ask Zhong'er and his father to cut a bamboo for you to do, but the bamboo strips cut out of this season are too soft and should not bear weight." ”

For Lu Mengjian, these bamboo strips are naturally as soft as possible, and he can't help but get excited, and he can't help but be excited, and he can't wait to be able to get it in his hand at this moment and assemble all the utensils.

"Dream note, what are you doing when you pick up these broken pots, they can't be used anymore anyway, it's better to just throw them away," Aunt Li picked up a broken pot in her hand and was about to throw it out, but Lu Mengjian snatched it back.

"These are treasures, and they can't be thrown away!"