Du Mei didn't speak, only arched his head, pressed it to his chest, listened to his powerful heartbeat, and his slender fingers brushed his brocade robe, gorgeous and heavy, the most real existence.

Hugging the person in his arms more tightly, Chu Lin smiled helplessly, this girl is too easy to be shy, and it is really rare to hear her say a word of love. He rested his chin on the top of her head and rubbed it affectionately, with a little resentment and punishment.

"Mei'er, when is your birthday?" After a while, Chu Lin asked softly.

"What's wrong with Layue?" Du Mei rubbed in his arms, like a lazy cat.

"Derpy, you're going to be in time, don't you know?" Chu Lin smiled dotingly, he changed his position to make her more comfortable.

"Most of the country girls don't pay attention to this, most of them ...... Most of them ......" Du Mei was a little speechless, in front of Chu Lin, she was always hard to say, most of them were holding a symbolic ceremony before getting married.

"You're a widow, not your usual country girl." Chu Lin said softly, he naturally knew what she was talking about, and he asked Song Shaohuai privately for this.

When he is married, his girl will be able to marry him! He's ...... Can't wait!

"Is this going to be done?" Du Mei didn't think about this, and asked a little confused.

"When the day comes, I will go back to Dujiagou, and I don't want others, let's do it ourselves." In the years to come, Chu Lin didn't want to miss anything in Du Mei's life.

"Well, on the twenty-second day of the lunar month, I'm afraid you'll be busy at that time." Of course, Du Mei wanted Chu Lin to accompany him, but at the end of the year, everything in the court was complicated, and it would be difficult to get out.

"It's okay, even if it's late, I'm going to go that day." Chu Lin touched Du Mei's slender neck and said comfortingly.

"You went home the other day?" Dummey tugged at the sleeves of his robe and traced the patterns on it with his fingers.

"Well, you didn't know what to dream at that time, and you still called Murong Xi's name." When Chu Lin said this, he seemed to have a strong sense of vinegar

"I just had a dream, and I was scared for a while." Du Mei was a little surprised, and Chu Lin heard his exclamation in his dream.

She didn't know if she should tell Chu Lin for a while that after she traveled to a thousand years in her dream, what she was doing now was thanks to a place called Modern Times, and she also dreamed of another Du Mei who was very similar to herself, and a young man who was similar to Murong Xi.

"You're so busy every day, you're probably tired, and you only have nightmares at night." Chu Lin kissed her forehead with pity.

"Aren't you very busy, too?" Dume looked up at him.

"Disaster relief and banditry, pacifying the party, that is the responsibility of a man, since I enjoy the glory of the royal family, I should share the emperor's worries." Chu Lin looked at Du Mei's eyes, which contained a sky full of stars, dazzling, and made people want to fall into it uncontrollably.

"I miss you too, and I'm more worried about you." Du Mei stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Chu Lin's waist, lowered his eyes and whispered.

Du Mei's voice was soft, like a gust of wind in the treetops, and she couldn't see it, but she could hear it in Chu Lin's ears, as if fairy music was coming, he held her face, smiled lightly and coaxed: "Mei'er, what did you just say, say it again!" ”

"No ......" Du Mei blushed with shame, and just wanted to deny it, but was blocked domineeringly by Chu Lin's lips and tongue.

The lingering kiss is long and wonderful, Du Mei is like sitting on the clouds, softly climbing Chu Lin's back, Chu Lin is addicted to the sweetness of Youlan, and he only wishes that thousands of times will stay for this moment.

Under the trees, the ink clouds scatter the reins, leisurely gnawing on the weeds on the roadside, there is a breeze in the forest, the birds do not sing, the insects do not sing, in the silence, only the deep blue and smoke spread under the canopy.

The winter sun leaned towards the West Mountain again, Chu Lin and Du Mei rode together, and walked slowly from the mountain forest, Zhao Ji'an was talking to the stone, and when he saw them coming, he stopped the topic.

"Good, go back early, it's cold late." Chu Lin hugged Du Mei and whispered softly.

"Hmm." Du Mei buried her head in his arms and responded in a low voice, she was afraid that Zhao Ji'an and Shi Shi would see it, so she pushed him away in a panic.

"Gone." Chu Lin turned over and got on the horse, and smiled at Du Mei.

"Let's go back, Uncle Zhong is going to be angry after coming out for so long." Du Mei watched Chu Lin gallop away, turned his head to the stone and said.

The two rode back, and sure enough, Du Zhong said that the stone took all the responsibility on his head, and only said that he was happy to ride out, and ran away in excitement for a while, and got lost when he came back, so he was delayed until now.

Du Mei stepped forward and pulled Du Zhong to play tricks, and repeatedly promised that he would not dare next time. When Du Zhong saw that she was fine, his heart had already softened, but he couldn't get his face up, and when he saw her reassuring one after another, he pretended to be helpless and gave up.

Miao pulled out a lot of vegetables in the field and gave them to Du Mei to take back to eat, and now the three and a half children of the Lin family eat dinner at Du Mei's house, and they always have to cook a few vegetables every day, and the vegetables in the field are occasionally not enough.

Saying goodbye to everyone in the villa, Du Mei and Shi returned to Dujiagou, the scrap manuscript was out of school, the children were chattering, and Du Mei was politely greeting each other.

"Meizi, you finally have time to take a look." The scrap manuscript saw Du Mei by the window, and greeted him with a smile.

"Look, there are always twelve or thirteen children, and Uncle Scrap is working hard." Du Mei watched the children of all sizes come out, giggling all the way away.

"It's not bitter, it's not bitter, the female dolls are only on the first half of the day, and there are few people in the afternoon." The scrapped manuscript shook his head again and again.

"I freshly squeezed cottonseed oil, and left some for the school, and in winter, it gets dark early, so don't be reluctant to light the lamp." Du Mei motioned for the stone to move a barrel of oil and send it to the scrap manuscript's home.

The children who were stranded behind, who had not yet left, all curiously stepped forward to look around the oil barrel, Du Jie was also mixed in, he glanced at it, secretly reached out and touched it, slippery and greasy, he twisted it with two fingers, and knew it in his heart.

"So much, how to make it!" The scrap manuscript was moved in, and he turned around and said.

"Just use it, Uncle Waste Manuscript also uses this when he reads at night, the smell of pine resin smoke is big, and it smokes his eyes." Du Mei said softly.

"This makes me say what is good, and I don't have anything in return, so I must do my best to teach the children well." The scrapped manuscript rubbed his hands crampedly.

Du Mei left the school, went to the eldest girl's house, gave the half barrel of oil to Yu's family, and gave Huang Yiping a pulse, everything is developing in a good direction, and in more than a month, he will stand up and walk freely, it will not be a fantasy!

Du Mei returned home, washed his hands and cleaned his face, and rushed to give Du Shicheng a needle, because he had been pierced in the morning, although he was in pain at this time, he still tried his best to endure it.

"Meizi, give me some medicine tomorrow." After more than ten needles were pricked, the pain was relieved a little, and Du Shicheng said slowly.

"What's wrong? Am I not good at needles? Du Mei said without revealing it. In his heart, he was shocked, and he couldn't suppress acupuncture, and it seemed that his situation was only getting worse and worse.

"Ming'er, your third uncle's doll is full of moon, I can't ...... it" Du Shicheng didn't continue, only sighed.

"Oh, that's fine." Du Mei's heart was slightly relieved, so she agreed.

After dinner, Xu Shi washed the dishes in the stove: "Meizi, you can rest for a day tomorrow, in the morning, your third uncle came to say that Du Zao is going to be a full moon, please go to eat wine." ”

"I heard Grandpa say that he wants to drink medicine tomorrow and doesn't want to lose face." Du Mei sat down next to the table, picked up the embroidery bandage from the needlework basket and helped embroider the flowers.

"Your grandfather has been so strong all his life, your third uncle's family is Tianding, he wants to go, but he doesn't want to see the pity and sympathy of the villagers, so he has to rely on medicine to support him." Xu put down the bowl he was washing, shook his head and said.

"Mother, after the year, I plan to open a restaurant in Qinghe County." Du Mei didn't want to talk about these bad things, so he diverted the topic.

"Open a restaurant? Didn't Fengxian open the Drunken Immortal Building? Xu Shi was shocked by this sudden news.

"After the year, Sister Fengxian will marry in, and the house will close the Drunken Immortal Building, I have signed a contract with the shopkeeper Dong and returned Sister Fengxian 30% of the shares." Du Mei briefed the matter.

"You're so sure you're making money." Xu wrinkled his eyebrows in disbelief.

"That's for sure, but my restaurant can't take the road of Zuixianlou, it is covered by the original head office signboard, Mei Ji in addition to good taste, but also have to operate in good faith, good quality and low price." Du Mei has a spare time these days, and he spends all his time thinking about this.

"Since you have thought so thoroughly, go ahead and do it, my mother will not persuade you, let alone stop you." Xu knew that Du Mei had always had an idea, and whatever she believed, she would have to step out of the way if she broke through the south wall.

"Thank you, mother, mother is the best." Du Mei ran up happily, hugged Xu's waist, and spoke softly.

"Tomorrow you take your three younger sisters to dinner, be patient in everything, don't throw your face, and ruin everyone's interest." Xu touched Du Meihuan's hand on her waist and said carefully.

"I know." Du Mei nodded.

Xu's is a cold character, she doesn't like to visit the door on weekdays, but now that the second gold is gone, she stays at home all day long, and she doesn't go to weddings and funerals in the village, for fear that because of her own identity, she will spoil the affairs of others.

On the second day, Du Mei didn't go out, he gave Du Shicheng a needle and drank medicine early in the morning, and was busy at home for a while, waiting for the two little ones to go to school in the morning, and then took his sisters to Sanjin's house.

The three-room courtyard is very lively, the people who came to congratulate him are drinking tea and eating melon seeds next to the table in groups of three or five chatting, Du Sanjin invited Chef Lu to make the banquet, set up a big pot in the courtyard, fried and fried, and was very busy, he invited the women of the village to help wash the dishes and choose vegetables, and for a time the people were full of voices and hurried steps.

When the three little ones saw that the girls from the same village were also there, they happily went to play together. Du Mei looked around, and saw Du Shicheng wearing an indigo robe, sitting at a table sheltered from the wind, and Wei Shi sat next to him, talking to a woman opposite.

"Thank you for coming to drink the little girl's full moon wine." Du Sanjin came out of the house with a spring breeze on his face and hugged his fist, he deliberately picked it up, with a silver hairpin with curled hair on his head, and a navy blue robe on his body, which looked very energetic.

Xie Shi came out behind him, wearing a lake blue skirt, smiling and saluting, she did a good job in confinement, she was white and tender, her waist was also thin, and she vaguely recovered the grace of the year.

"Sanjin, report your little girl out and take a look!" The congratulatory people cheered.

The previous rumors are rapidly fermenting today, and the villagers seem to be looking forward to it, eager to know whose child Du Zao is!

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I wish you all book friends, a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and a family reunion!

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