The mule cart was replaced by the old man with an oil-wood carriage, and the three of them were too spacious.

The curtains of the car were blown around, and the warm wind poured into the compartment with a head and face, all because the old man looked forward to moving forward bravely and rushing away like no one on the road.

Qingfeng lay pale with his eyes closed, woke up once in the middle, ate a piece of baked cake, ordered Shun Yu to bring him tea, ate two mouthfuls and fell asleep.

Chunlin smiled and swallowed melon seeds, looking at Shun Yu's eyes with some mockery, and after a while, he felt bored, and looked sideways at the curtain.

In the afternoon, there was a light rain, the willow silk was lingering, the peach blossoms were thin, and the dots were all bleak.

Sweetwater Town is really a long way, the rain is getting heavier at dusk, looking at the three or two farmhouses in front of him, the old man who is driving the car chooses a house to stop, pushes open the waist door, and steps forward to bang the ring.

The peasant who answered the door looked sick and sick, and he leaned out half of his body and looked at the old man and the magnificent carriage, his eyes like a frightened rabbit.

The old man who was driving the car explained his intentions, took out a tael of silver and handed it to him, and the peasant only said that the fortune that had fallen from heaven, and he held it with a thousand thanks, and let him go out.

Shun Yu followed behind Qingfeng Chunlin and stepped into the threshold, but saw that there were two tiled houses in the courtyard, a thatched shed, the papier-mâché window lattice had the shadow of candlelight, and a vicissitudes of life shrank in the corner of the wall, looking very frightened, with an old dog lying at her feet, skinny and sticking out her tongue.

Qingfeng was the first to lift the curtain and enter the main house, which was as empty as a snow cave, but it was quite clean.

The woman took out a thin quilt from the cupboard, changed the ready-made bed, and then he sat on the bed, opened the baggage, and showed the medicinal powder and the gauze wrapped in it.

The farmer brought in tea, Chunlin took a bite, frowned and disgusted, Shun Yu quietly glanced at the breeze, saw him untie his shirt, revealing the cotton yarn wrapped around his abdomen, which had leaked bright red blood stains, he gritted his teeth and rolled around until the last layer, suddenly raised his head to catch Shun Yu's eyes, Shun Yu looked to the side uncomfortably, and heard him say: "Zheng Yun, come here, help me tear off the cotton yarn, the sticky meat is solid." ”

"I don't dare, you go to someone else." Shun Yu stood up and walked out, a slight hoarse laughter came from behind him, and Chunlin said disdainfully: "It's useless to be a scholar." “

Shun Yu sat alone in the thatched hut, watching the old man who drove the car come in from outside the door in the rain, handed over a piece of meat and two fat chickens to the mother-in-law, and told her to cook and eat, the farmer helped to measure the rice and cook the rice, and went to the chicken coop to dig out a few still hot eggs, plucked some green onions in the furrow, and also went to the kitchen to help.

A round table was set up in a thatched hut and the dishes were served.

Although the mother-in-law has ordinary skills, she can still eat.

Chunlin eats vegetarian meat and fishy, soaks rice in cabbage and mushroom soup, Qingfeng has some spirit, and eats wine slowly.

Shun Yu rumbled in her stomach, simply put all her troubles aside, and gnawed on a big chicken leg with relish, and the old dog quietly lay at her feet, waiting for the chicken bones to be thrown away.

After dinner, the farmer and his mother-in-law packed up the leftovers and went to the kitchen to enjoy them.

At this time, it was already a cloud and rain break, but when I saw the bright moon turning into flowers, the fireflies passed over the wall at a few points, and I listened to the hoarse and hissing of the summer cicadas.

.......... There are also men's low panting and women's profligate laughter.

Shun Yu looked at the messy figures on the window paper, full of warmth, and really thought about silver, he was really not afraid that the wound would collapse and the blood would flow into a river.

But what does it matter to her? She wished they had three long and two short, so they could run away on their own.

Turning his head and supporting his cheeks to look at the bright moon in the sky, there is still a gap in that month that has not yet been completed, and tomorrow in Sweetwater Town, you can go to the pharmacy to buy acacia flower ...........

Will it happen to meet Second Master Shen? Shun Yu was really a little confused, she didn't know why she was so stubborn, she had to chase Shen Erye and put herself in prison.

She pursed her lips, and a voice in her heart said coldly, how can you not know, you know, in the previous life, when Shen Erye went to Liangjiang to patrol the south, he was shot in the chest by a cold arrow, and the news of his death was frequently reported in the palace, and the emperor successively sent the imperial doctor out of Beijing to rescue him, so that he could save his life.

Later, whenever he fell in love with Shen Erye on the bed, he would use tricks to force her, press her head, and kiss the hideous old scars on her chest.

....... She was actually afraid of him dying, though she never admitted it.

A firefly stopped on Shunyu's fingertips, and the fire between the tail flickered and dimmed, but it lit up her heart....... In fact, she was afraid that he would die....... He's dead, what should she do?

Zheng Yun ..... Zheng Yun! Chunlin's shrill and loud shouts came from the room.

"Eh, I'll call you." The old man who was driving the car looked at Shun Yu and didn't know where her soul had gone, and threw a pu fan at her face, Shun Yu was startled, blinking and turning her mind.

Zheng Yun ..... Zheng Yun! “

This time she heard it too.

With an indifferent expression, he stood up and walked out of the thatched hut, and half lifted the curtain in front of the door, and did not go in, but only asked what was the matter.

It turned out to be a basin of hot water to wash, Shun Yu waved down the curtain and wanted to leave, listening to Qingfeng's lazy and calm voice, he said: "You bring it in person, otherwise I will unload one of your arms." ”

..........................

Shun Yu understands that Qingfeng is a ruthless character who does all kinds of evil, and of course she will not be at odds with her own arm.

So she entered the room with a basin full of hot water, but was stunned by the scene in front of her.

The two people who had just rolled on the bed were arguing at this time?

Chunlin stood up from the edge of the bed, raised his hand to arrange his loose bun, and said something very resentful: "You bastard, when you were good with me, you actually called Erniang, which prostitute is Erniang?" If I meet her, I will sell her to the dirtiest of prostitution and let her be abused by thousands of men. ”

Erniang?! Shun Yu Daigo's empowerment was her nonsense when she first encountered the breeze in the dark cave of Qinglong Mountain..... He remembered.

Qingfeng leaned against the bed board, his bare upper body, and a thin blanket was casually placed between his waist and abdomen, revealing half of the white veil wrapped around the wound, his expression was gloomy, and he sneered: "You scratched my back..... Your hands are as rough as a man's. “

Chunlin was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, his face suddenly turned red, and he was so angry that he grabbed the scissors on the cabinet and threw them at him mercilessly, never looking back, and angrily slammed the curtain and left.

Qingfeng played with scissors, squinting at Shunyu's sneaking figure.

Shun Yu only heard the sound of "knock", looked at the sound, two or three steps away, and the scissors were firmly rooted into the wall........

She didn't dare to move, so Qingfeng got out of bed, picked up hot water and splashed her face, washed her hands with soap and pancreas, and then handed the cotton towel to Shunyu and ordered her to wipe his back.

Shun Yu bit his lip tightly, reluctantly held the cotton towel, and wiped the sweat from his back for him....... and beads of blood spilled from scratches.

"Zheng Yun, have you ever tested your fame?" Qingfeng looked at the moonlight outside the window and asked.

Shun Yu said lightly, and listened to him: "Qingfeng is worth a thousand gold, and he has not been satisfied in his life, what does this mean?" ”