Dong Changlin's sister made Ping Yan unable to live in peace all day.

There was even a ridiculous idea that couldn't help hovering in her mind, she actually felt that to a certain extent, Dong Changlin was the Kyushu brother back then.

And with an unspeakable fear, she kept denying it, stifling out all suspicion.

In the evening, under the pretext of eating Western snacks, she drove a rickshaw out, and after confirming that no one was following, she turned around and went to Fuchunju.

The person in charge of Fuchunju is Lao Zhang, a steady and wise middle-aged man, who treats Ping Yan very politely and politely. She knew that he was Shen Yuchen's right and left hand, and his identity was extraordinary, so she directly stated her plan.

"Lao Zhang, you must also be paying attention to the battle situation in Qingyuan Town in the newspaper, the battle of the trapped beasts of the Central China Army is losing and retreating, and it can last for more than a month at most. I'm worried about what will happen to him these days, so I want to go to Qingyuan Town to find him. And I can also do my part among the wounded on the front line. ”

Lao Zhang pondered for a moment, finally nodded, and considering the turbulence of the current situation, he sent Xiao Ma to escort him along the road.

After she agreed with Xiao Ma on the time and place of departure on the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month and other related matters, she met Nie Caidie when she went out, she still likes to wear bright cheongsam, crimson velvet cloth, embroidered with vigorous flowers, as if she is ready to burn herself all the time.

Ping Yan looked at her with a smile, her makeup was exquisite, her red lips were full, and she also spread out a friendly smile, but under the fat powder was an anxious and tired mind that could not be concealed.

Ping Yan could almost guess her intentions.

She grabbed Ping Yan's hand tightly, showing the most embarrassing pleading horror in her eyes, "Let me go to Qingyuan Town with you, in the past few months, I have been about to go crazy, the bullet has no eyes, I am really afraid that something will happen to Zicheng." You can understand this feeling. ”

Although Ping Yan remembered that she almost hurt Shen Yuchen on the Huafang cruise that day, at this moment she really wanted to fulfill the infatuation of a dusty woman, and she could boldly love when she was alive, which was worthy of admiration. She nodded, shook her hand, and said, "Okay, you and Xiao Ma will come together the day after tomorrow." ”

Nearly the end of the year, the moon is full on a snowy night, like a white lantern hanging high, indifferently and ruthlessly paying tribute to this devastated ancient land. And thousands of houses are hung with papier-mâché red lanterns under the eaves to welcome the arrival of the New Year, they are accustomed to war, and are good at living in peace and anxiety. Just like the red lanterns, as if they were wicks made of flesh and blood, they want to shine desperately in this world, and live one day at a time.

Shen Dashao also bought a pair of lanterns when he came back from outside, he threw them on the table, Xu Wanqing hung the windbreaker he took off on the hanger, and took the lantern and ordered Xiyue to light a fire and hang it on the plum tree in the courtyard.

She quietly pinched his shoulders and thumped his back, and he slept with his eyes closed for a moment, then suddenly took her hand and pressed her to the chair opposite.

Looking at each other, he held her hand and smiled gently, "Wanqing, the day after tomorrow, we will go back to Changzhou for the New Year, and I am going to take her with me." ”

Because of the child's snooze, only the orange lamp by the bedtable was still lit in the room, perhaps the night was dark, and perhaps the light painted half of his face. Xu Wanqing actually saw a certain seriousness on his face that he didn't often have.

Her heart was pounded with a soft fist, and she curled up slightly.

He also seemed to realize that his performance was too obvious, deliberately tightened her hand, and said: "You also know that she is pregnant with the second brother's child in her womb, and I, as an elder brother, always have to take care of it." ”

Xu Wanqing secretly embed her fingertips in the tender flesh in her palm, as if this would make the pain in her heart not show any traces.

She actually wanted to ask him clearly, since you think so, then why don't you let her follow the second brother, they have a deep love, and they are willing to go to Qingyuan Town, where the war is tight, to live and die together, why do you want to ignore brotherhood and make the means to keep her?

There are no impermeable walls in the world, and although these things are hidden, she still knows them.

She looked at him, and the eyes were darker in the night, like a whirlpool that sucked people's souls, and it seemed that since when she had not, she could no longer see the emotions in his eyes.

She didn't dare to ask, she only knew that he was her husband, that she loved him, and that she had to keep this happiness secure.

She blinked, swallowed the sour pain that had nowhere to vent, and nodded gently with a smile.

Shen Da Shao took her into his arms, she was attached to his chest, wrapped around his waist, and his steady and powerful heartbeat was in his ears. Since pregnancy and childbirth, they have been gathering less and leaving more, and it has been a long time since there has been such sweetness of ear and temples.

Li Yong came from outside the door, bumped into the love and sweetness of the two, and suddenly turned around with his heels.

Shen Da Shao shouted in a deep voice, "Come in!" ”

In the past year, their husband and wife have not seen each other a few times, and Li Yong did not want to spoil such an atmosphere, but he had no choice but to walk over with a hard face, "Da Shao, the matter you asked me to investigate has eyebrows." ”

"Study talk." Shen Dashao walked up, walked to the door and saw Li Yong's expression was different, and when he turned around, he saw Xu Wanqing's lonely and lonely face that he didn't have time to clean up.

Ping Yan is also lonely, her loneliness is a kind of transcendent and pure loftiness, just like the goddess in the temple, teaching ordinary people to be involved in speculation, how to break her wings, so that she will fall by her side forever. And Xu Wanqing, in front of him, has an almost humble pity, as if she is always ready to wronged herself and please her husband.

He has always liked the feudal women of the old days, three from the four virtues, with the husband as the sky, and can be well controlled.

But now when he looked at her face again, he felt a little tasteless, because he was too dignified and docile, and there was a lot less fun for men and women to be tapped.

He couldn't help frowning, the wild and tall woman was like a fish, churning into his mind with water streaks, as if teasing the tip of his heart. His body was itching and hot.

"You go to sleep first, you don't have to wait for me." Even he couldn't notice that his tone towards his wife was a little more perfunctory.

Xu Wanqing stood in front of the desk in a daze, her blue-gray slender shadow hung on the ground, the child woke up, and the immature and loud baby cry seemed to be about to break through the dark night.

She picked up the child and coaxed her ...... Through the window, she saw the lantern hanging on the plum tree, a round red light, with a thin layer of frost on the outside, and the color was also suffocating and cold.

She looked at the lantern and felt a sense of sympathy. One is lonely outside the house, and the other is left in the house.

Early the next morning, Ping Yan went to the pharmacy to grab half a month's worth of medicine, wrapped it according to catties and two, and sent it to Bai Heng.

When he went, he was boiling tea, the boiling water in the pot was boiling, he took a handful of leaves from the tea can, put them in the bottom of the pot, and poured the boiling water, and the fragrance was fragrant.

Ping Yan prescribed a prescription for him to regulate his body, although the medication was not long, his face was many times better than before, which was very gratifying.

Bai Heng beckoned her to sit, "The Longjing tea before the Qingming Dynasty is the most tender and mellow, and the tea brewed in Longjing before the Ming Dynasty is really drunk when you smell it, junior sister, you taste it." ”

Ping Yan took the tea he handed over, sniffed its fragrance, and sure enough, it was like being in a hundred acres of tea garden. She drank slowly, looking at the buds and leaves stretched at the bottom of the cup, her heart seemed to be stretched, and she couldn't help but smile slightly.

Now Bai Heng lives in the two-story small building that Shen Yuchen rented for her at the beginning, presumably this Longjing is still the jar he sent before.

Bai Heng saw that her expression was slightly drunk, her eyes were soft, and she unconsciously squeezed the cup tightly, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?" But isn't this tea right? ”

Ping Yan didn't plan to tell him about leaving Qingyuan Town tomorrow, Huo Sanye's methods had destroyed him and changed his temperament, and she didn't want to make trouble.

She shook her head and changed the subject, "Senior brother is the most attentive to flowers and plants, I wonder if there are flowers blooming in the flower room?" ”

Bai Heng turned to the inner room and took out a plain potbelly porcelain bottle, with a few oblique branches of pink chrysanthemum and a few green bamboos inserted on it, which was very delicate. Ping Yan happily enjoyed the fun.

He looked at Ping Yan's smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and his heart was congested, and he suddenly asked, "Senior sister, have you ever heard of the secret of the bronze box?" ”

Unexpectedly, Ping Yan's heart wrinkled, and when she raised her eyes, she was clear and calm, "What bronze box?" I've never heard of it. ”