Chapter 6: The Lost Veil

He Mai felt a sour feeling in his heart when he heard this, and pursed his lips tightly.

It has only been three months since she returned to Xiaoqing Village, but probably because her blood is thicker than water, her love and attachment to the Qin family have long exceeded her plans and thoughts for her future.

The biggest wish in her heart now is that the Qin family can be healthy and safe, and nothing will happen to her!

was able to break off the relationship with Lin Changxi's family, Lin Changxi couldn't wait, and she Lin Hemai couldn't ask for it!

He, Lin Changxi and the Zhao family, just relied on some fields and livestock at home, but those were all handed down by the older generation! According to Lin Changxi and Zhao's lazy appearance, those family wealth will be scattered in their hands sooner or later!

is out of the relationship, and what they will do in the future has nothing to do with them!

Lin Hemai breathed a long sigh of relief, and secretly thought in her heart that it was her only wish at the moment to let herself and the Qin family live a comfortable life!

There were three bangs, and there was a rhythmic sound of slamming the door outside the door.

Lin Hemai's head was raised, and he subconsciously looked out of the window through the window, and the sound came from outside the courtyard.

The population of Xiaoqing Village is not much, everyone is probably familiar with each other, who wants to enter the house to visit relatives and friends, directly into the yard and then into the house, as long as the door is open, it means that the family is now working, will not do anything inconvenient to see each other, so, in this Xiaoqing Village, it is rare to hear such a sound of knocking on the door.

He Mai tilted his head, as if he saw a tall gray figure outside the door.

She chuckled in her heart, and she hurriedly asked, "Who?" ”

"Yang Liulang."

The voice from outside the door was calm and loud, clear and peaceful, and he said his name steadily, very calmly.

"Ah, Rokuro, why is Rokuro here?" Qin Shi looked a little surprised, and hurriedly put on his shoes with He Mai and went to the ground.

"Rokuro is here, let's sit down." Qin greeted as he walked out.

"Grandma Lin, I won't go in," the tall figure lowered his head slightly, the shadow on the fence blocked his face, and only saw some of the mustache on his chin, Lin Hemai's heart was beating hard somehow, and he even lost his mind a little.

Lin Hemai lost his mind, only to hear Yang Liulang say again: "I'm here to deliver something, and I'm leaving it outside the door." ”

When He Mai walked out, he could only see a vague but tall back in the direction Yang Liulang left.

On the ground was a basket of eggs, about twenty or thirty, each the size of a fist.

He only gave a dowry gift to the Lin family in the last day, why did he come to bring eggs to Hemai again in the next day?

He Mai couldn't figure it out, hesitated, and slowly lifted the basket.

"Hemai, what did that kid from Liulang send? Qin stood in the room and asked.

Yang Liulang said that he would not enter the door, and the Qin family did not go out, and when Yang Liulang left, He Mai let the Qin family sit in the house, and she went to bring the things in.

Hearing Qin's question, He Mai hurriedly replied, "Grandma, it's a basket of eggs...... Let's eat eggs at night! ”

Qin seemed to be very happy, and after a sigh, he went to work on his own needlework.

Lin Hemai carried the basket into the yard, ready to place the eggs on the edge of the stove, but she didn't want to, as soon as she took out three eggs, a light green thing under the basket attracted her attention.

As if she was surprised by Yang Liulang's voice, this light green thing ...... It made her heart tremble, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her back.

She pulled something light green out from under the basket, a handkerchief.

It was Lin Hemai's own handkerchief, silky and delicate, pulled out of the egg, but light as if dancing in a basket.

That handkerchief was worn by Lin Hemai anytime and anywhere, and although it had been used for a long time, it looked like new even now because it was properly preserved.

Lin Changjun once told her that this veil was left for her by Hemai's mother.

He Mai has a special feeling for this veil, just like the symbol of those blank memories in the past.

And at this moment, why did this veil appear under the egg basket sent by Yang Liulang?

Where did he pick up this veil?

Lin Hemai suddenly remembered the good show he had done in the courtyard of the Lin family the next day, jumped in from the backyard, and released all the animals in the livestock shed......

Could it be that when he was jumping in and out, the handkerchief was left outside the Lin family's courtyard?

Exactly!

Before she jumped on the wall, there was no one around, and when she was about to come out, she heard the voice of someone outside the courtyard, so she hesitated and waited in the backyard.

Although no one saw her after she came out, she was afraid of being discovered, so she acted in a panic. When I turned around and left, I also had time to check it, so I thought that I left the handkerchief outside the Lin family's courtyard in this hurry......

But how did Yang Liulang pick up this veil? The back of the Lin family's courtyard is backed by the South Forest, and few people should pass near the South Forest at noon, even if Yang Liulang passes by...... Why did you stick to the Lin family's wall?

Besides, how did Yang Liulang know about her handkerchief?

Lin Hemai was puzzled, and began to think in slight surprise, wasn't Yang Liulang seeing it?

Then why did he avoid entering the door, and returned the veil to himself so secretively?

Could it be ...... Anything else?

Lin Hemai's calm heart felt a burst of uneasiness at this moment, she frowned, put her hand on the basket and thought carefully and distressedly about Yang Liulang's strange behavior.

There was a sound of a teapot hitting the table in the room, and Qin Shi followed and walked out with a water bowl, "Hemai, don't be busy, go into the house and drink saliva." ”

Grandma, I'm not thirsty, Lin Hemai hurriedly shook his head, "You drink." ”

Qin Shi saw He Mai grasping the light green handkerchief with one hand, and the expression on his face was faintly sad, as if he recalled some past events.

"This handkerchief was embroidered by your mother," Qin's eyes became kind, "Your mother is a meticulous woman, needlework here, I haven't seen anyone better than your mother." It's a pity that your mother is blessed, I heard your father say that she went in less than two days. ”

He Mai was stunned, opened his mouth, and did not speak.

He Mai's mother once came back with Lin Changjun when she was young, lived in the Lin family for a few days, and met the Qin family.

But it was also that side, after that, the two left Xiaoqing Village, and no one in the Lin family had ever seen He Mai Niang again, and the Qin family couldn't ask Lin Changjun why.

Later, Lin Changjun returned to his hometown, married a wife and gave birth to a son, and his daughter-in-law later became ill with tuberculosis, leaving only a son.