Hearing that Wei Zhixing had the intention of throwing it away, Mingyue felt a layer of guilt in her heart, although this dagger was flashy, it was broken into four sections with one knock, but the workmanship was very gorgeous, the blade handle was inlaid with five dark blue gems, and the blade body contained magnets, but it showed a faint light blue, faint brilliance, it was really beautiful, how did Mingyue look at this dagger is not like a thing for a man with martial arts, but like a trick used by a woman in the boudoir to cut fruits.

Seeing that Wei Zhixing's will to throw it had been decided, Mingyue wrapped the dagger in a handkerchief and carried it in her arms.

Seeing Mingyue's move, the man wanted to say something, but he finally didn't say anything, but silently glanced at the direction of the dagger, then lowered his head and continued to do the work in his hand, pounding the cinnabar stone into a gravel the size of a copper coin with a stone, and then put it in the medicine mill to grind it little by little, gradually grinding and getting finer, and the stone that was still a little dark just now turned into a bright red powder after a while, looking extremely bright.

Mingyue was aroused by curiosity, looking at the strange stones, wanting to touch but not daring to touch, this yellow ingredient is arsenic, this red ingredient is cinnabar, all of them have the appearance of great poison, isn't this man known as Lord Wei is simply a wicked person who walks the rivers and lakes, and his weapons are like Tang Sect, and he likes to use quenched poisonous secret weapons? But shouldn't this poison be a scorpion, snake venom or something? Doesn't it seem like too much effort to use these stones? And it's fatally expensive, so you can't avoid losing it.

Seeing Wei Zhixing's sullen and unhappy appearance, Mingyue felt bored instead, and the fire of gossip could not be extinguished, so she asked: "Hey, Lord Wei, how old are you, Wupin?" Seven products? What's the matter? Tobe? Ministry of Rites? ”

Wei Zhixing ignored himself, Mingyue said to herself, nodded like garlic and said: "Well, the current official is not as good as the current management, although the county order is respectful to you, but he has not sent anyone to protect or send you, it means that your status is not too high, at least not a person with real power." ”

Wei Zhixing still didn't answer, and continued to grind the green stone, Mingyue changed from the ridicule at the beginning to a positive analysis: "You have a lot of silver on you, and the requirements for food, clothing, housing and transportation are all high-quality products, which must be caused by the wealth of your family and the blessing of your ancestors, and you often travel abroad, and you have not returned home, and your relatives are either too indulgent to you, or you are indifferent to your family, or your relatives are withering." ”

Wei Zhixing's palm shook slightly, and he was busy grinding the remaining ochre-colored stones indifferently, and took out three blue and white porcelain urns and strainers on the donkey in turn, put different colors of powder into them, sifted in the fine powder, and then added water, stirred and grinded with pounding, and the water of the three white porcelain urns suddenly became bright red like blood, yellow like gold, and ochre like liver.

Mingyue was curious, what are these different colors of water for? What did Wei Zhixing do when he ran from the far county to the mountains on a cold day? Also, where did Cheng Yue go? What is the connection between the two of them, one appearing and the other disappearing, or is it just a coincidence?

Mingyue looked at the focused man, the man without the beard, there was a little more warmth, a little less coldness, which invisibly narrowed the distance between the two, especially the appearance of slowly stirring the five-colored water, like a beautiful wind shadow condensed in the painting, which will always make people unforgettable, giving people a feeling of a gentle son and humble as jade.

Mingyue shook off her confusion, and the fox asked, "Hey, did you come here just to smash these stones on the mountain and grind them into powdered soup?" You're soaked in water, how can you carry it down the mountain in a while? ”

The man changed the water and continued to stir, and replied silently: "Stir and grind for an hour every day, for seven days in a row, and then whisk the water away, and leave the wet powder to dry, even if it is successful, this matter will naturally be handed over to you." ”

Seven days? Repeating an action? Mingyue's face suddenly turned bitter, and she begged: "Lord Wei, although I am just a peasant girl, I have a lot of work every day, fetching water, chopping wood, laundry, cooking, helping my sister comb her hair, helping chickens catch grasshoppers, helping Uncle Wang pick up manure, and helping Grandma Zhang cross the road......"

Wei Zhixing's face was obviously not convinced, and Mingyue said with a bitter face again: "The day after tomorrow, my cousin and sister-in-law will go back to the door to save their relatives, and everyone in Xiangyang Village knows that I will be very busy." ”

Wei Zhixing raised his eyes and looked at the sky and said, "I have lived in the mountains for the past seven days, you come here every day when the sun is shining, and you will go back after stirring." ”

Mingyue's face was displeased, but she really didn't dare to offend Wei Zhixing, and the emotions mixed with anger, anger, blame, and remorse gathered on her face, which was indescribably weird.

Wei Zhixing raised two fingers indifferently, Mingyue nodded with a smile, and slandered in his heart, knowing that threatening people with silver was not just using your "arsenic" worth twenty taels of silver? As for the rich family who is so scheming and said to be good? Are your two fingers asking for money a sign of "victory" that threatens me?

Mingyue snorted her nose unhappily, went down the mountain sullenly, and only remembered halfway that she seemed to have been driven out of her own field by "others", and it seemed that she would have to live in that thatched hut for more than seven days, but herself, the first thing she thought of was that it was already early winter, and it had begun to freeze sooner or later, and this Wei Zhixing was not Cheng Yue with black hair, and he couldn't keep warm by himself, would he freeze to death?

When she came back home, the restless Mingyue ran directly to the water tank, broke the convention of only drinking hot water, drank half a scoop of water with a bang, and was pushing the door into the inner room, the door of the inner room had been opened first, Boss Han walked out with a happy face, saw Mingyue, his steps were a little messy, his eyes were as bright and shining as if they were cleansed by a clear spring, he took two steps, and left Mingyue's house a little unexpectedly.

Mingyue suspiciously pushed open the door of the inner room, and Liu panicked to pick a beaded flower on his head with his hand and put it in his arms.

It's better not to be included in her arms, this inclusion in her arms, Mingyue obviously saw the purple mark on Liu's neck, and her heart couldn't help jumping, shouting, these ancient people are not all Yulin pimples, this "wolf concubine" appearance, if Mingyue doesn't drink water and pushes the door directly, does it break through her mother's "adultery"?

Liu Shi was blushing when Mingyue saw it, so he said calmly: "Ming."

, Mingyue, why are you back so early today? ”

Mingyue smiled like a flower and said: "Mother, I did come back 'early', and I should come back 'later'." ”

Liu Shi was so embarrassed by Mingyue's laughter that he said, "Mother, Mother didn't mean that." ”

Mingyue knew that the Liu family had misunderstood, thinking that she was against her associating with Boss Han, and even against her remarrying, Mingyue hurriedly corrected the panicked mother-in-law, and said with an extremely firm look: "Mother, you are just twenty-eight years old, you have the right to pursue happiness, no one can kidnap your freedom for any reason, deprive you of your happiness, as long as you want to marry, I will send my mother to marry in style." ”

Liu's eyes flashed with joy, and he pretended to scold Mingyue and said, "This girl, why do you say your mother?!" But most of the stone in my heart has fallen.

Mingyue sat on the hot kang, lay down for a while, sat up for a while, a picture of scratching her heart and scratching her liver, Liu looked at Mingyue's appearance, for fear that Mingyue was sick, worriedly put his hand on Mingyue's forehead, and asked, "Mingyue, what's wrong with you?" What's uncomfortable? Got a stomach ache after drinking cold water? Or do you have a headache and fever? ”

Mingyue comfortingly took Liu's hand, shook her head hurriedly, her eyes unconsciously glanced at the quilt on the pile of kang, and couldn't help but take a breath and asked, "Mother, what time is the sun?" ”

Liu replied suspiciously: "The sun is a little westward, when the farm work is busy, when the farmer has three meals, half an hour after lunch at noon is the sun. It's not yet noon, there is still some time before the sun, and now there is no work, it is all two meals, are you hungry? ”

Mingyue shook her head, nodded again, formed a luggage roll with the quilt she had only covered once, and put it in the big back basket, and took the two white steamed buns left in the bowl shelf in her arms, looked at the time, and went up the mountain again.

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I saw the fire in the fence wall, and the heat wave hit, where was the cold as winter, was it on fire? Mingyue hurriedly pushed open the fence door, only to see that in front of the thatched house, he had already gathered a fire about one zhang high, Wei Zhixing was sitting leisurely by the fire, holding the best pastries in his hand, so comfortable, Ruyu's face was baked red by the firelight, and the color was thick.

Mingyue put her mind at ease and thought to herself, her worries were superfluous, this Wei Zhixing was not a fool, he didn't know that he was warming himself, so he was worried in vain.

Put down the back basket, take out the luggage roll and put it on the wooden collapse in the thatched house, take out the steamed bun in his arms, look at the cold and hard, pick up a branch and wear it, and put it on the fire to roast.

Because they are all thin strips, the fire does not last long, and after a while, you have to add branches, Mingyue taught: "This firewood is best to find dead fruit wood firewood, not only burns for a long time, but also roasts pheasants and rabbits on it." ”

The man looked at the baby pink quilt, and the corners of his mouth went up: "Why are you back?" I specially sent the quilt, afraid that I would freeze to death and you would be in debt in your dreams? ”

Mingyue snorted lightly, and said with a concerned look on the roasted steamed buns: "Didn't you say that I would look for you after the end of the day?" It's about to be sunset. ”

Wei Zhixing's eyes were full of smiles, and what he said was really true, but one said that it was tomorrow, and the other understood that it was today, and it was all sundial.

Mingyue turned over the steamed buns one by one, looked at the gradually weakening dead branches, and hurriedly said, "Quickly pick up some firewood, be thicker." ”

Wei Zhixing didn't refute, according to what Mingyue said, he stood up and went to hold firewood, walked out of the front dozens of steps, bent down, put his hands together, hugged hard, and a large hug of firewood was in his hand, where was the time-consuming and laborious firewood he chopped, but the branches that tied the fence were directly raised.

Mingyue's wide eyes looked at the fence that she had spent time and effort to tie, and it had been torn down and burned a big gap. was so angry that he couldn't help screaming: "Wei Zhixing!! You're a lazy guy with little limbs!! Why don't you chop wood yourself if you have hands and feet, I have an enmity with you, I still owe you, you eat me, live in mine, and tear down the fence of my house!! ”

Wei Zhixing picked his ears with his fingers, directly ignored Mingyue's voice, and threw a whole hug of fence into the fire without the slightest guilt, and the fire was majestic, reflecting half of the sky.

When Mingyue threw the roasted steamed buns into the fire angrily, Wei Zhixing quickly picked out the branches that wore the steamed buns, raised his eyebrows and said, "You're right, you not only have an enmity with me, but you also seem to owe me." I live in yours without pretense, and eat you only now. After speaking, the man peeled off the outermost layer of the steamed bun and put it in his mouth, which was crispy and crispy, and the sweet appearance was as if he was not eating steamed buns, but Qiong cuisine.