In the early morning, the bamboo building room is filled with a faint fragrance that refreshes people's hearts.

July wore a sky blue down jacket, and her delicate figure could be faintly seen, and a pair of pure white snow boots wrapped around her delicate jade feet.

The whole body is not decorated, and the girlish and pure face seems to be extremely simple, but it makes people feel sorry for it.

Winter rarely chooses such a cold color, but it is faintly in line with the pure temperament of July, a touch of black and soft hair is naturally scattered, the smoke cage eyebrows seem to frown, and do not say a word to be extremely arrogant.

The green jade fingers skillfully plucked the nine-string guqin, and the incomparably delicate little face was full of deep silence, and the faint rhyme flowed.

The sound of the piano under the jade finger is ethereal, turbid and dusty, and the words tell the new wife's different style.

The string music deeply contains the love of Lang, and the morning is exceptionally fresh and warm.

Ning Yun was holding a basin of clean water for washing as usual, and was about to push the door in front of the strings.

Before pushing the door, I suddenly realized that today was not the same day, and there was not only a girl in the house, but I was afraid that I would have to avoid suspicion.

Just as he was hesitating, the July string tone stopped suddenly, and he called softly: "Ning Yun, come in." Beichen hasn't woken up yet. ”

The door opened lightly, and Ning Yun poked his little head to look around the scene in the wedding room smartly.

The smoke stove was full of pee, and a man was still asleep in the curtain.

She tiptoed into the house with a basin, looking at the appearance of her own girl, she couldn't wait to cover her mouth and laugh, but she didn't have something in her hand.

July sat on the soft seat and said coquettishly in shame: "Dead girl, what are you laughing at?" ”

Ning Yun put aside the toiletries and explained: "The girl is different from the past today, her face is shining, and she has more charm than usual. It's a pity, shouldn't these 3,000 strands of hair be pulled up, and when you get married, it's no longer your daughter's family. ”

July's eyes flowed, and he sighed: "Nineteen Fanghua, they are already wives." Ning Yun, do you know what a married wife of the Han nationality should be dressed into? ”

Speaking of this, Ning Yun paused suspiciously, as if thinking, and then replied, "Hey, I really don't know how to dress up. But no matter how the girl dresses, she is the best beauty in the world. ”

Zhu Beichen covered the newlywed futon, curled up on the bed, and listened to the communication between the two warmly, and the elegant atmosphere circulated in the quilt.

I wanted to turn over and get up, but Ning Yun kept muttering to Qiyue outside the tent, and reluctantly shrank his head and hid back, coughing lightly.

"Ahem!"

"Oops, my uncle is awake. Come on, girl, I'll avoid it first. Ning Yunqiao smiled and hurriedly rushed away.

July looked at the end of the curtain, and said with soft concern: "Beichen, are you awake?" Is the string sound bothering you? ”

The concern of the newlywed wife made him feel very comfortable, how to describe it, this feeling and concern will only give Zhu Beichen alone, and this is warmth.

Zhu Beichen was especially dreaming, his stupid words were a little vague, and he said: "No, the cozy piano sound is very comforting, thank you, I feel that there are still people who care about me." ”

July listened to the shallow words between husband and wife with a red face, and served her husband to change clothes and wash with a low face, like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law.

The curtain was lifted by Qiyue's small hands, and he hugged the newly washed clothes in his arms, biting his lips lightly: "Get up, I'll help you put on your clothes, Ning Yun has already packed up, and we'll leave after breakfast." ”

After the original shabby clothes were washed and ironed by hand in July, although they were not like new clothes, they were also neat and neat, with a faint smell of sunshine. The meticulous wife even sewed the cracks with stitches and threads, and the excellent knitting skills repaired the needles so finely that there was not a trace of them, and when did July secretly take her clothes to be sewn and ironed. Isn't such a wife too intimate?

As soon as he raised his eyes, July stood in front of him with an awkward look, and he said uncomfortably: "I can come by myself." ”

"Get dressed...... I can do it myself. He was a little skeptical that he would be able to get dressed and washed, but July was so attentive that he felt a little uncomfortable.

On weekdays, July is a small noble family with high ceilings. The most prominent heroine of the Miao family, there are many girls serving her inside and out. Now that she wants to serve herself like this, it is commendable that July does not have the slightest temper, and she thinks about Zhu Beichen intimately everywhere, which makes him secretly moved.

The first simple meal, light millet porridge, with a few vegetarian dishes.

Outside, Ning Yun was ready, and the three Yunnan donkeys in Miao Village neighed with a shrill sound, as if urging the three people who were slow and reasonable.

"It's... Just leave, aren't you going to explain the affairs of the lower clan? Zhu Beichen was a little lonely, and in a short period of time, he had a faint affection for the Heishui River.

"Everything that should be explained has already been explained, I am not familiar with the affairs of the clan, and I should hand it over to the mother-in-law Zongzheng to take care of it in the future." July's eyes showed a sense of nostalgia, and finally looked back at the bamboo building where life was nineteen years.

It's strange where the seven will go.

Zhu Beichen suddenly remembered, was stunned for a moment, and asked July: "Have you seen my friend?" ”

"I came here at night, the voice was very soft, you were still sleeping, and he had already left early." July responded softly.

In this process, the python always hung his head half-hung, and his blind eyes were faintly reluctant.

It rarely saw July, but it was already accustomed to the smell on the body of the mistress of the bamboo building, and knew that she was leaving, and its eyes were no longer as cold as the blood in her body.

Siamese cat Ling Yan didn't know where to forage and returned, hurriedly came from the bluestone road, said goodbye to this familiar and intimate master, and threw himself at the ankle of July, and the heart of parting was revealed in the blue eyes.

The mournful meow of the cat expresses its emotions at the moment.

In early winter, the snow is rippling, and it is not very cold.

July's slender jade fingers gently twisted a few snowflakes, and whispered with emotion: Thoughts are like willows, rippling in my heart.

The mighty send-off team of Miao Village has been watching from the other side of the bluestone road, and the chaotic people's mood is like this snow.

Zhu Beichen's eyes were infiltrated, and he was infected by everything in the mountains and black waters.

There was even fierce anger in the eyes of the clansmen, and they angrily rushed at Zhu Beichen's location, who told this kid to kidnap the goddess in the minds of many teenagers.

Zong Zheng Qingrong greeted the front of the team, saluted July with a smile, and said, "Girl, take care of yourself outside, grandma and you will say goodbye." Remember not to indulge this kid too much and make yourself suffer. ”

The trip to the Heishui River in southern Yunnan is about to end here, but what Zhu Beichen doesn't know is that a bigger disaster has gradually started and kicked off.