Even if he wanted to, no one would dare.

Even if someone dares, they can't drive his old man's car. There are so many people in the palace who take money, of course, not for fun.

Where can there be more than this day, such a man by your side.

Bamboo hedge thatched hut, three or five big trees, a housekeeper dog. The temporary helper who sprinkled the sweeper had been dismissed, and he deserved his paid leave as a holiday. Feng Miaolian does it herself, and she is already a good hand at housework.

Miao Lian had been busy, the two furs had been spread out and spread out on a stone slab, the muntjac meat was cut into small pieces, she took out a bowl of salt and smeared it on it, and every place was spread very evenly.

He finished his rough work and rested on the side, watching her busy.

"The muntjac meat is dried, but it's delicious. When the time comes, when you want to eat it, you can take a piece down, wash it, and put it to steam at will, cut a slice, and it tastes very, very good......"

"Miao Lian, how could you do this?"

She didn't raise her head, and continued to apply salt to the muntjac meat with relish, and then some spices: "Ah, when I was in middle school, my parents died in an accident...... I lived alone, and for a while I didn't have any living expenses, so I secretly went to hunt a wild dog and hide it...... The animal protection associations are talking about those of us who eat dog meat, because they have not experienced hunger...... Tell them to starve for a few days and try it, not to mention stray dogs, even stray people have eaten them...... There are many people who have dogs, and there are many people who abandon dogs. In parks, on remote streets, stray dogs can often be seen...... That time, I was so hungry that I couldn't do it, but I was only 15 years old at the time, and I wasn't strong enough to deal with a big dog, so I hacked a small dog to death with a kitchen knife, took it home and hid it, smeared it with salt, and ate it for seven days...... I'll never forget that smell for the rest of my life......"

Ye Jia's gaze gradually became strange, like a wisp of gold inlaid in the winter dusk, or maybe a dark cloud.

Recent. Miao Lian's words became more and more strange.

He didn't remind her that her parents were Master Feng and Mrs. Feng, Master Feng died only last year, and Mrs. Feng is still alive - and when she was 15 years old, she was living in Beiwudang, and she was about to marry Tuoba Hong, and she lived a worry-free life, and was treated like a princess.

This person is not Feng Miaolian.

This person is not Feng Miaolian from Beiwudang.

However, he didn't ask—not that he didn't dare, he just didn't want to ask.

only looked at the face that was the same as Feng Miaolian in a daze-her appearance was definitely still Miaolian, and there was no change.

Just like Ye Jia, who knew that Ye Jia was no longer the same person compared to ten years ago?

At that time, he was a monk, with no distractions, and he devoted himself to praying to God and worshiping Buddha, exploring the origin of human beings, the next life and this life;

Now, he's a layman.

With **, pain, sorrow, anger, also killing, killing animals, killing people...... Also killed. Now I live in seclusion here, with my friend's wife, and there is no tomorrow after today.

He Yejia is not the same person for a long time.

"Ye Jia...... I remembered that I could still go and do some part-time ...... Hey...... What is a part-time job? How did I suddenly think of this thing and suddenly forget it? ”

She muttered to herself, looking confused. Just like a schizophrenic patient.

"Heh, Ye Jia, I can do a lot of things, laundry and cooking, making money to support my family, nothing is rare for me......" She still didn't notice Ye Jia's abnormality, nor did she notice her own abnormality.

Perhaps, she is a person's past and present life, but the memories of the past life and this life are intertwined, and the people who speak are not strange, and the people who listen are not strange. How can a person feel too strange about his past life? Just as when you're 30 years old, you don't feel weird about 20-year-old you.

Coarse tea, light rice, better in the law and at ease.

Roast rabbit and roast muntjac meat accentuate the gentle color.

A stick is strung together, Ye Jia single-handedly rectified, smeared with pepper, spices, oil and salt, in the prosperous fire, the rabbit soon showed a golden side, when flipped, it looked oily, fragrant.

Miao Lian cleaned up some wild coriander and threw it on top and filled it with a plate.

She nibbled on a rabbit's thigh, her face covered in ash.

He reached out and wiped it for her.

When she looked up, the two looked at each other, and only saw four bright eyes.

How nice. At this time, neither of them thought of any beautiful scenery, and there was no filth - it was secular before, but at this time, it was a little clean.

Do something, don't do something.

When she was with him, she was free;

If you want to be together in the future, you must also be free.

A cup of tea, two people sit quietly, a rare warm moment. The sun has not yet set, and the warm winter makes people drowsy prematurely.

Feng Miaolian took out a silver ticket and put it on the table: "Ye Jia, this is a silver ticket exchanged by the eight major money houses in the north and south, I will ask someone to do it in the palace, a total of 1,000 taels, say more or less, say a lot less, you take it, maybe, one day, we will find a place, buy dozens of acres of land, a ploughing cow, men and women weaving, maintain food, clothing, housing and transportation......"

He was silent.

On this road, he is always an idiot. She had to plan a lot.

"You take this with you, and when I come out again, I may be penniless. After that, I lived on it. ”

He didn't refuse, and put it away. I don't speak, I just think, one day, I can chase prey, cultivate wasteland, and raise a woman, is it difficult?

Probably not.

She laughed.

Not to feel like Atlas any longer.

Enjoy the extremely short and limited warmth of life.

"Miao Lian...... You've been out for days...... Should go back......"

Who's reminding you? She didn't care, closed her eyes, and leaned against the corner of the hard bed. In the fog, the smoke is filled, and the bright clouds and mist are everywhere.

A fast horse galloped in. Slowly, slowly, closer. He dismounted and walked silently, and none of the people inside noticed his arrival—until Feng Miaolian opened her eyes and saw him.

He stopped and looked at her as well.

His gaze shifted from her to the man beside her - seeing him and her lying side by side, lying in his clothes, although there was no ambiguity, and he did not hug and entangle, but a man and a woman lying together like this were originally a kind of entanglement.

His face was strange, Tie Qing - this was the first time Feng Miaolian realized the true meaning of this word. At this time, his face was as blue as iron, and he glared fiercely at the pair of men and women who were lying on their feet.

Feng Miaolian wanted to say something, her mouth was very dry and astringent. She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked at him in a daze, when suddenly, a look of disgust appeared in his eyes.

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