Text Chapter 142: Heart Fight

Hearing the bustle next door, Mao Dan made several requests, "Mother, I want to go over and talk to my grandmother, I don't like to burn fires." ”

"You dare!" Lingzhi whispered sternly as he worked, "If you don't obey, I'll throw you into the wild and feed the wolves." ”

filled the stove with chopping wood, the little hairy egg quietly wiped his tears, and his little hands stained with black ash wiped the dirty circles under his eyes.

Old Woman's Cave.

On the table were buns, white-flour steamed buns and dim sum brought by Dou Ya'er and Huang Xingjie respectively.

Dou Ya'er is cleaning and tidying up.

Sister Huang Xing was washing the old woman's face and combing her hair.

Dou Ya'er: "Excuse me, sister, what's your name?"

A question finally broke the silence of the two girls who were wary and repulsive, and since they got on the horse at the door of Huairentang until this time, they only communicated briefly if they had to say it, and the rest of the time they were busy with their own things, preferring to guess and speculate, and no one was willing to speak first to ease the atmosphere.

"Sister Huang Xing. Sister, what about you?"

"My name is Dou Ya'er. "Brother Yuan likes to call me Xiao Ya'er." Sister Xing, didn't Brother Yuan mention me in front of you?"

Dou Ya'er, Zhou Mengyuan, is not a surname, but she is sweetly nicknamed Brother Yuan, she is either a relative or a good friend, and she cares a lot about her position in Zhou Mengyuan's heart, so it seems that the chance of being good is greater, but it can't increase her morale and confidence.

"I don't think so. While we were chatting, Little Girl gave me a lot of things, including sad family affairs and grandma. I have a very good memory, and the words that the little obedient said are basically memorized, and even if I forget, I can remember it with a little reminder. My sister reminded me now, and I still haven't remembered my sister, which means that the little girl has never mentioned my sister in front of me. I swear!"

Huang Xingjie's words are true, and they have ulterior motives. It did play a little role, and when he heard that he was known as a "little obedient" between the opposite sex, he had always been worried that Zhou Mengyuan had never really loved his Dou Ya'er, and his will to continue to pursue almost collapsed.

Zhou Mengyuan dismounted, dropped the reins, and hurried to the cave.

Before he entered the door, he said eagerly, "Grandma, are you okay?"

The newly groomed old woman, with a radiant and kind face, could not tell that she had passed out before.

"Yes! Grandma is fine. ”

"Then why are you scaring your grandchildren? ”

"Huh. Life and death depend on fate, success or failure. Grandma will never wake up from a long dream sooner or later, and she will live enough at that time, grandson, you must not be sad, otherwise, grandma will hear that she will not be able to walk on Huangquan Road. ”

"Grandma! You are so open-minded and virtuous, you will live to be 10,000 years old. ”

Zhou Mengyuan took the old woman's hand and was very close to Sister Huang Xing's body.

Huang Xingjie was proud, and in order to make Dou Ya'er completely discouraged when she saw the truth, she deliberately pointed her finger at Zhou Mengyuan's sideburns.

"It's been so long to come back, what about the medicine for grandma?"

The old woman is safe, Zhou Mengyuan is naturally happy, and he has no scruples about Huang Xingjie's point, besides, he has long been used to that slender finger.

"Oh oh! Lang Zhong said that grandma's fainting was just an accident, and when it passed, she was safe and sound, and she didn't need to take medicine. ”

"What kind of medicine? The old woman said, "A good attitude is good medicine." My wife and I can live to this day because I have a big heart and I don't put things on my mind. Hehe. ”

Dou Ya'er didn't want to be embarrassed by being at a disadvantage, so she dropped the clothes that had been folded in her hand, and reached out to touch Zhou Mengyuan's sideburns, "Look! Your long nails have poked Brother Yuan with a blood mark, pay attention in the future." ”

Huang Xingjie removed Dou Ya'er's hand, stroked it gently, and blew a few times with her mouth on it, "Little girl, are you feeling better now?"

The old woman listened with great joy.

Dou Ya'er didn't back down, picked up the towel that Sister Huang Xing had just wiped for the old woman, and wiped Zhou Mengyuan's face with concern, "Look, Brother Yuan, what is your face wet with sweat." Don't move, there's here. ”

Zhou Mengyuan insisted on being half accustomed to half awkwardness.

No one could hear the footsteps outside the door.

At the same time as the light in the cave flickered, a man had already come to the door and stood still.

Everyone looked at it at the same time.

I saw that the person who came had a gloomy face, biting his lip, completely subverting the natural beauty, but like a cold-faced killer, his eyes were full of anger and resentment, and he was stunned there.

Now Qin'er is not as good as before, dressed gorgeously, dressed exquisitely, every day to draw eyebrows, eyes, grease and powder, even the walking posture has changed, unhurried, chest and hips, steady one-line steps.

"Qin'er!"

Just when Zhou Mengyuan saw the person for the first time, he quickly got up, rushed over, and held Qin'er's shoulders with both hands.

Qin'er didn't move, and she didn't respond, like a stone sculpture standing there.

Qin'er insisted on coming to deliver buns to the old woman after being dissuaded by her mother, and in line with the light idea of "the heart is dead, and the love is there" by the way, she didn't know that she would run into the scene in front of her that had already broken her heart.

When she heard that Qin'er was coming, the old woman was also very happy, "Qin'er, come in and let grandma take a look." ”

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The steaming cloth bag in his hand fell, and he lay there silently, not knowing whether to warm the land that had been swallowed by the cold ice, or to be cooled by the frozen earth?

"Qin'er!"

Dou Ya'er came over and took Qin'er's hand in a friendly way, the little hand was smooth and delicate but very cold. Because Dou Ya'er is familiar with Qi Yue's marriage, she is not treated as an "enemy", and she pulled her hand, "Your hands are so cold, warm up in the bed." ”

In the meantime, Ganoderma lucidum has finished steaming the buns, and the stove room has been cooked, and at this time he is holding the hairy eggs.

Seeing Qin'er standing at the door, Zhou Mengyuan put his hand on his shoulder, and Dou Ya'er held his hand, deciding which party was unhappy.

"Mother, I want to go in. ”

As soon as Mao Dan's words fell, Lingzhi pushed Qin'er away, "Let Mao Dan in." ”

Zhou Mengyuan's hands were empty, and Dou Ya'er also let go.

Qin'er turned around and left.

"Qin'er, Qin'er, can you listen to me?"

Zhou Mengyuan chased after him and tried to stop him.

"Go away! I'm here to see my grandma. I'm already married. ”

Zhou Mengyuan was disheartened, took a few steps back, and watched the person who had been cared for, cared for, and truly loved by his little sister pass by, without looking back, and strode away with his head held high.

Even uphill.

Even if the snow disappears, the road is slippery.

Even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front of you, it is impossible to turn back.

When Zhou Mengyuan came back, Dou Ya'er had already opened the Qin'er cloth bag and shared the bun with everyone.

Pick one up and hand it to Zhou Mengyuan, "Brother Yuan, eat it while it's hot, it tastes great." ”

Zhou Mengyuan pulled back that hand, and said weakly: "That's for grandma, I don't eat it." ”

"It's okay. Steamed buns, steamed buns, dim sum, in addition, I also brought twist flowers, all of which are too much, and grandma can't eat them alone. ”

"Yes. Lin Zhi said, "I steamed four steamed buns and one basket of flower rolls, which is enough for us to eat in the New Year." ”

"Mother, I want to eat twist flowers. ”

The old woman said, "Grandson, Qin'er seems to be gone?"

She said something was wrong and left first. ”

The old woman knew it perfectly.

In front of two strange girls, asking is just a reminder.

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