Wu Jin took off her mud sandals, walked into the house with water vapor, turned around and closed the door, blocking the wind and rain: "Yes, a good rain." ”

He glanced at Mo Lingfeng in the candlelight, saw that her eyes were slightly red, and then saw that she had a crane used by Mo Qianlan on the door, and he knew in his heart.

Mo Qianlan's death has become a needle in the cotton, and if you don't pay attention to it, it will pierce Mo Lingfeng's heart.

He quietly walked to the side of the small table and took a piece of candy: "I haven't eaten it for three months, taste it." ”

He brought the candy to her mouth, and waited for Mo Lingfeng to take a bite of the candy before he sat down by the brazier and dried his wet sleeves: "I thought it would be warm early this year, but I didn't expect it to change again." ”

Mo Lingfeng sat down opposite him, did not roast the fire, leaned back, and ate sugar slowly: "It's like this every year, you can't be comfortable until the Dragon Boat Festival passes." ”

She stared at Wu Jin, the tide surging in her heart slowly receded, and her empty heart gradually filled - Wu Jin is the king of the big tree mentioned in the "Huayan Sutra".

"Born in the sand moraine of the wilderness, if the roots get water, they can flourish in branches, leaves, flowers and fruits.

The same is true of the Bodhi Tree King in the wilderness of life and death. All sentient beings are the roots of the tree, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are the fruits, and the wisdom of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas can be achieved by benefiting all sentient beings with the water of great compassion. ”

His great mercy is in her, in all the peoples, but not in himself.

Wu Jin turned her head to look at her: "What's wrong?" ”

"You have water on your face." Mo Lingfeng pointed casually.

Wu Jin took the handkerchief and wiped it carefully: "Is there anything else?" ”

"Nope."

Wu Jin saw that Mo Lingfeng was still staring at him, his expression was serious, his eyes were sparkling, and he lit him at a glance.

He couldn't do anything with her, let her see, his face was flushed, and he pretended to be calm and took dried peaches from the candy box to eat, accidentally took some more, and spilled a lot on the table.

He quickly cleaned up and diverted the conversation: "Zell has been to Gaoping Village. ”

Mo Lingfeng didn't care about this, and with an "oh" sound, there was no follow-up.

Wu Jin continued: "His Xun is good. ”

Mo Lingfeng smelled a little sour: "I didn't teach him." ”

"If you meet him first, will you let him go to study with you? After all, we look alike. ”

"It's different."

"What's the difference?"

Mo Lingfeng got up, his legs didn't move, his head stretched out to Wu Jin, his fingers stroked his eyebrow bone, and said seriously: "You look better." ”

Wu Jin smiled and grabbed her hand: "If it's not good-looking, you can't leave me, right?" ”

Mo Leaf smiled: "Yes." ”

She chewed the candy, swallowed it in her stomach, rubbed her cold face on Wu Jin's hand, and withdrew her hand: "Go to the flower hall to eat something, you haven't eaten dinner yet." ”

Wu Jin nodded: "If you don't say it, I forgot about it again." ”

Opening the door, he ordered his subordinates to go to the kitchen to prepare food, and Mo Lingfeng shouted in the back, "I want cherry cheese." ”

Wu Jin saw that the sky was still cold, and it was not the time to eat ice, so he turned around and said, "Eat a bowl." ”

"Okay."

The subordinate went in response, the two went to the flower hall hand in hand, the thunder was heard, Wu Jin reached out to push the door of the flower hall, and when he pushed the door, his left hand twitched uncontrollably.

Most of the time, the left hand will return to normal after the tic, but after the occasional twitch, the muscles and veins in the palm of the hand seem to curl up together, and the pain will go from the flesh to the outside.

He didn't cry out of pain, his hand hung at his side, and he stretched his palm hard, his fingers stretched straight, trying to calm the sudden pain.

Mo Lingfeng remained silent, holding his hand tightly, rubbing his thumb on his palm.

Wu Jin slowly relaxed: "Li Yiti said that it will get better slowly." ”

Mo Yefeng nodded: "Didn't Wu Yi go back to take care of your father?" It's raining too much tonight, don't-"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

There was no lamp in the house, and the subordinate stepped forward to remove the lampshade, blew the fire fold, and the spark came to the cotton lead, but before it was lit, a thunderous snoring sound suddenly sounded behind the screen, and the subordinate shook his hand and put the cotton thread into the wax.

The snoring only sounded, and because I didn't sleep well, I stumbled and turned over, and there was no movement again.

The subordinates re-lit the lights, Mo Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Wu Jin.

Wu Jin bypassed the screen and looked, there was a bamboo basket on the small table, there were three or five cherries scattered in it, there was a slag bucket on the ground, there were many cherry pits in it, and the outside of the slag bucket was also everywhere, two shoes were one in the east and one in the west, and there was a little yellow dog lying on the side of the collapse, Cheng Ting was sleeping on the couch sideways, pillowing his arm, and his head was buried in the mattress, I don't know when he came.

Wu Jin stepped forward and stretched out his hand to push him, he was startled, and sat up suddenly, revealing a blushing face.

"What time is it?"

"It's more than halfway through."

"Cheng Taishan is gone?" Cheng Ting's legs hung down to the edge, pulled the shoe over with his foot, and inserted it into the shoe.

"I'm back." Wu Jin looked at the slap marks on his face and didn't mention the fact that he was beaten.

Cheng Ting bent down and lifted the heel, and kicked the little yellow dog angrily, and the little yellow dog carried an angry dog face and went to lie under the table outside the screen with four legs upside down.

Cheng Ting muttered and followed, and when he saw Mo Lingfeng, he immediately said, "Leaf, you take care of him!" ”

Mo Lingfeng sat down at the square table: "Cheng Taishan? ”

Cheng Ting sat opposite her and stretched out his hand to pat the table: "As soon as he came back, he said that my head was a fart mixed with tofu dregs!" ”

Mo Lingfeng unceremoniously snorted: "It's also appropriate." ”

Wu Jin asked his subordinates to come in and clean up, sat next to Mo Lingfeng, saw that Cheng Ting's faces were swollen miserably, and asked, "Is Mrs. Cheng not here?" ”

"My eldest sister is pregnant, Hui Ran took Ah Yi, and my mother took the second sister to go"

He didn't know about Cheng Taishan's homecoming, but at the behest of his mother, he went to help his eldest brother supervise Gaiwa, and he never expected that the old father would come back at this time.

The eldest brother of the Cheng family is a treacherous character, seeing that Cheng Taishan returned home and Cheng's mother was not there, he retreated decisively and gave Cheng Ting to his old father.

Cheng Taishan has been holding back a big slap since he received the proverb, and after seeing Cheng Ting, he thought that he was also a big man, and even had a son, and with the support of Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin, it was inconvenient to do it directly, so he asked Cheng Ting what he was doing recently.

Cheng Ting has been idle at home since he died nine times, like a fat bird with nothing to do, flapping his wings every day from the east to the west, facing Cheng Taishan's horizontal eyebrows and cold eyes, his brain was stuck, he couldn't answer a word, and sure enough, he was slapped twice.

He went home depressed and wanted to hide in Hui Ran's arms, but he didn't know that it was raining heavily in the sky, and the fat sea came back to spread the word, and the female dependents of the family wanted to stay in Yuefu.

He could only come to find his best friend, and entered the corner gate like a chicken in soup, only to learn that the two were very busy.

He wandered alone on the verandah, and finally plunged into the second hall of flowers, and slept in the dark.

He has always come and gone freely in Mofu, and his subordinates have not paid much attention to him, and after a long time, they have forgotten him.

"I'm also a father...... Cheng Ting cried and took the dishes and chopsticks from his subordinates.

The servant temporarily added a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and sent three bowls of rice, a plate of elm money cakes, a plate of smoked pig's head meat, a bowl of yellow stewed mutton, and four or five side dishes such as whitebait.

Someone else opened the ice jian, brought out a bowl of cherry cheese, and placed it in front of Mo Leaf.

Cheng Ting immediately said: "Bring me a bowl too, and then a jar of spring wine, it doesn't have to be warm, just send it directly." (End of chapter)