Ning Yuanlan nodded, looked up at him, and laughed again, "Let's go with the flow, I will definitely remember it!" ”

He took her into his arms and continued to walk on the river.

The river next to Jiangcheng is very wide, the winter wind blows, the water waves on the river are gusting, swaying in the sunset, there are cameos in the distance, the flute is far away, it is very good.

The two walked outside for a long time, and when they went back, they saw Xiao Yaoyao again, she was holding her mother with one hand and Zhou Yingying with the other, this time, Xiao Yaoyao was not the first to find them, but Zhou Yingying found them first, and greeted them with a smile, "Miss Ning, Mr. Ling, I met you again!" ”

"Hello Miss Zhou!" Ling Mo and Ning Yuanlan greeted her in unison.

"Hello uncle and aunt!" Xiao Yaoyao is very sensible, she still remembers what happened last time, and asked Ning Yuanlan with a smile, "Auntie, I'm obedient today, is your baby obedient?" ”

"Uh......" Ning Yuanlan was stunned for a moment, a trace of unnaturalness flashed on his face, and then he laughed again, "She is very obedient, as obedient as Xiao Yaoyao!" ”

"Well, when she is born later, I will go to see her!"

"Good!" Ning Yuanlan pursed his lips and nodded.

"It's not too early, let's go back first!" Seeing this, Ling Mo hugged Ning Yuanlan in his arms, "Goodbye!" ”

"Goodbye!" The three of them also said goodbye to them.

Ning Yuanlan's mood was a little depressed, and then he realized that Ling Mo must be very worried about himself, so he raised his head and smiled at her, "Ling Mo, it's okay, that old man has said it, the fate between the child and us has not yet arrived, I am not sad, I know that she will definitely come back!" ”

She could think like this, Ling Mo was very happy, and gently patted her on the shoulder, and he hugged her home.

When he got home, he didn't let go of his hand, but took her out of the way.

The steamed glutinous rice had already cooled, and Ling Mo found the koji and sprinkled it evenly on it.

"Is this going to be sake lees?" Ning Yuanlan looked at him, he didn't know what he was going to do before, but now he knew that he was going to make wine lees.

"Well, Aunt Wang is not from Jiangcheng, and the people over there like to call the lees sweet wine." Ling Mo nodded, explaining to her why he would make koji for her.

"Oh!" Ning Yuanlan nodded, remembering that Aunt Wang asked him to make sweet wine for her to eat today, and then laughed happily, "Hehehe......"

Ling Mo stirred the glutinous rice, then found the small jar he got when he went to Yiran Farm to buy the old woman's sake lees, washed it, wiped the water with a dishcloth, and then put the glutinous rice flour in it, sealed it, and then clapped his hands and said, "You can eat it in three days!" ”

Ning Yuanlan walked behind him with a smile, hugged his sturdy waist behind him, and pressed his face against his broad and sturdy back, "Ling Mo, thank you!" ”

He turned around and hugged her in his arms, "How do you write it?" ”

"Then ...... Let's have another baby for you! She looked up at him with a smile.

"It's a deal!" He lifted her chin and bowed her head......

It's just that they didn't expect that both of them had miscalculated, and the next morning, when Ning Yuanlan woke up, she only felt very uncomfortable, this feeling was too familiar, she sat up from the chuang suddenly, turned around and looked, sure enough, the chuang was red!

"We're fooling around!" Ling Mo also saw the blood stains on the chuang slip, and laughed helplessly.