An Yue saw that he ate so casually and smiled so sincerely, but the pain in his heart was lifted.

She lowered her eyes, trying to hide the thousands of feelings in her heart.

She suddenly stood up and went to the dresser to pick up an embroidery basket with needles and threads, embroidery handkerchiefs, scissors, etc.

An Yue picked up the things, sat on the other side of the table again, opposite Fan Gongzi, she put the embroidery basket on the table, picked up the embroidered handkerchief inside, picked up the needle and thread, and slowly embroidered.

Now I am afraid that only by quietly embroidering for silver can she calm down a little.

This time she wants to embroider a few green bamboos, if the embroidery is faster, today during the day for a day, and at night for a while will be almost the same.

Fan Gongzi finished eating the buns, his eyes stayed on An Yue, he took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped his hands, put down the handkerchief, took a closer look at the things she embroidered, and said with some doubts: "Why do you want to embroider a handkerchief again?" Didn't I see you embroidering two a few days ago?"

An Yue didn't answer him in time, but finished embroidering the two stitches in his hand before he spoke: "Take advantage of your free time, embroider two more." ”

Fan Gongzi nodded, stretched his neck and looked at An Yue's embroidered handkerchief again, and got up and sat down beside her. Then he looked at her embroidered handkerchief and said: "You have good craftsmanship, embroidery is good-looking, when will you have free time to help me make a purse? ”

As long as it's embroidered by you, I like what you do.

An Yue's hand paused, thought for a moment, glanced at him beside him again, and nodded.

Fan Gongzi saw her nodding, he was in a good mood, and then said: "Did you sleep well yesterday? I saw that you still have black green under your eyes, and I also pressed it for you~"

Pressed her?

An Yue ignored him, only moved his body, wanting to stay away from him.

Fan Gongzi saw her deliberately staying away from her small movements, and approached her closer, looked at her and said, "I have seen that you have lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and you don't smile often, is there something wrong?"

An Yue glanced at him, and saw that he was always next to herself, and she also knew his temperament a little, so she had to put down the needle and thread, push his head farther away, and pretended to be coquettish, "I'm embroidering things~"

Fan Gongzi looked at her coquettish appearance and smiled.

"Okay, then I won't bother you embroidery~" He lay back on the desk, no longer bothering her, but looked at her quietly with his head sideways.

An Yue glanced at him and lost to him.

She picked up her needle and thread again and embroidered.

"What kind of embroidery is your handkerchief?" he couldn't help but say again.

"Qingzhu~" She was not angry.

"Qingzhu~ I also want a green bamboo handkerchief, in this way, I will give you my handkerchief, and you will embroider this handkerchief and send it to me?"

An Yue paused, shook his head and said, "This one won't work, let's go next time~"

Fan Gongzi was a little disappointed, but he couldn't help it, so he had to nod and say, "Okay, next time." ”

Then he looked through the basic books on the desk in every bored way, guarded An Yue's embroidered handkerchief, and asked her from time to time what had happened to her these days?

provoked An Yue to say that he was okay over and over again, which avoided his problem.

It was almost noon, and he was so sleepy that he was lying on the desk.

An Yue saw that he had already lay down, put down the embroidered handkerchief in his hand, patted his body, and said, "Go to the bed and rest for a while, you shouldn't have slept here last night, it's easy to catch a cold." ”

Fan Gongzi was sleepy, he raised his head and glanced at An Yue, and said with sleepiness: "I don't worry about you~"

"Let's go to sleep~" An Yue pushed him, he nodded sleepily, stood up and walked behind the screen, and fell on An Yue's bed.

An Yue looked at him with a surprised expression, "I asked you to go to your own bed to sleep, didn't you ask you to sleep on my bed?"

"The same~"

The man had already fallen a little recklessly, kicked his shoes off, and pulled An Yue's thin quilt for himself.

Thinking that An Yue, the owner of this bed, had slept on this bed countless times, he closed his eyes in a good mood.

An Yue heard the sound, didn't pay attention to him anymore, shook his head helplessly, and then embroidered the things in his hand.

In the afternoon of the next day, An Yue sat in her room, to improve the homework of the middle school students in the academy one by one, she taught the morning class in this college, and Mr. Zhou, the dean of the college, taught the afternoon class.

He would ask An Yue to come to the academy to be his helper, it was a pure coincidence, An Yue followed his father An Lao Xiucai to read and write when he was young, and what he learned was not bad.

Mr. Zhou and An Yue's father have known each other for many years, but at first he would not have thought of inviting the eldest daughter of an acquaintance's family to teach in his academy.

Even if the New Tang Dynasty is open, the more prosperous state cities have already opened women's schools, and there are many famous female gentlemen.

Mr. Zhou still has a trace of pedantic in his heart, but after thinking about it later, he can't do it anymore.

In this town, all the young students who have won the show are preparing to take the exam, and there are also some old show talents, such as An Yue's father~

But most people of her father's age have opened private schools in their own villages, and Mr. Zhou himself is not young, and he doesn't want to hire an old one.

In the end, I dragged it around, so I had to ask An Yue to come over.

An Yue was in the room, corrected the last volume, put down the brush in his hand, and stood up to stretch. She took two steps, thought of the embroidered handkerchief she had embroidered yesterday, looked at the sky outside, counted the hour, moved her body, took out the embroidered handkerchief from the embroidery basket, pushed open the door of her room, and walked out.

After a while, An Yue rushed back from the outside.

She had just entered her room, rested for a while, and sighed, she picked up the embroidered basket on the side, and found a white embroidered handkerchief to embroider again.

In the room next to her, the man who had woken up from a nap was sitting on the edge of the desk in front of the windowsill in the room, holding a book, he read the page in his hand, put the book down, stood up, pushed open the door, and knocked on the door next door.

"It's me~"

"Come in~"

Fan Gongzi pushed the door open, and saw that An Yue was still embroidering, he was a little puzzled: "Why are you embroidering again?"

"Nothing~"

He drew closer to her, and when he saw that it was different from yesterday's, he said, "Is yesterday's one already embroidered?

An Yue ignored him.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Fan Gongzi frowned, sat down again, sat beside her, and then said, "Did you go out again this afternoon?" I woke up from a nap to look for you, but I didn't see you in the room~"

"It's a trip~"

Went out on your own again?

Fan Gongzi looked at her, looked back at the weather outside the door, thought for a while, and said, "I see that the weather is much better today, you can go to the river for a walk~"

"Why didn't you call me when you went out, I still want to go for a walk by the river with you~"

An Yue glanced at him, "Next time~"

When Fan Gongzi heard her say this, a light smile immediately appeared on his face, and he responded: "Then let's say okay, let's go together next time~"

An Yue nodded and didn't reply to him.

Fan Gongzi didn't care, he sat beside her and watched her embroider the handkerchief.

An Yue green silk is very supple, half of her green silk is coiled behind her head with a carved wooden hairpin, and half is scattered around her waist, wearing a plain dress, very plain dress, but the face of the serious embroidered handkerchief is bright and moving.

He looked at her from time to time for a while, then looked at her embroidery, and after waiting for a while, he went back to his room and got a book, sat down next to An Yue again, looked at the book, and glanced at An Yue from time to time.

In March, it is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, but occasionally there are sunny days, such as these two days, the sky is clear. After the light rain, the weather was fine, the sunlight broke into the wing, the obscurity in the wingroom was swept away, and the mood of the people was much better.

In the evening, I had dinner.

Under the moonlight, there was a plain woman in the backyard, she was delicate, she walked to hire Tingting, and she entered the stove room.

After Fan Gongzi saw her enter the stove room, he put down the things in his hand and followed her in.

There was a light of oil in the stove, and the delicate figure was already sitting on a low bench, ready to wash.

Fan Gongzi picked up the pace and walked a few steps to An Yue's side, picked up the long shirt and squatted down, snatched the dishes and chopsticks that An Yue was preparing to wash in his hand, washed them himself, and said while washing: "Granny Niu went back first today?"

An Yue looked at the emptiness in his hands, and saw Fan Gongzi squatting on the side washing dishes, and said: "Granny Niu has something at home, so I went back first~"

Fan Gongzi nodded, "But I can't always let you help wash it, the academy paid her two taels of silver, and this is also her business~" Fan Gongzi washed quickly and asked quickly.

"Granny Niu has something to do in the past two days, so she has to go home early~"

"Got it~" Fan Gongzi glanced at her angrily, and washed the dishes and chopsticks again~

An Yue sat beside him, looking at him with a sideways face, thinking of his life experience, thinking of how naturally he snatched the dishes and chopsticks from his hands and washed them, his heart warmed.

It is estimated that no one would have imagined that the pampered governor of Dengzhou, Shi Jiachang, would one day wash the dishes and chopsticks by himself in a stove room in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River?

She also knew that it was not easy for him, an eldest son, to do such a thing because he let go of his dignity~

Can~

A hint of bitterness came up.

She lowered her eyes, temporarily suppressed the bitterness in her heart, stared at the man's side face, and glanced at the man's hand again, she slowly moved her body, rubbed her head lightly against Fan Gongzi's shoulder, and leaned on coquettishly.

Fan Wenshu's hand paused, glanced sideways at An Yue, but the eyes in his eyes were very bright, he smiled and said: "Tired, wait until I finish washing immediately, boil some hot water for you, and then go to bed to rest~"

With a hint of pampering in his words, An Yue beside him showed a faint smile on his face, closed his eyes and rubbed against him again, and put his head on his shoulder.

Fan Wenshu looked at her like this, his smile deepened, his eyes flashed, he retracted his gaze, and quickly washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then said softly: "I'm going to get up and change the water to wash the dishes and chopsticks, and then fetch water to help you wash your hands~"

An Yue nodded, opened his eyes, stood up, and followed behind Fan Wenshu.

He first fetched water for her to wash his hands, then fetched water to wash the dishes and chopsticks, and then cleaned up, and then went to the stove to take a look, fetched water to wash the pot, re-fetched water to prepare for hot water, Fan Wenshu sat on the small stool in front of the stove, and also took a small stool and put it beside him, and sat on An Yue.

He is not skilled at making fires and burning fires.

An Yue sat on the small stool next to him and watched him burn the fire, and looked at his side face from time to time, and I don't know if it was because of the light of the flames, which made her feel that he was warm and soft~

She looked at him a few more times, as if to engrave this image of him in her mind.

After a while, she closed her eyes again and rubbed her head against Fan Gongzi, who looked at her coquettishly and was in a very happy mood.

She rubbed on herself, so casually and habitually.

He stretched out his hand, took her into his arms, and said softly: "If you're tired, go to sleep, I'll take you to the room in a while~"

An Yue in his arms didn't reply to him, but he didn't struggle, just quietly closed his eyes and leaned on his arms.

Her face was calm, but her heart wanted to cry.

When he is gentle, he is always so gentle~

But the person who said he didn't like her was also him~

Fan Gongzi looked at the beauty in his arms, felt the burning heat wave in the stove hole, he felt that his face and chest were about to be scorched by the heat wave of the fire, he hugged An Yue tighter, and stretched out his other hand to touch An Yue's green silk and cheek.

After a while, Fan Gongzi saw that the water in the pot was already boiling, he glanced at An Yue in his arms, and cautiously called her, but did not move.

He smiled, touched her green silk again, and thought that she should be asleep, so he carefully picked her up and walked to the room.

In the moonlight, a white figure walked by with a woman in his arms, and an old man in the main room in the backyard saw this scene through the open window, he touched his beard, which was already white, thinking about the two figures he had just seen, and thinking carefully about their various relationships this year, and began to ponder.

Carrying the person into the room, Fan Gongzi lightly put An Yue on the bed in the room.

An Yue had already lit the oil lamp in the room before going out, and the room was illuminated by the faint light of the oil lamp.

Fan Gongzi looked for things by the light of the oil lamp, he had long been very familiar with the furnishings in her room, he found a clean small wooden basin in the Anyue room, and found a larger wooden basin, and then lightly went out of the room, returned to the stove room, put the wooden basins on the ground of the stove room, and then set off to pull out the unburned dry firewood in the stove hole and put it aside, this method was still taught by An Yue to himself, saying that it could save dry firewood.

Fan Gongzi thought of An Yue, thinking of the appearance of her just leaning on his arms, and a smile appeared on his face again.

He found the melon scoop, poured some hot water into the smaller basin, and then added some cold water from the wooden bucket with cold water in the stove room, tested the water temperature, and then picked it up and went to An Yue's room, picked up a clean cloth hanging in front of the screen, soaked the clean cloth and pinched it dry, and then gently wiped An Yue's cheeks and little hands~

In the end, he changed to a larger wooden basin and re-fetched water, found a clean handkerchief for An Yue to wipe his ankles, and waited until everything was done before fetching water to wash himself.

After washing himself, he went to An Yue's room to help her cover the quilt, he sat in front of the bed, stared at An Yue for a long time, looked at her small earlobes, looked at her black hair, looked at her bright little face, and looked at her small red lips~

He looked at it for a while, and was about to get up and leave, but unexpectedly, An Yue seemed to have been hit by a nightmare, and sobbed softly, he thought he had heard it wrong, and heard her call his name again~

Fan Gongzi sat down in front of the bed again with some concern, leaned down, and called An Yue softly, but An Yue's sobs became more and more, he was anxious, and shook An Yue gently, An Yue's body trembled more and more, suddenly, as if he woke up, opened his eyes, met his eyes, and tears fell in an instant, Fan Gongzi was stunned, and then his heart was entangled, and his big hand touched her cheek, and said worriedly: "Don't be afraid, what's wrong?"

An Yue's tears flowed more and more, but people seemed to be a little confused, only to see her choked up: "Tonight, don't go, stay with me, okay?"

With tears streaming down his bright and moving little face, he looked at him with a weak and boneless appearance, and opened his mouth to keep him, how could he refuse ruthlessly?

What's more, even if she didn't keep him, he wouldn't leave when he saw her like this, and somewhere in his heart he had long wanted to stay.

He nodded, wiped away her tears little by little with his big hand, and coaxed softly: "Don't cry, I'm here, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you~"

An Yue pursed his mouth, looking at his face, but the tears flowed more and more.

He was in a hurry, and he didn't take off his shirt, so he got on the bed with his boots, got into the quilt, hugged the person into his arms, and hurriedly coaxed, "Don't cry, I'm here~"

An Yue had more and more tears, she reached out and pulled his shirt, as if reminding him to take off his shirt, Fan Gongzi understood, reached out and wiped her tears again, and then got up again, took off the shirt, threw it, threw it on the screen, and lay down in the quilt again, hugged An Yue, coaxed and coaxed.

He looked at An Yue with a worried face, this tearful little face made him feel distressed, he soothed her back, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid of any nightmare~"

An Yue sniffed, stopped sobbing, nodded, stretched out a hand to hug his waist, rubbed his chest with his cheek, and said softly: "Promise me one thing?"

"What's the matter?" Fan Gongzi touched the green silk that she had spread out a little messy, the wooden hairpin on her head had already been removed when he washed her face.

"I~" An Yue opened her mouth, but the words came to her mouth but she couldn't make a sound, she wanted to say, no matter what happened, don't push her to others, okay?

Even if he doesn't have her in his heart at all, even if he hates her in his heart~

Don't be so good.

An Yue opened her mouth, tears flowed out again, she closed her eyes and rubbed his chest, exhaled deeply, thinking of those pasts, opened her mouth, like a fish in her throat.

He opened his mouth again, but finally didn't say those words.

She only spoke: "I haven't thought of it yet, when I think about it, then say, you have to promise me first." ”

Fan Gongzi touched her green silk, distressed and said softly: "Okay." ”

An Yue nodded at this time and snuggled quietly in his arms.

In fact, in the stove room, she was just tired, physically and mentally exhausted, and was held in his arms by him, not asleep.

She knew that he carried herself into the room, fetched water for her to wash, and covered her with a thin quilt~

He is so gentle, just like the first time I saw him~

No matter how bitter and sad she is, she just wants to indulge in his tenderness and care at this moment.

She suddenly didn't want him to go, she wanted him to hold herself, so she just hugged herself.

So as soon as she heard him move, she immediately pretended to have a nightmare, but the crying was real, she didn't want to cry, but the more he asked her, the more she cried~

She knew she shouldn't look like this.

But she didn't care.

She found a reason for herself, because it was night and night, and people's emotions were easy to collapse and release.