After a long time, Luo Yuxuan asked again: "What about the arrow wound on my arm?" Xiumei said: "I see that you are unconscious, and there is a lot of blood on your arm, and you are frightened." Hurriedly went to the town and asked the doctor to take the arrow for you, and put the medicine on you, thank goodness, you were in a coma for two whole days, and finally woke up. ”

Luo Yuxuan asked again: "Which Tartars, they didn't go back to the village to trouble the villagers." Xiumei shook her head and said, "No, presumably the Tartars know that it is useless to force the villagers, so they didn't come to harass them again." Luo Yuxuan sighed and said, "Thank God, the Tartars didn't come to harm the villagers again, but those Tartars won't give up, so you still have to be careful." ”

Xiumei said: "You are injured, don't think too much, if the Tartar really comes back, think of another way to deal with it." Luo Yuxuan said: "There are only like this." ”

He saw that Xiumei's face was haggard, presumably she was scared and tired for the past two days, and she was frightened, so he said softly to her: "I made you suffer, thank you!" Xiumei gently withdrew her hand from his palm, stood up and said, "Don't say these kind words to me, isn't this how it should be." Oh, you must be very hungry, I'll make you porridge to drink, you're just a little better, you can only eat some porridge to replenish your vitality. After being reminded by her, Luo Yuxuan immediately felt his stomach growl, and said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't say it, I'm still really hungry when I say it." ”

Xiumei smiled at her, turned around and went out to make porridge.

Luo Yuxuan was lying on the bed, thinking about the whole process that Xiumei said, and only felt that it was not easy for her to rescue herself at a great risk as a weak woman, and she was only suspicious of what she said. Thinking about it, I felt tired again, closed my eyes and fell asleep again.

When she woke up, it was already dark, and under the faint candlelight, Xiumei was sitting on a stool in front of the bed staring at his delicate face, and saw Luo Yuxuan slowly open his eyes, and hurriedly looked away.

She got up and brought the porridge over, and said, "When I came in, you were asleep, and I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up." Eat it, the porridge is still warm!"

Luo Yuxuan sat up and leaned on the back of the bed, Xiumei scooped up the porridge with a spoon, fed it to his mouth, and said softly: "Open your mouth." Luo Yuxuan said: "How can this work, I'll do it myself!" Xiumei said angrily: "Your right hand is injured, how can you eat yourself, or I'll feed you!" Luo Yuxuan hesitated, so he had to open his mouth obediently and drink the porridge that Xiumei fed one bite at a time.

After he finished eating a bowl of porridge, Xiumei said: "You have a good rest, tonight I will go next door to sleep with my second sister, if you have anything, call me loudly, I can hear it." Also, I have asked someone to inform my aunt that she will come over tomorrow. Luo Yuxuan knew that the eldest mother in her mouth was her mother, and when she thought that she was almost killed under her anger this time, if this was the case, how could she live alone and alone, she couldn't help but feel a little sorry.

When Mrs. Luo learned that her son was seriously injured, she was so anxious that she was restless, so she got up and ran to Zhou's house before dawn, and when she saw that Luo Yuxuan was safe and sound, she recited Amitabha Buddha dozens of times. When he learned that it was his future daughter-in-law who saved his son, he was grateful to Xiumei and had more respect.

Luo Yuxuan lived in Zhou's house for more than two months, and the arrow wound on his arm was basically healed. Before, those villagers knew that it was Mr. Luo who sacrificed his life to save everyone, so they all came to inquire, the villagers did not have any good things, they were all chickens, ducks, eggs, ham, fruits, local products, etc., and received a lot of large and small gifts.

For more than two months, Luo's mother and son and Zhou's whole family got along harmoniously, Luo Yuxuan and Xiumei faced each other day and night, grinding their ears and temples, so that it was difficult to give up, in the process of getting along, Luo Yuxuan found that Xiumei's dignified personality contained a little heroic, quiet with a bit of heroism, secretly surprised in his heart, a few times Luo Yuxuan deliberately joked that she had the style of a woman in the mouth of Mr. Storyteller, Xiumei smiled slightly when she heard it, and laughed that he had read too many books and was whimsical.

During this time, the families of both parties were preparing for the marriage of the two, and only waited for the Mid-Autumn Festival to hold a wedding ceremony for the two. Zhang Ziyang never went home, and the Qing soldiers did not come to search and disturb him last time, so it can be regarded as peaceful.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Luo Yuxuan's injury has healed. He also returned to his home in Xianren Village, asked someone to whitewash the home, wrote the happy stickers by hand, posted them on the door of the house, and prepared all the things needed for the festivities.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather was clear and the golden wind was blowing, Luo Yuxuan rode a hired horse early in the morning, only to see him wearing a red groom's clothes, a big red flower on his chest, and a joyful smile on his face.

When Luo Yuxuan's welcoming team arrived, the Zhou family had already been waiting for a long time, and the Zhou couple and Xiuzhen, Xiufang and younger brother Qingyun were all wearing newly made clothes, leading the people in the village to stand at the door, waiting for the arrival of the new uncle. The word "Xi" is pasted on the door, and a couplet is pasted on both sides of the door frame: "The bright moon and breeze are always there, and the talented and beautiful people believe in it", which has a bit of ancient charm.

Luo Yuxuan got off the horse, Yili saw his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and the principal had already announced loudly that he was welcoming his family, and after a while, the bride was carried out. The golden girl who sent her relatives helped the bride wearing a big red wedding dress and a hijab on her head into the sedan chair, and sent a group of wedding gifts to her relatives, picking and carrying, and carrying, Luo Luo Yuxuan took the bride, got on the horse and walked in the front, and dozens of people followed behind him, and it was a firecracker and a lock that was not lively, which provoked the nearby villagers to come to watch. The Zhou family and their three sons and daughters, Xiuzhen, Xiufang and Qingyun, all came to Luo Yuxuan's house with the family send-off team.

A group of people walked on the road for more than an hour, to the future, then arrived at Luo's house, the bride and groom dismount out of the sedan chair, according to the rules and customs of marriage, the wedding ceremony should be held to worship heaven and earth, worship parents, relatives, husband and wife worship and so on, before they can be sent into the cave room.

After these complicated rituals were done, it was almost dusk, and the Luo family prepared dozens of tables of banquets in the courtyard to entertain the guests who came to congratulate. Jin Guzi and the second sister Xiuzhen sent Luo Yuxuan and Xiumei into the room, then closed the door and withdrew.

Luo Yuxuan looked at Xiumei, who was dressed in red and covered with a hood, although they had already known each other, but after all, this was a wedding celebration, unusual, and he still couldn't hide the tension and excitement in his heart, and took out the mahogany stick that uncovered the hijab to pick up Xiumei's hijab, only to see that under the candlelight, a beautiful face full of red halo was revealed, and he lowered his head slightly shyly.