Another day passed, and Koharu rubbed his face clean with snow water, and he wanted Yinling'er to see the most handsome Koharu.

Back in the snow cave, Koharu gives the money she earned today to Silver Bell.

Watching her take the money is what Xiaochun looks forward to the most every day.

There are four dishes today, and each dish is Koharu's favorite.

My stomach is obviously very hungry, and my appetite just can't fit in a few bites.

Yinling'er looked at Xiaochun and said distressedly, "You have lost weight." ”

"It's good to lose weight, the body is light, and you work fast. Xiao Chun didn't care and made Yinling laugh.

After seeing how he burned charcoal many times, and after transporting enough pieces of wood to the kiln, he was often so tired that he knelt on the ground and gasped, but he said it so easily.

With tears in her eyes, Yinling'er forced a smile: "Xiaochun, we have saved a lot of money, don't do this job." ”

A lot of money?

Xiaochun knew in his heart that it might be less than ten taels of silver when they got together.

"Charcoal burning in winter is the most profitable job, and it's not tiring, so why don't you do it?"

Xiaochun kept picking vegetables for Yinling'er, Yinling'er pretended to be angry, put down her chopsticks, and pouted: "What do you say that you love me and love me, but you haven't married yet, so you won't listen to me." ”

Knowing that she was reluctant to get angry, she was just coquettish, Xiaochun smiled slightly: "Kaichun, I want to propose to my uncle, and I want you to marry me in style." ”

After saying the love words, Xiaochun held Yinling's chin, and his eyes were full of love: "In the summer, I want to go to the capital to take the autumn exam, I don't want you to wait for me at home, let's go together, go all the way and play all the way." ”

He said it so sweetly that Yin Ling'er looked forward to it, and couldn't help but blush and smile.

"So, I'm going to make a little bit more. Xiaochun pinched Yinling'er's nose and made her laugh: "When you become an official wife in the future, we don't have to worry about five buckets of rice." ”

In other words, he still has to continue to do this job.

The little hand held his fingers, and the silver bell's eyelashes fluttered: "Xiaochun, I want all of what you said, but you don't have to continue to work, because I have a lot of savings, which is enough." ”

These are Ling'er's words to comfort me, when she met me, she was just a maid in the house, and she didn't have much money at all.

"I don't want to marry in the limelight, let's find a wild mountain, build a wooden house, I hunt, you plough the field. The more Yin Ling'er talked, the more her heart moved, and she couldn't wait to leave this ghost place now, so she held Xiaochun's hand tightly: "You are a gardener, I want you to plant flowers all over the garden for me, okay?"

"Good. ”

What else can Koharu say besides being good?

The days she said were the lives of the gods.

"Koharu, take me away, go now, find our home. ”

Yin Ling'er couldn't help it for a moment, she wanted to find a clear place where the mountain was high, concentrate on enlightenment, and find a way to break the demon poison.

Looking at her tearful eyes, how could Koharu bear to refuse her again?

For her sake, it is possible to do whatever it takes.

The boy and girl held hands, and when they walked out of the snow cave, they pecked their lips lightly, looked at each other and smiled, and ran to the foot of the snowy mountain.

They ran, they laughed, and even the snow and mist raised behind them were happy.

The winter snow melts, and the buds sprout.

The green mountains are faint and green, and they are spring.

In the depths of spring, surrounded by flowers and vines, it is a garden full of flowers planted by Koharu himself for the silver bells.

Two years have passed.

Yinling's face is as delicate as ever, but Xiaochun is getting old.

Of course, he still looked like a young man, but his gait was already staggering, and his hands were already trembling slightly.

Koharu opened a small field in front of the house, and he had a cloth bag tied to his waist, and the cloth bag contained seeds.

The mountain fields are steep, and Koharu takes every step of the way, dotting the seeds into the furrows.

The winter snow is beginning to melt, there is still ice left, and the feet slip and fall obliquely.

His body fell down the mountain, his hands tightly in the dirt, trying to pull himself up.

Young arms, but no young strength, Koharu insists with faith, he can't fall to the bottom of the mountain, he is the silver bell's reliance.

"Koharu!"

With an exclamation, Silver Ling'er threw down the firewood frame, untied his belt, and threw it at Xiaochun: "Catch it!"

There is also the body fragrance of silver bells on the belt, which gives Koharu strength.

Taking another breath, I don't know if my strength has increased suddenly, or if Yinling'er has saved people's hearts and cut off, with the blessing of the gods, just a light mention of it, and Xiaochun will be rescued from danger.

Xiaochun sat on the ground, looked at the full frame of firewood that Yinling'er carried back, and smiled dotingly: "How many times have I told you, I will do this kind of thing like collecting firewood." ”

"You scared the hell out of me. Yinling'er threw herself into Xiaochun's arms, beat him, scolded him, and cried: "If you have an accident, how should I live?"

hugged the crying person and put his chin on the top of her head, Xiaochun's nose was sour: "Don't worry, I won't have an accident, I haven't let you be an official's wife yet." ”

Xiaochun knew very well in his heart that in the past two years, he had a strange disease, and his health was getting worse, if it wasn't for Yinling'er to do everything, he would have died in the mountains a long time ago.

He is now weak and only a shell, and every night when he embraces each other, he can't even give silver bells joy.

He was sorry for Yinling'er, Yinling'er couldn't get the phoenix crown, and he got married in a sedan chair, and he was only committed to living with him.

Yinling'er did 10,000 things for him, but he didn't do any for Yinling'er.

In the past two years, Yinling'er hasn't bought a new dress, and every winter, Yinling'er puts on the flower cotton clothes that Xiaochun once bought for her, turns around in front of Xiaochun, pestering him and asking, is it good-looking?

As long as Xiaochun says that it is good-looking, Yinling'er cheers, so easy to satisfy.

What a beautiful person, but guarding a sick seedling, Xiaochun hated himself, and wanted to leave quietly at night several times, so that Yinling'er would treat him as if he was dead, and Yinling'er would be free.

But he was reluctant, reluctant to see Yinling'er's smile every day, and Yinling's breath in his ears every night.

After sitting in each other's arms for a long time, Yin Ling'er wiped away her tears and smiled: "Master Guan, get up, Mrs. Guan wants to eat vegetarian noodle soup today." ”

No matter what time it is, Yinling'er can always make Xiaochun happy.

Koharu got up and picked up the wood frame: "I'll go make a fire." ”

After a busy hour, I cooked a steaming vegetarian noodle soup.

The two sat side by side, smiling sweetly at each other, and when they just picked up the chopsticks, they suddenly heard someone calling the door.

"Is the master at home?"

The voice was immature, like a child, Koharu got up to answer the door, and saw two people standing outside the door.

There was a middle-aged man with a scroll on his back, and perhaps next to him was his scholar.

The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "Passing by Baoshan, I saw the smoke of the cooking, and my stomach was full of rumblings, so I took the liberty to come uninvited and ask for some tea and rice." ”

"There was no good treat, only vegetarian noodle soup. ”

Xiaochun welcomed the two into the door and whispered softly to Yinling'er: "Let's cook some more noodles, I'm afraid there won't be enough to eat." ”

The boy raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said childishly to Yinling'er: "Cook more, I can eat two large bowls myself." ”

"Don't be rude. The middle-aged man said that the scholar gave up his hand to Yinling'er and smiled meaningfully: "I'm tired of the hostess." ”