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The two returned home together. At Lin Siyao's insistent request, Su Shuilin entered the bedroom for a lunch break. She thought she would never fall asleep, but when she woke up, the sun was already slanting towards the west.
Leaning on the head of the bed, he patted his forehead, and couldn't help muttering, "I'm getting more and more sleepy."
"Awake?" Lin Siyao, who had just sat down and had a cup of tea in the main room, asked with a smile when he heard the movement in the room.
"Well. A Yao, are you busy?" Su Shuilu saw that he had taken off his robe and rolled his sleeves, neatly as if he was doing some work.
"Yeah." Lin Siyao nodded, while the corners of his lips were lightly raised, but he refused to tell her what he was working on.
Seeing this, Su Shuilin was not in a hurry to ask questions. After spending a few months with him and getting married for a few days, I have gradually gotten to know his temperament. No matter what the reason, as long as he doesn't want to say more, he will always answer with "um".
He got up and put on his coat, suddenly thought of the winter coat he was about to embroider, and asked him by the way, "Ayao, do you like the embroidery on the clothes?"
She didn't know what pattern he liked. The previous new clothes were all sewn according to the embroidery pattern that the eldest brother liked. Now, since the two are husband and wife, they should gradually understand each other's preferences.
"It's all good." Lin Siyao pulled her to sit in front of the dressing table and straightened her messy bun.
"It's all right? Don't you particularly like it?" Su Shuilin looked at him intently through the blurred bronze mirror.
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"No." It should be said that he never cared about the patterns on his clothes. The most suitable attire for a killer is an all-black outfit. Even if it is the special costume of Fengyao Pavilion, it is just a badge exclusive to Fengyao Pavilion on the right arm - a condor made of gold silk embroidery.
"Ayao..." Su Shuilu hurriedly turned around, pulling down Lin Siyao's hand and holding it tightly. Just now, the coldness that he exuded from his whole body made her panic.
"I'm fine." Lin Siyao hugged her and let her lean on him. Gently caressing her slender back, soothing her sudden panic because of her memories.
Those are all in the past. Today, he is Lin Siyao, the Ah Yao in her mouth, not the terrifying killer Si Ling in the world.
Of course, he will not forget Fengyao Pavilion.
After all, it had been the only place he'd called home for the past few decades. The old pavilion master's life-saving and encounter grace, he will remember in his heart. He will also keep in mind the revenge of the new pavilion owner's pursuit and destruction.
Today's Fengyao Pavilion and myself are regarded as clear of grievances and grievances. He will not go back, of course, if that Feng Qingya can't understand the reality and refuses to let him go, he will never tolerate it again.
Life, one more time is enough. Besides, his life now belongs to her.
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"Ayao, this is..." Su Shuilin looked at the newly added round stone table under the cherry tree in the north courtyard. Vice chess map. Around the stone table, there are four round stone benches of the same material.
"That's why you've been busy all afternoon, right?" She sneered at him and curled her lips secretly. I still won't tell myself
"I just want to give you a surprise." Lin Siyao raised an eyebrow, why not only did she not have many surprises, but was actually very angry with herself
"Yes, look at yourself, there are so many blisters on your hands." She found out when she held his big hand indoors just now. He was just panicked by his sudden coldness and forgot what had happened. Now that I saw the set of stone table and stool in front of me, I just remembered it.
"It's okay." Lin Siyao withdrew his hand, took her by the shoulders, and let her sit on the stone bench already covered with straw cushions, "Here, we can enjoy the moon and drink together at night."
"Is it because of this that you rushed to build it today?" Su Shuilu took his hand in distress.
"Of course not. I figured it out the day I first moved in. It's just that I haven't found a suitable slate." Lin Siyao looked at her with a smile, feeling the pity she inadvertently showed.
"Is it just here?" She sighed with chagrin. Did you fall asleep? He was making a stone table and stone bench in the yard, but he didn't hear a sound at all.
"No." Lin Siyao shook his head. He knew what she was thinking by looking at her expression, and explained, "I found it at the Xiufeng Mountain Col in yesterday morning. Naturally, it was called there. I just moved back and installed it." Two mornings of morning exercises, and one ample afternoon, was enough for him to complete this set of solid bluestone tables and benches.
"Don't do this next time. It doesn't matter if there are any of these, but you... In short, don't allow this... " She choked up and stroked the pus-filled blisters in his hand, almost weeping in distress.
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Lin Siyao sighed and took her into his arms. This stupid woman actually shed tears for a few blisters on her hands. It seemed that in the future, when she finished her work, she had to check her whole body carefully, lest she would drop the beans if she caught it.
He couldn't help leaning over, kissing the crystals from the corners of her eyes one by one, comforting in a low voice: "It's really okay, Shui Lian. These are nothing to me at all." , these are really nothing.
"That's not going to work either." She was a little annoyed that he didn't pay attention: "It used to be before, but now it's different." Now, he is her husband, the god she has to rely on for a lifetime. She wouldn't let him be so indifferent to his own body.
"What's the difference?" He smiled lowly, wanting to hear her say it himself.
"Of course it's different..." She just wanted to summon the courage to say the words she thought to him before, but she glanced at his smiling eyebrows, and the unspoken words suddenly turned into fisted hands, beating him hard. Thick chest.
"Shui Lan..." Lin Siyao took her hand with a laugh, stole a fragrance from the corner of her lips, and suggested softly, "Honey, what should we prepare for the evening."
After he said this, Su Shuilin was shocked to realize that the sun had long since disappeared into Xishan, and it was already dusk. In the eastern sky, a faint full moon can be seen faintly, flickering and disappearing under the interweaving of the white clouds and the scarlet slanting light.
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On the newly set stone table, place candles, incense tripods, moon cakes, and fruits ready for offering.
Lighting incense and candles, in the quiet night, seems more and more quiet.
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Lin Siyao brought a pair of bamboo woven candle hoods that Su Shuilin had placed in the study for spare, covered with rice paper, and lightly covered the pair of candlesticks that were shedding tears by the sudden wind. It felt a lot warmer.
"Ayao, the dumpling is ready, where can I eat it?" Su Shuilan, dressed in a purple corset, stood at the door of the kitchen with his hands down, calling him crisply.
The reunion of the delegation's jujube soup dumplings was something Su Shuilin had planned to make for him when he came back from the city a few days ago.
I wanted to make hemp heart stuffing, but unfortunately I couldn't buy sesame temporarily. I could only mash the ripe jujubes in the back of the house and grind it into mud, mix it with the red bean paste sent by Aunt Lao, sprinkle with yellow frosting sugar, and it's fragrant and sweet. The jujube paste filling is ready. As for diluting the glutinous rice with cold boiled water, and then kneading it into a large glutinous dough, and then picking it into small dumplings to wrap the dumplings, she can't, but she has seen maids wrap it.
Lin Siyao quickly grasped the key points under the guidance of her words and the practical guidance of wrapping a few dumplings. In less than half an hour, he wrapped a large lump of glutinous rice noodles into a large plate with a total of fifty-eight pieces without revealing the filling. , A perfect dumpling with the same shape and size without being twisted.
What does this mean? Talent? Su Shuilin put away his surprise and a little embarrassment, and calmly distributed half of it to Aunt Lao, in order to thank her for the red bean paste for her friendly sponsorship. Then, in a corner that Lin Siyao couldn't see, he grinned silently: It seems that the killer's life as a cook is not inferior at all.
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"If you're not good at drinking, drink less." Lin Siyao helplessly supported Su Shuilin, who was a little drunk, and motioned her to sit on the wooden bench.
After the two finished eating the dumplings, they sat at the stone table and toasted to the bright moon. Sure enough, after three cups of sweet-scented osmanthus brewed in her stomach, she looked charming and intoxicated.
"Ayao, do you believe that there is a soul in this world?" Su Shuilin raised his head and looked at the round moon hanging in the sky, and whispered.
"Soul? Maybe." Lin Siyao also stretched out and leaned back on the back of the chair, and stretched out his arms to put her on his shoulders.
"Hehe... So you believe it... It's so good..." Su Shuilu snorted, smelling the wine escaping from his mouth, and couldn't help muttering: "The sweet-scented osmanthus brewed here is so unpalatable..."
"Drink before?" Lin Siyao looked down at her in surprise. She doesn't look like someone who can drink at all.
"Well... Big brother likes wine tasting... Big brother, he... Every time I go to a place, I will bring back local special wine... When there is a good atmosphere... I will invite us to have a few drinks... " Su Shui squinted his eyes and couldn't help but think. Thinking of the time when she and her eldest brother tasted wine and judged wine in the past, she was drunk, but not completely drunk. However, through drunkenness, he involuntarily spit out the words buried deep in his heart.
"Shui Lan... Your former family..." Lin Siyao put his chin on her head and asked lightly with his eyes closed. He didn't want to inquire about her family background, he was just afraid, afraid that one day she would suddenly return to her noble family, a place he once dismissed but could not afford to climb.
"Before? It was just a caged bird and a frog at the bottom of a well... If it wasn't for my mother and eldest brother... I think... I'm afraid I wouldn't even have any memories..." Su Shuili swallowed the bitterness in his throat.
She never knew she existed, and she actually caused such deep hatred for Erniang and Shui Yan, to the point of taking her embroidery, even her life.
"Shui Yan... I have a younger sister named Shui Yan... Half-brother... I always thought she was just playing a little temper and losing her temper... But I didn't expect..." She choked and couldn't speak.
Thinking of the panic and helplessness after waking up in Oshi Mountain, thinking that if the big wolf and the white tiger did not die, thinking that if there was no Xiaochun Xiaoxue, and thinking of not saving Lin Siyao... Then, does it mean that I am very Maybe die a hundred times? .
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