"Okay."
After a while, the food was served. Everyone was familiar with it and ate it heartily. Everyone was full of praise for the large plate of mushrooms and tofu, especially Ruda, who actually thought it tasted more delicious than dog meat and praised: " Ma Chao, you cook such a good meal!”
Ma Chao laughed quickly and said: "You don't dare to take credit, this is Mrs. Yue's doing."
"Haha, sister, it turns out you have such skills."
Hua Rong smiled sweetly. When she first went to Donglin Temple, she was in a gloomy mood and didn't even want to eat. How could she think about cooking? Now that the weather is going smoothly and I am in a happy mood, I naturally show off my special skills.
Yue Pengju was originally worried about his wife, but as soon as the food was served, she started eating and drinking like a normal person, and it was impossible to tell what "strange disease" she had contracted. Hua Rong himself was also very strange, and the couple thought it was just a little cold. It doesn't matter.
After they had had enough wine and food, everyone left and the room became completely quiet.
Hua Rong lit a lamp, and Yue Pengju sat on the big chair next to the desk as usual. There was a volume of scriptures on the desk. The difference from the past was that he looked around with a smile, and for the first time, he looked around carefully. Home - the windows are bright and clean, fresh and tidy, with a table, a chair, a cup and a cup, all of which are just right. There is also a clay pot on the table as a vase, with a large bunch of beautiful branches and leaves in it, with appropriate combinations, red, yellow, and yellow. It's really beautiful, more unique than flowers.
If you have a wife, your family will be happy.
How nice!
He watched his wife walking around the house happily and said, "Sister Seventeen, won't you read to me tonight?"
Hua Rong's voice came from inside, mysteriously: "I won't read it tonight."
"What do you want to do?"
"I want to charm you to death."
He laughed and quietly got up and walked to the door. He saw his wife taking out bags of things from the closet. These things were all brought by him from Dongting. The clothes she liked in the past. When the two of them were angry, he quietly The new clothes I bought for her were worth several packages...
Hua Rong noticed something, her cheeks were red, and she ran over and pushed him: "Go away..."
Yue Pengju saw a hairpin on the table with a smile. He picked it up and saw that it was the one he had given to her. Hua Rong's eyes also fell on it, biting her red lips, and said in a low voice: "Why is this hairpin still there? …”
"Li Qiaoniang gave it back to me on the eve of her wedding."
She couldn't help but curiously asked again and again: "I really don't understand why Li Qiaoniang married Gao Lin."
He answered a hundred times with a smile: "Because Gao Lin is more handsome than me."
Hua Rong rolled her eyes at him. She didn't know what tricks this guy had used, but he refused to say anything. She just didn't say anything. She pushed him hard: "Get out quickly, get out..."
Yue Pengju had no choice but to go out.
Hua Rong immediately closed the door to the inner room.
After a while, the door rustled open, and he saw his wife changing into a moon-white dress, lightly dressing up, and walking over with slender hands. He naturally knew what his wife was thinking, because he had recovered from his eye disease. I have no intention of dressing up, but now I am trying my best to make myself "stunning".
But seeing his wife acting like this, he naturally had to cooperate, and she was indeed a little "amazing" and her heartbeat was a little bit beating. He laughed and waved: "Sister Seventeen..."
But she did not approach him. She stopped halfway, picked up the scriptures, and said seriously: "Pengju, I am going to read to you..."
He took two steps over and gently hugged her into his arms. The two of them giggled. He hugged her and returned to the inner room. Under the orange light, he saw that her eyebrows were like smoke. He picked up the charcoal eyebrow pencil on the table for the first time. , and traced her eyebrows awkwardly. She looked in the mirror and saw that her eyebrows had turned into a thick line, like Zhang Fei's, and muttered: "Pengju, your drawing is so ugly..."
He took a closer look and said, "It's not ugly. My painting is really beautiful."
The couple laughed together, and then they realized that the joy of thrush was far better than the military.
After a while of commotion, Hua Rong frowned again and retched slightly. Yue Pengju quickly carried her to bed, and she closed her eyes tiredly: "Oh, I really don't know what's going on. I've been so sleepy these days..."
"If you feel sleepy, take a rest early."
"Well, I'll take a rest after I get up and take a shower."
"No, no, no, I'll do it..."
He knew his wife's habit. She had to wash and tidy up every night for many years before going to sleep. He went out, fetched water, and washed her. When his feet were put into the warm water, he felt a sense of warmth and was exhausted. disappear, as if returning to the days when I was seriously injured in Elong Town, this is how my husband served me.
Hua Rong Yanran held her husband's hand: "You are so pitiful. Once your eyes are healed, you have to serve me. Oh, I feel so sorry for you..."
Yue Peng glanced at his wife. Isn't it a blessing to be able to serve her
The couple went to bed. After Yue Pengju turned off the light, he heard his wife's even breathing beside him. However, he was not sleepy at all. He was just extremely worried. What kind of strange disease did his wife have? Is it possible that my eye disease is cured but my wife is sick again? The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and he just hugged his wife tightly. That night, he never closed his eyes at all.
Early the next morning, when Hua Rong opened her eyes, she saw that her husband was no longer by her side. She shouted, and Yue Pengju came in from the door. He was already fully dressed and had some face wash. He said softly: "Sister Seventeen, get up quickly." , Let’s go down the mountain to have a look today.”
Hua Rong was very happy. She had never gone down the mountain since she came to Donglin Temple. Ma Chao and others would go down the mountain to buy whatever she needed. Now that her husband's eye disease has recovered, he just went for a walk.
When Yue Pengju saw her joy, he said: "It's urgent, I have to go and check on your illness."
She was full of energy at this time. She got up and waved her arms, but she felt relaxed all over. How could she be sick
"You can't delay it for too long, but you can't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment."
Hua Rong saw that her husband's eyes were bloodshot, and she was obviously worried about herself. He couldn't sleep last night. She was also vaguely worried, so she went down the mountain with her husband immediately after breakfast.
The town at the foot of the mountain was extremely small, and it was not a market day. There were only a few small grocery stores open, and there were few people on the street. Yue Pengju took her to the only drug store. Both of the doctors here knew each other. , once went up the mountain to diagnose and treat Yue Pengju's eyes. The doctor met Yue Pengju, and now a high-ranking official came to his medicine shop to seek medical advice. He hurriedly saluted, ordered the medicine boy to prepare tea, and loudly congratulated Yue Pengju on his recovery from eye disease.
Yue Pengju helped him up and said, "Sir, there is no need to be polite."
At this time, Hua Rong handed over a package of gifts and 20 guan of money: "Thank you sir for curing Peng Ju's eye disease. It's just a small thing, but it's not respectful."
"Thank you Madam Yue, I don't dare to be a villain."
He couldn't refuse, so he had to accept.
Yue Pengju added: "I'm here today to ask you, sir, to diagnose and treat my wife's condition."
"Oh, Mrs. Yue is sick?" The doctor turned his eyes and saw that Hua Rong's face was rosy and she felt refreshed. How could she look like she was sick
Yue Pengju then explained in detail his wife's "symptoms" these days. The doctor listened carefully and felt a little better in his heart. Yue Pengju was worried about his wife's condition. It can be seen that the more the doctor listened, the more smile he had on his face. It was strange that the doctor said : "Mrs. Yue, reach out your hand..."
Hua Rong was also afraid that she was really sick, so she followed his instructions. After looking around and asking questions, the doctor stood up, bowed his hands and saluted Yue Peng, his face full of joy: "Congratulations to Mr. Yue, congratulations to Mr. Yue, Madam, you are very happy..."
"ah!"
"ah?!!"
The two of them were speechless and couldn't react to what they said.
"Mrs. Yue has a happy pulse, which has been present for more than two months. Although Mrs. Yue is healthy and in good condition, she still needs to be carefully maintained and properly nourished. I will prescribe some medicine now, and Xianggong Yue will take it back so that my wife can recover... "
Hua Rong asked subconsciously: "Sir, are you mistaken?"
"The villain has been practicing medicine for thirty years, and the happy pulse is very common. Anyone with a little knowledge of medicine can diagnose it. It's not a problem. How could the villain make a mistake?"
He didn't notice the expressions of the two of them, and went to write the prescription while talking.
Yue Pengju picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then looked at his wife; Hua Rong also looked at him, both of them were smiling, but they didn't know what they were laughing at, so they just looked at each other stupidly and silently.
It wasn't until the doctor prescribed the prescription, took the medicine, took some medicine and put it on the table, and then ordered the family to prepare a meal for them, that the two of them woke up from a dream and hurriedly said goodbye politely.
The two walked hand in hand through a street. At this time, Yue Pengju had already calmed down, but seeing that his wife was still dizzy, he couldn't help but hold her hand tightly and called her: "Sister Seventeen..."
Hua Rong agreed blankly.
In the past, the two of them had been together less and more apart, and for a long time, her body had not recovered, so the couple could not have enough fun. But these days in the mountains, where the sun and the moon are long, without any external interference, the couple Accompanying each other, apart from ordinary exercise, walking, reading and other trivial matters, there is no other entertainment. There is a lot of time, and the relationship between husband and wife is deep. These days, they are affectionate and affectionate without any scruples, and there is no need to worry about being pregnant. strangeness.
But Hua Rong found it strange.
Because neither of them had thought about having children at all, especially Hua Rong. The pain and worries from earlier were completely hidden by the sweet life of more than three months. They had never thought about it at all. If it were other women, they would have been She is so smart, but because of the deep-rooted "infertility" in her consciousness, she has never thought about it in the slightest.
"Sister Seventeen, Sister Seventeen..."
Her wandering thoughts were brought back by her husband's shout, but she saw bloodshot eyes in her husband's eyes, which was caused by worrying about her "strange disease" last night. She couldn't help but burst out laughing, and at the same time, tears fell down. .
"Sister Seventeen, what's wrong?"
She threw herself into his arms, her face full of tears, and kept rubbing her chest.
How could Yue Pengju not know his wife's mood? He did not comfort her, but hugged her gently for a while. Until she stopped crying, he gently raised her face, wiped the tears on her face with his sleeves, and teased her softly: "Sister Seventeen, yes Aren’t you tired from walking? Your feet hurt, so you are crying?”
Hua Rong couldn't help but laugh again, and gently punched his chest: "Huh, I'm just tired from walking."
Yue Pengju gently raised his hand and picked her up: "Then I will carry you away."
Hua Rong hugged his neck, raised her head, and saw the winter sky. Her heart was filled with great ecstasy. There had been countless times when she was alone, she had resented God, her family was ruined, she had fled endlessly, she had suffered so much, and she could not have children... From then on Nothing goes smoothly. Now, I have received compensation—a huge compensation! After a long time, she murmured: "God has been very kind to me."
"Ah? Sister Seventeen, what did you say?"
"Nothing said."
"Sister Seventeen, you have become heavier..."
"Bah, how could I have become heavier?" She hugged his neck suspiciously, "Did you frame me because you couldn't hold me anymore?"
"Haha, it's good to sink. If it sinks twice as much, I can still hold it. Hahaha..."
The two walked slowly on the mountain road in winter, watching the setting sun, and slowly, step by step, moved to the foot of the mountain.