The old stronghold leader's attitude is very strong and there is no room for turning around.

Li Qingyan knew that this was not the time to be brave, so he took the initiative to make concessions.

"Getting married is no small matter. I need two days to think about it."

Seeing that he seemed to be loose, the old stronghold leader's face relaxed a little.

"OK, you go back and think about it. I'm really optimistic about you. I hope you won't let me down."

Li Qingyan turned and walked out.

Then a middle-aged man came in and asked puzzled.

"Dad, how can you give him time to think about it? He obviously wants to delay time."

The old stronghold leader said slowly, "if it were someone else, I would not give him the chance to delay time, but he is different. He is a scholar and a smart man with brains. Our village needs such a man."

When there was no scholar in the stockade, he didn't think there was anything bad until Yun Chang was born, which made him realize the benefits of having a scholar.

Now Yun Changsheng is gone, and there happened to be a harsh and gentle word in the stockade.

The old stronghold leader thinks this is the will of heaven.

So he doesn't mind giving Li Qingyan more time.

The old stronghold leader then asked, "what's the matter with Kexin?"

Middle aged man: "my daughter-in-law just talked to her for a while. She seems to have stopped."

The old stronghold leader nodded with satisfaction: "I knew Kexin was a sensible and good child."

……

When the old stronghold leader was talking to Li Qingyan, Yun Kexin was pulled by Aunt Honghua to another room to speak.

Aunt Honghua is the daughter-in-law of the old stronghold leader. She is not only capable, but also eloquent.

Aunt safflower said a lot and summed it up with one meaning——

I hope Yun Kexin can marry Li as soon as possible.

Yun Kexin was red in the face and embarrassed.

Seeing that she was too ashamed to stay, aunt safflower let her go.

After Yun Kexin went out, he saw Li Qingyan at a glance.

Their eyes meet.

Yunke's heart beat faster.

She immediately lowered her head and shyly walked up to him.

Li said softly, "go back."

Yun Kexin nodded and followed him back.

Usually when they get along, Li Qingyan will find some topics to prevent the atmosphere from becoming too cold, but he didn't say a word in the whole process today.

Yun Kexin was keenly aware that his mood was wrong.

She secretly looked at his side face and observed his expression. She saw that his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. It seemed that she was thinking about some difficult problem.

Yun Kexin's original mood like a deer bumping into each other gradually calmed down.

She could feel that Li Qingyan was not very happy.

She wanted to ask him why he was unhappy?

But she didn't dare to ask, for fear that he might think she took too much care of her.

The two returned home in this dull atmosphere.

Just after entering the house, Yun Kexin immediately ran to help Zhou cook.

At dinner, Yun Kexin continued to secretly observe Li Qingyan.

She found that Li Qingyan's eyebrows had stretched out and occasionally talked to Zhou. It seemed that she was in a better mood.

Yun Kexin let go.

She is afraid that the people around her are unhappy, because she can't speak and can't coax others to be happy like normal people. Every time she sees others unhappy, she will be helpless and can only look at them dryly.

Then she will feel very useless.

After dinner, Yun Kexin carried hot water into the house where Li Qingyan lived.

Li Qingyan walked over and wanted to borrow the wooden basin, but Yun Kexin dodged.

She put the wooden basin with hot water on the table, then took down the small blackboard hanging on her waist and wrote on it:

Your injury is not good. You can't exert yourself.

Li said softly, "I think I'm almost better."

Yun Kexin waved his hand and continued to write: the doctor said that your wound is only healed on the surface, but it hasn't completely grown inside. You have to keep it for another period of time.

She put down the small blackboard, soaked the veil, wrung it dry gently, and then handed it over with both hands.

Li took over the warm wet veil and dried his face and neck.

Yun Kexin immediately took the handkerchief and dipped it into water to scrub.

She poured the washing water into the bucket, added some hot water, and brought it to Li Qingyan to soak her feet.

She squatted down and wanted to take off her shoes and socks for Li Qingyan, but he dodged.

Li said softly, "I can do it myself without your service."

Yun Kexin thought he hated himself, silently retracted his hand, stood up and stepped aside.

"I appreciate your kindness, but you really don't have to do this kind of service," Li said

Yun Kexin picked up the small blackboard and wrote on it: I am willing to serve you.

After writing, she felt too shy and quickly lowered her head. She didn't dare to see the reaction of Li Qingyan.

Li whispered and sighed: "Miss Yun."

Yun Kexin quickly wrote a line: just call me Kexin.

Her face reddened after writing.

Li said softly but didn't change his words. He still said, "Miss Yun, I understand your mind."

Yun Kexin's heart jumped when he heard this.

She seemed to understand each other's meaning, and the heat on her face quickly faded.

An uneasy premonition welled up.

She wanted to interrupt each other.

But she is a mute and can't make a sound. She doesn't even have the ability to interrupt each other.

She could only listen to him silently.

"But I can't stay," said Li lightly

Even though she was prepared, when she really heard this sentence, Yun Kexin couldn't help but red her eyes.

Great disappointment surged into her heart and made her nose sour.

Li said lightly, "I really have something important to do. If you like, you can wait for me for half a year. When I finish my work, I will come back and marry you."

Hearing this, Yun Kexin couldn't help raising his head and looked at him foolishly.

She thought she had heard wrong.

After a while, she recovered and wrote on the small blackboard: will you marry me?

Li Qingyan nodded without hesitation: "of course."

Yunkexin's heart missed a beat.

The disappointment and bitterness in my heart quickly faded away, replaced by strong joy.

She pursed her lower lip, smiled quietly, and then continued to write: don't you dislike me?

Li lightly asked, "what do you dislike?"

Without much pause, Yun Kexin quickly wrote down a line of words: I'm a mute, have no knowledge and don't understand anything.

In the face of this problem, Li Qingyan can say many kinds of sweet words without thinking, so as to make her happy.

But he didn't do it in the end.

After careful consideration, he said solemnly.

"I don't know why you can't speak, but I'll ask a famous doctor to treat you.

It's best to cure nature. It doesn't matter if it can't be cured.

You can write anyway. We can communicate by writing.

I think it's beautiful.

As for those who haven't seen anything, it's because you've never left Dafu stronghold.

This is forced by the environment and has nothing to do with you.

When you leave here and see the wider world in the future, you will naturally understand everything. "