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Ning Yunyin slightly lowered her head, her voice somewhat light. "I thought you would be happy."

Ye Jinxiu stood on the spot and sighed heavily as she watched Ning Yunyin's back disappear into the door.

Xiao Rong'er stuck her head out of the room and looked at Ye Jinsu with a mischievous gaze. "What happened to you two?"

"What do you mean happy or not? Did Big Brother Ning make you unhappy?" Xiao Rong'er ran out of the house and approached Ye Jinsu.

Ye Jinsu retracted her thoughts, "No, we're fine. Let's sleep."

Xiao Rong'er pouted, as if she didn't believe him.

"You obviously have something on your mind, but you're still unwilling to tell me."

The small village in the dark night was very quiet. Other than the faint sounds of birds chirping outside, there was actually no other sound.

The next day there was a heavy snowfall.

Father Rong could no longer go out hunting. Fortunately, he lit a charcoal fire at home to keep warm and stayed home.

Ning Yunyin brought out the quill and ink she had kept the day before and spread them out on a piece of paper on a table. The weather had turned cold, and Ye Jinsu's hands had become extremely cold. She was originally planning to write something, but now she was forced to grind the ink.

That was because it was close to the stove and could be roasted.

Ye Jinsu rubbed his hands helplessly and began to grind the ink. Ning Yunyin's knuckles were thin, and the hand holding the brush looked even paler. Only then did Ye Jinsu realize that Ning Yunyin had lost a lot of weight.

It was most likely from his previous illness.

Now that she had recovered a lot, she did not recover from her illness. On her face, there was a bit of worry.

As he was lost in thought, Ye Jinsu's hand stopped grinding the ink.

A brush tapped Ye Jinsu's head in a manner that was neither light nor heavy. Ning Yunyin looked at her with a smile, "What are you thinking about?" There's no ink left. "

Ye Jinsu seemed to have awoken from a dream and hurriedly continued grinding.

To say that grinding ink was tiring was also a tiring task, and it was tiring to keep raising one's wrist. As he grinded his teeth, Ye Jinsu leaned her elbows on the table and began to take a weird stance.

Xiao Rong'er sat beside her father and they quietly asked each other, "Father, do the two of them look like they're already married?"

Uncle Rong had a smile on his face as he nodded and said, "Yes! "It's similar!"

Ye Jinsu couldn't hear what the two of them were saying, and could only hear some murmurs.

Xiao Rong'er continued, "I told Sister Ye to marry Brother Ning here, but Sister Ye wasn't willing. I think she's just embarrassed, she's already fallen in love with Brother Ning. "

Eight characters were just short of the last stop, the raw rice was only short of a handful of mature rice.

"What nonsense are you talking about? His home is in the capital, and if he wants to get married, he has to go back to the capital." Father Rong interrupted Little Rong'er's bold words.

It was fine if he just made a joke about it, but it would be tongue-tied if it got out.

"I don't think so." Xiao Rong'er pouted and said.

"I think Sister Ye really likes it here. If she stayed here, she would be able to run over and accompany you. How nice is that."

Father Rong glared at her, "What are you thinking? How can he stay here. It's a good day for us in the capital, but why are we here? "

Xiao Rong'er was not lightly nor heavily scolded, and her mouth pouted dejectedly.

"Don't you like Sister Ye? "You don't want her to stay so much?"

Father Rong had nothing to say.

He really liked Ye Jinsu. He thought that it would be troublesome if she was a young miss, but after spending so much time with her, this young miss really didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance towards a young lady.

He had even saved her life and was so generous to Xiao Rong'er.

He thought about how it would be great if Ye Jinsu could stay here. He could have someone to accompany Xiao Rong after she got married. He was left alone in this broken house, and no one knew about his illness that day.

But in the end, it was just a thought.

Father Rong took a drag from his cigarette and did not speak.

Ning Yunyin had only written half of her happiness before Ye Jinsu had completely given up on grinding the ink stone.

"I'm so tired. I'm not going to wear it anymore." Ye Jinsu shook her aching wrist. She wasn't tired when she saw the calligrapher, but she was tired as a medicine to grind ink.

Ning Yunyin put down the pen in her hand and reached out to grab Ye Jinsu's wrist. "Pain?"

Ye Jinxiu felt a little awkward. There was still someone present …

"Nor... "It's just a little sour. I'll rub it myself." Ye Jinsu embarrassedly withdrew her hand and silently pulled away from Ning Yun.

Ning Yun smiled. In the end, she didn't say anything more and just said, "Then let's rest a bit. You can write it."

Other than the large and small joyous words, there were also a bunch of joyous invitations that had yet to be written.

Xiao Rong'er, who was at the side, rolled her eyes, then suddenly ran over and said, "How can this be? Your handwriting is different, isn't it strange to have both of you write it?"

Ye Jinsu and Ning Yunyin's calligraphy style was completely different. If mixed together, it would seem weird.

Ye Jinxiu hesitated for a moment.

"How about I grind the ink? Sister Ye, you rest for a while." Xiao Rong'er said in a polite tone. She moved Ye Jinsu to the fire and began to grind the ink on her own.

Ye Jinsu was stunned for a moment as she stared blankly at Xiao Rong.

From her point of view, she suddenly discovered that Ning Yunyin was sitting and writing while little Rong'er stood beside her, grinding ink. The two of them actually had a strange feeling of harmony?

Ye Jinsu immediately stretched out her hand, "There's no need for that. You should go and roast the fire."

Xiao Rong'er rolled her eyes, "It's fine, as long as you take a rest."

As he spoke, he got even more excited.

Ye Jinxiu could not bear to see this any longer. She walked over and said, "Let me do it. Go and help me put away those written things."

Surprisingly, Xiao Rong'er quickly let go of him and retreated a few steps back to make room for Ye Jinsu.

"Sister Ye is jealous ~ I'm jealous ~" Xiao Rong'er made a face and laughed happily as she ran to the side to collect the papers.

Ye Jinsu froze and immediately understood that she was doing it on purpose.

Ning Yunyin lowered her head and snickered.

It didn't matter if she didn't, or if she didn't, or if she denied it, or even more so if she admitted it. I really can't say anything.

"Wait until I see your Brother Qiang, then I'll not complain to you!" Ye Jinsu glared at her with a feigned anger.

Xiao Rong'er looked a little depressed, as if she had a guilty conscience.

"Don't, don't, good elder sister ~ ~ Elder sister Ye, don't you dare talk to him about this ~"

Ye Jinsu snorted and recovered some face, "I told you to play these little tricks for me next time."

Xiao Rong'er pouted and sat by the side with her head on her hands. "Sister Ye, you really don't want to stay here with Brother Ning?"

"In any case, there's nothing to go back to the capital, right? Who knows? Once you go back, you might even be disbanded!" Xiao Rong'er raised her voice and said. Right now, she really treated Ning Yunyin as her brother-in-law and didn't want to see the two of them separate.

Ning Yunyin raised her brush and paused for a moment. She raised her head and looked at Xiao Rong'er, a little surprised. He then turned to look at Ye Jinsu. Ye Jinsu also stopped her actions and was silent for a moment.

Lowering her head, Ye Jinsu continued to grind the ink, "I won't."