C329 Happy

"Sure."

After a while, the food was served. Everyone was well-versed in it and ate a lot. Everyone was excitedly eating a big plate of Lentinus edodes bean curd, especially Lu Da, he actually felt that it was even more delicious than dog meat, they even praised him, "Ma Chao, you actually cooked so well!"

Ma Chao immediately laughed and said: "This little one does not dare to take credit, this was done by Madame Yue."

"Haha, Sis, so you actually have such skills."

Hua Rong smiled sweetly. When she had first entered the Donglin Temple, her mood was dark and she did not even want to eat. How could she have the mood to cook? Now that the wind and rain were in good spirits, she naturally brought out her superb skills.

Yue Pengju was initially worried about his wife, but when the dishes were served, she started to eat and drink like a normal person, and could not figure out what kind of "strange illness" she was suffering from. Hua Rong was also curious, and the two of them thought that it was just a slight chill, it did not matter.

After everyone had their fill, the room quieted down.

Hua Rong lit a lamp, and like usual, Yue Pengju sat on a large chair beside the Desk, with a scroll placed on top of the Desk. What was different was that he was smiling and looking around, taking in his home for the first time — the clean, clean windows, the clean, clean chairs and tables, one after the other, without missing anything. On the table, there was also a jar that served as a vase. Inside, there was a large bunch of all sorts of beautiful leaves and leaves that matched nicely. It was red, red, yellow, and extremely beautiful. It was even more unique than flowers.

With a wife, the family would be happy.

How good!

He happily watched his wife walk around the room and said, "Sister Shi Qi, aren't you going to study with me tonight?"

Hua Rong's voice came from the insides in a mysterious manner: "I won't read it tonight."

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to kill you."

He laughed and quietly got up and walked to the door. He saw his wife take out bags of things from the closet, which he had brought from the courtyard. They were the clothes she liked from the old days, the new clothes he had bought for her when they were angry.

Hua Rong realized something and ran over to push him away with her bright red cheeks: "You went away …"

Yue Pengju smiled as he saw a hairpin on the table. He picked it up and saw that it was the one he had given her before. Hua Rong's gaze fell on it as well. He bit his red lips and muttered, "Why is this hairpin still here …"

"Back to me the night before Li Qiaoniang got married."

She could not help but curiously ask again and again, "I really do not understand why Li Qiaoniang would marry Gao Lin."

He replied a hundred times with a grin, "Because Gao Lin is more handsome than me."

Hua Rong rolled his eyes at him. She didn't know what methods this guy had used, but even if she died, she was unwilling to say it. She fiercely pushed him away. "Quickly get out, get out …"

Yue Pengju had to go out.

Hua Rong immediately closed the door.

After a while, the door opened with a rustle. His wife changed into a moon-white Skirt s. Naturally, he knew his wife's thoughts. Because his eyes had recovered, she was not in the mood to dress up before, but now she wanted to "stun" him.

However, seeing his wife in such a state, he naturally had to cooperate. Furthermore, it was indeed 'breathtaking' to begin with, and his heart was beating quickly. He laughed heartily and waved his hand. "Sister Shi Qi …"

However, she did not approach him. She stopped midway and picked up her scripture. She said in all seriousness, "Pengju, I'm going to study with you …"

He took two steps forward and gently put his arm around her, and they giggled, and he carried her back to the inner room, in the orange light, but when he saw that she was smoking, he picked up the charcoal pencil on the table for the first time and made a clumsy stroke against her brow. She looked at the mirror and saw that her eyebrows had turned into a thick line. Like Zhang Fei, she mumbled, "Peng Gao, you drew so ugly …"

He took a close look at it. "Not ugly. I drew very well."

The couple burst into laughter. Only then did they understand that the joy of thrashing was far greater than the joy of war.

After a while, Hua Rong frowned again and retched. Yue Pengju hurriedly carried her to bed. She closed her eyes tiredly and said, "Sigh, I really don't know why, but I've been so tired these past few days … …"

"If you're tired, then rest early."

"Mm, I'll go to bed after I get up and wash up."

"Don't, don't, don't. Let me …"

He knew his wife's habits. For many years, it was inevitable that she would clean up every night before falling asleep. He then went out, got some water, and washed her. When his feet stepped into the warm water, he felt a wave of warmth and fatigue. It was as if he had returned to the day when Oolong Town was heavily injured.

Hua Rong held her husband's hand: "You're so pitiful, the moment your eyes are good, you have to serve me, sigh, I pity you so much …"

Yue Pengju tenderly looked at his wife. Being able to serve her, wasn't that a happy thing as well?

The couple went to bed. After Yue Pengju extinguished the light, he heard his wife's breathing, but he was not sleepy. He was just worried, what kind of strange illness did his wife get? Could it be that he had recovered from his illness and his wife had gotten sick again? The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. He hugged his wife tightly. That night, he hadn't closed his eyes at all.

The next morning, when Hua Rong opened her eyes, his husband was no longer by his side. After she shouted, Yue Pengju walked in from outside. He had already dressed neatly and even washed his face with water as he said softly: "Sister Shi Qi, quickly get up. Let's go down the mountain and take a look today."

Hua Rong was very excited, she had never gone down the mountain ever since she came to Donglin Temple, and the things she normally wanted were only bought by Ma Chao and the rest. Now that her husband had recovered from his illness, she decided to take a walk.

Seeing that she was happy, Yue Pengju said: "There is no time to delay, I have to take a look at your illness."

At this moment, she was in high spirits. She got up and waved her arms, but her entire body was relaxed. What illness would there be?

"We can't delay it. We can't hide it from the doctor."

Hua Rong saw that her husband's eyes were bloodshot. She was obviously worried about her, she couldn't sleep last night, she was also slightly worried. After breakfast, she immediately followed her husband down the mountain.

The Town at the bottom of the mountain was extremely small, and it wasn't like they were having a gathering point. Only a few small grocery stores were open, and there were only a few people walking on the streets. Yue Pengju pulled her to the only medicine store. The two of them knew each other, they had went up the mountain before to treat Yue Pengju's eyes. When the doctor saw Yue Pengju, he immediately went to his medicine shop to seek for his medicine, and quickly bowed, instructing the medicine boy to prepare some tea, then loudly congratulating him on recovering from his injuries.

Yue Pengju helped him up: "Sir, no need to stand on ceremony."

At this time, Hua Rong handed over a bag of gifts with 20 kgs of money. "Thank you Mister for curing Pengju's eye disease.

"Thank you Madame Yue, I do not dare to accept the honor."

He had no choice but to accept it.

Yue Pengju then said, "I have come today to ask for Sir to treat my wife's illness."

"Oh, is Madame Yue sick?" In the blink of an eye, the doctor saw that Hua Rong's face was red, her mind was refreshed, how did she look like she was sick?

Yue Pengju then explained in detail about his wife's "symptoms" these days. When the doctor heard this, he felt a bit more confident. Yue Pengju was worried about his wife's sickness, so he smiled even more when he heard her words, "Madame Yue, give me your hand …"

Hua Rong was also afraid that she might really be ill, so she followed his instructions. After listening and hearing for a while, she stood up, cupped her hands, and bowed towards Yue Pengju with a face full of joy: "Congratulations Yue Xiang Gong, congratulations Yue Xiang Gong, madam is finally rejoicing …"

"AHH!"

"Ah?!"

The two of them were at a loss for words, unable to react to these words.

"Madame Yue has been experiencing this for more than two months. Although Madame Yue is well and healthy, and her condition is good, she still needs to be maintained carefully, and be nourished properly. This lowly one will open up a few pills now, and Yue Xiang Gong will bring it back for Madam to recuperate … "

Hua Rong subconsciously asked, "Sir, did you make a mistake?"

"This little one has practiced medicine for thirty years, and the wedding vein is very ordinary. Anyone with the slightest bit of medical knowledge can make a diagnosis, so how could this little one make a mistake?"

He didn't notice the expression on their faces and started to write a prescription as he spoke.

Yue Pengju raised his tea cup and took a sip, then looked at his wife. Hua Rong also looked at him.

It wasn't until the doctor had prescribed some medicine, grabbed some medicine, and placed them on the table and instructed his family members to prepare food and drinks for them, that the two of them seemed to wake up from a dream, and quickly said their goodbyes.

The two of them walked down the street hand in hand. By now, Yue Pengju had already calmed down, but seeing that his wife was still dizzy, he couldn't help but hold her hands tightly and call her Sister Shi Qi.

Hua Rong replied with a blank look on her face.

The two of them had not spent much time together in the past, and after a long period of time, her body hadn't recovered yet. The days on the mountain were long and without any interference from the outside world. With the husband and wife accompanying each other, other than training, walking, and studying, there was no other entertainment. With so much time, the relationship between husband and wife was deep. These days, they had no scruples and unrestrained love. It was not strange at all for them to be pregnant.

But Hua Rong felt it was strange.

Because the two of them had never thought of having a baby, especially Hua Rong, whose previous pain and worry had been completely hidden by this three month sweet life. This was because the two of them had never thought of such a thing, especially Hua Rong, whose previous pain and worry had been completely hidden by this three month sweet life.

"Sister Shi Qi, Sister Shi Qi …"

Her wandering mind was pulled back by her husband's shout, but she saw that his eyes were bloodshot from worrying about her "strange illness" last night. She couldn't help but burst out laughing. At the same time, her tears also began to fall.

"Sister Shi Qi, what's wrong?"

She threw herself into his arms, her face full of tears, and rubbed against his chest.

How could Yue Pengju not understand his wife's feelings? He didn't console her and gently embraced her. After a long while, until she stopped crying, he finally lifted her face gently, used his sleeve to wipe the tear stains on her face and mocked her softly, "Sister Shi Qi, are you tired from walking? Your feet are hurting, so you want to cry? "

Hua Rong couldn't help but chuckle, and lightly pat his chest: "Hmph, just tired of walking."

Yue Pengju gently lifted her up in his arms and said, "Then, I'll carry you."

Hua Rong hugged his neck, raised her head, and looked at the winter sky. Her heart was filled with extreme joy, and there were countless times where she had resented the heavens when she was alone, and her family had been ruined, and she had fled for countless lives. There was never a thing that went according to plan. Now, she got a huge compensation! After a long while, she murmured, "The heavens are truly kind to me."

"Ah?" Sister Shi Qi, what did you say? "

"Nothing."

"Sister Shi Qi, you're getting heavier …"

"Pei, when did I become heavy?" She wrapped her arms around his neck suspiciously. "Are you trying to frame me because you can't carry me anymore?"

"Haha, it's good that you've sunk. If you sink even deeper, I can still move you, hahaha …"

The two of them slowly walked on the winter mountain path, looking at the setting sun. Slowly, step by step, they moved towards the foot of the mountain.