Chapter 1137

Chu Yunyao couldn't deny it, she raised the back of her hand that was accidentally scratched, and held it in front of him, deliberately grimacing: "I fell, it hurts so much."

Mo Jinyu held her hand, and blew on the dried blood on it, and there was endless distress in his heart.

He didn't know what to do, and he didn't know how to comfort her.

These jobs should have been done by men, but he asked her to take care of them.

She went up the mountain to collect firewood and went down the river to fetch water, all the hard work was done by her.

Mo Jinyu moved the corners of his lips, as if something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak a word.

Seeing his guilty look, Chu Yunyao quickly pushed him into the room, "I'm a little wet, I'll start cooking after I wash Xiu'er's diaper, you help light up the stove."

Mo Jinyu lit the stove in the simple shed next to the thatched cottage, and glanced outside, "Don't go to the river to fetch water when it snows, I will put all the barrels and pots outside tonight to catch the snow. It can be used directly to boil water.”

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Why didn't she think of this way.

In this place with green mountains and green waters, the snow that falls from the sky is not too dirty at all, it can be boiled and reused.

…

Chu Yunyao didn't know that the Chinese New Year was coming until the villagers started pasting up lanterns made of red paper.

Xiaobai seems to like this place very much. He runs out to play early in the morning every day, and when he comes back at night, he always brings back a bird or pheasant that was killed, and he doesn’t know where it is find these things.

They basically have broth to drink all winter, and Chu Yunyao keeps a bowl every day for the old woman next door.

During the New Year's Eve, Chu Yunyao also called the old man to have a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner together.

The old man told Chu Yunyao: "After midnight, it is a new year. We have the habit of keeping the year old. When the new year turns from the old to the old, you make a wish to the sky, and the wish will come true in the coming year. "

At midnight, Chu Yunyao made a wish to the sky: "I hope that the snow will stop soon, we will get out of this mountain as soon as possible, and I hope everyone I love is safe."

…

Mo Lingwei looked at the table full of food, picked up some vegetables with chopsticks and put them in Mo Lingyuan's bowl: "Brother, today is the last day of this year, tomorrow is the New Year, time flies so fast."

Mo Lingyuan looked at the table full of food in a daze.

Tonight is the reunion night, he and Ling Wei are the only ones in Nuo Da's mansion.

Counting the time when the baby was born, there should have been his wife and children.

Looking at Mo Lingyuan's thinner face, Mo Lingwei felt distressed, "Brother, you haven't eaten well these days, so eat more."

"I can't eat it, you can eat it yourself." Mo Lingyuan pushed away the table and chairs in front of him, stood up and went to the study.

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei lost her appetite for a table of dishes.

The housekeeper persuaded him: "Miss, you haven't eaten well, so you should eat something."

"No appetite." Mo Lingwei stood up: "The more I miss my sister-in-law at this time, how can I eat?"

Mo Lingwei glanced at the food, "Take it away, and serve it to the servants in the house."

It happened that Duan Changyu came over and handed a letter to Mo Lingwei: "Miss, this is a letter brought by the second son of Gong from the south, it's for you."

Mo Lingwei opened the letter, glanced at it, and frowned, "How is Father Commander?"

Duan Changyu frowned: "Master's health is not very good, he seems to be sick. As for Madam, after hearing that Second Young Master Mo fell into the cliff, she locked herself in her bedroom and cried for three days. She has already become crazy."