Min Zhixing's heart was trembling. It seems that the wizard's divination is extremely accurate. Although the Zhuang family's daughter is a broken flower, she is indeed the one who prospered his son. Maybe with the company of Zhuang Xiaoyu, Min Rui can live to forty years old. A full house of children and grandchildren is just around the corner...
Zhuang Xiaoyu returned to the priest's mansion, feeling a stone in his heart fell to the ground.
She took care of Qin Wuyan in the small wing with her clothes untied. Qin Wuyan's injuries healed up little by little, but the wedding date was getting closer.
In February, it was cold in spring, and another heavy snow fell in the sky. When I woke up the next day, the snow on the ground was knee-deep.
Zhuang Xiaoyu prepared all kinds of ointments, banknotes, gold and silver pieces of different sizes, and food such as pancakes and butcher shops that could be carried with her for a long time.
There was a lot of them, and there were several thick packages.
Qin Wuyan looked at the room full of things, pointed to a particularly large package on the ground and asked, "What is this?"
"This is..." Zhuang Xiaoyu blushed.
Yu broke his mouth quickly: "This is the clothes and shoes and socks that our eldest lady sewed for you. Our eldest lady used to not use needles. These days, apart from taking care of you, she is locked in the bedroom all night long, threading needles and threads, and her eyes are blind." It turned red, and I don’t know how many holes were poked in my fingers by the needle.”
As soon as Qin Wuyan grasped Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand, she really saw that her slender fingers were full of pinholes and small wounds, but she was afraid that Qin Wuyan would notice it, so she didn't wrap it up, but applied some medicine and put it on. The fingers are hidden in the sleeves.
Qin Wuyan looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu, both sad and distressed.
He opened the package, took out the moccasin boots inside, and put them on his feet.
In all fairness, the material of this pair of shoes is top-notch, but the craftsmanship is really unflattering, the stitching lines are crooked, and anyone who has some embroidery skills can't bear to look directly at them.
Qin Wuyan put on his shoes, the size was just right, and the soles of his feet were soft. He looked at her with a face full of reluctance: "I was born with rough skin and thick flesh, so it doesn't hurt me to go barefoot. Please, your eyes are red. It took so much time, it's really..."
"As a wife, I should have prepared these for my husband." Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at those crooked stitches, her face flushed slightly: "It's good that you don't dislike it."
Seeing the two of them, Yu Sui was reluctant to let go, felt extremely uncomfortable, backed out of the door, closed the door by the way, and wiped away tears silently.
Qin Wuyan took off the clothes on his body and picked up the clothes in the package: "Since you sewed it yourself, I can put it on now, and I will definitely take care of it, and wait until the day when you leave the house and reunite with me." day."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded vigorously: "Well, Ah Yan, I will definitely look for you, and you must be well."
Qin Wuyan caressed her face, "I will definitely be fine and wait outside for you to come out. We will be together again when the anger in your family subsides."
Zhuang Xiaoyu held his hand: "Ayan, no matter what happens, I will never betray you, you trust me!"
"Well, I believe you!"
If there is such a day, Qin Wuyan also believes that she must be forced.
The night gradually fell, and the sky darkened. Under the support of Bai Xue, the winding road leading to the distance could still be barely seen.
Zhuang Xiaoyu personally sent him to the intersection, thinking that the two of them would not know when they would meet again, Zhuang Xiaoyu who endured all the way finally cried bitterly: "A Yan, I can't bear you so much."
Qin Wuyan: "..."
Qin Wuyan hugged her tightly.
Looking at each other without words, there are only a thousand lines of tears.