The black and white chess pieces on the table had been randomly mixed together, and the boy was roasting sweet potatoes in a charcoal basin, and the aroma came out one after another.

Min Rui is sitting at the table, studying ink and picking up a brush, and is painting. The frame and outline of the painting have come out. There is a plum blossom outside the window, and the slender figure of a woman is inside the window.

The former son-in-law was smiling, his temples were cut like knives, and his thin and handsome face was full of tenderness. Although he only occasionally raised his eyes to look at Zhuang Xiaoyu, he seemed to be waiting for such a warm and quiet moment for a long time, so he looked satisfied.

The boy pulled out a roasted black sweet potato with a branch and handed it to Yu Sui: "Girl Yu Sui, do you want to eat it?"

Yu Sui put the cloak behind Zhuang Xiaoyu, stuffed the stove into her hand, wrapped the sweet potato with a handkerchief, peeled off the dark shell, and fed it to Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips: "Miss, try it quickly, sweet potato It’s delicious when baked.”

Zhuang Xiaoyu took a bite, and immediately took all the hot sweet potatoes from Yu Sui's hand, eating with relish, muttering vaguely: "I don't know when this snow will stop. If it doesn't stop, I'm afraid I will stay here for three or four days. It's day."

Hearing this, Min Rui raised his eyes to look at Zhuang Xiaoyu, and was about to say something when he saw the black ash stained on her fair little face, couldn't help but pursed his lips, and laughed silently.

Yu Sui also pawed at the fire with a stick: "I will stay for a few days, anyway, Missy hasn't come out to play for a long time, so let's take it as a relaxation."

Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her voice: "I'm just worried about my father's health..."

Hearing this, Yu Sui didn't say a word, but rolled another baked sweet potato with a branch to Zhuang Xiaoyu's feet...

Happy in the house......

Qin Wuyan trekked mountains and rivers for three or four days, snowflakes fell on the top of his head, he took off his cloak, looked at the stone tablet with the three big characters "Lingquantai" not far away, his eyes fell on the dilapidated door lintel, he couldn't help frowning I frowned.

"It's here." After asking the pilgrims inside, the guard ran over excitedly, "This Lingquantai is named after a spring, and a Lingtai was built next to the spring, and the fog was lingering on it, and many people knelt on it to pray for blessings.

Many people around the spring threw things into it, and they were all young devout men and women asking about marriage. "

The young guard was very excited, and felt that the commander should not be interested in these things, so he quickly stopped.

Unexpectedly, Qin Wuyan shook the reins quite enthusiastically, clamped the horse's belly: "Go in."

The guards quickly got on their horses, and a group of people arrived at the gate in a mighty manner. After getting off their horses, they handed the reins to the people behind them, leaving some of the guards at the door, and took the rest of the guards inside.

Qin Wuyan first looked at the smoky Lingtai, and told the guards behind him: "I only need to pray for blessings. If you want to ask about your marriage, go to the Lingquan to ask, and wait for me to pray." After that, I’ll come back and ask you whether you are still alive or not.”

When the guards heard this, they were like wild horses that had run loose. It was rare for a commander to be so indulgent, so they rushed to the spring and threw the things they had prepared into the spring...

There were laughter behind him, as well as cries of unfulfilled marriages. Qin Wuyan looked at them one by one, and he could see all the joys and sorrows at a glance.

He climbed onto the Lingquan Terrace, opened his clothes, and knelt in front of the dragon head carved out of huge stones with its teeth and claws. He put his hands together and his face was full of piety: "I pray that God will bless my wife, Zhuang Xiaoyu, to be healthy and happy all her life. Willing to bear everything for her..."