Qiu Yan, a modern female soldier, unfortunately transmigrated into the body of the short-lived 'Qiu Yan' during a mission, whose life was full of misfortunes.
As a child, her mother d...
Jiang Liu shook her head. "Thanking me is just a way of saying you don't treat me like family."
"Your second aunt is right." Qiu Dafu nodded. Liu'er was richer than him, which made him, her second uncle, look inferior.
He pointed to the complete set of brocade bedding inside the room.
"These were all given to you by your aunt."
Qiu Yan turned her gaze to examine the scene, a deep sense of happiness welling up within her.
At this moment, Qiu Dayu entered the hall carrying two sets of clothes.
"Xiaoyan, this is a small token of our appreciation from Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan made it all by hand."
Qiu Dayu was wearing clothes that Zhao Yuanyuan had made herself.
His eldest niece was getting married, and he didn't know what to prepare, so he could only offer something else as a substitute.
"And this, too, is a gift from me." Qiu Dayu pulled a golden abacus from his pocket.
"Uncle is short of money, so I can only give you a copper one. When I have more money, I'll give you a pure gold one."
"Uncle, you're so kind." Qiu Yan took the abacus.
It's not too big or too small, and it's easy to use.
That night, Gu Qian leaned against the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
The room was dark, but it didn't seem as dark as usual.
He turned his gaze casually.
The sky under the night sky,
A bright moon hangs high in the sky.
The bright moonlight shone through his window.
some……
Dazzling
He murmured involuntarily,
"The moon shines brightest in my hometown."
Ming, Ming...
Gu Qian suddenly sat up, staring blankly at the bright moon outside the window...
After a long while, he got up and went out of the house. He leaped onto the wall and quietly watched the neighbor's boudoir. In his heart, he felt a long-lost happiness.
At this moment, he truly experienced the joy of marriage.
At this moment, Qiu Yan was also not asleep.
Because Jiang Liu dragged Gu Xiaoran to sleep with Qiu Dafu tonight.
She, on the other hand, slept in Qiu Yan's boudoir together.
The two had slept together before; although Qiu Yan and Jiang Liu were from different generations, they were more like best friends.
The two talked for a long time in the middle of the night.
Qiu Yan was extremely sleepy, but Jiang Liu became more and more energetic as she talked, and in the end, she even talked to her about...
Qiu Yan, in her daze, became clear-headed.
The more she listened, the more awkward she became... even though she knew everything.
"Xiaoyan, it's so nice that you can get to your parents' home just a few steps after getting married."
Unlike her,
Jiang Liu wondered when she should go to Shangjin.
She misses her parents.
"So, Second Aunt, please don't complain that I go back to my parents' house so often."
"Xiaoyan is deliberately trying to annoy me," Jiang Liu said angrily.
"How could that be?"
Gradually, Jiang Liu fell asleep.
However, Qiu Yan couldn't fall asleep no matter what she did.
Looking up, she saw through the curtains outside the window the man sitting quietly on the wall, looking up at the moon, smiling gently.
It seems he, too, couldn't sleep.
Qiu Yan turned over and went back to sleep.
After many twists and turns, it finally fell into a deep sleep.
But then she heard her second aunt calling her to get up.
"Xiaoyan, it's time to get up. Don't forget what day it is today."
Qiu Yan was feeling very sleepy. How come she felt like she had just fallen asleep when she was woken up?
"Second Aunt, please don't make a fuss, let me sleep a little longer."
She really didn't want to get out of bed.
Her biological clock doesn't allow her to wake up late, but today she woke up earlier than ever before.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, turned over, and continued sleeping.
Jiang Liu: "It's already around 3 AM, time to get up and get ready."
"Yin Shi (3-5 AM)?" Qiu Yan's brain reacted in a flash. "It's still so early. Let me sleep a little longer."
Anyway, there's still a long way to go before the wedding procession.
Anyway, their two houses are only separated by a courtyard wall.