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Chapter 62

When this question was asked, Jiang Meishu and Jiang Meilan's hearts skipped a beat. They even thought that Liang Qiurun had discovered that they had swapped identities.

Faced with Liang Qiurun's questioning, Jiang Meilan remained silent, offering a half-evasive answer. "My son Zhan Lie is a very honest man, not used to interacting with high-ranking officials. I'm worried he might offend you."

That's one answer.

However, Liang Qiurun didn't say whether he believed it or not. He stared at Jiang Meilan for three seconds, which made Jiang Meilan feel uncomfortable all over.

He then retracted his gaze and said, "Ask Shen Zhanlie for his opinion."

Shen Zhanlie has always obeyed Jiang Meilan. Since his wife doesn't want him to go, he might as well not go.

"I'll go back on my tricycle."

“It’s easy to go with an empty car.”

"I can ride back by myself." He is tall and strong, so this little wind and snow can't stop him.

Jiang Meilan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. "That's it, Zhan Liet, you ride your bike back. I'll be with the bike when the time comes. After I deliver the goods, I'll wait for you at home."

Shen Zhanlie uttered a sigh, his face full of honesty and sincerity, without the slightest doubt.

This surprised everyone present.

The only thing was that Liang Qiurun didn't care. If the other person wasn't his lover's sister, he wouldn't even talk to her.

Not arrogant.

But he didn't like it. When Liang Qiurun came into contact with Jiang Meilan, he found that the other party was very calculating.

It will be tiring to get along with each other.

He simply stopped objecting.

"Since you have decided, let's follow this arrangement."

This indifferent attitude made everyone quiet down immediately.

Especially Jiang Meilan, who was familiar with his character, sneered, turned around and got into the car with a bang. She also knew that she should be grateful to Liang Qiurun for rescuing them.

But for some reason, she felt nauseous when she looked at Liang Qiurun's cold and indifferent face.

Only her sister would think Liang Qiurun is good.

In her opinion, Liang Qiurun was not as good as a finger of Shen Zhanlie.

Seeing her sister leave like this, Jiang Meishu was confused, "What happened to her?"

She understood the first half of the plot, but she really didn't understand the second half.

Why is her sister suddenly angry?

And when he left, he glared at Liang Qiurun?

what happened?

"Nothing." Facing her question, Liang Qiurun answered patiently, "Since they are leaving, I will take you to Lao Xiao's house."

The car is too small to accommodate so many people.

"How do I get there?"

Jiang Meishu couldn't help but ask.

Liang Qiurun stood in front of Jiang Meishu and squatted down silently. His thin back was broad and powerful. "Come up, I'll carry you over."

As soon as these words fell, Jiang Meishu said subconsciously, "Aren't you not allowed to contact people?"

If he carried her like this, he would vomit until he was dizzy.

Liang Qiurun turned around, revealing a profile with smooth lines, a straight nose and mouth, handsome and gentle.

"It's okay with a heavy coat."

"Besides, I can hold your sleeves." His clothes were too big for Jiang Meishu, so she couldn't even stretch her hands out and had to hide them directly.

This way, it would be more convenient for him to hold her.

Jiang Meishu was still a little hesitant when she heard this.

Liang Qiurun looked at her sideways. He had a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes with dark pupils as deep as a well. From the side angle, one could also see his slender, straight and thick eyelashes.

"Come up, the dough dumplings made by Lao Xiao's family are a must-try."

As soon as these words fell, Jiang Meishu stuck her butt out and immediately climbed onto Liang Qiurun without saying a word.

With her hands hooked around Liang Qiurun's neck, a crisp scent of cedar could not help but penetrate into her nose, and along with the burning sensation of her skin, it burned into her heart.

To be honest, Jiang Meishu felt very uncomfortable. In her impression, the only opposite sex she had come into contact with since she was a child was her father.

Even in the previous life it was like this.

She had never been in a relationship until she graduated from college. She was just a very lewd person online, but in reality, she was a single person offline.

She had never even touched a man's hand, let alone lay on his back.

This made Jiang Meishu feel unusually ashamed. Although it was a very cold day, her face began to heat up, from pink to red, and gradually became very hot.

"Why are you so hot all of a sudden? Do you have a fever?"

Liang Qiurun carried her on his back, stepping deep and shallow in the snow. He felt the heat on his body that could not be hidden even through his clothes, and he was a little worried.

Jiang Meishu's face froze, and she said subconsciously, "No, no."

Made up an excuse to get away with it.

"It was just too cold before, and now I'm wearing thick clothes, so I'm a little warm."

Liang Qiurun didn't say whether he believed it or not, but just slowly accelerated the process.

He carried Jiang Meishu on his back, with his arms around the outside of her thighs. Even through the thick clothes, he could still feel the softness.

Liang Qiurun paused, loosened his hands slightly, and moved his fingers as far outward as possible, not to hold her clothes, and certainly not to touch her skin under her clothes.

Because for Liang Qiurun, going further would be a blasphemy against Jiang Meishu.

The two of them walked in the snow.

The snow fell heavier and heavier. Jiang Meishu lay on his broad, lean back. She was uncomfortable at first, but eventually she relaxed a little. She raised her hand to brush off the snowflakes on Liang Qiurun's head and said softly, "Old Liang, we've grown old together."

As soon as these words fell.

Liang Qiurun was stunned for a moment. He stopped and turned his head slightly to look at Jiang Meishu. Her hair was full of white snowflakes.

Come to think of it, he is too.

Liang Qiurun nodded, his voice gentle, "Yes, we'll grow old together."

Not the white hair of snowflakes.

But grow old together.

Jiang Meishu chuckled and hooked her arm around Liang Qiurun's neck. "You mean growing old together?"

"I mean, we're all white-haired."

"Snowflakes grow old together."

"Right now, right now."

She didn't feel cold anymore, nor did she feel as desperate as before.

It’s still the same place, but the mood is completely different.

She wanted to escape from this place before.

Now she actually felt that the endless expanse of white snow was particularly beautiful.

Lao Liang carried her on his back, leaving a trail of footprints in the thick white snow, like traces of winter.

It is also a trace of romance.

Jiang Meishu felt that she might be seriously ill. If her sister were here, she would definitely point at her head and scold her.

They're almost freezing to death, yet they're still romantic.

But now Jiang Meishu feels that this scenery and this person are indeed quite romantic.

I don’t know if relaxed emotions are contagious, or even optimistic emotions.

Liang Qiurun had been feeling anxious because he couldn't find her and Liang Rui before. But after hearing what Jiang Meishu said, he looked at the snowflakes in the sky and actually felt romantic.

"Yeah, it's very romantic."

Is it because of people?

Liang Qiurun didn't know.

Jiang Meishu whispered in his ear, "Don't indulge me anymore."

"If my mom and the others were here, they'd want to knock my head off and scold me when they heard me say that I was romantic. It's really inappropriate for the occasion. You're still calling it romantic. Can romance be eaten like shit? Can it be worn like a coat? You're freezing to death, and you're still calling it romantic? Romance is bullshit! I think you're just being too arrogant."

She imitated her mother's scolding style perfectly.

Liang Qiurun couldn't help but curl her lips, and a smile flashed in her warm eyes. She said in a gentle voice, "It's a curse that my aunt can say."

Jiang Meishu raised her chin, her alopecia were wetted by the snow and then dried out, so it stood up straight, just like her, she was also very proud, "right, right."

"You're the only one who understands me." She giggled and reached out to catch the snowflakes. The snowflakes melted in her palm and turned into water in an instant. She lay down next to Liang Qiurun's ear, not daring to get too close. Instead, she whispered, "Old Liang, why are you so nice?"

She announced.

This is the best Lao Liang in the world.

Because only Lao Liang could understand her mood and tell her gently that it was a time for white hair.

It's romantic.

Today, if anyone, be it her mother, her aunt, or her sister, comes here, she will be scolded.

But Lao Liang won’t.

Jiang Meishu felt that Lao Liang's gentleness was innate. He was tolerant and could tolerate all her shortcomings.

When Liang Qiurun heard Jiang Meishu's words, he smiled and said, "Thank you for giving me such high praise."

Jiang Meishu smiled with her lips pursed, lying on his neck. She could hear Liang Qiurun's breathing and the sound of falling snow.

And the sound of branches falling.

“It’s so quiet here.”

Liang Qiurun hummed, "This is the outermost part of the city. It's connected to Tianjin and Hebei. The further north you go, the colder the weather gets."

"This is an uninhabited hilltop, so it's naturally quiet."

Jiang Meishu hummed, and the hot breath and fuzzy hair made Liang Qiurun feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, they were not far from Old Xiao's house.

After walking on a flat road and climbing a slight slope, we found that the surrounding pine trees were covered with heavy snow, so that it became a shrub forest and pine forest.

To be honest, this family lives halfway up the mountain and is covered by cedars. If Liang Qiurun wasn't an acquaintance, he would bring her here.

She really couldn't tell at all.

When they arrived, Jiang Meishu wanted to get off, but Liang Qiurun said, "Just carry me on your back."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and knocked on the door. The wooden door made a sound, and from inside came the sound of someone wearing slippers, tapping on the road.

With a creak, the wooden door was opened.

Old Xiao was wearing half a tiger skin. He obviously didn't expect that Liang Qiurun would come. He was a little shocked, "Old Liang?"

"Why did you come to my place at this hour?"

As he opened the door, he was about to pull Liang Qiurun in, but Liang Qiurun dodged him just in time.

"I've run into some trouble, so I brought my lover to ask you to stay overnight."

Only then did Old Xiao realize that Liang Qiurun was carrying a lesbian on his back. "Are you married?"

"When did it get married? Why haven't I heard anything about it?"

Liang Qiurun, "We just got the marriage certificate two days ago and haven't had the wedding yet, so I haven't notified you yet." After entering the house, he looked around and saw two large chairs in the main room, so he put her on the chairs.

There was a kang in the house, so it was very warm. After Jiang Meishu sat down for a while, she felt very hot in her two cotton-padded jackets, and a layer of powder appeared on her face.

Liang Qiurun just looked over and saw Jiang Meishu, whose face was as plump and rosy as a peach. He paused slightly and looked away without any expression.

"Does your lover have any clean clothes? My wife is soaking wet and would like to borrow some clothes."

Lao Xiao's lover also woke up and ran out when she heard the noise. She was 38 years old and had a triangular headscarf on her head, looking very simple.

"I do have clothes, but I wonder if this comrade would mind them?"

She rubbed her hands. "Our clothes in the country are all made of cotton, woven by ourselves. The materials are not as good as those in the city."

Jiang Meishu looked up and said sincerely, "I'm already extremely grateful that my sister-in-law is willing to lend me clothes. How can I say I despise her?"

With these words, Xu Aixiang finally noticed her. She was stunned for a moment and looked at her carefully. "She is so beautiful."

"Then will you come inside with me to change?"

"It's cold outside after all, so we lit a kang in the room where we sleep."

Jiang Meishu uttered a sigh, then she stood up, took off her military coat and gave it to Liang Qiurun. She turned around and followed Xu Aixiang in.

Outside.

Lao Xiao handed Liang Qiurun a cigarette. Liang Qiurun took it but didn't smoke it. He put it to his ear. When he did this, he didn't look greasy at all. Instead, he had a dashing and romantic air.

"Why did you come to such a remote place like ours?"

If it weren't for an encounter many years ago, Lao Xiao would never have met Liang Qiurun, who lived in a courtyard house in the old city.

Liang Qiurun, "My wife is in trouble here, I came to pick her up, the mountain is closed due to heavy snow."

The rest goes without saying, Lao Xiao knows, "I really didn't expect it."

"You will unexpectedly have a chance to blossom one day."

inside the house.

Xu Aixiang didn't have many clothes, and it was thanks to Old Xiao's skill that he was able to make two sets for her.

She dug out a cotton-padded jacket she had originally intended to wear during the New Year from the large camphorwood box, and also found a new pair of cotton-padded pants, and handed them both to Jiang Meishu. "Sister-in-law, put them on first. I'll make you some dumpling soup. Have a bite of it and it'll warm you up."

Jiang Meishu took the clothes and thanked Xu Juxiang, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Xu Juxiang went out to do something. Jiang Meishu looked at the empty kang in the room and saw that there was no child. She was a little curious. According to the age of Xu Juxiang and Lao Xiao, they should have had children long ago.

However, this was someone else's private matter, so she didn't want to ask about it, as it would be too rude.

There was no one else in the house, so she quickly took off her clothes that were wet with snow.

She changed into the cotton-padded clothes Xu Juxiang had brought her. They were made of homemade cloth and the colors were earthy, which was frowned upon by everyone these days.

But Jiang Meishu didn't mind.

This is cotton clothing, and it is not earth-colored, but khaki, which was later called the most advanced color.

She changed into cotton clothes and trousers, and her hair was wet, so she simply took off the rubber band and loosened her braids, breaking them up bit by bit. Because the braids had been braided for too long and were wet by the snow, when she took them off, they became broken waves.

And the effect was better than going to a hairdresser in the future and having her hair blown.

Jiang Meishu touched her hair to make it tangle-free, then she opened the curtain and came out.

As soon as she came out.

Liang Qiuren was originally reminiscing about the past with Lao Xiao. When he heard the noise, he looked over.

When he saw this, he was stunned.

Jiang Meishu always wears her hair in braids, and rarely lets it down like this. Her wavy hair hangs down on both sides of her shoulders like seaweed.

The little face looks even whiter, brighter, and more beautiful.

Especially when she smiled with her eyes curved, it hit Liang Qiurun's heart, making him subconsciously cover his chest.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Meishu walked over with some concern.

Liang Qiurun pursed her lips and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay."

He had always known that Jiang Meishu was beautiful, but he had never imagined that she could be this beautiful.

It's amazing.

Jiang Meishu hummed, "Then you guys chat, I'll go see what delicious food my sister-in-law has made."

We had eaten around noon, and now it's already nine o'clock. We were starving.

She went to the kitchen.

Lao Xiao suddenly said, "Lao Liang, no wonder you didn't want to get married before. It turns out you wanted to find the most beautiful one."

He also saw the scene just now.

My sister-in-law is so beautiful, like someone who walked out of a painting.

No wonder Lao Liang, who had previously refused to get married, got married so suddenly.

Liang Qiurun denied it, "No."

"What?"

Liang Qiurun did not explain. When they first started dating, everyone was just pursuing a goal.

But later in the process of getting along.

He slowly discovered the beauty of his lover.

Liang Qiurun changed the subject, "It's snowing these days. Can we hunt good things in the mountains?"

Lao Xiao is the hunter.

"Yes."

Lao Xiao rubbed his hands and said, "When this kind of heavy snow falls, turtledoves, rabbits, pheasants, and other animals will go into the nets on their own without anyone prompting them."

"If you're free, I'll take you for a walk in the mountains tomorrow."

"To remind you of your bravery in the mountains."

Liang Qiurun didn't refuse directly. He thought about it and looked at Jiang Meishu under the light. She was squatting beside him helping Xu Juxiang peel garlic.

She lowered her head, her eyebrows were soft, her skin was fair, and her seaweed-like hair was loose. She was as beautiful as a flower.

Liang Qiurun looked at her carefully, a smile unconsciously on his face, "Whether I can stay tomorrow depends on whether my wife has time."

"If she has time and is willing to stay, I will take her and you up the mountain. She likes it here very much, and she also likes the snow-covered mountains."

This will make her feel novel and romantic.

When these words fell, Lao Xiao was a little surprised, "I thought you wouldn't agree?"

After all, Lao Liang is a well-known workaholic, and he knew it ten years ago.

I didn't expect that ten years later, he actually changed his personality.

This shocked Lao Xiao greatly. He said, "Is marriage really such a powerful force? It has caused such a huge change in someone like you who is so stubborn."

"Whether to go hunting or go to the mountains is just a matter of a word. You still have to ask your lover, Lao Liang, Lao Liang, are you going backwards as you grow older?"

Liang Qiurun was teased, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he was frank and gentle, and said helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. I'm not the head of the family."

"My wife is the boss in our family."