At dusk, Lu Yun came to the edge of the field to look for Luo Lingyu, and saw the girl buried in the green seedling field. Like picking flowers and brushing willows, the girl bent over and planted seedlings in the soil, her forehead was sweating, and the hem of her double-breasted skirt was stained with a lot of mud. Outside the field, the girls set up tables and tents for a feast, and they looked up, but no one had the courage to go into the field to expose themselves to the sun.

Lu Sanlang stood between rows of neatly paved fields, wearing a white jade long crown and a long hair tie. He wore a wide-sleeved white robe on the upper body, a red skirt on the lower body, a black shirt underneath, and a jade belt with a hut inserted from bottom to top, which was the fashion of the time. The young man stood beside him, so majestic and outstanding.

The noble ladies outside the fields were jealous and regretful. They thought if they were busy like Luo Lingyu, Lu Sanlang would also be standing by and watching.

Nearby, Luo Lingyu tilted her head and asked Lu Yun: "How come your sacrifice ended faster than ours?"

Lu Yun chuckled, followed her in her shadow, and watched her brush past the green clumps half a person's height. Lu Yun said calmly: "She's just pretending. Only my sister is so honest that she really goes to farm." The merit of the court lies in teaching and urging, not really letting the scholars and officials go to the fields to plant rice and sow seeds with the farmers.

Luo Lingyu raised her beautiful eyes and smiled: "I'm just pretending."

She was just pretending, and she was always sincere. Lu Yun had experienced this before.

Lu Yun smiled and said nothing. His eyes were full of tenderness as he looked down at her. Luo Lingyu was indeed doing what she said, for the sake of a good reputation. No matter how much she did, no matter how much she helped others, she always had a purpose. Feeling that she had worked hard to set an example for a whole day, Luo Lingyu turned her head to talk to the maid next to her, and handed over a hoe and a straw hat, and then handed over the farm work.

Lu Sanlang standing beside her made her heart beat fast and her cheeks swell. She felt uncomfortable and happy at the same time. She remembered the oath they made that night. She looked at Lu Yun with her peripheral vision and found that he was looking down at her. When his eyes met hers, the smile in his eyes deepened and he whispered, "Will you marry me or not? It seems like my sister hasn't answered me yet?"

Luo Lingyu turned her head and saw the men and women standing in groups of three or four outside the world.

There are also farmers and farmwomen moving between the fields.

Luo Lingyu glared at him: This guy... has already gone to discuss a good date with Mrs. Luo and the others, but he still insists on waiting for her to say a word.

Lu Yun said quietly and self-deprecatingly, "I will always feel uneasy if my sister doesn't agree in person."

Luo Lingyu pondered for a moment, lowered her head and bent her waist, her eyes flashed between the fields, and she reached out and picked up a branch from the ground. She stood up, with a thin waist and narrow shoulders, and her skirt trailing on the ground, and the branch in her hand just happened to be able to support the ground. Luo Lingyu grabbed the branch and spoke softly to Lu Yun: "Brother Xuechen, look at me."

Lu Yun looked over.

The girl in the white skirt took a step back, poked the stick into the ground, and wrote a few words: "I am very petty. After I marry you, I will not allow you to take concubines. Will you obey?"

Lu Yun looked for a long time, then raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The maid Lingyu stood beside the cousin, watching the girl with her eyes downcast, a smile on her lips, but a tense expression. After Sanlang read the words written by the cousin, he squatted down without saying anything and picked up a stick from the ground. Standing to the right of Luo Lingyu, Lu Yun took a step back and drew on the ground with the stick - "From."

Lu Yun paused, then wrote: "After becoming a wife, I am not allowed to flirt with other men. Will you agree?"

Luo Lingyu smiled slightly, took another step back, and wrote: "From."

The maid Lingyu's eyes widened, staring intently at Lu Sanlang and his cousin as they retreated step by step. They scratched the ground with the sticks in their hands, writing out one question after another and answering one question after another -

"If I do something wrong, others will criticize me, but you won't allow it."

"Of course I should comfort my sister first, and then discipline her."

Luo Lingyu snorted: "..."

The breeze blew on his face, and he took a step back from her. She followed his steps, walked back again, and wrote again: "I am very jealous. If I am jealous of other girls, you must stand on my side, not speak for others, and not spoil my fun."

"Of course. I have a bad temper and often get angry. If you see me getting angry, don't be angry with me. I didn't mean it and it will be fine after a while."

Luo Lingyu: "You need to listen to me and don't always think that I am as bad as I think."

Lu Yun: "Don't be suspicious. Many times I didn't dislike you, but you thought I looked down on you."

"If you have something on your mind, tell me. I want to share my brother's story."

"Sister, please share your secrets with me."

"Brother Xuechen must respect me."

"Please respect me, Sister Yu'er."

"Don't blame me. After I married into Jianye, I became the daughter-in-law of the Lu family and became a member of your family. I have no power behind you. If you let me go, I don't know where I can go."

"...That will never happen. I'm also afraid that my sister will say she wants to leave me every time we quarrel. I can't stand that."

"Brother will always be nice to me. Do you like me?"

"I know why my sister is getting married. But if I lose my money one day, will you still stay with me? Will you betray me and abandon me?"

Luo Lingyu was stunned, her eyes flushed.

Maybe it was her disdain for the poor and love for the rich that made him uneasy, or maybe he didn't know that she was gradually giving up her old demands for him. She said slowly: "No. I admire my brother. No matter whether he is rich or poor, powerful or down and out, I will never leave him."

Lu Yun said, "My heart is the same as yours."

The fertile fields are endless and green. The young men and women standing outside the fields, the maid Lingyu following the cousin and her husband, and the farmers who stopped to rest with their targets, all stared at Lu Yun and Luo Lingyu in amazement. They looked like a talented scholar and a beautiful woman, with their sleeves flying like clouds and their faces as beautiful as jade, writing with their heads down. Step by step, step by step, step by step.

The wind blows the wheat fields, and the view is full of green. In the open space between the fields, men and women are talking and answering. I don’t know how many questions there are, and I don’t know where the end is. But the fear in my heart and the vague love, when they look at each other vaguely, and their hands and sleeves occasionally touch, slowly settle down.