Long like year after year
Mo Mo's tail, which was shaking like a propeller, hit the wooden table with a "pa pa" sound. After a while of cats and dogs jumping around, he pressed the black Miaomiao next to him and licked her fur.
Miaomiao was disgusted to death.
But Momo said she wanted to take it to the waterfall behind the mountain to bathe. Cats hate water, but they hate dirt even more. They also hate smelly dogs! It's been too long since we last met, humph, and the cat has already shown its claws.
Guiyao: Oh my.
Li Yuqing, who was sitting next to them, saw the cat and dog meeting each other with a calm look. She tapped the table with her knuckles and suddenly raised her long eyelashes to look at the furnishings in the yard.
Like an axe beside a bamboo, or flowers circling the bottom of a well, the Gui family's house was indeed the largest and widest one in Xiaohe Village. When she saw the lotus flowers by the stream at the entrance of the village, just as her family had described them, she was speechless.
Although he has had dealings with the Gui family for many years.
Today is Li Yuqing's first time to come to Xiaohe Village.
Not long after the late emperor ascended the throne, she returned to her hometown of Xianyu City because she was pregnant. In the seventh year of Yongchang, the old general of Ren Mansion passed away, and her husband Ren Dingshan went to the north to guard the border.
Years passed, her two sons filially supporting each other until an epidemic spread throughout Yucheng and Chong'er was unfortunately infected. She longed for her husband to return home with the young Imperial Preceptor, bringing the prescription developed by Imperial Physician Gui, and to help Chong'er change his fate. Those past events were no longer mentioned. And these four close friends, since the 28th year of Yongchang.
Live alone.
Li Yuqing knocked the teacup on the plate and stood up with a flick of his sleeves.
She only saw the daughter-in-law she had personally chosen for Ren's son. Her eyes were sparkling with tears, and she was holding her son's hand, wanting to take him away.
How unruly.
But it made her feel pity.
Li Yuqing frowned. Somehow, lately, she'd been thinking about her past with Ren Dingshan. Back then, the eldest daughter of the Li family in the capital had married Ren Dingshan, a descendant of a military commander who had served on the frontier for many years.
Yes, I have been guarding the border for many years.
People in the world are always ignorant of the suffering of others and do not understand the interests of the country.
It took Li Yuqing many years of marriage to understand that it is more difficult to be a loyal minister than a treacherous official. After the epidemic in the 13th year of Yongchang, Gao Zhi imprisoned Ren Dingshan at the border on the grounds that he had ignored the safety of the people and returned to the capital during the epidemic. He was not allowed to return to the capital without an imperial edict.
The last time she saw Ren Dingshan, she was wiping the blood off his face with an embroidered handkerchief, and the arrow wound on his chest had stopped bleeding.
"Mother."
Suddenly, the letters she was holding tightly in her hand fell all over the floor.
Li Yuqing looked up and saw a few lines of poetry written on the door not far away. It was the kind of play that young scholars in Xianyu City would use to coax their loved ones. Two crooked turtles were drawn next to the neat ink marks.
She turned and left, leaving only a faint sentence: "There are many troubles in the capital, protect the people around you."
Ren Beixi's eyes were dark. He lowered his eyes only after his mother left. He squatted on one knee and picked up the scattered letters on the ground.
Even the General's Mansion has discovered the recent unusual events in the capital. Presumably, his mother is urging him to go to the capital. The slightly hot back of his shoulder is like a silent warning.
The man touched the edge of the letter to the candle flame and burned it clean. In the corner of his eye, someone peeked in from outside the door. "Ren Beixi, the Madam said we can't leave until we have dinner. My uncle wants to know if there's anything you'd like to eat? Or does the Madam have any dishes that might suit your taste?"
The man said in a deep voice, "I don't know."
Guiyao left.
He ran back, stared at the rice paper on the back of the door, and knocked on it twice with his knuckles: "Why did you stick up the cats and dogs I drew..."
"And these two lines of sour poetry."
"The wind blows the lotus leaves, and there is no night without lotus."
The night before, he held her hand while she wrote a poem. She had clearly said she would not write anymore, but the more she wrote, the more stingy she became. She randomly picked up the pen and drew a cat's head and then a dog's head. The ink soaked in a lot of ink. When she looked up, she saw that he had written these two lines. Gui Yao blushed, got off him, and hid the paper at the foot of the bed.
How come he got it out again and stuck it on the door?
Guiyao folded the paper and threw it back on the bed.
So embarrassing.
During the time in Xiaohe Village, Guiyao, apart from occasionally going to her neighbor's house for meals, would sit on a small stool in the yard and wait for her uncle to prepare the meal.
Ren Beixi would occasionally go to help.
But ever since he served the uncooked mushrooms he had just picked from the mountains to the table, his uncle kicked him out of the kitchen and forbade him to touch the pots and pans.
At first, the only people eating in the yard were the uncle, aunt, Gui Yao herself, and Ren Beixi.
A few days later, two pairs of bowls and chopsticks appeared on the table next to the courtyard wall. Xiao Hui said that one night he was hungry and wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, but he was caught by his uncle.
Pinyue was squatting by the yard carving a stone when his aunt found out that he was holding the knife she had dropped. The two of them discussed how to use a knife with knowledge that was separated by several rivers, and after a few times they became familiar with each other.
Whenever this happens.
The separation seemed especially quiet.
A new square table was added to the yard. In the afternoon, the sun was blocked by the surrounding mountains early, there was sporadic wind, and the moon slowly hung in the sky, and finally the cats and dogs running around in the yard.
Tonight's meal was exceptionally sumptuous, and Gui Yao ate almost all of the delicious egg custard. She placed the cleaned bowl on the table, pushed aside Ren Beixiong, who tried to wipe her mouth, and snatched the handkerchief from him. The noise was so loud that Li Yuqing, who was eating intently beside her, even raised his eyes.
Someone got scared.
Not her.
Guiyao glanced at Xiaohui, who was eating with a bowl in hand in the corner. Her uncle noticed her gaze and said softly, "The green mountains remain, and the sunsets are red again."
...What are you mumbling about?
While Guiyao was adding more rice to her bowl, she secretly went to see how the lady was eating. She used to cook for the general in his mansion and heard the cook in the mansion mention that the lady's favorite dish was a whole chicken chopped into pieces, with chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, etc. The most important thing was to add potatoes, which had to be fried until slightly charred, but soft and glutinous inside.
So she instructed her uncle to fry big plate of chicken.
The effect is significant.
So, looking at the starry sky and feeling the warm yet slightly cool breeze, summer is about to end, right?
Guiyao walked into the kitchen and found that not much rice was cooked tonight, only a little was left. She thought about it and decided to leave it for the lady, so she put the bowl aside and prepared to go out, casually tidying up the slightly drooping bun on her head.
She stood in the yard, her pupils shrinking slightly, and suddenly realized that there were only a few dishes and bowls left on the table.
"Gui Yao."
She held her breath and looked back, only to see four or five Kongming lanterns rising slowly in the sky behind her.
She saw her relatives and friends standing on the roof, waving to her, and then her lover walked towards her step by step from under the eaves.
She held his hand.
In an instant, Gui Yao seemed to lose all the sounds in her ears, and she only felt her chest vibrating faster and faster, until only Ren Beixi was left in front of her.
She hugged his firm waist and abdomen, looked up, her eyes as sweet as honey under the moon, and her rosy lips slightly opened.
"What day is today?"
The man's big hand covered her earlobe, and then his face, which was slightly red from the wind, said in a deep voice with a hook: "Yaoyao's birthday."
Gui Yao was slightly startled.
It is the beginning of autumn.
She was a little stunned when Ren Beixiong half supported and half hugged her and pulled her up to the roof. Her uncle and aunt were leaning against each other on the roof. There were tears in her aunt's eyes. When she saw her coming up, she pinned the half lotus flower hidden in her palm on her head.
The lady held up a Kongming lantern and protected the flickering candlelight with one hand.
Ren Beixi took the Kongming lantern from his mother.
He bent down slightly and held Guiyao in his arms. Guiyao could only see some poems written on the thin lamp.
"As long as this year, as long as every year." She recited it softly, raised her head slightly, her palm was wrapped by the man's hand, and slowly released the Kongming lantern. She looked back, her eyes brighter than the stars in the long night.
We are gathered tonight not just to say goodbye.
Gui Yao had a dark green cloak draped over her shoulders. She sat quietly on the roof, hugging her knees and looking up at the sky. In the ancient nights, there were almost no lights visible, and in the distance, there was nothing but darkness.
"Ren Beixi, believe it or not, I am actually a star in the sky."
Her voice was a little hoarse.
The man behind her had warm palms as he fastened the thin ribbon in front of her cloak and said, "When I was young, I asked my mother where my grandfather had gone. She told me that he was a star in the sky."
"I don't believe it."
Gui Yao nudged him with her body and was held in his arms with one hand. He looked in the direction her gaze was looking, but the Kongming lanterns they had released were already out of sight in the distance.
What is she looking at.
Apart from the endless darkness, what else could she look forward to in the distance? The man's breath fell beside the slightly beating pulse in her neck.
Quiet, and let her know that he must be here.
"Ren Beixi, I'm so scared."
"I'm so scared... I'll wake up and realize this was all just a dream. I'm so scared that I won't be able to leave anything behind, and won't take anything with me."
The man's voice was like boiling water: "Guiyao, Guiyao, I will remember you forever."
Gui Yao pulled his hand and felt that he was pulling her closer to his arms. Late at night, she found a whole piece of peach blossom-shaped cake from a beautiful box beside her, took a bite, and handed it to his mouth.
"I'll treat you to birthday cake."
Guiyao made herself laugh.
Or maybe Ren Beixi saw her smile, pinched her face, and asked her, "Would you like to sit for a while? Or go downstairs and have some longevity noodles made by your uncle?"
Gui Yao nodded, but still stayed in her arms and rubbed against her for a long time. After being kissed for a long time by the man who swallowed the cake, she shrank back into the heat source in a daze.
Seeing this, Ren Beixi picked her up with one hand and jumped off the roof.
In the yard, he happened to see his mother leaving alone with a torch in hand, her back looking lonely and determined.
"A minister should serve his lord with loyalty, and a son should serve his parents with filial piety."
Ren Beixi's ears suddenly rang with Gui Yao's sweet voice that teased him the night they first met.
The clouds break and the moon comes out, playing with shadows of flowers.
He carried Guiyao in his arms back to the room, untied his cloak, had her lie on the bed, carefully covered her belly with a thin blanket, and went to the kitchen to look for his uncle.
When Guiyao woke up from the heat, there was no one in the room.
The system meowed and appeared, explaining to her seriously and responsibly, "I see that the host has some misunderstandings about the system. The system would like to explain that this system is an animal mind-reading notebook system customized exclusively for the host, Gui Yao. It will not destroy the host regardless of their wishes. After all tasks are completed, the host can choose whether to leave this world. Hmm... fell asleep?"
Being a system is really tiring. I had clearly spent a lot of money to communicate with the main god, but I didn't explain it clearly and was almost backstabbed by the main god. Fortunately, the host took it, otherwise he would really be so angry that he would meow.
“Squeak—”
The candlelight in the room was extinguished by the sound of the door opening.
Ren Beixi lowered his eyes and came in with a bowl of hot noodles. Gui Yao, who was half asleep and half awake, smelled the fragrance and stood up and lay on his back.
Her voice was sticky: "I'm hungry, husband."
The man touched her forehead and held her in his arms: "Eat some longevity noodles."
It was a little difficult to communicate with Guiyao who was still sleepy, but based on traditional concepts, Ren Beixi felt that longevity noodles must be eaten.
What's more, this bowl contains his selfish motives.
He straightened Guiyao, but his knuckles were intertwined with her small hands and he couldn't get them free, so he had to protect her waist with one hand and kissed her deeply, making her breath feel like it was swallowed up, and her fair neck was kissed until she moaned and turned red.
Gui Yao finally released him, the movement of her fingertips pushing him away seemed rather pitiful. She was awakened, and tears fell from her red eyes. "Do you have to make me cry before you let go? Is General Ren the reincarnation of some large dog?"
The man raised an eyebrow.
"General Xiao Ren?"
"Large dog, reincarnation? What does that mean?" He covered her trembling neck, and his warm breathing became more and more intense.
Guiyao woke up completely.
She had traveled to Xiaohe Village three years ago, but her uncle and aunt had never celebrated her birthday with her in such a grand manner in the past three years. At most, it was like an extra bowl of egg custard tonight. The source of this gift was even more precious, and Guiyao could not figure out how to make up for it no matter how hard she tried.
"General Xiao Ren... does that sound like a spoiled child? I thought about it for a long time and I think that's a good name."
Guiyao said while eating noodles.
Don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping? When she first met Ren Beixi, she did it consciously or unconsciously, but he broke the rule of not talking while sleeping first.
She blinked and saw the man's hand pause in undressing.
"Isn't it nice to listen to?" Gui Yao asked.
Ren Beixi didn't say anything, but he heard all the names he wanted to hear at night.
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