Chapter 15: There is a hint of ambiguity
"Second brother too." Lu Mingchao waved with a smile.
Lu Yao turned around, took two steps and then stopped. "You decided to marry Xie Yan, and I support you." "If Xie Yan breaks his promise and treats you coldly in the future, or if he becomes fat and ugly in middle age, we will divorce him."
"As long as you stand high enough, you can do whatever you want."
Lu Mingchao: ...
"Lu Yao!" Yunniang opened the door curtain, holding the bamboo pole tightly in her hand, and angrily asked, "What did you teach Chaochao?"
"It's itchy, isn't it?"
In the yard, the snow on the dead trees fell down.
Lu Mingchao felt soft and warm at the sight of Lu Yao running away with his head in his hands and Yunniang swinging a bamboo pole with great vigor.
The courtyard was quiet again.
Maybe she was born without the problem of being attached to her bed. Except for being a little cold, she had a sleepless night as soon as she touched the pillow.
Amid the crowing of roosters in the early morning, the first light of dawn appeared in the sky. The soft light of heaven, accompanied by the chilly breeze, quietly entered the house through the slightly loose gaps in the window, making Lu Mingchao's real feeling of traveling through the book even stronger.
I have traveled through a book. I have really traveled through a book.
Perhaps she is the one who adapts the fastest among the book travelers.
For a moment, Lu Mingchao didn't know whether he should feel that he was rude or feel relieved.
Every time leaving the quilt in winter is a challenge to one's own perseverance, and Lu Mingchao hesitated for a long time.
It was not until the sky grew brighter and the sound of chopping wood, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the clear and unique voice of reciting books came from the yard that Lu Mingchao endured the cold, wrapped himself tightly in layer after layer of clothes, and walked out of the house.
Should I persuade my family to build a kang?
Lu Mingchao was thinking about this and that.
I don't know when the wind and snow stopped, and the sun was hanging dimly in the sky.
"elder sister."
As soon as the door opened, Lu Xin's handsome face with red lips and white teeth came into view.
Lu Mingchao was thinking mysteriously that other people go out to see happiness, but she went out to see beauty.
Tsk, that's a good sign.
"Xiao Xin, good morning." Lu Mingchao pinched Lu Xin's frozen red face.
Lu Xin rubbed Lu Mingchao's palm. If he had a tail, it would definitely wag it with joy.
"Sister, I made a snowman." Lu Xin naturally took Lu Mingchao's arm, intimately and affectionately. This scene was like the flow of time, as if yesterday's meeting could outweigh years of memories.
Many times, a clear and simple mind can more keenly and directly distinguish between good intentions and bad intentions.
Lu Mingchao looked in the direction of Lu Xin's finger and saw a cute snowman standing next to a dead tree in the yard. The snowman's head was cleverly wrapped with a circle of old cloth, which swayed in the cold wind, looking quite funny.
Lu Mingchao: ...
"Is this me?"
Lu Mingchao touched his forehead and asked in a lost voice.
Lu Xin raised his chin slightly as if to take credit, and said seriously, "Sister, it looks good."
"As pretty as a snowman."
Lu Mingchao took a deep breath and said, "Sister is pretty, and the snowman is pretty too. I like them very much."
Looking at Lu Xin's rosy little face and icy little hands, she couldn't say anything bad.
"Mom, I told you that my sister would like it." Lu Xin raised his voice, his joy evident in his words.
As the tepid sun rose higher and higher, Changxi Village suddenly became quiet and fully alive.
Smoke from cooking fires wafted in the air, the smell of burning firewood made one feel as if one could smell the warmth and tranquility of home. The sounds coming from the children playing and laughing, mixed with the gentle rebukes and loving encouragements of their parents, were also heard.
Lu Mingchao was somewhat obsessed with this kind of simple and pure worldly atmosphere.
Xie Yan came at this time.
"Uncle Lu, Aunt Lu."
Xie Yan looked a little restrained, not as calm and composed as he was last night, and he didn't know where to put his nervous hands.
Last night, after walking through the snow, one step deep and one step shallow, I returned home. My heart was filled with complicated and unfamiliar emotions. I tossed and turned and could not sleep all night.
If he had not been worried about coming too early and disturbing the Lu family, he might have been waiting there since daybreak.
"Xiao Xie, you're here." Yunniang greeted warmly.
The last bit of reluctance in my heart disappeared after Lu Mingchao's explanation.
The more the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes him.
Not to mention, Xie Yan was good-looking and came from a well-off family.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"Auntie has steamed some big cakes. You can have some. Bring some back for Qian'er and the others when you go back."
"Auntie steams a lot."
Xie Yan's face turned red again.
He no longer looks like a cool and tough hunter.
Lu Mingchao smiled secretly.
This contrast is really annoying to her.
"Auntie, I've already eaten, no need to trouble you." Xie Yan's clear voice trembled slightly.
"It's not a big deal, Chaochao, just entertain them first." Yunniang said indifferently.
Then, the sound of cutting vegetables could be heard in the kitchen.
Hearing this, Lu Mingchao cleared his throat and hid his deep smile.
"Xie Yan."
Xie Yan quickly stepped forward, took out a white porcelain bottle, and handed it to Lu Mingchao, "Mingchao, this is the medicine I got before. It should be useful for the injury on your forehead."
The white porcelain vase shimmers in the morning light, and it's obvious at first glance that it's worth a fortune.
A hint of doubt and curiosity emerged in the depths of Lu Mingchao's eyes.
Xie Yan's family background might be even richer than anyone in Changxi Village thought.
In the book, was Xie Yan, who was abandoned by his original owner and whose whereabouts were unknown, really just a rough hunter at the foot of the mountain?
But he is indeed just a cannon fodder with very little mention.
Pursing his red lips slightly, Lu Mingchao took the white porcelain bottle.
After all, it's Xie Yan's kindness, it's hard to reject it.
"Xie Yan, the injury on my forehead wasn't serious to begin with, and it's almost healed now, so you don't have to worry too much."
"That's good."
For the first time, Xie Yan felt that his tongue was so stupid, so he had no choice but to continue taking things out.
Another heavy purse was pressing on Lu Mingchao's palm.
Lu Mingchao frowned. It is an eternal truth that men who pay money are the most attractive.
"Aren't you afraid of emptying your family's savings?"
If Xie Yan met someone with ulterior motives, he might be coaxed into losing everything.
Fortunately, she is not short of gold and silver.
On the first floor of the Space Supermarket, there is a glittering old gold shop.
"It can't be empty." Xie Yan said seriously.
"Then I will also prepare a gift for you." Lu Mingchao twisted a broken hair on Xie Yan's shoulder and "reached out."
The broken hair was wrapped around Xie Yan's fingers and Lu Mingchao tied a knot.
Xie Yan was puzzled, but he did not rush to ask.
He just made up his mind not to let Ming Chao's delicate and tender hands get weathered after she married him.
"You'll know on the wedding day." Lu Mingchao blinked and kept the secret.
Xie Yan nodded, his earlobes red, "Okay."
"Tomorrow, I'll go help Uncle Lu chop firewood."
Xie Yan walked hurriedly, as if something ferocious was chasing and biting him from behind.
Lu Mingchao curled his lips. Is she that scary?
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