Chapter 144 The Man Who Sacrificed in the Dream

“Little sister, although your brother-in-law comes from a poor family and you two were married by the emperor, you can tell from the last banquet that he cherishes you very much. He has achieved what he has today by risking his life. You must cherish the love he gives you and live a good life.

Although you have just got married, you still have to be careful. Although you don't have parents-in-law above you, and you don't have brothers and sisters-in-law at home, and you are the master of your own house, you can't be too willful. If you want the relationship between husband and wife to last, it is never based on temporary love, but also on responsibility. "Lin Wan said.

Lin Nuan's character in the game is indeed a pampered and somewhat willful little girl. She doesn't mind Lin Wan's nagging, but feels quite comfortable with it. This is the care of family members.

She knew in her heart that Lin Wan said these things from the bottom of her heart, which made her, who had no brothers or sisters since childhood, experience the feeling of having brothers and sisters worrying about her in the game.

Lin Nuan agreed with a smile, "Don't worry, second sister! I am a little willful, but I also like good people! I know that the general is good to me, and I will be good to him too."

Lin Wan patted her hands and smiled with relief and satisfaction.

"Okay, I'm glad you understand. I won't let you go home after being out for quite some time today. If it's too late, your second brother-in-law will be worried. If you can't find the medical book, don't worry. Just look for it slowly. I won't be afraid to see a doctor anymore. I will ask around and find a doctor, so don't worry about me."

Those things were all in Lin Nuan's mind, and she had only brought up the medical book as an excuse.

"Okay, when I find it, I'll copy it down and send it to you and Big Sister."

The two parted on the street. Lin Nuan returned to the general's mansion, but Xiao Jingyan had not returned yet.

She simply went to the study. The methods she had mentioned before to make it easier to conceive were all what she had seen on her mobile phone while watching short videos. All she had to do was write them down according to the precautions above.

She had important things to do, so she temporarily put aside the matter of the lot. His motto was that if you can't figure something out, just put it aside, because you will figure it out eventually.

But when she saw the brush, she was at a loss again. She tried to write two words, and felt that the ones scratched by chicken claws looked better than hers.

Chunmei watched from the side with her eyes wide open.

Lin Nuan immediately felt a little guilty. She coughed twice and explained seriously, "I haven't written for a long time and I'm a little rusty. Chen Mei, go find me a thinner piece of burned charcoal."

Fortunately, Chunmei was an easy girl to fool. After listening to her sophistry, I found it quite reasonable. I didn't doubt her at all and went to look for charcoal obediently.

He quickly took out a piece of charcoal that was about the same thickness as a brush.

Lin Nuan cut the charcoal into the shape of a pencil, which she felt was much more comfortable to hold than a brush, and the words she wrote looked much better.

"Miss, you are so amazing. You can actually write with charcoal, and your handwriting is so beautiful. Moreover, writing with charcoal requires much less effort than writing with a brush. You don't even need to grind ink. If children from poor families can write with charcoal, they can save a lot of money!" Chunmei said excitedly.

It is true that in ancient times, pens, ink, paper and inkstones were very expensive, and even ordinary people could not afford them, so it was particularly difficult to support a scholar.

If charcoal pencils could be produced in large quantities, it would indeed save scholars a considerable amount of money.

If she could live in this era for a long time and do some research, she might be able to develop the pencil in advance.

However, even if it is researched, it may not be able to be implemented. After all, everyone still uses brushes, so using charcoal instead of brushes is not an easy thing to do.

Lin Nuan glanced at the charcoal pencil in her hand and said, "There will be such a day in the future."

She spent more than an hour writing while recalling, and filled two large pages with fluent writing. After she finished, she copied a copy and put them in two envelopes.

I stretched my body and adjusted my stiff neck. I realized that it was already dark without me noticing. The candles were already lit. I didn't know when Xiao Jingyan came back, and I didn't know where Chunmei had gone.

Looking at Xiao Jingyan who was sitting on the couch opposite the desk reading a book, he asked, "When did you come back?"

Xiao Jingyan put down the book in his hand and walked over.

"I saw that you were writing very seriously, so I didn't let Chunmei disturb you. I asked her to leave. What were you writing just now?"

"My second sister has been married for a year and still hasn't gotten pregnant. It's not easy to find a female doctor. I remember watching some short videos and saw some precautions for pregnancy preparation, so I thought of writing them down for her. My eldest sister also asked me for a copy when she heard about it, so I wrote two copies and plan to send them to them tomorrow."

Lin Nuan said this and pointed to the two envelopes on the desk.

Xiao Jingyan rubbed her shoulders, which were a little sore from sitting for a long time, and started talking about their trip to the temple during the day.

Lin Nuan told him about how she had drawn the same fortune stick twice, and Xiao Jingyan said jokingly, "It seems that our marriage is destined by God. I will go to that temple to pray if I have the chance."

It's true that fate is amazing.

Since that day, Lin Nuan always had a dream at night. At first, the scene in the dream seemed like a ceremony. As the dream became clearer, she saw clearly that the ceremony in the dream was like an ancient sacrificial ceremony. There was a man in the center of the altar, but every time she could only see the back of the man and could not see his face at all.

Until Qin Mengxue appeared, the plot was the same, but this time Lin Nuan fainted after being pushed by her.

This time, Lin Nuan saw clearly the face of the man offering sacrifice in the center of the altar, and then she was awakened by fright.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Xiao Jingyan's concerned eyes, which overlapped with the face in my mind.

Seeing her frightened look and sweating profusely, Xiao Jingyan asked anxiously, "Nuannuan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Lin Nuan shook her head. "It's okay. I just had a nightmare. I'll be fine after a rest."

Xiao Jingyan wiped the sweat off her forehead. "The doctor came to see you just now and said that you have been worrying too much recently and need to rest well. It's all my fault that I haven't noticed your emotions recently. I care too little about you. Are you worried about something?"

Lin Nuan thought about it and decided to tell Xiao Jingyan about the dream she had been having every night since she came back from the temple that day.

"You know what? I feel that dream is very real, and every time I have that dream, I feel very heartbroken."