After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 62 He Can't Participate in the Past
Shu Nong wiped his face, and she could clearly see Yan Changan's smile after successfully counterattacking.

She puffed her cheeks slightly, then immediately squatted down, curled up a snowball as big as two fists with both hands, and threw it towards Yan Chang'an with all her might.

Yan Chang'an didn't dodge much, he was hit by the snowball on his calf, and quickly rolled up the snowball.

These two people had a relationship, you hit me on the head, I threw it on your face, the cold snow fell into the collar, and I didn't feel cold at all.

Snowflakes splashed everywhere, the two figures chased after each other, Yan Chang'an had a persistent smile on his lips, but Shu Nong's cheerful laughter echoed in the backyard without any hesitation.

Yan Chang'an has never seen such a bright expression on Shu Nong's face. Her eyes are bright and clear, and she can laugh whenever she wants to. She has no scruples or incomprehensible emotions, and she doesn't seem to have any troubles.

The snowball that hit him suddenly passed through his body.

Yan Changan's right hand holding the snowball trembled, and looking down, the snowball in his hand passed through his palm and landed almost at the same time, splashing in all directions.

He pursed his lips, suddenly revealed a bit of panic and helplessness, and raised his eyes to look at Shu Nong.

But she was still in high spirits, she lowered her head and made a small snowball in the palm of her hand, raised her head and slammed it towards him fiercely.

Yan Changan's heartbeat quickened a little, and he couldn't move half a step away. He stood there in a daze, watching helplessly as the snowball fell through his body.

He lowered his eyes, and the disappointment hadn't accumulated yet, but suddenly there was a sound of hitting behind him.

Yan Changan was stunned, someone trotted across his body, holding three snowballs in his arms, while avoiding Shu Nong's attack, he smiled and smashed the snowballs in his arms one by one.

"oops."

Shu Nong raised his hand to dodge the snowball he threw at him, quickly rolled up two snowballs from the ground, and chased and hit him: "Ren Lin, you are not allowed to run!"

Yan Chang'an stood in the same place ridiculously, watching Ren Lin and Shu Nong chasing and fighting, slightly distracted.

They were tired from playing in the snow, they sat on the ground to rest, Ren Lin was dexterous, and during the rest time, he built a small snowman for her, which made Shu Nong smile, and sat in front of the snowman for a long time to play.

The snow was getting heavier, Ren Lin wanted to take Shu Nong away, Yan Chang'an didn't hesitate this time, and stepped up to follow.

Just like before, his footsteps landed, and the scene in front of him collapsed, and he was placed in the long river of time again, looking at the figure of Song Lin who was still called Ren Lin in his memory on both sides.

Childhood sweethearts, no guesses.

Shu Nong likes to drink a bowl of frozen sour plum soup after practicing sword. No matter whether it is winter or summer, Song Lin prepares the soup one day in advance and freezes it in the freezer. , Sour plum soup arrived in front of you.

When Song Lin's emotions fluctuated, he would cry uncontrollably. It wasn't that he was so fragile that he was about to cry at every turn. Shu Nong knew that he was in this situation, but every time he encountered Song Lin's tears, he would still be in a hurry and use all his strength. Solve the number to make him happy.

From the memory flowing on both sides of Yan Changan, he also saw the disciples of the Shu family gathered together, occasionally talking about the relationship between Shu Nong and Song Lin, and in their mouths, Ren Lin went down the mountain to buy what Shu Nong wanted to eat; Shu Nong wanted to read the script, so he took out the spirit stones he had saved, and asked the owner of the bookstore at the foot of the mountain to send a copy of the new script to Shu's house every month; it was said that Shu Nong went down the mountain to practice and lost his way, and was haunted by monsters and monsters. When he was in the forest, he entered the forest alone with everyone in the Shu family on his back, slaughtered most of the monsters and monsters, and when he finally came out, he was almost half alive. He only cried with joy when he heard that Shu Nong had never entered the forest.

All that they said was the past that Yan Changan could not participate in, and could only glimpse from this illusion.

Some disciples said that Ren Lin was the future husband carefully selected and cultivated by the head of the family and his wife for his daughter.

Another disciple said that Ren Lin himself is very talented, what if he disagrees?

Shu Nong's senior brother and sister said with a smile: Do you disagree?Then even if we are bound, we will also tie up the little junior sister.

Yan Chang'an looked up and saw Song Lin kneeling in front of Shu Nong's father in the picture, listening to Shu Nong's father say his request.

He demanded that if Song Lin was willing to guard Shu Nong, he would always be by her side. If Shu Nong was willing to marry him, he would become a Taoist couple with Shu Nong. You have to guard Shu Nong all the time to prevent her from having a second choice after she divorces her lover one day.

In other words, Patriarch Shu wants to train Shu Nong to be a lifelong guard, and Song Lin wants to guard Shu Nong until she is willing to become a Taoist partner with him.

This is an excessive request, and Patriarch Shu himself understands it, but after all, he cared about the morality of the immortal sect, and he never forced him to repay his kindness. He only asked him if he was willing. The second method.

The so-called second method is to train a "Song Lin" for Shu Nong every once in a while.

It's just that he didn't use the second method in the end, Song Lin, who was kneeling in front of him, was willing.

He knelt in front of Patriarch Shu and said that he was willing to tie up the rest of his life with Shu Nong.

Yan Changan pursed his lips, unexplainable emotions spread in his heart, but fortunately, the memories related to Song Lin finally slowly flowed behind him.

The dazzling light struck again, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already a new Shu Nong.

Her face was very close to the Shu Nong in Yan Changan's memory, wearing a red dress, practicing sword under a big tree.

During the movement, the sword energy was self-contained, ready to go, where the sword passed, the wind was blowing, and the falling leaves were cut into two by the sword energy. She pursed her lips slightly, her eyes were sharp, and there was a faint hint of sharpness .

He remembered that someone said, Shu Wen once said that his younger sister was extremely talented and an excellent swordsman, and also bluntly said that if Shu Nong was there, the three of them would definitely be able to bring the Shu family to a new peak.

Unfortunately, things backfired, Shu Nong left and helped the Shu family in another way.

Shu Nong's gaze never stopped at him.

She should not be able to see him, Yan Changan thought.

He sat down beside the stone table not too far away, watching Song Lin approaching slowly with a food box not far away, stopped in front of him, gently placed the food box on the stone table, and brought it out from inside A bowl of steaming sour plum soup.

Just as Shu Nong put away his sword, he jumped over joyfully, picked up the porcelain bowl and drank, sighed contentedly, and rolled his eyes with a smile: "It's really delicious."

Song Lin laughed, and took out another plate of delicate pastries from the food box: "Uncle Xu made them, and made them a little sweeter just for you."

Shu Nong immediately beamed with joy, put the sword on the stone table, took the handkerchief Song Lin handed over to wipe his hands, and picked out the cakes on the plate while talking to Song Lin: "Yesterday Uncle Xu called you over to this one?"

"No."

Song Lin sat down opposite her, stared at Shu Nong's eyebrows, and smiled, "He said that I am your foster husband, since you like eating these sour and sweet foods so much, ask me if you want to learn how to cook them like him?" Some, in the future, I will be a Taoist companion who can grab Madam's stomach."

(End of this chapter)