Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 940
Probably because of Xiao Ye's words, when Shen Jin handed the prepared maltose that Xiao Tiantian loved to eat in front of Xiao Tiantian during the meal, Xiao Tiantian swallowed her saliva, and then resolutely turned away from her own Xiaotian. head.

Su Mengchen held Xiao Tiantian in one hand, served Song Wan with vegetables in the other, and said, "Eat more."

Xiao Tiantian turned and turned along Su Mengchen's chopsticks, and when she turned and turned again, she raised her head and did not forget to take a look at Su Mengchen's face, then swallowed her saliva, and with a "gudong", the whole table fell silent.

Xiao Ye covered her face and said to Lian Xuan: "Sister Lian Xuan, your son will not want Xiao Tiantian in the future, right?"

Lian Xuan said, "I don't know if it's a boy or a girl yet."

Song Wanzhi looked at Xiao Tiantian's appearance, then picked something soft and sticky on the table, and brought it to Xiao Tiantian's mouth: "Uncle likes to eat sweet little girls."

Xiao Tiantian blinked her eyes at Su Mengchen.

Su Mengchen looked at Song Wanzhi with a smile, then nodded.

With Su Mengchen's appearance, Xiao Tiantian hurriedly opened her mouth, swallowed Song Wanzhi's food, and then opened her mouth again, looking at Maltose eagerly.

Lian Xuan smiled and said, "Xiao Tiantian is similar to Xiao Ye in this respect."

Saya snorted.

Shen Jin put the picked crab meat on Xiao Ye's plate, and replied lightly: "En."

Xiao Ye glared at Shen Jin.

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

At night, although Xiao Tiantian insisted not to let go of Su Mengchen's words, she finally fell into a deep sleep. Xiaoye stretched out her hand and carefully took Xiao Tiantian from Su Mengchen's hand, then shook her, Then he entered the room softly and put her down before leaving the room.

Being a mother, no matter what, she still looks like a mother.

Song Wanzhi said: "Ah Xuan is pregnant with a child, she should take a good rest, Xiao Ye, go and rest too, we will talk about it tomorrow."

After everyone listened, they just dispersed.

At night, Song Wanzhi lay beside Su Mengchen, turned around and looked at him: "Xiao Tiantian is so cute."

Su Mengchen was also looking at her.

A candle was shining from outside, and the silhouette of the man became more and more distinct. He stretched out his hand and landed on the girl's face: "It's my husband's fault."

Song Wanzhi didn't know: "Huh?"

Seeing the girl's beautiful eyes, Su Mengchen leaned over and smiled softly: "I'm not working hard enough for my husband."

Song Wanzhi blushed when she heard it, but she had a secret hope in her heart, she looked at Su Mengchen: "What will our child be like?"

Su Mengchen's hand passed through her cheek, held her face in his cup, and pressed it against her, smelling each other's breath.

"What do you want?"

That shallow breath was like a flower in midsummer, and it unfolded inch by inch with the breeze, and she smiled: "Well, whatever is fine."

As long as it is their child.

Su Mengchen gently held her into his arms, and put his lips against her forehead. After a long time, he said: "...For me, it's best if you like her."

However, he couldn't even show that love.

Song Wanzhi pulled his underwear, paused, and then asked: "Mengchen, 25 years old, how long?"

Life is diminished in each other's years, and for them birth is nothing but awakening.

Even though Song Wanzhi already felt that Su Mengchen's body and strength had improved a little bit, and the stability brought by Su Mengchen made it impossible for her to think of the natural barrier, but in the end, she couldn't help but ask.

Su Mengchen bit her ear: "Wanzhi, do you want me to tell the truth?"

Song Wanzhi's hand suddenly tightened and trembled slightly.

Su Mengchen hugged her even deeper: "Don't worry. Wanzhi, what if I hurt you?"

Song Wanzhi pressed against his chest, closed her eyes and smiled: "How did you hurt me?"

Su Mengchen said: "Actually, the blood essence of the dragon has another function. It is not just perception. When I gave you the blood essence of the dragon, I had already taken the blood essence of the golden dragon in the Dragon Valley in advance. That's why you and I are connected. This kind of connection also includes life. That is to say, your life and my life are originally one. Therefore, if I can only live for 25 years, I'm afraid I have to borrow your birthday from you."

When Song Wanzhi heard this, she immediately stood up from Su Mengchen's body, her eyes were shining with joy: "Really?"

Su Mengchen pulled her into his arms: "Really."

Song Wanzhi barely suppressed her heartbeat, and then hugged Su Mengchen tightly: "That's great."

The uneasiness that had been lurking in the deepest part of my heart these days seemed to collapse instantly, and those worries disappeared in such a passage.

Su Mengchen said in a low voice: "However, I will still try my best to break through."

Song Wanzhi smiled softly: "Well, Mengchen, we still have a long, long time, we are going to farther and farther places, we will stop and rest when we are tired from walking, there is a hut, and we will cultivate a field. "

Su Mengchen tilted her head, put her chin on her head, and smiled: "I'll farm for you."

Song Wanzhi also smiled: "I can only cook for you."

Both of them laughed lightly.

"Go to sleep." Su Mengchen said.

Song Wanzhi closed her eyes and rubbed against his arms with a smile.

Su Mengchen lowered her head, wrapped the girl in her arms, and took a deep look at the girl in her arms.

Very, very long years.

-

When she woke up the next day, Song Wanzhi began to prepare things for Lianxuan. Without even thinking about it, Song Wanzhi took out the unicorn blood that she had on her body. She put it in her sleeve properly.

In fact, the cut unicorn blood was prepared for Xiao Xueyi just in case, but he didn't expect it to be useful here.

But Lianxuan's body used the unicorn blood too much, so Song Wanzhi ground the unicorn blood into powder, then took a part of it and put it in the anti-fetal medicine, and then boiled it slowly with a slow fire for Lianxuan to drink. Then apply acupuncture to let the Qilin writing slowly blend into it.

Lian Xuan watched from the side, and saw a faint golden light glowing from Lian Xuan's body, under Song Wanzhi's needle, the golden light seemed to be alive and slowly passed through Lian Xuan's body.

Song Wanzhi is now at the pinnacle of the semi-saint, he stroked Lianxuan's body with a needle, and could even feel the sound of the little fetus jumping.

She pulled out the needle and held Lian Xuan's hand: "It's okay, A Xuan, he will be a very healthy child."

After hearing this, Lian Xuan smiled and nodded, then fell into a deep sleep.

Song Wanzhi instructed: "Let Axuan sleep a little longer, sweat a little, and then it's almost over."

Lian Xuan nodded: "Thank you."

Song Wanzhi stood up, stopped bothering her, and walked out, only to see Su Mengchen standing there looking at her.

"What's wrong? Mengchen?" Song Wanzhi asked.

Su Mengchen held her hand: "It's nothing."

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Sometimes when I think about it, we can save people while walking in the future."

Su Mengchen said: "Well, as long as you like it."

For the next half a month, everyone was together, even the reunion in Song Kingdom was not always dedicated because of many things.However, at this moment, all my thoughts have been resolved, and the sky seems to be broad.

On the last night, Xiao Ye also called Mo Xiaoxing and Murong Bai over. When they saw Song Wanzhi, they were very excited and happy. Although they had been separated for many years, their friendship was still old.

There is a feeling that not seeing each other in one day is like three autumns, but there is another feeling that not seeing three autumns is like a day every other day.

After such a long time, there is a group of people around when you turn around, and it seems that it has never changed.

Everyone drank until the sky was dark, and at the end, Xiao Ye knocked on the bowls and chopsticks with her chopsticks, yelling loudly, but she didn't know what she was yelling. say something.

In the end, Xiao Ye fell into Song Wanzhi's arms and said, "Sister, you and big brother have been away for a long time, don't forget to come back and see me."

Song Wanzhi reached out and touched her slightly sweaty temples, then nodded: "Sister will be back."

Xiaoye no longer wants to stay.

Sometimes, I probably already know that life is always parting.

The night was dark, and the first snow fell in the winter, and it fell coolly on Song Wanzhi's cheeks.

She looked up, looked at the person lying on the table, and turned to look at Su Mengchen.

The two smiled at each other.

Shen Jin carried Xiao Ye back, Xiao Tiantian fell asleep and was taken away by the nanny, Lian Xuan was also drunk, leaning on Lian Xuan's shoulder, but her eyes became more and more clear.

Song Wanzhi looked at Su Mengchen and said, "I'm going to see brother Xueyi, and we'll leave after we finish."

Su Mengchen held her hand and said after a long while, "Why don't you wait?"

Song Wanzhi raised his eyes to look at him.

Su Mengchen lowered her head and kissed her hand: "Wait until after New Year's Eve. I want to spend a good time with you, just the two of us."

Song Wanzhi was stunned, but seeing the man lowered his head, his satin-like hair fell on her hands, bringing a head-turning coolness, she also lowered her head and smiled, "Okay."

I spend New Year's Eve with you, every year, I spend with you.

-

The two bid farewell to Xiao Ye and the others, and Lian Xuan and Lian Xuan also followed back to the Song Kingdom.

Su Mengchen took Song Wanzhi back to Xishan.

That's where they first met.

It was already snowing heavily in Chen country, and the horse's hoof fell on the snow, leaving a deep hoof print, and the snow powder was splashed when it was thrown.

From a distance, you can see Xishan and the small town. The poplar trees at the entrance of the village are still standing upright, full of snow, hanging with streamers, and there are thousands of lights in the night.

The two walked up the mountain on the thick snow, and Xiao Bai couldn't hold back his excitement for a long time.

The hut is still standing in the wind and snow, but the fields that were originally planted outside are already covered with weeds, and there are plum trees everywhere on the west mountain, which just appear to have buds.

The footprints of the two of them stepped on the snow without any trace. Song Wanzhi turned her head, looked at the world covered in silver, and smiled slightly.

Su Mengchen pushed open the door, then turned around and stretched out her hand: "Wan Zhi, come here."

Come.

She reached out and handed it to his.

He holds.

This really is a world with only the two of them.

Two people brew tea under the plum tree, watch the snow on the cliff, and drop chess pieces under the lamp.

He told her about the past, and took her to search for those unique scenery in the small place of Xishan. This small place seemed to have a different flavor, and the two of them sometimes went out without an umbrella. , came back with a head of snow falling all over the ground.

The two reclaimed the small piece of land in front of the door again, and then went to the town below to buy some radishes to plant. Because the sun came out for a few days, green crops emerged, which was really cute.

When Song Wanzhi was sewing, Su Mengchen took a brush and outlined the girl's form with each stroke. Song Wanzhi walked over, looked at the lifelike portrait, and said with a little regret: "It's a pity that I don't know how to draw."

Su Mengchen put down the paintbrush, then reached out and pulled her into his arms, put his chin on her shoulder, and said close to her ear: "If you have someone like me, you don't need to draw. But it's better to be like you."

Xiao Bai, A'Zhu, and the little mouse nestled there, raised their eyes to look at them, and then curled up and fell asleep again.

Later on, when Song Wanzhi thought of these days, what she remembered was only the fire surrounded by the two of them, the bowl of porridge when she woke up in the morning, and the time when he bowed his head and gently rubbed her fingers. The first bunch of plums you can see when you wake up in the morning.

When New Year's Eve was approaching, the two of them brought Xiaobai and the three of them down the mountain together, preparing to do some shopping.

Walking on the mountain road, I saw an old man leaning on a cane, leading an old dog in one hand, and carrying a lot of firewood, going down the mountain road with difficulty.

When Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen saw it, they immediately walked up.

When Song Wanzhi saw the old man, his heart stabbed for a moment.

The old man's eyes knew he couldn't see at a glance. The old dog in front also bowed his bony body and used his paws to scrape away the snow and ice accumulated in front of him. No matter what, he couldn't move, and he was a little anxious for a while.

There was a relieved smile on the old man's old face, and the creases slowly piled up: "Heizi, take your time, don't sail. Grandpa will get you something to eat when you get back."

The old dog barked, then wagged its tail and scratched vigorously with its paws.

This mountain road is extremely difficult for ordinary young people to come up, but this old man and old dog are struggling to move forward on this snow-covered mountain road.

Song Wanzhi stepped forward and called out, "Grandpa."

Hearing the sound suddenly, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Recently, my ears have become more and more ineffective, and I can't even hear people coming. Why is the little girl here? Come down the mountain quickly. Here It's very dangerous, follow me, little girl, don't fall."

Song Wanzhi was grateful but sore from the bottom of her heart. She said, "Grandpa, I'm fine. Come, let us help you."

Su Mengchen stepped forward and said, "I'll help you."

The old man wanted to decline, but Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Your Heizi's claws are about to bleed."

Hearing this, the old man paused for a moment, and then gave Su Mengchen the bundle of firewood on his back.

Song Wanzhi supported the old man, and walked down the mountain step by step.

The old man held the old dog by his hand, panting slightly, and said, "For so many years, this dog has followed me. Hey, I can't even give him a full meal, but Heizi still hasn't Leaving me behind is really hard."

Song Wanzhi looked at the skinny old dog and said, "This is a good dog. You must be very kind to him. He will reciprocate his kindness."

The old man laughed: "I don't care about it, it's just that if I have a mouthful of food, he will have a mouthful."

Song Wanzhi supported him and said, "Old man, in such a cold day and such a slippery mountain road, why do you still go to the mountain to get firewood?"

The old man said with a smile: "It will be New Year's Eve soon. After a few days of good weather and not too cold, I went to the mountain to collect some firewood, and I will be fine after this winter. This dog has been with me for more than ten years. In the beginning, I almost lost my life when I went up the mountain, but fortunately there were sunspots, but there were fewer of them later.”

"Where's your family?" Song Wanzhi asked.

"Family?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Heizi is my family."

Song Wanzhi listened, looked at the old man's open-minded but not sad face, and didn't ask any more questions.

Heizi is his family, where is his wife?Where is his son?The old man in front of him is blind and cannot eat three meals a day. He has gone through many difficulties in his life, but he is still living happily.

This is life.

The two sent the old man back home. The old man's home was in the corner of Yang Town. There were several dilapidated houses. Don't look forward to life.

Su Mengchen put the firewood into the house for the old man, Song Wanzhi looked at the deserted house, and then at Su Mengchen.

Su Mengchen nodded with a smile.

Song Wanzhi said to the old man, "Grandpa, neither of us spends New Year's Eve together, would you like us to be with you?"

Hearing this, the old man laughed: "Okay! I still have a chicken. Tomorrow's New Year's Eve, let's kill it and eat it!"

Song Wanzhi said: "Keep the chicken, I'll cook you a meal."

On New Year's Eve, Song Wanzhi cut the window grilles, Su Mengchen pasted the couplets and cooked some dishes.

The fire in the room was warm, and the three of them were sitting at the table. Song Wanzhi gave the old man some meat. He was afraid that the old man's teeth would be bad, so he stewed it so badly that it melted in one bite.

The old man was very happy: "Over the past ten years, today is the happiest I've ever been."

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "In the future, if we have a chance, we will come to celebrate the New Year with you."

The old man waved his hands and smiled: "Forget it, one day is enough! You juniors, stay together and have fun! I touched the sunspot yesterday and saw that its teeth are not working well. I'm afraid it's the same as me. There is not much time left! I have tasted all the sour, sweet and bitter in my life. I have no regrets. Today is very good! Very good!"

Song Wanzhi listened, took a short meal, and then took some food for the old man: "The days are still long, take your time."

The old man laughed loudly: "Go slowly! Go slowly! Haha!"

Afraid that the old man's taste would be bland, Song Wanzhi added more salt to the dishes, but the old man had long since lost his sense of taste, listening to Song Wanzhi's words telling him to eat more, he said cheerfully: "It's delicious! "

Xiaobai gnawed on a piece of meat, raised his head and thought: Hmph!Can the things made by the man of the man and the woman of the man of the man be delicious?
(End of this chapter)