Nongmen fierce wife, this king depends on you

Chapter 85 Trap 1
the other side!
Two black shadows were hiding their waists in the moonlight, and one of them lowered his voice and said: "You know, today is Miss Mujin's birthday, I heard that she and her lover are going on a date at the Cross Pavilion, you say this lonely man and widow , what can you do if you are blind and blind?"

"Hey, let me just say that Miss Mujin is not an ordinary person, maybe she is the man who was in his house before, and maybe she has already made love to her."

"It's reasonable to say that, who makes people capable..."

Feng Liulang was squatting in the latrine at the moment, but the sound came from the back of his latrine, and it only took a quarter of an hour to get to the Cross Pavilion from the back of his house.

At this moment, after listening to the conversation between the two, regardless of the pain in the stomach, he took a few thin stones and scraped the back of his buttocks. Before he could even wash his hands, he put on his pants and rushed out of the toilet.

Seeing Feng Liulang leave, a figure flashed from the side of his latrine, with a successful sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Xia Mujin, after tonight, let's see how you still have the face to live in this world!"

Xia Mujin went to Damiao Mountain, the sky was completely dark, there was still some distance from the cross pavilion, the wind was clear and the moon was bright, but under the cover of the dense branches and leaves, it was still dark underneath, and there was some resentment in his heart. Let her go to the cross pavilion alone at night, if she encounters any wild beasts, she really can't stand it.

Besides...

Suddenly, my mind turned and I felt that there was something strange about this matter. I paused and turned back.

As soon as he turned around, he was led into a familiar embrace.

"I know you are timid, so you are waiting here specially!"

The wind whistled bitterly in his ears, Xia Mujin was held tightly in Shen Muhan's arms and could not move, his low and teasing voice was in his ears.

However, Shen Muhan's chin rested on the top of her head, and the tip of his nose was filled with the faint fragrance of her hair. With a big hand, a cloak was draped over Xia Mujin's shoulders.

"Uncle, this black light is blind, do you want me to catch ghosts?"

Smelling the unique scent of mint on his body, Xia Mujin became more and more awake. In the night, she raised her head slightly, met his black pupils, and asked angrily.

In the night, Shen Muhan grinned, revealing a few white and neat teeth, Xia Mujin only felt a chill down his back, this person is just so good at adapting to the occasion.

"When you come back later, you can catch two ghosts and go back!"

Shen Muhan helped her tie up the cloak, and rubbed her hair that was blown by the wind, said something inexplicable, then wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and led her to walk forward step by step.

"Uncle, are you trying to kidnap a beautiful girl?"

Xia Mujin was very familiar with the terrain of Damiao Mountain, but at this time they were heading towards Zitong Bridge, and from a distance, they heard the gurgling sound of flowing water on the small bridge.

Zitong Bridge is the only bridge in Damiao Village, and also the only concrete building. The bridge is about [-] meters long and about [-] or [-] meters wide. Under the bridge is a stream. The water of the stream is crystal clear, warm in winter and cool in summer. The weeping willows are soft and the catkins are like cotton.

She has seen it from a distance every time, but she doesn't have the leisure to appreciate that unique scenery.

And people in the village seldom go there. To put it bluntly, they are not that interested. This Damiao Mountain has mountains, waters, and green centers. The bridge and water are the same in their eyes, and they work hard to keep their own food and clothing. is the most important.

Shen Muhan led her to walk with all his attention. Although Mingyi and the others checked the way and ensured that it was safe and free from snakes, poisonous insects and the like, he still carefully protected Xia Mujin in his arms, and the tips of his ears twitched slightly, deeply Afraid of missing any abnormal sound.

When Xia Mujin said this, he raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked a little bit wrongly: "Have you considered the important things in your life?"

Xia Mujin was dumbfounded by the question, frowned and thought for a while before saying, "Well, 16 years old at the earliest, preferably 22 years old is normal!"

As soon as she said this, Shen Muhan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Sixteen, eighteen, 22...

Well, he may have to wait three years, five years, seven years, then he will be an old virgin and will be laughed at by his brothers.

But staring at her newly grown broad beans, her eyes darkened, and she resigned to her fate with a sigh.

The bright moon is shining low, the willows are dancing in the wind, the stream is gurgling, and the cool breeze is refreshing. This is Xia Mujin's first feeling when he comes to Zitong Bridge.

It's really beautiful here, especially at night.

There are mountains and waves in the distance, white fog, and it feels like being in a dream.

Can't help breaking away from Shen Muhan's embrace, trotting forward, standing in the middle of the bridge, stretching his arms and raising his head to breathe, in the moonlight, the girl's blue windbreaker swayed in the wind, and the hair that fell down from her head curled up and folded with the wind Folding black waves, the fragrance is overflowing, and she raised her head intoxicated, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

This picture seemed to be frozen in Shen Muhan's eyes.

He knew she was different.

Suddenly, he strode forward, covered her eyes with his hands, and whispered in her ear: "Today is your birthday, I promise you one thing, then, now, what you want to hear the most, Or what did you see?"

Hearing this, Xia Mujin let out a low sigh, and then her thoughts went from childhood to adulthood, to self-reliance, and then to the details of this era.

Of course, she will not expect others to give her glory, wealth, and worry-free life, and she has never dreamed of marrying a rich second generation or an official second generation. She relies on herself to create wealth with her own wisdom and hands. After thinking about it, Sideways: "Firefly, red dandelion!"

Her favorite TV series in this life is Legend of Sword and Fairy. It is so classic that she tears the pillow towel every time she thinks about it. There is no extravagant pursuit of perfection in one's life. The more ordinary you are, God will give you ordinary happiness. The more extraordinary you are, Will God test you to bear the extraordinary happiness?
Therefore, what she wants is very simple, ordinary happiness.

But seeing red dandelions has always been her dream.

red dandelion...

Listening to her clear and light words, but with infinite yearning, Shen Muhan frowned.

How does she know this?
Thinking about it, I couldn't help asking: "Why do you want to see red dandelions?"

Xia Mujin didn't think much about it, and just blurted out: "Because it represents the ends of the earth, and it will never change until death!"

Heh... Hearing this, Shen Muhan laughed softly.

Immediately after saying hello softly, he let go of his hands covering Xia Mujin's eyes.

Xia Muqin rubbed her eyes a little uncomfortable, she caught a glimpse of fluorescent lights in the corner of her vision, looked up in surprise, and saw hundreds of fireflies flying around them.

She is an ordinary person, so she is naturally easily moved. However, after traveling here, she is not allowed to cry out for pain, no matter how tired she is, she must persevere and hold on, not only for her family, but also for herself.

She was in a happy mood, and the smile on the corner of her mouth widened little by little, and finally, she met Shen Muhan's affectionate black eyes, but said lightly: "Thank you!"

The moon unknowingly hid in the clouds, and the wind blew a little violently with the night, but the fireflies flew around with the wind.

Shen Muhan waved his big hand suddenly, and a layer of black cloth slipped from the place where he caught his eyes. On a big tree, there were many fist-sized pearl balls out of thin air. The balls were all white and radiated dazzling light. It's all lit up here.

And where the dazzling light is, dots are like flocs flying with the wind.

Xia Mujin suddenly covered her mouth and shouted: "Red dandelion!"

Seeing her losing her composure, the corners of Shen Muhan's mouth curled up slightly, and he took her hand, walked to the tree, and then let her dance around in the dandelions flying all over the sky.

In fact, he wasn't sure what she liked, but one day, he saw her embroidering this pattern on the hem of his newly sewn clothes, and still outlined the bottom with thin red thread. When he returned to Kyoto, he took her Xiu's pattern was flowered, and people were asked to look through the materials, but finally found out that it was a dandelion.

As for the red dandelion, it seemed that no one had seen it before. By chance, he saw it in the biography, and tried to find it on the way back to Damiao Mountain. In the end, he really came across it.

"Hehe, uncle, thank you!"

Xia Mujin was tired from playing, so she sat on the floor, her eyes were like shining stars in the sky, she looked at Shen Muhan and expressed her sincere thanks.

Shen Muhan also walked over and sat down with his back against her, and the two chatted without saying a word.

In the end, it was not until Xia Mujin fell asleep that Shen Muhan embraced her and adjusted her to a comfortable position. Afraid that the light of Ye Mingzhu would be too dazzling, he snapped his fingers, and a black shadow floated by. The Ye Mingzhu disappeared, and he, in the darkness, just quietly watched her peaceful sleeping face...

Life, sometimes is so wonderful, among thousands of people, some people, just one glance, is a lifetime, but his Shen Muhan's life never needs to be compromised.

He likes to support her, even if the Emperor and Lao Tzu stop her, he will support her to the end no matter what.

Just like him who has lived for twenty years, he finally has his own weakness, Xia Mujin...

Here, Feng Liulang ran to the Shishi Pavilion out of breath. The night wind was bitter and whistling, but the inside of the Cross Pavilion was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers. It looks like a little bit of people.

Suddenly, he lowered his head listlessly.

But because he ran too fast, at this moment, his whole body was weak, and if he went back at this moment, he felt unwilling, and besides, he didn't have the strength to run anymore.

So, he sat down on the spot.

Fortunately, the place where I was sitting had relatively few trees, and the faint moonlight gave me a lot of courage.

I don't know how long he sat there, he seemed to have fallen asleep in a daze, but finally he was woken up by the cold, his eyes were dark, he looked up, the moon hid in the clouds at some point, and in his heart, an inexplicable hatred arose Summer Hibiscus.

She must have asked someone to say that on purpose to make him make this joke. Not far away, there was a faint light spot, Feng Liulang's heart tightened, he sat up from the ground, and ran along the same path.

(End of this chapter)