The wealth of rebirth is deep in the mountains

Chapter 135

There was silence in the yard for a moment, a man in black appeared out of nowhere, respectfully knelt down in front of Xiaomi, presented a small box with both hands, kowtowed and disappeared in an instant.

Xiaomi was startled, holding the box in his hand and felt it was funny again, and added to the empty yard, "There is spicy rabbit kneading left in the stove cage, remember to eat it earlier."

After all, she hurried back to the house without waiting for a response, and waited until Aunt Han heard the noise and opened the door, and there was no movement in the yard except Beifeng.

On the big kang in the main room, blue and white sapphires have already helped to lay out the quilt. Inside the snow-white quilt, there is a quilt embroidered with large camellia flowers, and soft down pillows of the same color. They look clean without the enthusiasm of a girl. vitality.

Next to the quilt is a small carved table with paper, ink, brush and inkstone, an open account book, a long-necked crane candlestick, and a candle that is burning, faintly emitting green smoke.

Xiaomi opened the small box by candlelight, her fingers trembling slightly from nervousness.

A red gold bead flower inlaid with rice pearls appeared so shyly under the candlelight. The little pearls shone with light because of the candlelight, like the brightest stars in the summer night.Xiaomi fell in love with it almost immediately, picked it up and looked it over carefully, and felt that there was something weird about the bead flower, but she struggled to survive in her previous life, so she never had the opportunity to touch jewelry, and she never visited the Silver House in this life, so she didn't know the name of jewelry at all. Understand.

Fortunately, she knew who sent the bead flower, and that was enough.

Xiaomi untied her braids, quickly pulled up a small bun, carefully inserted the bead flower, and looked at the mirror for a while before opening the letter under the box.

Light and thin weight, as if there are few pages.Sure enough, there was only one page in the envelope, and there was only one line on the paper.

"I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated."

Ten words, the ink color soaked through the paper and soaked the desktop, and the sporadic ink marks at the footer directly betrayed the writer's appearance of not knowing how to write a thousand words at the beginning.

Xiaomi's nose was sour, and his eyes were red.

I don't know the taste of love in my life, but I know the taste, so I taste them one by one.

When eating, he would unconsciously pick up his favorite dish.When I sleep, I will toss and turn and cannot sleep at night, because that person is no longer in a certain room, and will not arrive immediately because of the wind and grass.When walking, there is no one around.When talking, there is no interface for that person.When not speaking, there is no one who understands everything with just one look.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hate, birth and parting, can't ask for it.

Now it's a farewell, it won't hurt my heart, but there is a needle felt in my heart, as long as my heart moves, it will be densely packed with pain, which can't be said or explained.

"Pfft", the candle was lightly blown out.The room was suddenly plunged into darkness, and the night wind occasionally blew against the window sills, not only did it not appear lively, but added a third of loneliness.

Holding Zhuhua in her hand, Xiaomi missed the person who was somewhere in the same cold night, and slowly fell asleep...

The Lu family's breakfast table returned to its simple appearance at some point, soft and glutinous red date porridge, white flour steamed buns, three or four plates of pickled vegetables, that's all.

Not to mention Lu's second child who has been running in the mountains for several days, even Lu's father, who has always been indifferent to food, feels that he has nowhere to put his chopsticks.

Xiaomi didn't notice it, and took a stick of mustard greens without putting it in his mouth for a long while.

Lu Er Er couldn't bear it and complained, "Xiaomi, from now on, I will cook two dishes for breakfast, or have a bowl of noodles with meat sauce. I can't eat it at all!

Xiaomi was taken aback, glanced at the dining table, and felt a little guilty, but still retorted, "These people are too tired, and they don't like to toss pots and bowls when they get up early. Besides, when there was no money at home, white noodles There are no steamed buns, so you wrapped them up too. What are you picking now?"

Hearing this, Lu Er Er honestly lowered his head, biting the white steamed bun, looking very pitiful.

Sure enough, Xiaomi couldn't see him like this, and filled in another sentence, "If you have free time today, go to the city to buy some things, and I will do more in the future."

"Okay, I haven't seen a knife for a long time, so I'll go to the restaurant for a while."

Lu's second child smiled openly, and didn't dislike the taste of the steamed buns, so he went in after a few mouthfuls.

But Xiaomi still has no appetite, thinking about it all night with the words in his mouth, and Ai Ai still said it out.

"Father, I want to...well, go to Kyoto. Firstly, there is no major event in the winter leisurely village. Secondly, I also want to see the restaurants in Kyoto..."

It's a pity that before she finished speaking, Father Lu, who was eating in silence and as gentle as a sheep, suddenly turned into a tiger and leopard, and became furious.

"No! You can't go anywhere!"

In fact, Xiaomi didn't expect her father to agree, but she didn't expect to be slapped back like this.

She felt aggrieved for a moment, so she retorted, "Why can't you go? Dad! There is no shortage of people at home to cook and wash clothes, and there is nothing wrong in the village? If you are afraid that it will be unsafe for me to go out by myself, I can ask my second brother to come with me." Are you going to Beijing?"

When Lu's second son heard that there was a chance to go out for fun, he was naturally happy, so he hurried to help his sister.

"Yeah, Dad, my master's place has been fine recently, and I don't need me for homework, why don't I bring Xiaomi..."

"Shut up!" Father Lu still tolerated his daughter a little bit, and he didn't need to be polite to his son, so he slapped Lu's second child on the head.

In the end, he threw down the bowls and chopsticks angrily and went back to the house. Lu Er Er was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so he didn't feel much pain when he was hit, but it was rare for the father to lose his temper, so he looked at the girl cautiously, "Xiaomi Ah, if you don’t, just stay at home for the winter, and next spring, even if Dad doesn’t agree, Second Brother will secretly take you out to play, okay?”

Xiaomi breathed heavily in his chest, his nose was so sore, he tried his best to lower his eyelids to swallow back his tears.

Lovesickness becomes a disaster, a day is short like three autumns, and it is true to live like a year.

She is not sure that she will be able to meet Feng Jian when she enters Beijing, but she just wants to get closer to him, to see what the capital city he grew up in looks like, maybe she will see his fluttering blue robe on a certain street …

She has never felt that missing is such a terrible thing before, no matter how many people are around, she will feel that without that person, the whole world is missing.

She wants to get busy, take back this distraction little by little, and fill in this lack.But I found that the harder I worked, the bigger the gap.

It turns out that some things, once given away, can never be taken back.

For example, love and sincerity...

It was the first time that the breakfast table of the Lu family broke up unhappy. The two little girls in blue, white and green jade picked up the bowls and chopsticks and went to the kitchen with low eyebrows. The husband quarreled, the girl is going to Beijing, the husband forbids it."

Aunt Jiang glanced at Aunt Han. Although Aunt Han lived in the Lu family, her time was short, and the villagers still regarded her as a guest. At this moment, Aunt Jiang was afraid that the "guest" would make fun of her family, so she quickly responded, "Xiaomi is thinking about the business in Kyoto, but Mr. Lu must be worried that she is not in good health. The previous two episodes of fever really frightened everyone."

Aunt Han also smiled and said, "These businesses are all set up by the four girls, so I should go and have a look. My original mistress also has to go to the shop for a month, but the weather is bad and the journey is far away. It's too hard to go out."

"That's right, parents are most afraid of their children's suffering."

The two of them talked a few words, and then they changed the topic. Aunt Han helped wash the dishes and called Qing Huaer, "Didn't the deer fence say that a new shed was built to keep out the snow yesterday, why don't you go with the girl?" have a look."

Qinghua'er is young and lively, and she likes small animals the most. Hearing this, she said, "Yes, I'll go find the girl and tell the girl that the leftover cabbage roots from last night were just used to feed the deer."

Xiaomi was bored and flipped through the account book, but didn't check any of the accounts. He heard Qing Hua'er say to go to the deer fence, so he put on a big coat to block the wind and went out.

On this autumn day, the uncles and brothers of Laoxiongling, plus Lu Erer, Chuyi and Gao Ren, would bring back one or two live deer as long as they went up the mountain. up.

Now they are all gathered in the deer pen, there are more than thirty animals, big and small, and they are happy and harmonious.

It was cold in winter, and the old men in charge of taking care of the deer pens were very dedicated. They were afraid that the straw sheds they had built before would not be enough to keep the deer warm from the snow, so they built another one yesterday. Two floors, but it is indeed much warmer than standing in the snow.

Seeing that Xiaomi was carrying a cabbage root in his hand, two fawns broke through their parents' obstruction and ran over ignorantly and fearlessly.

Xiaomi feeds them cabbage with one hand and touches their ears with the other, feeling itchy and laughing.On the contrary, Qing Hua'er who followed behind was very happy.

Accustomed to seeing her daughter's smiling face, she suddenly became gloomy these few days, as if the sky in Old Xiongling was cloudy.

Not to mention the young and old in the village, even naughty children dare not go to the kitchen to ask for snacks after school.

Sure enough, the old men squinted their eyes with smiles when they saw it from a distance, and while smacking their pipes and pots, they walked over and asked, "Xiaomi, there is a male deer with a strong temper, and he is still not submissive after so long. Seeing that he is almost skinny, it is better to kill and eat meat."

"Really, there are such fierce-tempered deer?"

Xiaomi looked in the direction of the old man's finger, and sure enough, there was a very majestic male deer imprisoned alone in the corner of the thatched shed. The antler on its head was as beautiful as a branch, and it was obvious that it had been active in the forest for several years.I just don't know how it fell into the hands of Lao Xiongling's uncle this time.

Xu Shi has been eating less water for some time, and now the stag is very thin, almost skinny.But it still held its head high, looking at Xiaomi with anger and stubbornness.

For some reason, Xiaomi's heart shrank, as if she had seen her previous self, although she was busy growing vegetables, building workshops, expanding the mountain villa, independent and free.But this freedom is still limited.

She can go to the city, but she can't stay overnight, she can open a shop, but she can't run it in public...

The stag's freedom is restricted by the stag pen, and she is restricted by the rules and etiquette.Different identities, same situation...

"Our family is not short of meat now, and this stag is really thin, why don't we let it go back to the forest."

(End of this chapter)