The love story of Mu Shui and Qiancheng

Ruan Qingyou's heart trembled, turned his head and saw that the beautiful couple came in. Yan Qiancheng almost came in with his arms in his arms. The weather was warm in the past two days, but the snow was very cold and the humidity was a little heavy. He hugged her tightly and went into the room to take off the hat on her head and gently covered the disordered hair in her ear.

Ruan Qingyou looked slightly trance, turned to the wheelchair and said with a smile, "are you back? My arrangement is in the afternoon. Don't worry. You can come back after lunch... "

Jiang mushui was about to go in subconsciously. She was pulled by the man behind her, and her slender fingers reached into her down jacket. She pulled out the little thread shirt that was held by the shoulder strap. Her eyes were deep and her eyes were burning. She couldn't help blushing. She let go of his hand, called "Ma", and ran to the sofa to hold her son.

Yin Qiancheng's eyes were gentle, put down the key and said, "I think so too, but she is anxious to come back to see the small town, so she can't help it."

Sure enough, it's still my mother.

It's just a little bit of separation from the kids that I'm worried about.

The family is not empty.

Ruan Qingyou wanted to smile, and he really did. He looked at Jiang mushui and said, "did you tell her? She agreed? "

His eyes flickered slightly: "go back to see father, what do you disagree with?"

Ruan Qingyou said: "I'm afraid she doesn't feel good. Monan's tomb is in the ancestral house. If you go with your grandmother, you have to pass through the old house. I'm afraid..."

Hearing this, Yin Qiancheng looked up at her back, understood what Ruan Qingyou was worried about, and said in a deep voice: "just go to see my father. There is no other arrangement. We won't stop on the way. After burning the paper money, we will come back immediately."

That is to say Don't go to the old house?

Passing through the house without entering?

That's not impossible.

Anyway, the old man who was the doorkeeper at the ancestral tomb was also the most familiar villager of grandma.

Ruan Qingyou nodded, and there was something clear on her pale face. She could understand Qiancheng's decision. Originally, she was still thinking, even if the old man didn't agree to his marriage with Jiang mushui, now she can see that Jiang mushui is willing to go out for his life for him, and the Xu family is that kind of virtue. Maybe she should also agree and understand each other. How can the relationship not be repaired ?

But on that day, when Yin Moxia called, she still told her to forget with a bitter smile, saying that she probably did not know what kind of words master Yan had said to them on the roof of Yin's house that day.

Ruan Qingyou was in a war between heaven and man, thinking that maybe it was the servitude in her bones that made Ruan feel awed and afraid of Yin Chumo. But at the moment, Qiancheng was her heaven. He was cold and merciless, so she did not follow her passion.

Yin Qiancheng couldn't help but walk over. Looking at Jiang mushui, he squatted on the edge of the sofa with his arms encircled by Xiaocheng, laughing and amusing him. He also squatted down and stretched out his hand to Xiaocheng as if he was deliberately amusing. Xiaocheng glared at the two big crystal clear eyes and looked at the two hands that extended at the same time, a father and a mother, but he had only one A duckling, hesitating, did not know who to give.

The smile on Jiang mushui's face was stunned, and he was suddenly jealous of small disputes. His eyes were slightly in a trance, and Yin Qiancheng's expression was calm and staring at him lightly.

Xiao Cheng blinks and hugs the duckling in his arms.

Next to the Gillian while packing things, while looking at this behind the scenes, can not help but "chuckle" a laugh out.

All parents are childish.

Nothing to play with a child more than a year old.

Xiaocheng has only one duckling. His hands are covered with sweat. He looks at them nervously. Finally, after the battle between man and nature, Xiaocheng looks at Yin Qiancheng with his big eyes of water spirit. Then the duckling in his hand is honest and put into his favorite mother's hand

At that moment, Jiang mushui burst into laughter, hugged his son and kissed him. A string of copper bell like smile swung out on the sofa, and Yan Qiancheng couldn't help laughing. The child's mind was really honest. Even if he was close to him again, he would not hide his favorite. Yan Qiancheng grabbed their mother and son with his long arm, bent down and laughed After kissing in her pear vortex, Xiao Cheng blinked at him and began to kiss him with his mouth open

Because there is a cheerful and lively child in the room, it becomes a lot of laughter, and never stops going out after lunch

Jiang mushui went to pick up some things for Xiaocheng after lunch. When she got his bottle, she was shocked. The one she had brought from Jiangcheng was of good quality. She had entrusted her to buy it from abroad. At that time, it was used by Ruan Jing and brother Li. Later, Xiaocheng followed her for a period of time before the things were put back to her 。

At the moment, my heart is full of happiness, surging, but still in a small corner of my heart there is an irreducible tangle and fear.

Jiang mushui took a canvas bag to hold these things and carried them on his back.

In the wechat circle of friends, Ruan Jing has not sent any news for more than a month, just like disappearing out of thin air. But in such a developed network information age, what news can't be found on the Internet? The event caused such a sensation that Jiang mushui was almost 100% sure that Ruan Jing and elder brother Li must have seen it. As for what they think, Jiang mushui is not sure. In short, she is sure that how anxious and afraid she is that day, Ruan Jing and her brother will never be less than her.After finishing all these things, she went to Jiangcheng, whether it was to make atonement or to pay money, whether it was a confession or an apology, she would do it. It was because she was sorry for them. Xiaocheng could not give them any more support. As for her mistakes and costs, no matter what they were, she would bear them all.

When we went out, there was another day of snow in the sky, and the sun finally shrank back.

The sky was gray and gloomy, and the snow rustled down

……

Afternoon.

It was nearly four o'clock when we arrived at the old house.

The high speed of the new year's Day Festival is slightly blocked, which makes people upset.

However, Ruan Qingyou is deeply thinking about something. His face is a little bit flighty and distant. Jiang mushui and Ajiao are teasing Xiaocheng in the back, laughing and making noises one after another, but they don't feel that time is very sad.

If you squeeze down from the intersection of the highway and walk along a straight road, you can get to the old house directly. However, when you get to the fork in the old house, the SUV doesn't stop. It goes straight ahead for ten minutes, and it is almost to the location of the Yin family ancestor's graveyard. Here, a shallow river has been frozen, and the foot of the mountain is a bit desolate, but fortunately there are People take care of it all year round, so it looks very clean and tidy.

Ruan Qingyou's wheelchair was put down. She sat on it. Then she turned around and went to the cottage to find the old man who was watching the door. The old man was burning firewood to keep warm and smoking an old-fashioned cigarette bag. He recognized Ruan Qingyou and said something to her with a smile for a long time.

It's a bit cold, and it's cloudy at the foot of the mountain. The old man opened the door and asked them to go back quickly. The geomantic omen here is excellent. But today, the weather is really bad. He always makes cold legs on such a day. What's more, there are disabled people and children among them.

Ruan Qingyou said thank you and went forward in a wheelchair.

I don't know what happened in the middle of the way. I don't know what happened to the grass under. Ruan Qingyou spent a long time and couldn't push the wheelchair.

Jiang mushui sees it. The child gives it to a Jiao immediately. When she looks up, she sees that the grass is just tripping over the wheelchair. She should be able to get through it. However, as soon as she looks up, she sees Ruan Qingyou's old hands shaking violently. It's really fierce. Ruan Qingyou looks at the front with calm eyes. There is no change in the expression on her face. However, Jiang mushui does To her excitement and tension.

After going abroad for more than ten years, he was tired of being used by his husband's family and was ordered not to come back.

It has been nearly ten or twenty years since Yin Monan jumped out of the building. The number of times Ruan Qingyou was allowed to come back to visit Yin Monan can be counted on one's fingers.

The old-fashioned people always have some old-fashioned ideas. They always think that as a woman, you should obey the etiquette. If you don't want to do something from your husband's family, you should not do it yourself. So Yin Chumo refused, and she did not dare to come back. But when her son was around, Ruan Qingyou suddenly got the qualification and courage to bypass the consent of the old house and come directly.

“……” Jiang mushui thought of this, and her heart was filled with strong acid. She pulled up the grass, got up and pushed Ruan Qingyou forward.

The tombs are easy to recognize. Those old ones don't need to look at them. Only the latest one is Yin Monan's tomb.

The wheelchair slowly stopped in front of the grave.

If there was no son and daughter-in-law, Ruan Qingyou would definitely cry in a moment when he saw Yin Monan's still handsome young, cold and resolute face in the photo.

“……” Ruan Qingyou at the moment, but the throat is issued a whimper, then suddenly dead covered his mouth.

The whole body, like chaff, trembled violently.

Great grief.

After more than ten years, her legs have shrunk, but her mind has been broken again.

God will be merciless to take him away, leaving her alone, over the past decade, life is not like death.

After Jiang mu shuidi got to a place, he stopped walking. After a distance of two or three meters, Yin Qiancheng also came over, looked at the other side, and then stopped, turned his head to hold the man in his arms and held him tightly. His slender fingers also slightly trembled, holding her in his hands and falling on her back, all faintly felt the tremor.

The man in his arms gently bowed his head and buried him in his arms. His jaw gently pressed against her hair. For a moment, he felt full of warmth, and she held him. His whole body trembled slowly and slowly.

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