The Seventh Bride of President

Mo Jinyu took Xiu'er to the bank, handed the little crucian carp he had caught from the stream to Chu Yunyao, and touched Xiu'er's wet hair: "these are all the spoils of war for Xiu'er and me. Shall we have fish soup tonight?"

Xiuer pointed to the little fish in the bamboo basket: "mother, Xiuer wants to drink fish soup."

Chu Yunyao dried the water on Xiu'er's face with a handkerchief. "Well, well, my mother will make fish soup for Xiu'er tonight, and then make some dishes that my father, uncle and aunt like to eat, OK?"

Mo Jinyu hears the words and gives Xiuer to Mo Lingwei: "let me go back to my room and change my clothes, and then I'll help you."

"Well." Chu Yunyao turned and went to the kitchen.

Mo Lingwei holds Xiu'er and goes back to take a bath to change her clothes.

Mo Jinyu goes back to her bedroom first. Seeing that Qin zhirou is still sleeping in bed, she does not wake up. She pulls a thin blanket on her waist and is about to leave. Qin zhirou grabs her arm firmly.

"Jinyu." Qin zhirou's voice is low and vague: "you are not small, it's time to get married."

Mo Jinyu turns her head and sees that Qin zhirou is still sleeping with her eyes closed. There is no sign that she is going to wake up. She smiles and shakes Qin zhirou's hand back. She puts her hand holding her wrist back into the thin blanket and asks in a soft voice: "mother, but you dream about me again?"

Qin zhirou breathed long without saying a word.

Mo Jinyu sighed, "Jinyu has decided to stay with her mother all her life, take good care of her, and repay her kindness to me."

He stroked Qin zhirou's long black-and-white hair, and his voice was warm as water: "mother, when will you get better? I have already said that when I get better, as long as you get better, I will take you to travel around and have a look everywhere.

Only when I have seen the wonderful outside in my life can I live in vain.

Now that I'm in good health, I'm waiting for you to get better soon. "

He sat by the bed for a moment, then whispered some words. Seeing that Qin zhirou had no reaction, he got up and went to the kitchen to change his clothes.

As soon as the sound of footsteps disappeared at the door, Qin zhirou suddenly sat up from the bed and looked at the closed bedroom door. Her heart was full of mixed feelings: this silly boy, is he determined to give up the whole Mohist school?

Without marriage, there will be no children, no future heirs.

Mo Lingyuan's son is small and big, and Gu Ling is very strange. He's very popular with Mo Jinyu. When the child is older, how can he get it?

The more Qin zhirou thinks about it, the more flustered she is. When everyone goes to the kitchen to have a meal, she opens the window and binds the written note to the bird's leg....

Mo Jinyu is in the kitchen, helping to wash the pot and make a fire, and then dealing with the ingredients: "I'll do the rough work. You're a pregnant woman. Sit on the side and have a lot of rest. When I'm finished, you can do it again Just stir it up. "

Chu Yunyao sits at the table with her head propped up. She sees Mo Jinyu expertly gouging and cleaning up the small fish picked up from the stream. "It's almost a year since she came back to the governor's house. Don't tell me that you cook your own meals in the governor's house?"

"When I had nothing to do, I started to cook. After a long time, I found that cooking was the same as writing. I needed to be calm and calm, and the food was delicious. My mother liked the taste of my cooking more and more.

I have nothing else to pursue but to take good care of my mother in her lifetime. "

Chu Yunyao is silent. He is not so much trying to take care of Qin zhirou as trying to repay Qin zhirou for her upbringing.

He knows what Qin zhirou wants, but he can't meet her requirements, so he has to take the second place and repay Qin zhirou's kindness in another way