When I approached her, a warm floral fragrance came on her body.
Sweet, like the smell of summer gardenia.
Xie Tingyu seemed to be confused after the kiss, he was stunned. He took a deep breath, suppressed the faint emotions in his heart, and happily turned his face away to prepare to be beaten. After a while, there was no movement before he asked: "Don't hit your mouth this time?"
Ye Qingshui felt a piece of heat on his eyelids, like a brand, itchy, hard to ignore.
She had uncontrollable irritability, disgust, grievance, and all kinds of complicated feelings intertwined. She looked at Xie Tingyu inexplicably, and controlled the urge to curse.
Ye Qingshui watched him actively turn his face away, she raised her hand and wiped her eyes fiercely.
Ye Qingshui thought angrily: What is her pity for him!
Xie Tingyu is a high-ranking disciple who has no worries about food and clothing. I am afraid that he has not had any hardships in his life, and he can't stand a little bit of injustice. Isn't it that the father doesn't love his mother or his mother?
She had never seen her relatives since she was born, and her uncle went into the army to make a living and went away from home. The family was so poor that she was in need of the poorest.
Ye Qingshui bit his lip and stared in anger.
As soon as Xie Tingyu's words fell, he turned his face, glanced casually, and he slightly curled the corners of his lips.
His depressed mood has been diluted a lot, Xie Tingyu bent down and picked up the jade grasshopper on the ground, gently lifting its two tentacles with his thumb.
Xie Tingyu's lips squirmed for a moment, and the thousands of words in his stomach finally turned into a simple sentence:
"Thank you."
Thank you, and chose to break a grasshopper to me at this time.
Ye Qingshui did not respond.
She was thinking, thank you so easily.
This life was so easy in exchange for his thanks. In the previous life, Ye Qingshui had racked his brains, and the grasshoppers stacked one after another, their hands were swollen, and a pile of grasshoppers came to comfort him.
I folded one and said to him cautiously: "Tingyu's birth gift." I
folded another one, "for the talking one-year-old Tingyu."
... I
folded the fifth one and comforted him hesitantly. : "It doesn't matter if Mom is gone, Brother Yu is very strong."
...As
soon as the twentieth one was stacked, the indifference in Xie Tingyu's eyes melted slightly.
Ye Qingshui recalled these past events and couldn't help but shook his head, lowered his head and felt a little touched in his heart.
There was some comfort in the end. It turned out that his sadness at that time was not deceiving her, it was really sad.
As for...why he was so sad, Ye Qingshui couldn't understand it in his last life, and he was even less qualified to intervene in this life.
Before going to bed, Ye Qingshui used a basin of hot water to wash his feet. While washing his feet, he saw Xie Tingyu sitting at the desk, playing with grasshoppers with a rare expression on his face for a long time.
Ye Qingshui looked away a little speechlessly.
A man is like a dog in his bones.
...At the
Mid-Autumn Festival, the Ye family and the Du family finally got to know the marriage.
Granny Ye came to send her youngest son back to save the allowance she had saved, took it out, and collected dozens of yuan for herself, which was enough for a gift of 300 yuan. Although 300 yuan is not a lot, it is not a small expense.
The girls here talk about marriage and marry, sometimes they don't even ask for money as gifts. People with the same difficult conditions can talk about getting married by picking up a bag of millet and a basket of eggs.
Aunt Ye was a little dissatisfied with this 300 yuan daughter-in-law.
She sometimes babbled about the bride price of her daughter-in-law in private, so she couldn't help but feel sorry for her granddaughter: "Shuiya doesn't have a bride price." The
grandmother whispered.
Ye Qingshui's marriage was done in a hurry. At that time, the rumors grew wild, not to mention that the bride price was too late to consider. Even the banquet was done in a hurry, and now Apo Ye recalled that she only felt that she had treated her badly.
In the eyes of Aunt Ye, the granddaughter is tall and white, tender, and like the crispy cabbage in the ground. She can be regarded as the most handsome girl in the country, who can bear hardships and stand hard work, if she stays for another year. If you don't marry, the gift money is scary.
The granddaughter inherited the beautiful face of the daughter-in-law. When the daughter-in-law was young, she was the most beautiful girl in the opera, and she attracted attention. Now she is seventeen years old and has grown up, picking the advantages of her parents, and she is rare to see anyone.
When Ye Qingshui heard this, she lowered her head and felt a little embarrassed, she hurriedly pulled her grandma's sleeve.
This sentence was heard by the sharp-eared Xie Tingyu, how could he tolerate this kind of misunderstanding.
Xie Tingyu quickly expressed his determination: "I will take Shuiya home for the Chinese New Year and let my parents take a look. They have seen Shuiya, and they must have a bride price. Is
grandma going together?" Ye Apo has never walked out of the mountains in her life, let alone go. The distant capital.
She asked excitedly: "Is it the capital where you can see the *** and Chairman M?"
Xie Tingyu nodded.
Grandma Ye wanted to go, but hesitated, she didn't even eat any food, thinking in embarrassment.
Ye Qingshui recalled Xie Tingyu's cold family, the disciplined army, she didn't want to let her grandma toss for a while, but she turned her hot face on her cold buttocks.
Ye Qingshui said, "Grandma, the capital is far away. I have to sit on the train for several days. It's cold. Isn't my grandma the most afraid of the cold?"
After hearing the distance, Ye Qingshui suddenly retreated. Shaking his head: "Grandma, grandma are not going."
"My old bones can't help tossing."
Xie Tingyu heard Ye Qingshui's tactful rejection, and the smile on his face could not help freezing.
...
Ye's house has been built for more than three months and it has begun to take shape. But if you want to live, I'm afraid you have to wait until the Chinese New Year.
However, Yejia Village is already in winter, and the highest mountain here has snowed, and the persimmons knotted on the trees are covered with white blossoms of snow, and they are too cold to eat.
This is an experienced farmer who specially left the birds as food for the winter.
In early winter, the fresh persimmons were picked by Ye Qingshui and made sweet persimmon sauce, and the rest was dried into dried persimmons, which were strung one by one with straw ropes and hung red on bamboo poles to dry. .
It's winter, the weather is getting colder and colder, dripping into ice. Ye Qingshui's quilt was thicker, and there was a brazier in the room.
Xie Tingyu often teased Ye Qingshui, "Dress so thick and fat as a ball."
Ye Qingshui didn't refute him, and he sighed with his hands together.
She is not as good as Xie Tingyu. Xie Tingyu still lays on the ground until winter, and doesn't even have a small bed. The cold on the ground is so heavy, he can bear it.
Ye Qingshui looked at Xie Tingyu, a little puzzled, and wanted to ask him why he didn't make a bed because it was not so cold anyway.
In his previous life, he didn't wrong himself at all. When the weather was a little bit colder, he made a retractable wooden bed by himself and slept for a whole year.
But Ye Qingshui thought for a while and closed his mouth.
He loves to do it or not, and it is not her who is frozen.
Ye Qingshui fiddled with Xie Tingyu's radio, and she heard the radio report:
"Tomorrow will usher in the lowest temperature since winter. Please keep warm, comrades, and prepare warm clothes."
Ye Qing took a hot bath warmly. , I warmed the bed with a hot water bottle before getting into the bed.
Ye Qingshui's physique is weak and cold, so he is easy to catch cold. When he sleeps in the middle of the night, he often freezes his hands and feet stiffly and wakes up from freezing. Maybe it was because he didn't pay attention to his body in the early years, but Ye Qingshui already knew how to take care of himself.
Since returning from summer, she has been drinking Chinese medicine to regulate her body and eating nutritious food to nourish her body. Raised now that the hair is black and shiny, and the cheeks are rosy.
Ye Qingshui took off the heavy cotton-padded clothes, lay comfortably in the warm quilt, and fell asleep quickly.
However, the man with the bedding on the ground opened the quilt and sat up, his frowning eyebrows becoming more and more grim.
The man's straight back followed in a line, tightly stretched, and he was sitting upright at the moment, as if he was thinking about a serious problem.
Xie Tingyu was thinking: This little girl is so indifferent.
Although it's nothing for a big man to sleep on the floor, the winter in the south is really cold. It was cold and clammy, as if the cold could dig into the bones.
He frustratedly pressed off the weather station he had carefully tuned to.
In the quiet winter night, Xie Tingyu heard Ye Qingshui's sweet, faint breathing. We fell together regularly, apparently already asleep.
He thought about it for a while and walked towards the bed with his own quilt in his arms.
...At
night, Xie Tingyu slept contentedly on a soft bed. The girl's bed was clean and soft, with a sweet smell. This was the bed he had slept in for several months...
He was lying on the bed, feeling Very at ease.
Xie Tingyu slept for a while, put his arms around her, clutched her cold feet, warmed her, and soon fell asleep again.
Ye Qingshui suddenly felt so hot when he slept in the middle of the night, as if he stuck a stove.
She was awakened by the heat.
Ye Qingshui opened his eyes, only to realize that he and Xie Tingyu were cuddling their heads together and sleeping together.
Ye Qingshui, who had just woke up from a dream, was still unclear, as if he felt like dreaming in a trance.
Until she heard the man's vague voice, "Shui'er, why don't you continue to sleep?"
Ye Qingshui saw his outline clearly, and wanted to pick up the pillow and throw it on his face.
She kicked Xie Tingyu with her foot and kicked him awake. He opened his eyes, the melting moonlight fell in his dark eyes, and the thick, sword-like eyebrows wrinkled lightly.
He forcefully said calmly: "I...I, the ground is too cold."
" Can't stand it ."
Ye Qingshui saw his righteous appearance, and wanted to kick him out of bed.
She threw a pillow at him.
Xie Tingyu took the pillow oops, his tone was a little pitiful, "Shui'er, it's snowing outside, and it's freezing temperature now."
He negotiated and said, "Look...I sleep on the other end, like this. Is it all right?"
He glanced at her, "Your feet are so cold, or I gave you the heat."
Ye Qingshui's face turned red uncontrollably, she was angry and irritable, leaning against the beam on the bed Sitting up, he didn't speak or respond to him until he was blown by the cold wind leaking from the window, and he calmed down.
She listened to the whistling north wind in the winter night, feeling the warm temperature on her feet, and finally she pulled her quilt to sleep without saying a word.
In the darkness, Xie Tingyu's mouth could not help but gradually rose.
Finally laughed silently.
The silvery white moonlight fell on her face, making her face softer and more immature. His water really has a soft heart.
Xie Tingyu slowly moved to the other end and fell asleep peacefully.
But his heart was surging with heat, as if he had experienced an eruption of volcanic lava. The hot lava flowed through, burning his heart to ashes. Taking a breath, even the cold air was sucked into the lungs, and there was no way to lower the temperature.
Xie Tingyu closed his eyes, feeling disappointed.
Ye Qingshui loves him.
Obviously it is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted.