Chu Yunyao couldn't deny it, raised the back of his hand that was accidentally bruised, raised it in front of him, and deliberately made a bitter face: "I fell, it hurts." ”

Mo Jinyu held her hand and blew the dried blood on it, and endless distress suddenly surged in her heart.

He didn't know what to do or how to comfort her.

These jobs should have been done by men, but he asked her to take care of them.

went up the mountain to fetch firewood and went down to the river to carry water, and she did all the hard work.

Mo Jinyu moved the corners of her lips, as if something was in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

Chu Yunyao saw his guilt and self-blame, and hurriedly pushed him into the house, "I'm a little wet, when I wash Xiu'er's diaper, I will start cooking, you help build the stove." ”

Mo Jinyu made a stove in the simple shed next to the thatched hut and glanced out, "Don't go to the river to fetch water on snowy days in the future, I will put all the barrels and basins outside tonight, and the snow caught can be directly used to boil water." ”

Chu Yunyao: "......"

Why didn't she think of this way?

In this place of green mountains and green waters, the snow falling from the sky will not be too dirty at all, and you can boil it and use it.

......

When the people in the village began to paste the lanterns folded into red paper, Chu Yunyao knew that the Chinese New Year was coming.

Xiaobai seems to like this place very much, running out early every morning to play, and when he comes back in the evening, he will always drag a bitten bird or a bitten pheasant back, and he doesn't know where he found these things.

They basically have broth to drink all winter, and Chu Yunyao will leave a bowl every day and serve it to the old woman next door.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Chu Yunyao also called the old man to have a fairly sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together.

The old man told Chu Yunyao: "It's a new year after the early morning, we have the habit of keeping the New Year here, and when the old and new years alternate, you make a wish to the sky, and when the next year comes, the wish will come true." ”

At midnight, Chu Yunyao made a wish to the sky: "I hope this snow can stop soon, we can get out of this mountain as soon as possible, and I wish everyone I love is well." ”

......

Mo Lingwei looked at the table full of food, picked up the chopsticks and put a little green vegetables in Mo Lingyuan's bowl: "Brother, today is the last day of the year, tomorrow is the New Year, time flies so fast." ”

Mo Lingyuan looked at the table full of food.

Tonight is the night of reunion, and there are only him and Ling Wei in Nuoda's mansion.

After counting the time when the baby was born, there should have been his wife and children.

Mo Lingwei looked at Mo Lingyuan's increasingly thin face, and felt distressed, "Brother, you haven't eaten much in the past few days, eat a little more." ”

"I can't eat it, you can eat it yourself." Mo Lingyuan pushed away the table and chair in front of him, stood up and went to the study.

Mo Lingwei: "......"

Mo Lingwei also lost her appetite for a table of dishes.

The housekeeper persuaded beside him: "Miss, you haven't eaten much yet, so let's eat some." ”

"No appetite." Mo Lingwei stood up: "The more this time, the more I will miss my sister-in-law, how can I eat?" ”

Mo Lingwei glanced at the food, "Withdraw it, take it to the servants in the mansion to eat." ”

It happened that Duan Changyu came over and handed a letter to Mo Lingwei: "Miss, this is a letter brought by the second prince of the palace from the south, for you." ”

Mo Lingwei opened the letter, glanced at it, and twisted her eyebrows, "How is my father's handsome?" ”

Duan Changyu frowned: "The old man is not in very good health, it seems to be sick, as for the madam, I heard that after the second young master fell into the cliff, he was locked in the bedroom and cried for three days, and the whole person has become crazy." ”