The woman who would quietly serve a cup of ginseng tea to him when he reviewed the official document and left quietly, the woman who would prepare a table full of dishes and wait for him under the lamp while napping, the woman who wrote a word and handed it to him with a red face for tasting, the woman who cautiously asked him if he could accompany her to play a game of chess......

She doesn't seem to have any sense of existence, living quietly by his side, not disturbing, but now that she is gone, she realizes that the inconspicuous bits and pieces of the past, the subtle and trivial things, are full of her breath.

There is no earth-shattering love between them, just a plain past, which is as good as water.

"Big brother likes sister-in-law very much, right?" Jin Yue'er asked with a grin.

Mo Zixuan came back to his senses, but this time he didn't answer.

He didn't know, or he didn't want to believe in his heart, that he would like others.

For Mu Yun, probably just used to it.

If people who are used to it are not around, everyone will not be used to it.

But one thing Mo Zixuan can be sure of is that he wants to find her, and he has made her his habit all his life.

"What kind of shyness do big men have, I don't dare to admit that I like it, what do our Mobei children say, like me...... cough ......" Jin Yue'er thought of that figure, blushed and said, "I won't tell you, go out and take a walk." ”

Jin Yue'er got out of the tent, the weather was very good today, there was no snow, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, Jin Yue'er walked around aimlessly.

"Huh? Why is there a sister writing here? Jin Yue'er looked at the woman in front of her curiously.

She was dressed in coarse linen clothes, the usual clothes of a Mobei woman, and next to her was a flock of sheep, apparently out to herd them, and those sheep were obediently grazing, while she was holding a pen and paper and writing something on the stones beside her.

Jin Yue'er walked over and asked curiously, "Sister, what are you doing?" ”

The woman's eyebrows were clear, quiet and gentle, and she spoke in an authentic Mobei dialect, "My brother's book is wet with snow, I'll write him a copy." ”

"Huh? My sister can write "Huiwen" silently, which is really amazing. Jin Yue'er looked down at the book, her face full of amazement.

"Huiwen" is a book that teaches people to read and write in Mobei, Mobei books are very precious, and it is very powerful to be able to write a book silently, but she can't write it anyway.

And those words, very good-looking.

If you want her to say, she can't say it, it's just beautiful.

"Sister, your handwriting is so beautiful, I have never seen such beautiful words!"

Jin Yue'er, who was familiar with herself, took out a bought folding fan from her arms and said, "Sister, can you help me inscribe a word?" I see that your handwriting is much better than the handwriting of some southern calligrapher in my family. By the way, do you know Chinese? I love the words of the southern country! ”

The woman was very talkative, and when she saw Jin Yue'er like this, she pursed her lips and smiled, "If the girl doesn't think my words are ugly." What words do you want to write? ”

Jin Yue'er hurriedly spread the fan in front of the woman and said, "Just that famous poem in the south, what mountains and trees are there, do you know if you like it?"

The woman was full of surprise, she didn't hear what she said for a while, and suddenly sneered, like a slim jade bamboo swaying in the wind, especially bright, "What you said is that the mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy, and you don't know?" ”

"yes, that's it." Jin Yue'er's eyes lit up, "Sister, you are too knowledgeable!" ”

The woman picked up the pen and wrote this line on the fan and handed it to Jin Yue'er.

When Jin Yue'er saw her writing Mobei text silently just now, she felt that the words were very beautiful.

Now writing Chinese is even more beautiful, and she can't say that it is pleasing to the eye, but she likes it very much, "It's so beautiful, I like your words so much." I also learned the character ...... of Nanguo."

Jin Yue'er blushed and said: "It's a pity that it was written with chicken feet, by the way, sister, this is for you, it is my thank you gift." Jin Yue'er took out a dagger inlaid with gems from her arms and handed it to the woman.

The woman quickly got up and said, "This is too valuable, I can't ask for ......."

"I like your handwriting very much, if it weren't for the fact that I was going to find my sister-in-law with my eldest brother, I would still want to stay here and learn how to write Nanguo characters from you!" Jin Yue'er smiled and said that Jin Yue'er got a favorite word, and returned to the caravan happily.

The next day, everyone set off for the next tribe, and it snowed again, and Jin Yue'er nested in the carriage, looking at Mo Zixuan with a stunned face on the other side, knowing that he was not happy that he did not find his sister-in-law.

The man in white who also thought of the shocking side unconsciously opened the fan, bit his lip, and thought that the poems of the southern country are written beautifully, the mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy.

When will we find him? Mo Zixuan glanced at it inadvertently, and his face suddenly changed, "Where did you get this fan?" ”

"Huh?" Jin Yue'er didn't know why, "I bought it a long time ago, hasn't the eldest brother seen it?" ”

"Who wrote the words on this!" Mo Zixuan took the fan and stared at the two lines of handwriting, never so nervous.

Jin Yue'er looked dazed, "Yesterday I met a sister who writes very well, so I asked her to write two sentences with me......"

"Where is she? Tell me where she is! Mo Zixuan's face was full of anxiety.

Jin Yue'er pointed to the back and said, "Just yesterday's Zaxi Settlement...... Big brother, what's wrong with you? ”

"Turn around and go back!"

……

Today, the wind and snow are heavy again, Jiang Muyun sat by the tent stove, and a young child next to her said unhappily: "Sister, Grandma said that you are pregnant and can't herd sheep, but you herded sheep yesterday!" Leave it to me. ”

"Grandma is old, you have to learn archery from the master during the day, this sheep can't be ignored." Jiang Muyun said without raising her head while writing the book silently.

The young boy said, "I don't learn archery from my master, and my master's archery skills are not good, and I have to charge so much money, so I won't learn it!" I want to herd sheep! ”

"Nonsense, if you don't learn archery and hunting, how can you be a little man......" Jiang Muyun lowered her head and smiled, "It's better to learn than not to learn." ”

The toddler obviously listened to Jiang Muyun's words very much, and wanted to refute but did not speak.

"Come on, the book is ready, be careful this time, don't get wet naughty." Jiang Muyun gave him the book she had written.

The toddler picked up the book and cherished it, "Got it!" Sister! ”

In fact, he didn't get the book wet, but he was bullied by others and deliberately thrown into the snowdrift, but he knew that he couldn't afford to mess with those who were richly dressed, so he could only remember it silently.

"Pan Bo, I won't learn archery in the past few days, the wind and snow are heavy, you take a good look at the sheep and let your sister rest." An old woman with white hair said, and the child cheered.

Jiang Muyun said: "Grandma, I'm fine......"

"You, you've been pregnant for several months, so stay in the tent with peace of mind, in case you bump into it, it's a big deal." The old woman said kindly: "I don't know where the child's father is, so let you two be outcast, alas." ”

Pan Bo said: "That's it, sister, you can raise the baby with peace of mind, and I'll go herd the sheep!" ”

There were only three grandchildren in this small tent.

Jiang Muyun was chased and killed all the way, panicked, and was later taken in by this grandma.

She only has a young grandson, and she depends on each other because Jiang Muyun is erudite and talented, proficient in Mobei dialect, and can also understand Mobei characters, otherwise she really can't communicate with people.

Because she speaks fluent northern desert dialect, no one thinks she is a southerner, so she lives in this place quietly, like a drop of water falling into the sea, inconspicuous She wants to go back, but she is an orphan girl, and she can't do anything.

can only give birth to a child first.

When Jiang Muyun was teaching Panbo to read and write as usual, suddenly the tent was opened, and a cold wind carried the wind and snow into Jiang Muyun raised her head and was stunned.

Mo Zixuan, why is he here? Am I dreaming?

"Mu Yun!" Mo Zixuan's eyes were full of surprises, and he hugged Jiang Muyun tightly into his arms, the real and living Jiang Muyun.

Jiang Muyun's nasal cavity was sour, and tears welled up in her eyes, "Childe! ”

She wasn't dreaming, he found her.

"What's going on?" How many people in the house are unknown.

But Jin Yue'er reacted suddenly, "It turns out that this is my sister-in-law!" ”

......

The cold winter in Mobei is colder than in the south, Jiang Muyun sat by the fire, wrapped in thick felt.

Jin Yue'er handed her the steaming goat milk tea and said, "Sister-in-law, the people of the Central Plains are really not used to our weather. But I didn't expect that sister-in-law, your Mobei dialect is as good as your eldest brother, and you can't tell that you are from the Central Plains at all. ”

"I've been with my husband for a long time, and I've been exposed to it." Jiang Muyun took a sip of the hot milk tea and said with a smile.

Jin Yue'er picked up the brush and wrote a few ghost-like characters on the paper, then sighed, and said with infinite sorrow: "Chinese characters are too difficult to write, my sister-in-law has taught me for more than half a month, and I can't even write a sentence coherently." ”

"You don't go to the South, why are you studying this? Mobei doesn't need to understand Chinese characters here. Jiang Muyun was a little confused and asked.

Jin Yue'er's face turned red, lowered her head and said, "Oh, I can't tell you this ......"

"Oh, it seems that you really have a sweetheart, or are you from the south?" Jiang Muyun raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled teasingly.

Jin Yue'er's face was red, "No!" However, I ...... this one Is it obvious? ”

"Of course obviously, otherwise why would you learn to write this poem?" Jiang Muyun glanced down at the crooked handwriting on her rice paper, and said with a smile: "The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy." ”

Jin Yue'er blushed and said, "Ahem, I'll go outside to take a look, has the eldest brother come back?" There's a snowstorm tonight, he should be back sooner......"

As he spoke, he walked to the tent door embarrassedly and looked out.

Jiang Muyun smiled, also stood up, and walked to the door It has been more than half a month since she reunited with Mo Zixuan that day.

The two armies were at war, the frontier was blocked, and they didn't communicate with each other, so Mo Zixuan couldn't take Jiang Muyun back Fortunately, no one doubted their identity, so they simply settled in this remote tribe.

Mo Zixuan shepherded sheep, taught Panbo archery in his spare time, and didn't let Jiang Muyun do anything, with those guards there, it was indeed Jiang Muyun's turn to do anything.

She sat in the tent with the stove every day, and she had nothing to teach Jinyue'er to read.

Jin Yue'er looks like a noble lady who sneaked out, and they don't know her true identity, both parties have reservations, but they get along very happily in this small place.

Far away from all the deceit, the small days of intrigue and sunrise and sunset are extraordinarily warm.

"Pan Bo is back, this kid must have been fighting those little guys again." Jin Yue'er said.

Pan Bo took a small bow and arrow, and jumped into Jiang Muyun's arms, "Sister, I won again today, the friends in the tribe have all admitted defeat, and no one can bully me in the future." It's still my brother's archery skills! ”

"That's because you have talent and learn quickly. But you can't bully people with archery, you know? Jiang Muyun advised.

Pan Bo smiled, "No, Pan Bo's archery skills are to protect Sister and Grandma." Oh yes, you have to protect my brother and protect my real sister! ”

"Hey, little ghost, your mouth is so sweet, come, Sister Zhenzhen will bring you hot goat's milk, it has just been cooked, and it is fragrant." Jin Yue'er took Pan Bo's hand and walked in.

Jiang Muyun couldn't help but wonder, and saw a figure dressed in white driving a flock of sheep over in the sunset hillside.

His eyebrows were clear, and his smile was like the clumps of cashmere on the sheep's body, and a few warm guards came up to him and drove the sheep into the sheepfold.

Mo Zixuan looked at the figure standing against the door, and stepped forward to hold her hand with a smile, "Why are you standing at the tuyere, there is a heavy snowstorm tonight." Get on in. ”