Su Youlan looked strange.
Luo Yi, who had always been decisive and decisive in Su Youlan's memory, with cold eyes, was now actually lowering his head while washing clothes and secretly wiping tears?
Su Youlan was stunned for a long time, then hurriedly knelt down, took the clothes from Luo Yi's hand, and said softly: "What are you talking about, husband? This is what I should do."
Luo Yi raised his head slightly, with tears still in his eyes.
Su Youlan was stunned again. She quickly turned her head and stopped looking at Luo Yi's pear blossoms with rain.
Although he was used to seeing separations between life and death, Su Youlan was still a little overwhelmed by Luo Yi's "romantic tenderness" at this moment.
Although she knew that Luo Yi had amnesia, the gap between the two people before and after was still too big, which made her a little uncomfortable for a while.
He quickly carried the bucket to the side, and then pushed Luo Yi outside.
"Husband, just take good care of yourself. I can just do these little things. It won't be a problem."
Having said that, Su Youlan's expression was still a bit complicated.
There is no other reason. I have never personally experienced these trivial matters.
In fact, seven orifices are open to six, but none is clear.
But now Luo Yi's emotional ups and downs are a bit big, and she really has to rely on him everywhere. Who allows her to make her own decisions and say that she is his wife...
"well……"
Su Youlan couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Luo Yi sniffed, stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and said nothing.
Su Youlan looked up and happened to see Ren Piaomiao fishing by the stream. She thought about it and suddenly said, "Husband, I will take you to the stream."
But before she walked a few steps, Su Youlan seemed to suddenly remember something. She turned back, took down the Anling hanging on the wall, and immediately placed it on Luo Yi's knees.
"Madam, what are you..."
Su Youlan smiled and explained: "That Mr. Ren looks like he also uses a sword. You should have a chat with him. After all, before my husband was injured, his swordsmanship was quite high."
"Husband... you won't even forget this, right?" Su Youlan asked tentatively.
Luo Yi was not yet calm at the moment. Hearing Su Youlan talk about the past again, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"forget."
Su Youlan glanced at Luo Yi quietly, her disappointment flashed across her face, and without saying a word, she pushed him towards the stream.
She shook her head helplessly.
You clearly remember how to wash clothes, but why can't you remember the key secrets of swordsmanship?
Su Youlan pushed Luo Yi to Ren Piaomiao's side, while she turned back to pick up the unfinished laundry.
Ren Piaomiao didn't seem to notice Luo Yi's arrival, or in other words, she did, but didn't want to pay attention to him.
Su Youlan walked back to the house, staring at the clothes soaked in water with her beautiful eyes, and fell into deep thought.
The Third Princess, who is said to be extremely intelligent and whose wisdom is unparalleled in the two dynasties, encountered a problem.
Because of the laundry...
She won't.
Su Youlan was a little embarrassed. She looked around and suddenly saw several women on the other side of the stream who seemed to be beating clothes with hammers. Her eyes lit up, and then she walked over carrying a bucket.
On the other side, Luo Yi was sitting in a wheelchair and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he looked at Ren Piaomiao: "Aunt... where is the young master fishing?"
Ren Piaomiao turned her head and glanced at Luo Yi with an idiotic look, then moved her eyes slightly downward, seeming to take one more look at the Anling, then turned her head again and continued fishing.
Luo Yi seemed a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and happened to see Ren Piaomiao's silver-white sword.
"Young Master also uses a sword?"
Luo Yi was stunned, as if he didn't expect why he asked the word "ye".
Ren Piaomiao said a neutral "hmm".
Nothing more happened after that.
Luo Yi didn't ask for trouble and just sat quietly aside.
Not far away, Su Youlan was squatting by the stream, beating the clothes with a hammer, her sleeves slightly rolled up, and wiping the sweat on her forehead with her elbows from time to time.
Several women occasionally took the clothes hammer from Su Youlan's hand, seeming to tell her how to use it.
Although Su Youlan had a smile on her face and nodded repeatedly, she was inevitably bitter in her heart.
No matter how much she calculated, the Third Princess, who had no fingers in the spring water, probably did not expect that she would still be alive today.
Luo Yi sat in a wheelchair and kept looking at Su Youlan not far away.
Although a little clumsy, he was still beating the clothes one by one, and a touch of excitement flashed in Luo Yi's eyes.
He lowered his head and clenched his trouser leg tightly with his right hand.
He had to cheer up, he couldn't let her live a miserable life with him like this.
Luo Yi secretly made up his mind.
The stream flowed quietly. Far downstream, a few children lifted a few stones to block the flow of the stream. They rolled up their trouser legs and bent over to catch fish and shrimp in the stream, which was not deep or shallow.
The girl Lin Yueran acted as a dog-headed strategist, holding the air of "leader of the martial arts alliance" on the side, holding her waist with both hands, and constantly giving orders.
At the end of the village, several men were carrying hoes on their shoulders. They must have just returned from working in the fields.
In twos and threes, they would make jokes from time to time, and then laugh together.
Luo Yi sat in a wheelchair and watched all this, his mood gradually calmed down, but in his mind, a few scenes suddenly flashed through his mind.
It's a small town. The boy is holding a dragonfly in his hand and smiling brightly.
I trotted all the way home, still calling my mother.
At the end of the alley filled with chicken and duck excrement, a middle-aged man with slightly white temples was holding some bacon in his hand and looking at the boy with a smile.
In an old courtyard, a beautiful woman heard the boy's call and responded with a smile...
Luo Yi was in a daze. These scenes were like a scroll, unfolding and closing, and then disappeared in a flash.
"then."
A voice suddenly sounded, and a fishing rod suddenly appeared in Luo Yi's hand.
"Huh? Oh."
Luo Yi first glanced at the young man in white blankly, and then quickly tightened his grip on the fishing rod.
Ren Piaomiao stood up slowly, walked to Luo Yi and took the Anling directly above his knees.
Luo Yi didn't stop him either, he couldn't stop him anyway.
Ren Piaomiao held the sword in his left hand, held the hilt in his right hand, and gently unsheathed the sword.
A ray of cold light burst out from the scabbard, and the sword light flashed on Ren Piaomiao's face.
"The sword is good."
Ren Piaomiao threw An Ling back to Luo Yi, and landed firmly on Luo Yi's knees.
Luo Yi smiled, but Ren Piaomiao's next words made Luo Yi's smile freeze on his face.
"Normal people."
Luo Yi's smile was stiff. At this moment, the fishing rod in his hand suddenly moved. Luo Yi was stunned. He subconsciously lifted the fishing rod, and a green carp bit the hook at some point.
Luo Yi stared blankly at the green carp.
"this……"
Ren Piaomiao looked at the fish expressionlessly and asked in a deep voice: "How did you do it?"
"Ah?" Luo Yi was a little confused.
Ren Piaomiao took the fishing rod from Luo Yi's hand, took the green carp off the hook, put it into the fish basket, squatted on the ground and stared at the fish, lost in thought.
You know, for twelve years, Ren Piaomiao was not able to catch even a single fish.
It only took Luo Yi less than half a stick of incense to catch a green carp.
His narrow eyes suddenly narrowed, and then he looked at Luo Yi.
"Good fishing, don't fish again next time."
Luo Yi pursed his lips and swallowed.
He only felt a chill coming over him.
If Luo Yi had never lost his memory, he would definitely know what this feels like.
This is……
Killing intent.
Su Youlan glanced at the two of them quietly at this time, looking thoughtful.
evening.
Su Youlan stood in front of the stove, lost in thought.
To be honest, she was starting to regret it a little now.
No one had ever told her that as a woman, she had to do so many things? !
Not only do I have to take care of Luo Yi every day, but I also have to do laundry and cook!
Laundry is fine, but cooking is really scary.
In the past, Su Youlan only thought that when a man and a woman got married, it was just an extra person in the house who had to see and see each other every day.
All the trivial matters are taken care of by the housekeeper and maid, and I only have to strategize and win the battle thousands of miles away.
But who would have thought...
Su Youlan's eyelids couldn't help but twitch when she looked at some green vegetables placed beside the stove and the white rice that Luo Yi helped him find...
How come you remember all the trivial things in life, but forget all the key secrets of cultivation?
I don’t know how long I have been working on it, but in short, the movement on the stove has not been small.
Either it was Su Youlan's exclamation, or a burning smell came out. What was even more outrageous was that there were one or two explosion-like sounds coming from under the stove, but it shocked Luo Yi in the room. .
Even Dahuang at the entrance of the village happened to see the black smoke coming out of the chimney while he was sitting on the ground scratching his hind legs while passing by the thatched hut of Luo Yi and Su Youlan. He couldn't help but shake his head.
But every time Luo Yi asked, the movement on the stove stopped abruptly, and then Su Youlan's faint voice came out.
"It's okay... Husband, just wait a little longer."
Then another hour passed, and almost after Su Youlan finally went to great lengths to prepare a dinner that at least looked edible, the two of them also welcomed in their hut. A guest...
