Seeing the darkness outside the window, Wan'er lit the oil lamp.
In this spacious house, there are only two people, a man and a woman, sitting opposite each other.
"Wan'er, you rest early. I'll try again later to see if I can successfully release the energy."
Mu Wan'er agreed.
She doesn't understand anything about the Immortal Martial Arts, so she won't talk nonsense. She gave everything to Shenzui because she believed that Shenzui would also work hard to stay together with her.
Wan'er stood up and came to the door. She held on to the door frame and turned around and said, "I'm right outside. If you need anything, just call me."
Shenzui smiled and nodded at her.
The wooden door was closed, and the two of them were separated by two rooms.
The night was cold and dewy, and Mu Wan'er had no intention of sleeping.
She paced softly in the front hall, back and forth, worried.
But no one except Shen Zui can understand her thoughts. Fortunately, she doesn't need others to understand, because the intoxication belongs to her alone.
Finally, Wan'er stopped at the low table next to the couch. On it should be the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other items specially left by Sister-in-law Xu Shan. I think I was afraid that they would want to write something, so I put it in a more conspicuous place.
Wan'er opened the inkstone, poured some water into it, and began to grind the ink. After the water dissolved some ink, she picked up a brush and wrote on the rice paper.
When I first started writing, a large amount of ink fell on the paper before the tip of the pen. The originally white and flawless paper was suddenly stained with ink, and there was a black mark in the middle.
Faced with this bad omen, Wan'er wouldn't even think about it in normal times. She has been in the funeral business for many years, and she doesn't care about the so-called signs.
But now at the critical moment when Shen Zui is dissipating, Wan'er hopes that even the water droplets falling from the eaves will be an even number, preferably an integer multiple of six, to seek good luck.
Looking at the paper in front of her that was destroyed by ink, she was filled with irritation.
She reached out her hand, wanting to crumple the paper into a ball, and then throw it out.
But when her fingers touched the delicate rice paper, Wan'er retracted her hand.
Doesn’t this ink spot resemble the current situation?
It turned out that the favored son of heaven was intoxicated and fell into the mortal world, making a living together with her. The future was bleak, just like a black spot in it.
But there were many people helping them around, and it seemed that the white color around them was not stained.
If you only look at one of them, all you will see is darkness. But if you look further away, everything will be different.
Thinking of this, Mu Wan'er gently rolled up her sleeve with her left hand and wrote a few words vertically on the left and right sides of the black spot with her right hand.
On the left: Like a spring breeze.
On the right: Drunken Chang'an.
These were the love words she and Shen Zui had said before, and now that she thought about it carefully, it still made Wan'er's cheeks turn red with embarrassment.
She put down her pen, held the two corners of the ink-stained paper in front of her, and lifted it into the air.
Eyes full of spiritual energy, looking at the handwriting on it, although not very pretty, gradually calmed down.
"Dong dong dong."
There was a light knocking at the window.
"Miss Mu, I am Xu Shan. Grandma Chen is worried about you. Please ask me to bring you some food. Can you open the door?"
There was Sister-in-law Xu's voice outside.
Wan'er first looked inside, thinking that such a soft voice would have no effect on Shen Zui. Compared to walking by myself, the knocking sound is not loud.
She hurriedly put down the paper, stood on tiptoes and quickly opened the door bolt, "Sister-in-law, it's already this time, please run away."
Wan'er said as she took the food box from Xu Shan's hand, but at the same time she also crossed the threshold and came outside the house.
Xu Shan naturally understood the meaning. She knew that Shen Zui couldn't blow air recently, so she didn't feel slighted at all.
Xu Shan took Mu Wan'er's hand and closed the door to prevent the cold air from entering the house.
"It's okay. It's just a walk, so it doesn't matter."
Xu Shan smiled and said, "My mother-in-law asked you what you want to eat tomorrow, so she can cook it for you."
Wan'er felt extremely grateful, "Please tell my mother-in-law, it's really not necessary. We can just eat some dry food."
"Even if I say this, Granny Chen can only listen to it. Mr. Shen should be in the inner room. As long as delivering food will not affect him, I will try my best to speak softly and quickly to ensure that it does not delay his recovery."
Wan'er wanted to say something else, but Sister-in-law Xu Shan waved her hand, "Go back, Mr. Shen can't live without people. I'm leaving."
"Sister-in-law, be careful on the road."
Wan'er waited outside the door for a while before entering the house.
After she carried the food box into the house, she found that it was also chicken soup, but this time there were no ginseng slices, but dozens of wolfberries floating in the soup, which were bright red and really beautiful.
That night, Shenzui intermittently asked the hornbill to deliver messages to Wan'er. In the meantime, he drank ginseng chicken soup several times and ate some food.
Every time Wan'er saw Shen Zui, she felt that he was even more haggard than before.
As dawn gradually dawned, Wan'er suddenly woke up and found that Shenzui had gone back to the inner room again, with only the hornbill lying on her shoulder.
Following her movements, the golden birds all over her body also began to comb their feathers and chirped twice in a low voice.
"Hey, Sister-in-law Xu, where did you come back from so early in the morning? You are still carrying big and small bags. I think you must have a happy night here..."
"Yes, don't look at Mrs. Xu who has lived alone for so many years. With her dress and figure, she is more handsome than many yellow girls in the village."
Faced with these dirty words, Xu Shan didn't pay much attention to them for a long time.
There was no established man in the family, and she was married from out of town. She had no family to rely on, so she could only bear it silently.
Xu Shan, who was wearing a loose coat and long skirt today, just lowered her head and walked through the village idlers who got up early for some reason.
Among these men who like to talk nonsense, there is actually a thin and dark young man named Li Er.
Usually when Carpenter Li was working, he would definitely be watching from the side. If there is anything in the world that is most attractive to Li Er, it must be carpentry.
The craziest time was when I watched it for a whole day under the scorching sun in midsummer. Li Er, who was naked on his upper body, found that the skin on his back had been peeled off by the sun before nightfall, and he felt a burning pain, as if someone had put burning charcoal on his back.
But despite this, he remained unmoved the next day, wrapped in herbs and waiting for Carpenter Li's arrival.
Carpenter Li has something to do at home these days, so he can't help Mu Wan'er and the others build a new house, so Li Er is also free.
When the most important thing on his mind temporarily gives way, the angry young man naturally thinks of women.
He had briefly expressed his love for Mu Wan'er before, but he only said it in the midst of the crowd's booing, as if squeezing out toothpaste.
Regarding this so-called confession, not to mention that she is intoxicated now, even if she is not, Wan'er doesn't take it to heart.
The word "love" still requires two people to be happy with each other.
