Mengtan Village is not big, with only three or two streets and less than a hundred households. In the blink of an eye, I have already walked around the village.
Along the way, Lan Sheng kept introducing Chang Ling to various interesting things that happened in the village, such as whose chickens ran into whose yard and laid eggs, and the wild beasts on the mountain ran into the vegetable fields and were easily beaten to death by her for meat. Where? The child-stealing trafficker was easily subdued by her, etc...
In short, she said that she was the hero of this village, doing chivalry and justice!
At the corner of an alley, I finally found a desolate small cloth shop, with a dilapidated sign hanging diagonally above the storefront, crumbling. After searching around the village and seeing that there was only one cloth shop, Chang Ling could only reluctantly choose it.
Just as she was about to step into the store, she saw Lan Sheng gently tugging at the corner of her clothes behind her, lowering her head to show that she had no money.
Chang Ling looked down at Lan Sheng, took out a small bag of money from his arms, waved it in front of Lan Sheng, then took her hand and walked into the cloth shop.
The proprietress of the cloth shop thought that Lan Sheng did not have money to buy cloth, so she was not allowed to enter the shop because she was afraid that she would stain the cloth. After confirming that Chang Ling indeed had the money, he gave way and turned around to greet him with a smile.
It seems that the "hero" in the village is not popular because of lack of money.
"Young man, you look strange, are you here to buy cloth?" the landlady joked.
Chang Ling did not respond to her, but pulled Lan Sheng to the counter and said: "Lan Sheng, pick two pieces of cloth that you can sleep with."
Although the cloth shop is not big, the cloth looks decent and the patterns are quite exquisite.
"Ms. sir?" Lan Sheng's eyes flickered, he pursed his lips and asked a little puzzled.
"I'll make you two changes of clothes."
Lan Sheng looked at Chang Ling in disbelief, his lips trembling as he didn't know what to say. His watery eyes couldn't suppress the joy, and he was stunned in place for a long time.
On the other hand, the landlady's eyes lit up when she heard this. She immediately enthusiastically pulled Lan Sheng over and displayed the bundles of cloths in front of the counter with great joy.
It was the first time that he saw so many pieces of cloth with exquisite patterns displayed in front of him. Lan Sheng said that he didn't know how to make a choice. He hesitated again and again, feeling that every piece of cloth looked beautiful.
The business of Buzhuang was not very good. Seeing that Lan Sheng was hesitant, the proprietress just let her choose, while she turned around and started eating melon seeds. From time to time, she came forward to introduce:
"This cloth is very good..."
"Lansheng, you are so discerning. This piece of cloth is the best in our shop..."
When Lan Sheng was choosing cloth, Chang Ling asked the proprietress for a red rope, passed the rope through the hole of the jade, tied a knot, and then put the jade around Lan Sheng's neck while he was choosing cloth.
Lan Sheng moved his gaze from the cloth to Chang Ling, with doubts on his face: "Is this... for me?"
Chang Lingyun said calmly: "This jade is destined to you and can keep you safe."
Lan Sheng saved his life, but he thought it was an ordinary act. But at this moment, Lan Sheng had already stirred up huge waves in her heart. This was the first time someone had been so kind to her, and she thought to herself:
"As expected of my beloved husband!"
Everyone in Mengtan Village knew that Lan Sheng had no relatives or friends, and everyone avoided her. This was the first time that someone would bring her to buy cloth. After seeing Chang Ling gifting the jade to Lan Sheng so plainly, the landlady finally couldn't hold back her gossip and asked:
"What is your relationship with Lan Sheng?"
"He is my husband-in-law!" Lan Sheng pouted and rushed to answer, with a tone that could not be questioned.
"Lan Sheng is my friend."
The landlady was chewing melon seeds, glanced at Chang Ling with a smile, and replied: "I can see it, I can see it."
Then he started nagging non-stop about how well-behaved and sensible Lan Sheng was, and how well matched the two of them were, which was even worse than Lan Sheng's boast.
"Boss lady, I want these two pieces of cloth." After hesitating for a while, Lan Sheng finally chose two pieces of cloth.
A piece of cyan fabric, she thought it matched Chang Ling's white robe very well. The other piece is red. She likes red, it looks festive. And she knew that she had to wear red clothes when she got married. Not only did she have to wear red clothes, but she also had to wear a red hijab.
After selecting the fabric, the proprietress led Lan Sheng to the back of the hall. She held a rope and kept gesturing on Lan Sheng's body to tailor the clothes for her.
Chang Ling leaned against the door of the store, looking at the empty street, thoughtfully: "Does it make her even more inseparable from me if I treat her like this?"
Chang Ling suddenly noticed the orange vendor selling oranges diagonally across the corner who was about to close his stall. He thought that Lan Sheng had once said in the forest that she liked to eat oranges, and that she would take him to pick them when they were ripe.
But he probably couldn't wait until the day when he would accompany her to pick citrus. After a brief hesitation, Chang Ling went over and bought some citrus.
The hawker was very enthusiastic, and when he saw that Chang Ling had nothing, he gave him a bamboo basket to hold tangerines.
After Lan Sheng came out, he was stunned for a moment when he saw Chang Ling holding a small basket of tangerines. Then he quickly ran to Chang Ling, gave him a firm "pop" on the cheek, and hugged him tightly. Looking at him.
If she kissed him in the river that day to keep him, then Lan Sheng didn't know why this time. She only knew that at this moment she just wanted to kiss him, or even bite him on the face.
Probably I want to kiss my husband more often!
Faced with Lan Sheng's sudden move, Chang Ling's mind went blank for a moment, and his body felt numb and unable to move.
This was the second time he was kissed by her, and the last time caught him off guard just like this time. It's just that the last time I was kissed by her was in the river. I don't know how long my cheek had been soaked in the water. My nerves were already numb and I didn't feel much. It was as if I was lightly touched by a finger.
But this time he stood here like this, even though it was only for a moment, the warmth felt real. His face was tingling, with a trace of the nectar left by Lan Sheng hanging on it, sparkling in the sunlight.
Moreover, the proprietress was still standing by and looking at him with a half-smile, feeling unbearably shy. A blush spread on her cheeks and spread to her neck and ears.
Then Chang Ling felt that his body was unstable, so he grabbed Lan Sheng's hand and shook it, then took a small step back to stabilize his posture. This girl was quite strong.
"Ms., you are so kind to me, I love you!"
Lan Sheng's words were full of joy, and Chang Ling also felt happy. I don't know if it was because she called him husband, or because she said she loved him. Maybe he was happy when he saw her happy, but in the end, all he squeezed out was plain words. A few words:
"Lan Sheng, let go of me first."
Then Chang Ling paid the money for the customized clothes to the proprietress. The proprietress looked at Chang Ling with a half-understanding look during the whole process, making the tall and tall Chang Ling as shy as a little girl waiting to bloom. .
Because Lan Sheng's clothes were torn, Chang Ling spent more money to ask the landlady to hurry up. But it won't be ready until tomorrow morning. Next, Chang Ling took Lan Sheng to the market and bought some daily necessities.
Lan Sheng has been living like this for a long time. He doesn't know what else he needs. He only holds the oranges bought by Chang Ling and jumps behind Chang Ling. From time to time, he hands Chang Ling a piece of orange:
"The citrus my husband bought is so sweet."
In the blink of an eye, it was evening. Chang Ling and Lan Sheng returned home carrying a bunch of things, and then Chang Ling got busy.
The tea oil lamp was too dim and helped Lan Sheng replace it with candles, make a shelf to hang towels, improve the stone stove... and finally cooked a table of meals.
Lan Sheng followed Chang Ling every step of the way, coming over from time to time to help and order food secretly. For the first time, the thatched cottage felt like home.
Chang Ling was busy until late at night when he stopped. Lan Sheng was already waiting for him on the bed.
After the experience of sleeping in bed last night, Chang Ling was naturally reluctant to go to bed, but Lan Sheng kept begging, saying that he was too afraid to sleep alone, too cold alone, etc... In the end, Chang Ling had to put out the candle and crawl out. After getting on the bed, Lan Sheng immediately hugged her.
"There are differences between men and women. You can't get too close to me!"
"Okay." Then Lan Sheng continued to lean into Chang Ling's arms and yawned.
"..."
"If I leave one day, promise me that you will also take care of yourself, okay?" Chang Ling asked tentatively.
Chang Ling didn't see Lan Sheng respond, but when he lowered his eyes, he found that she was already sleeping soundly.
"Not good~" Lan Sheng murmured softly, hugged Chang Ling tightly, and continued to breathe evenly.
Yes, as a little girl who has no ability to earn a living, what can she do to take care of herself? But his body has recovered to some extent, and he will be able to activate his spiritual energy in a few days. He must leave for the sake of the world. What should she do then?
Chang Ling gently stroked Lan Sheng's hair, the moonlight shining on his knife-like face looked cold and biting, but in the end he couldn't resist the tenderness in his eyes, just like the warm sun in winter slowly melting the frost.
The next morning, Lan Sheng still gently poked Chang Ling's cheek with his index finger.
Seeing that Chang Ling woke up, she excitedly took his hand and shook it. She wanted to go to the cloth store to get the clothes. Girls are irresistible to beautiful clothes.
