One year after marriage? !
Mianmian was so shocked that her pupils widened and she looked at Qing'er.
Qing'er held her arm and whispered in her ear: "When you go out, you need to hide your identity."
Mianmian raised her eyes and looked at the old woman in front of her.
The old grandma not only had poor eyesight but also poor ears. She laughed loudly and said, "It's been a year. No wonder you two have such a deep relationship."
Mianmian had no choice but to take the words and said: "Yes, mama."
Qing'er's tense heart instantly dropped, and she smiled happily, but she was afraid that Mianmian would see it, so she turned her head slightly to hide her smile. ?.?????.???
"You two are full." The old woman stood up and prepared to clear away the dishes.
"Mommy, let me help you." Mianmian immediately helped her put away the dishes and chopsticks.
The old grandma covered her waist and said quickly: "My child, put it down, put it down, you are a guest, how can I let you do this?"
Mianmian didn't wait for her to finish her words and took the dishes to the kitchen of the small house.
Xiao Qing'er also helped pick up the remaining two bowls and followed behind her.
The old grandma's kitchen was very shabby. When Mianmian put down the dishes, she found that the rice in the rice vat nearby was almost gone.
She thought for a while, and before the old nanny came, she took out two ingots of gold from her arms and stuffed them into the remaining rice.
After putting it away, she raised her eyes to look at the old hen in the yard, and couldn't help but think of her mother's words before, "Qing'er, I heard that my mother said that the old hens in her family could lay more than a dozen eggs a day. "
Qing'er looked curious, "Is he just like the old duck you used to have?"
The old ducks and geese in Mianmian's family used to be able to lay eggs, but later, after they went to the capital, they put these chickens, ducks and geese in the village, and now they are probably in groups.
She nodded and smiled: "That's right."
Qing'er asked in confusion: "Why did Mianmian suddenly think of this old hen?"
Mianmian looked through the window at the thin old hen outside and said, "It would be great if the chickens at Grandma's house can also lay eggs in the future, so they won't go hungry."
Qing'er touched her head and said softly: "Don't worry, the gold you gave me just now is enough for grandma to buy a yard of chickens."
Mianmian nodded obediently.
At this time, the old grandma came with a broom and said with a smile: "Are you two full? I have packed the guest room just now. You can go in and rest."
It's getting late now. After eating, it will be dawn if you don't sleep.
Mianmian didn't want to trouble the old woman any more, so she took Qing'er to the guest room to sleep.
This farmhouse's earthen house is not like the second floor of the inn. The ground is covered with wet mud.
Qing'er wanted to sleep on the ground now, but Mianmian wouldn't agree.
The two of them just lay on the bed, each covered with a quilt.
The guest room is very small, nestled in a slightly damp quilt, and you can vaguely smell the sandalwood on Qing'er's body.
Qing'er likes incense and learned some from Du Wanchun and Aunt Zhou in the past.
This sandalwood is Mianmian's favorite incense, so Qing'er burns it in her house every day, and over time, she carries this scent with her.
Mianmian gradually felt relieved as she smelled the fragrance, turned over and crawled into bed.
Qing'er closed her eyes, but her ears were paying attention to Mian Mian's every move.
"Mianmian, can't you sleep?" he asked Mianmian.
Mianmian revealed her eyes from the quilt, "Well, I can't sleep a little bit."
Qing'er turned over and was lying on the bed. She looked at the top of the bed and said slowly, "How about I tell you a story like before?"
Mianmian also exposed her head, looked at the top of the bed together, and said with a smile: "Okay, I like to listen to Qing'er telling stories the most."
The two people were lying side by side, even though they were separated by two quilts, there was an enviable intimacy.
This scene seems to overlap with my childhood.
For a moment, Mianmian felt that Xiao Qing'er had never left.
She is still her, and he is still him.
Qing'er cleared her throat and said slowly: "Then I will tell you what happened in the military camp."
Mianmian was very interested and nodded repeatedly, "Okay."
Qing'er put his hand on the back of his head and thought back to his life in the military camp. He deliberately hid the sufferings he suffered in the past and told Mianmian one by one about the interesting things that happened.
Mianmian went from being excited to becoming more and more at ease, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
When Qing'er finished speaking, she found that Mianmian had fallen asleep leaning on his arm.
Qing'er didn't dare to move, for fear of waking her up.
