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"It's 200 in total, I'll give you the change," the proprietress of Jiahuan Supermarket said with a smile, "You bought so many things again. Is your wife back?"

Since the development of tourism in the town, various supermarkets have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. However, no matter which supermarket they are, they are all local brands. Only local She people can do business in this town, and no one from the She people does not recognize them. This is Moro, the most outstanding-looking member of their She tribe.

Zhu Yu nodded and rarely said a few more words, "She will be back tonight."

The landlady smiled and stuffed two packs of chewing gum into the bag, "No wonder, you only bought so many things when Yutang was at home. She has been away on a business trip for a week, right?"

The story of Moro marrying a wife had been buzzing among the She people for a long time, and many reporters even came to interview them. They probably thought it could be used as a gimmick to develop tourism, but this did not affect the young couple at all. They live quietly like an ordinary couple.

The only unusual thing is that maybe it's a little too affectionate.

Zhu Yu corrected the landlady, "It's four hours more than one week and two days."

The landlady was so amused that she laughed and deliberately made fun of him, "I know, I know, you didn't cry when Yutang left, did you?"

Zhu Yu kept the receipt. Zhao Yutang was in charge of the money at home. He would ask his wife to reimburse him after he returned. He was not upset when the landlady made fun of him. He lowered his long eyelashes and said sadly, "Cry again." Useless."

The implication is that if it is really useful, he can also cry.

When I got home, it was time for dinner. I wish Yu could still send Zhao Yutang a message every 10 minutes during her cooking time, asking where she was. Zhao Yutang took the trouble to reply one by one. When she returned to the last message, she had already arrived at the door of her house.

As soon as the combination lock rang, the door was opened from the inside, and Zhao Yutang was instantly embraced into a warm embrace. She raised her face and sniffed the smell in the air, "Sweet and sour fish."

Zhu Yu was indeed making sweet and sour fish. He didn't even have time to put down the spatula in his hand. He hugged Zhao Yutang for a while and returned to the kitchen before the pot was burnt.

"I'm going to change clothes first."

After graduation, Zhao Yutang did not choose to stay in school for further study, nor did she work in a place recommended by her teacher. Although she only had a degree in folklore, she knew much more than that, and it was enough to support herself. Some time ago, she met a person introduced by her teacher. Professor of Folklore, the two planned to co-write a thesis on the mountain gods of the She ethnic group, so they took advantage of a business trip to briefly meet with the teacher to discuss the progress of their ideas.

After changing clothes and coming down, Zhu Yu was making the last dish. Zhao Yutang sat at the door of the kitchen to supervise the work according to the old rules, carrying a bag of potato chips in his hand to satisfy his hunger.

"The child who asked you to bless him two days ago was discharged from the hospital today. His parents said they would go to the temple to fulfill his wish."

Zhu Yu said "Yes" and said, "There are people guarding the temple. They can go anytime."

Zhao Yutang continued to look through the messages on her phone. She was looking at Zhu Yu's phone. This person didn't like using electronic products. She would only take her phone with her when she went out, but other people didn't reply to messages sent to him. She I occasionally look through it.

Traditionally, the She people have great faith in mountain gods. They often come to Zhuyu to give blessings. They also send blessings during festivals and festivals. Zhuyu’s mobile phone mailbox is full.

Zhao Yutang was just getting rid of the little red dots when her cell phone buzzed. She looked at the caller ID and threw it to Zhu Yu, "Canaan's phone number."

Canaan has grown up a lot in the past two years, and his words have become denser. He talks endlessly, and he is currently in the period of voice change. His hoarse voice is very torturous. Zhao Yutang just talked to this kid on the phone yesterday, and he really doesn’t want to hear it now. The drake chanted.

She returned to the living room with the potato chips in her arms, not wanting to listen to the conversation between the two men.Zhu Yu answered the phone and said "hello" without emotion.

Canaan's hoarse drake voice spread throughout the kitchen, and even lowering the volume manually did not work. It had a three-dimensional surround effect, "Moluo! Sister Yutang is back! I want to come to eat! Just wait for me!" "

Zhu Yu's eyelids twitched. This guy was in middle school in the town. He liked to run here whenever he had something to do. He didn't know whether he was getting braver or because he had lost his eyesight. He couldn't even drive him away, which greatly affected him and Zhao Yutang. world of two.

He decisively refused, "Don't come, you're not welcome."

Normally he would have tolerated it, but today Zhao Yutang had just returned from a long trip, and he couldn't bear the thought of another bully interfering in their world.

Canaan whined for a moment, but couldn't get pity from the hard-hearted Moro, so he had to give up and complained depressedly, "I have grown up, Moro, you are still as stingy and clingy as ever."

Zhu Yu snorted coldly, feeling proud instead of ashamed, "Yuyu likes me like this."

Canaan didn't believe it and wanted to refute but couldn't find a reason. Thinking about it carefully, he even felt that half of the pampering that Zhu Yuneng had today had to be done by Zhao Yutang himself.

He said "uh" and hung up the phone angrily.

I’m full and exhausted!
A few days later, Zhao Yutang and Zhu Yu went back to the temple, because the family who wanted to fulfill their vows had a big party a few days ago and invited many prestigious elders from the clan to attend. This was an important event to pay tribute to the mountain god, and it was also a good thing. , Zhu Yu, as Moro, should come forward.

Zhao Yutang usually couldn't help with this kind of thing. After watching half of the ceremony, she wandered outside. It was still the turn of spring and summer, and the wild flowers and grass on the mountains were lush and lush. She listened to the music coming from the temple and picked some. I picked up a few small flowers with beautiful colors, tied them with a headband, and walked back holding them.

She arrived at a coincidental time, the ceremony had already ended, and the people who had made the wish and the elders of the clan were talking at the door. After chatting for a few words, they were going down the mountain. At the end, only Zhu Yu was left standing at the door of the temple.

Because of the need for the ceremony, Zhu Yu wore a Moro-shaped robe with a light azure color. Standing at the door of the temple, he really looked like an independent god.

Zhao Yutang looked at her from a distance and blew a long and cheerful whistle. Zhu Yu raised his head when he heard the sound, and even before he could see her clearly, he came over naturally and proactively.

How can there be such an easy deceiver?

She arched her eyebrows and smiled, raised her hand to hand over the bouquet, and said in a carefree and happy tone that was unique to her when she was in a good mood, "Long time no see."

The ceremony had been held for less than half a day, and she was obviously joking when she said this. Zhu Yu plucked the soft and lovely petals and answered the question in a decent manner, "Are you still leaving?"

He never told Zhao Yutang that in fact, during the first half month of falling in love, he always dreamed. What impressed him most was her turning around and leaving again and again.

Zhao Yutang seemed to smile, "I'm not leaving."

There is no next reunion, they will stay together forever.

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