Yun Shen doesn't know that spring is late

Two hundred miles to the east of Ancheng, walking along the ravine for an hour, you can see the century-old pear tree at the head of Yongning Village.Every spring, pear trees are full of trees, and the breeze blows like snow falling.

Songzhou is no better than Linhuai. After winter, it will definitely snow.

Before Lidong arrived this year, there was a night of snow.

In the early morning, when the night snow fell, the warm sun peeked out from behind the dissipating dark clouds, warmly illuminating the snowflakes on the old pear trees.

Mua is always the first one to get up every day.

He took a bamboo pole and knocked off the ice ridges hanging from the eaves one by one, and then brought a broom to clean up the falling snow and broken ice ridges in front of the store.

"Mua, I got up really early today!" The man who picked up dung passing by said hello to Mua.

Mua smiled and said, "Uncle is older than me!"

"I can only do this job as soon as possible." The uncle nodded, not daring to hesitate, and walked away quickly.

Mua breathed a long sigh of relief, and stretched his wrist. He hadn't fought in the past few years, and he always felt uncomfortable.

"Husband, come and help me."

"coming!"

Suddenly hearing a call from the small courtyard behind the store, Mu'a rolled up his sleeves, walked into the back alley, and walked into the small courtyard from the back door.

I saw a young woman dressed as a peasant woman standing in front of the kitchen door holding hot water, smiling at Mua: "I'll bring the hot water to the girl first, there is not enough firewood here, my husband will chop some firewood for me, Add more firewood, watch the fire."

"It's easy to say!" Naturally, he should do this kind of rough work!

Mu'a's hands and feet were quick to work, and he chopped half of the firewood in the backyard very quickly.

He walked into the kitchen with a bunch of them in his arms, added a few pieces of firewood to the stove, and blew on the fire with a bamboo tube to make the fire burn hotter.

The peasant woman just came back with water, and Mu'a looked at her with a smile, "What do you want my lady to say?"

"The rest, I'll come, you go and rest." The young woman's name is Qin Niang, and she is also a disaster victim who was rescued by the princess and Qin Wangfu seven years ago.Because she cooks well, she was left behind by the princess.Mu'a was ordered to stay by Chu Fu's side to protect Chu Fu, so he also stayed here.

This Qin Niang is gentle by nature, and Juanmu is honest and reliable, the two see each other right after they come and go, Yanying simply matches the two and they become husband and wife.

Seven years ago, Xiao Jin and Yanying supported King Qin's empty coffin back to Chao'an City, and pretended to bury King Qin's empty coffin.The winter snow that year came early and urgently, and the people were not ready for winter, so the wind and snow fell for half a month.The crops that were too late to harvest were damaged in the fields, and many mountain roads out of the village were also made difficult due to the snowstorm.What's more terrible is that there were several avalanches in the mountains, and several villages were hit by snowstorms. The closer the villages were to the foot of the mountain, the more serious the disasters were, and the more people died.

Misfortunes never come singly. A few days later, some villages began to suffer from epidemics.

Xiao Jin and Yanying immediately decided to dispose of their family property, buy porridge and food, and help the people who fled to Chao'an City.

As a doctor, Chu Fu naturally would not stand by and watch. She took Mua to the villages outside the city every day for treatment. However, she was just an ordinary doctor and did not have the ability to bring the dead back to life. Even if she tried her best, she could not save many people. .

Perhaps it was because of the remote location, so the court didn't pay much attention to the snow disaster.

There is no king of Qin in Chao'an City, and the officials also open warehouses to provide disaster relief according to the routine. They just try their best and do their duty. There are two kinds of mentality. The only poor people are the poor.

When Ming Jibei drove to pick up King Qin's family, Chu Fu made up his mind to stay in Chao'an City until the beginning of spring before going back.

Being able to save one more person made Chu Fu feel at ease.

If Chu Fu didn't leave, Yanying naturally wouldn't leave either.

Ming Jibei was only worried that King Qin would stay in the territory of Dayan. If the court spies accidentally discovered him, no one would be able to protect him from the crime of deceiving the king.

Therefore, after several people discussed, Xiao Jin decided to accompany King Qin to Daling for a long-term stay to recuperate, so that night Ming sent north and rode away with Xiao Jin, King Qin and Lv Lan.

Yanying also thought that she and her mother, concubine, and father were only separated for a few months, and after the beginning of spring, she could go to Daling with Mu'a and reunite with her family.

Unexpectedly, this difference will be seven years in the blink of an eye.

She and Chu Fu settled down in Yongning Village temporarily, and later opened a medical clinic. She wrote the inscription on the plaque of the medical clinic by herself, and called it [Xuanhutang].

Although the hospital is not big, it is kept clean.

Although it is thousands of miles away from Daling, but in the past seven years, there have been many letters and silver, so life must be worry-free.Therefore, Chu Fu's consultation fee was only one penny, and the money for medicine was discounted as much as he could. When the poor people with a radius of hundreds of miles learned that there was a living Guanyin here, they rushed here to seek medical treatment.

In the beginning, Yanying would memorize it in a small notebook. Fu'er saved a few more people today. Later, she forgot about it, because Fu'er saved so many people in the past seven years, so many that Yanying could no longer remember. number up.

She followed Chu Fu for seven years, and Chu Fu also taught her for seven years.

After all, studying medicine requires wisdom and perseverance.Yanying tried her best to learn, seven years so far, she can only know all the medicinal materials well, and she can help Chu Fu grasp the medicinal materials every day.In her spare time, she can also help Chu Fu teach three rescued orphans how to read and write.

These three people were all three lives snatched from Lord Yan during the snow disaster seven years ago - the older one is ten years old and his name is Chen Zhong, the middle one is nine years old this year and his name is Du Rufeng, and the youngest one is seven years old. When she was young, she was just a baby girl, and only knew that his father's surname was Mo, and before she even had time to give her a name, her parents died in the avalanche caused by the night snow.

After Chu Fu rescued these three people, he kept them by his side.

She has never let these three people call her master, but these three people have been called brothers and sisters since they were young, and their relationship is very deep.

Yanying could understand some things even if Chu Fu didn't say them.

At least three to five years later, at least when Chen Zhong really grows up and can take good care of his juniors and juniors, Chu Fu and her can leave here with peace of mind and go to Daling to reunite with their parents.

"Cha! Cha!" Yingying stood on the shelf and yelled twice.

Yanying made a silent gesture to it, took a berry lightly and fed it, and whispered: "Fu'er slept late last night, let her sleep for a while."

Yingying tilted her head to look at Yanying, and began to eat the berries happily.

Yanying smiled dumbly, and when she turned around, she saw Chu Fu smiling sideways, looking at her tenderly.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"I want to see how Yingying loves me."

Yanying smiled and said, "When will I not feel sorry for you?" After finishing speaking, she brought the basin filled with hot water to the side of the bed, wrung out the handkerchief, wiped Chu Fu's face gently, and said softly, " Sleep for a while, I went to see, there is no sick person at the gate of Xuanhutang."

"Okay." Chu Fu nodded.

Yanying put the handkerchief into the water basin, and wanted to take it away, but Chu Fu grabbed the corner of the garment.

"Fur?"

"You too."

Yanying smiled, "Okay." Afraid that the coldness of her outer clothes would hit Chu Fu, she quickly tore off her belt, took off her outer clothes, got into the quilt, and stretched out her arms to hug Chu Fu into her arms.

Chu Fu leaned comfortably against her heart, she smiled and said, "As expected, it's the warmest here."

"Sleep peacefully, I won't run away." Yanying joked, and hugged Chu Fu even tighter.

"Heh, are you willing?" Chu Fu turned around, raised his eyes to look at her, gently stroked the corners of Yanying's eyes and eyebrows with his fingers, and said seriously, "Get ready, let's go back to Daling."

Yanying was stunned, "Huh?"

Chu Fu suppressed a smile, and scraped the tip of Yanying's nose, "You've been with me for seven years, so it's time for me to accompany you to do what you want."

Yanying was slightly sour, and asked with a smile: "Do you know what I want to do?"

"I know." Chu Fu answered simply.

Yanying pretended to be serious, "Tell me about it."

Chu Fu leaned forward, pressed against Yanying's forehead, rubbed the tip of his nose against Yanying's, "I'm also... homesick."

Yanying felt her eyes burning, she reminded with tears in her eyes, "Don't you worry about leaving this place to those three furry children?"

"I've made all the arrangements, so don't worry." Chu Fu said warmly, "I don't want to be a living Bodhisattva for the rest of my life."

Yanying sniffed and asked, "What does Fu'er want to do?"

"Don't you know?" Chu Fu's eyes were full of tenderness, and he kissed away the tears from the corners of Yanying's eyes with distress.

"I don't know!" How could Yanying not know?

Chu Fu lightly pecked her lips, "You still don't know?"

Yanying pretended to be calm and said: "En."

"That……"

"what?"

The tip of Chu Fu's tongue gently licked along Yanying's lips, and he quietly tore off his belt, took off his underwear, and stuck to Yanying's body.

"Fu'er, you..." Yanying's breathing suddenly sank.

"I am...your young wife...silly Yingying." Chu Fu's words caused Yanying's sanity to collapse instantly, and she rolled over and pressed Chu Fu under her body.

Yanying is not stupid, how can she let her go when she is in her arms?

Since you are a young lady, you should do something that a young lady should do.

The curtain of the bed half concealed a curtain of spring in the winter morning.

"twitter!"

After Yingying finished eating the berries, she clicked her mouth, let out a loud cry, and closed her eyes happily for a nap.

There are some things that Yingying will not peek at.

Some people have to let go to really grow up.

Chu Fu divided the land property silver he gave into three shares and handed them over to three sensible children.Chen Zhong was the oldest and the most stable, and Chu Fu entrusted him with the care of the medical skills he had carefully written over the past seven years.If you learn it, you will have the ability to live and work. If you don't learn it, you will have land and money, and you won't go hungry.

Everyone should choose their own path.

The same goes for the three kids.

It's just that Chu Fu didn't expect that after many years, these three children would still be on the medical path.Although he is not a well-known master of rejuvenation in the world, he can be regarded as a quack doctor with a benevolent heart and skill.

Stepping on the sea boat back to Daling, Chu Fu looked back at the coast of Dayan with mixed feelings in his heart.

"If Fu'er is reluctant to part with those three children, we will send someone to pick them up when we arrive in Daling." Yanying comforted her warmly, she looked into the depths of the blue sea and smiled, "Isn't it just three more children? It will be more lively."

Yanying's words reminded Chu Fu.

In the past seven years, Daling has been exchanging letters. The year before last, Ming Jibei and Lvlan had a fat boy, and together with the two naughty people from Huaixinhou's residence, Xie Nanyan kept complaining in the letters.

"It's enough to say goodbye once." Chu Fu shook his head, people get along with each other for a long time, and there will always be feelings.She knew this, so she chose to leave at this time, so as not to be more reluctant in the future when the fetters deepened.

Yanying took her hand, glanced at Yingying who was standing on her shoulder, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, Fu'er, Yingying and I will always be here."

"Are you here?" Chu Fu held her hand tightly, and smiled sweetly, "Ah Zhou has seen you before, when the time comes, I will ask Ah Zhou to draw you and post them all over the world. I think you can hide it Where are you going?"

Yanying smiled, "You always say that she is good at drawing, but you only saw me once, how could you draw me so like that?"

"You don't believe it?" Chu Fu asked her with a snicker.

Yanying nodded firmly, "No... believe it!"

Chu Fu smiled lightly, "Mu, pass the letter to Ah Zhou, if I want a painting, I will paint tassels."

Mua nodded, "Okay!"

Girls in Daling cannot be underestimated.

On the first day of setting foot in Daling, Xiao Jin not only agreed with this, but also fell in love with the world of Daling.

Live as much as you want, as long as you want to do it, it is not too late.

After learning that Yan Ying and Chu Fu were coming back, Xiao Jin counted the days and went to the West Sea Ferry to meet them in person.

"drive!"

In the early morning, the spring was bright and beautiful, Xiao Jin took the lead and galloped along the coastline towards the ferry.

She swung her whip and whipped her horse, and her clothes fluttered, throwing the guards behind her farther and farther away.She couldn't help but glanced back, chuckled triumphantly, clamped the horse's belly with her legs, and rode the horse to gallop faster.

When it comes to horse racing, looking at the entire Daling, the only one who can compete shoulder to shoulder with her is the Empress Dowager Wei Chirongxi except Xie Nanyan.

When she picks up the person and returns to Beijing, she will force the two to have another match no matter what.

"It's the concubine mother!" As soon as she got off the boat, after Yanying stood still, she saw the concubine mother's sassy figure.

Yanying couldn't help but her eyes were red, she rarely saw such a cheerful mother and concubine, which shows that the past seven years, the mother and concubine have lived a very good life in Daling as said in the letter.

"Concubine Mother!" Yanying may not have called someone so delicately for a long time.

She can always easily touch Xiao Jin's weakest place. Xiao Jin didn't want to cry at first, but when she heard this soft call, she couldn't help crying too.

Xiao Jinle stopped the horse, got off the horse, quickly approached Yanying and Chu Fu, and hugged them tightly in his arms.

"It's good to be back..." Her voice was choked with sobs, she couldn't help stroking the backs of the two, and said distressedly, "Both of them have lost weight, and when they return to the capital, give the mother and concubine a good meal and sleep. Bring back all the skinny ones!"

"Mother Concubine is talking nonsense." Yanying didn't believe what she said, she took a step back, pinched her face, "Mother Concubine, look, Qin Niang's food is so delicious, I'm obviously fat! "

Hearing these words, Yingying, who was tired from flying in the sky, landed on Yanying's shoulder, and called out clearly, "Zha!"

"I said that if I lose weight, I will lose weight. I haven't seen you for seven years. How dare you talk back to my concubine?" Xiao Jin suppressed a smile, but her tone was still as strong as ever. Is it?"

"If it's so easy to teach, I don't need to teach those military books that the concubine mother gave me earlier..." Chu Fu deliberately didn't finish speaking, but squeezed his wrist intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiao Jin's smile froze, and she looked at Yan Ying in disbelief, "A Ying, it wasn't like this when you were learning the piano."

"Concubine Mu, Fu'er, please forgive me." Yanying hurriedly begged for mercy, and she took one of them with each hand, "Go home... shall we go home?" As she spoke, she blinked fiercely at Mu'a , "Qin Niang is still pregnant, and finally landed, let's quickly find a place for her to have a good rest."

Mu'a nodded and said: "En! En!" After finishing speaking, he supported Qin Niang who was dizzy and uncomfortable with distress.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we go home."

"Ah."

Xiao Jin and Chu Fu looked at each other and smiled, and reached a temporary consensus to let the little fox go first.

"How is father?" After Yanying breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't help asking again.

Xiao Jin smiled and said: "How can it be bad? Daling treats guests as superiors, and he is also happy to be at leisure. He likes to go to Baishan Tower to discuss poetry and Taoism with a group of literati." Speaking of this, what did Xiao Jin think of? He took off a scroll from the saddle and handed it to Chu Fu, "When I left Beijing, Marquis Huaixin said, this is the painting you want, Ah Fu."

"Thank you, concubine mother." Chu Fu took the painting, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Yingying, you don't believe this." Then, she handed the painting to Yanying again.

Yanying has been looking forward to it for a long time, but she wants to see what Yunzhou will paint her like?

"If it's not like..."

Yanying only finished speaking halfway, then stopped.

She stared blankly at half of the picture scroll opened, it was Fu'er——Standing in the corner of the wall, Nianmei smiled lightly.

Chu Fu's eyes were slightly moist. She remembered that this painting was given to her by Yun Zhou. She stayed in Daling back then because she knew that no matter how good the painting was, it was just a painting. Can't get into her life.

This painting skill is really wonderful!

Xiao Jin was also dumbfounded, and helped Yanying unfold the scroll again.

Fu'er in the painting is still in the same posture as before, but the person looking at Fu'er is no longer the person looking at the painting, but standing sideways in the corridor, looking at the tassel in Fu'er's painting from afar.

Just a side face is already lifelike.

In the painting, Yingying gazes affectionately from afar, and Fu'er holds flowers and smiles at her lightly. Although it is just a quiet painting, there is no sound at this time, and there is sunshine when there is no sunshine.

The tenderness of these two people is all in the painting.

"There's still Yingying!" Yanying exclaimed, and there was a small parrot standing on top of the wall in the painting.

Yanying wept with joy, she looked sideways and found that Chu Fu's eyes were already red.

"Fu'er." Yanying called softly.

Chu Fu shook his head and laughed, "I'm fine, but I didn't expect Ah Zhou to be so attentive." As she said that, her eyes wandered to the inscription along with herself in the painting.

She remembered that when Yunzhou wrote the first sentence - the fragrance of red plums brings spring.

And she mentioned one thing - forgetting each other is not an angel.

Now the first sentence is still "the fragrance of red plums brings spring", but the second sentence has become another sentence, "Don't wait for the Spring Festival Gala to return late".

"Don't wait for the Spring Festival Gala to return late." Chu Fu read it again with tears in her eyes. She looked up at the sky and said with tears in her eyes, "Let's go home early."

"En!" Yanying nodded, and quickly put away the scroll.

She hooked the most important person in the world with one hand, squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "Let's go home!"

Xiao Jin smiled, she liked Yun Zhou's last inscription.

Many people and many things are always regretted after they are lost.

Fortunately, she did not return late.

She turned her face quietly, looking at Chu Fu and Yanying beside her.

The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of tenderness, the luckiest thing in this life is that she cherished her, and she cherished her too.

The years will not disappoint, and the world is full of warmth.

--Finish--

The author has something to say: I finally finished writing this story.

The key word of this story is "cherish".Many times, we always feel that many things can be done tomorrow, and many times, if it is too late, it is really too late.Suddenly, I thought of the dog I had raised for 15 years. Because I was very busy with work, I never went back to my parents' house.As a result, my mother called the next day, and the dog left.So from that time on, the word "cherish" has added a layer of personal perception to me.Hence the original theme of this story, "cherish."

Because it is a series of articles, the little angels who entered the pit because of this story may be a little strange to some characters. If you are interested, you can read the front and back texts, and you may have a different feeling. PS: The Empress Dowager Dayan died in the palace within a few years, so it is considered retribution. In "Teacher's Talk", the Qi family is also gone. After all, the wealth obtained by unscrupulous means must be returned.As for Xu Yaozhi~ he definitely didn’t end well~ If you’re interested, you can read the ancient teacher-student article "Shi Shuo"~ and then P: Du Rufeng and his younger sister are Xiao Ruo’s father, Ma Ma, so Chu Fu can be regarded as Xiao Ruo's patriarch and mother-in-law.

It can be regarded as having arranged for Fu'er's lifelong event~ Everyone, don't worry about her~

As for Princess Qin, she is obviously a straight character, okay?I don’t know why, but it’s always easy to catch up with all kinds of CPs. For example, at first you like YY’s Chu Fu and Qin Wangfei the most, and later you started to mislead Daling’s Empress Dowager Wei Chi Rongxi and Qin Wangfei. What’s the matter? !

Finally, thank you for your support over the past nine years, and thank you for liking the stories I wrote.

Although it's been nine years, I'm still a prose writer, but because of your comments, I should still be able to persist in writing a few more stories~ Comparing my heart~

Last but not least, let’s talk a little bit~ Xinkeng should have a different style~ "Ge Shanhai", double life, partial Jianghu style, if you like it~ Let’s see you in Jianghu~ Yuan Xiaoning worships~

2020. 6, 22