Don't Forget Everything

There was a heavy rain, and the sky became a little cooler.

As soon as Wen Ran opened the door early in the morning, he was greeted by the cool wind outside, and couldn't help shivering.

Song Yilin didn't know when he was already squatting at Wen Ran's door, but when Wen Ran opened the door, he popped up, and seeing Wen Ran being blown by the cold wind, he stretched out his arms and hugged her.

Wen Ran felt icy and snowy one moment, and felt extremely comfortable as being wrapped tightly in a warm quilt the next moment.

"Early in the morning, what are you doing?" Wen Ran reprimanded Song Yilin verbally, but couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, and didn't push Song Yilin away.

"I woke up suddenly last night and didn't see you by my side. I was startled, but I couldn't fall asleep, so I could only wait for you outside the door, thinking that when you woke up, you would be able to see me."

Wen Ran hugged Song Yilin, patted him on the back lightly, and laughed silently.He has never understood why Song Yilin, a big man, likes acting like a baby so much, and is so handy. At the beginning, Wen Ran was at a loss for Song Yilin's love words and intimacy. .

"You waited outside all night? Aren't you afraid of catching cold? Nonsense."

"Not long, just an hour. I'm not cold, touch it, is it warm?" Song Yilin took Wen Ran's hand and placed it on her chest.

Song Yilin is like a stove, not only warm, but also hot.

Wen Ran said with a smile: "Okay, just count on your good health."

"That's natural." Song Yilin whispered into Wen Ran's ear in a deep voice, and took the opportunity to peck Wen Ran's ear, tickling Wen Ran's heart.

"Okay," Wen Ran slapped Song Yilin on the back, "Clean up and go out, we have to go to cloth village first."

"I know, I know, it's getting cold, bring a few bolts of cloth to make thick clothes for the monkey children. I would like to follow Mr. Wen's instructions." Song Yilin let go of Wen Ran, couldn't help kissing Wen Ran's lips, and said with a smile, " I'm going to get the car."

Song Yilin bought a lot of land on the outskirts of Biancheng and in Xiushan County, twenty miles away, including mulberry gardens and tea houses.Song Yilin is ignorant about managing money and looking at accounts, and he is even more blind when doing business. It was all Wei Shao's suggestion, for no other reason. Buying it directly from Buzhuang, the fat and water will no longer flow to outsiders' fields, and before Wen Ran comes back with him, Wuwangzhai is also taking care of it.

Song Yilin bought a large amount of materials from Wei Shao's cloth shop without causing suspicion, this is what makes Song Yilin most comfortable, if anyone has doubts, just say that they are selling goods for the cloth shop.

The cloth was piled up half a car, and Song Yilin was afraid that Wen Ran would be squeezed, so he simply piled up the cloth into a hill and surrounded Wen Ran in the "valley".

"What are you doing?" Looking at the dense cloth circle, Wen Ran couldn't help being amused by Song Yilin.

"Madam Yazhai, don't circle it up, so that others won't worry about it."

"Nonsense, hurry up."

"Okay, let's go."

Song Yilin raised his horsewhip and sang a song. He was in a good mood like a sunny day, blue and clear, and as clear as a lake. Not for anything else, but because Qin Tang had left Biancheng yesterday. As for him going to Xuzhou to investigate the case, that was Wei Shao should have a headache.The dark cloud that weighed on Song Yilin's heart finally dissipated.

Wen Ran listened to Song Yilin singing folk songs, her eyebrows and eyes were bent, and the corners of her mouth raised involuntarily.

Although Song Yilin is taking one step back and three steps back on the road of learning musical instruments, what he doesn't know is that he has a good voice, and he doesn't need to learn those arty pianos and flutes at all. A folk song is enough to make Wen Ran's heart fascinated.

The reason why Xiushan County is named Xiushan is not only because of the beautiful scenery but also because of the national reputation for embroidery, and it is also one of the year-old tributes paid by the royal family in the southwest.Good embroidery not only needs a good embroiderer, but also needs good embroidery thread. Good embroidery thread requires good silk, and good silk is the work of Sang Nong.

Song Yilin and Wen Ran arrived at Xiushan County before lunch.

"Wen Ran, let's go to old Xu's house for dinner? Sister-in-law Xu's pancakes are all over the world and I can't find any better ones."

"We didn't say anything in advance when we came. Would it be too disturbing to go now?"

"No, no," Song Yilin drove the car into the side road. The place where the sang farmers live is not far from the market in Xiushan County. They should be there if they don't want a cup of tea. Song Yilin said with a smile, "No, Sister-in-law Xu likes you so much, she always asks, why are you here when you are free, she wants to make pancakes for you, I can't always lie to her and say next time. You just want to sell me?"

Wen Ran couldn't help laughing: "You're talking nonsense, what's the use of just making me happy?"

"Then... Shall I earn more money?" It was Song Yilin's own idea to run a free school, but it made Wen Ran worry about it. In the end, it was still a matter of money.

Wen Ran's smile froze slightly on his face, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.When he left Beijing with Song Yilin, he didn't know what Song Yilin did for a living, but he just hoped that Song Yilin could help him escape from Shangjing and the Wen family.

When he decided to be with Song Yilin, he thought he was just a knight-errant who didn't want Song Yilin to be rich and was ready to live in poverty. can not believe.

Song Yilin knew about the errands he did for Wuwangzhai, but he didn't know, Song Yilin would tell him where he was going and how long he would go, but he wouldn't tell him what he was going to do.

But Wen Ran is not stupid. In the past two years, every time Song Yilin went out, something happened.For example, when his father was imprisoned, another incident happened. Xu Shangrui, the former judge of the Duzhi Division, died of an inexplicable illness in prison, losing important witnesses, and the Qishanying case was closed.

As soon as Song Yilin came back from Xuzhou, Qin Tang came back and said that she was going to Xuzhou to investigate the case.

Qin Tang didn't say what the case was, but a terrifying thought immediately popped up in Wen Ran's mind.

If Song Yilin was the case Qin Tang wanted to investigate...he hoped that Song Yilin would stop.Song Yilin has earned a lot of property over the years, and it is not impossible to live happily in another place, why bother to do those things that risk their lives.

But Wen Ran never knew how to talk to Song Yilin. There seemed to be an extraordinary trust and closeness between Song Yilin and Wei Shao. Even if Song Yilin loved him deeply, he might not listen to his advice.

"Right? Wen Ran?"

The car had stopped, but Wen Ran hadn't noticed it yet.

"Wen Ran, what's wrong with you?" Song Yilin lifted the curtain of the car and poked his head in, moved all the cloth and got into the car, "Is there too much stuff piled up, making you bored?"

Wen Ran didn't wake up until Song Yilin's big face was in front of his eyes, and smiled forcedly: "I'm fine, I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm a little sleepy on this staggering journey."

Song Yilin posted it in front of Wen Ran, and said with a smile: "Is it because you can't sleep well without hugging me? Or, tonight, I will cure your insomnia? The old doctor Song has saved lives and healed the wounded."

Wen Ran poked Song Yilin's forehead with his finger, and pushed Song Yilin away a foot: "Then how many people has the old Doctor Song treated for nightmares? I have to ask first."

"Only you, Old Doctor Song only serves you, Mr. Wen."

Wen Ran was amused by Song Yilin, and Song Yilin led him out of the carriage.

The people in the small courtyard were drying mulberry leaves. They had seen Song Yilin and his carriage a long time ago, and now they stood in a row around the entrance of the courtyard to watch Wen Ran and Song Yilin get bored.

Xu's small courtyard is actually not big, but the children like to eat Mrs. Xu's pancakes, and they like to run here at noon.

When Wen Ran saw more than a dozen pairs of eyes smiling at him, he was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it.

Song Yilin protected Wen Ran behind him, and waved his long arms: "Why are you sticking around, have you never seen such a good-looking Mr. Wen?"

Wen Ran heard Song Yilin making fun of him, and reached out to slap Song Yilin's waist wound.

"Hey!" Song Yilin yelled strangely, pointed at the old and young at the gate of the courtyard, and said, "We brought some fabrics to make winter clothes and quilts for the children, come and have a look."

The children swarmed up and moved the fabric out of the car in a short while, playing and playing happily as if they were celebrating the New Year.

"Brother Song, Brother Song! I want this one!"

"Brother Song! I want it, I want it!"

"It's all there, don't grab it!"

Old Xu laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, if you snatch it in a while, you will have nothing."

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen, you are so beautiful." Suddenly, a four or five-year-old doll rubbed against Wen Ran's legs, and solemnly praised Wen Ran's beauty with his face raised.

Wen Ran was taken aback for a moment, before he could speak in the future, Song Yilin had already squatted down, pinched the little baby's nose and said, "Little Yuanzi has made progress, so he can talk? Be good!"

Xiao Yuanzi patted Song Yilin's hand away, and hid behind Wen Ran: "Mr. Wen, Brother Song bullied me again!"

"Little Yuanzi is good, we ignore him."

"That's right, just ignore him." Sister-in-law Xu came over and touched Xiao Yuanzi's forehead, "Why don't you choose fabrics with your brothers?"

Xiaoyuanzi pouted, looked at Mrs. Xu, then at Wenran, and timidly asked, "Then...does brother Yun have new clothes?"

Sister-in-law Xu didn't speak for a moment, but raised her eyes to Song Yilin.

As soon as Song Yilin turned her head, she started playing with the children again, and suddenly felt the eyes of Mrs. Xu, Wen Ran and Xiaoyuanzi, drove away a group of little monkeys, and asked, "What's the matter? They're all looking at me if you don't come in the house." for what?"

Xiaoyuanzi hugged Wenran's calf, blinking her big eyes, as if expecting something.

"Brother Song, boy Yun..."

"What happened to the little monkey?"

Sister-in-law Xu sighed: "I wanted to run away a few days ago, but I didn't succeed. I was put in the woodshed by Lao Liuguan."

Song Yilin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll go and have a look later. But Wen Ran and I are a little hungry, can I trouble my sister-in-law to bake us two pancakes first?"

"Okay, let's go into the house, I'll make pancakes for Brother Song and Mr. Wen."

"I want to eat too." Xiao Yuanzi threw herself next to Mrs. Xu, looked up eagerly, drooling greedily.

"Okay, Yuanzi eats too!"

Sister-in-law Xu's pancakes are famous far and wide, and the neighbors can smell the fragrance in no time.

The pancakes were baked one by one, and they were snatched away while they were still hot.A group of children kept making noises, and Wen Ran only felt that the excitement was a little dizzying.

Song Yilin played with the children in the yard for a while, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Wen Ran felt a thump and went out of the yard.

He remembered that Lao Liu's house was at the end of the alley.

When Wen Ran arrived at the door of Lao Liu's house, he heard Song Yilin whispering to someone: "What is this kid doing?"

"What else can I do? I want to go back and avenge my parents." The sixth child sighed while smoking the dry tobacco, "It's been two days and I still refuse to eat or drink. How about you go and persuade me?"

"Don't persuade me, eat it or not. Now, give him a pancake that sister-in-law Xu just baked."

"You, send it in by yourself. These few days, he has been very noisy. I am old and can't handle it. You monkeys, you don't stop every day. It's hard for you to grow up, and you keep feeding me. Send trouble."

"alright."

After listening for a while, Wen Ran didn't quite understand the meaning of the conversation between Song Yilin and Lao Liu.Eavesdropping is not the work of a gentleman, Wen Ran felt very uncomfortable, stood there for a while, then turned back.

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