surrogate wife

Out of the inn, walked to the casino.The owner of the gambling shop really regretted that Xue Yi didn't come, but he still politely exchanged money for Wen Yumu.

After taking the silver, Wen Yumu went back to the inn, bought some lo mei on the way, and made it as an appetizer when drinking at night.

The store wrapped the lo-mei tightly with oiled paper, wrapped it with a rope, and handed it to Wen Yumu, "Take it well."

"Thank you." He took it and held it in his hand.

Seeing that it was still early, and thinking that Xue Yi liked to eat honey-stained double-skin milk, he thought of taking a detour to buy two to take back.

He strolled to the Tangshui shop, the quiet river was still shimmering, and there were only a few people passing by, so it was very pleasant.

"Boss, do you still have Shuangpi Nai? I want to buy two to take away, can you make it?"

"It's natural, but the guest officer has to buy the bowl together, which is more expensive."

Wen Yumu took out a small piece of silver and gave it to him, "Give me two copies, please, and you don't need to look for it."

The boss narrowed his eyes with a smile, thanked him loudly, and went to pretend not to mention it.

While waiting, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps in the alley next to him. Wen Yumu frowned and listened carefully, only to hear a few calls for help, followed by a muffled groan.

Several people were beating a person, and the person who was beaten had no power to fight back.

Wen Yumu quickly judged the situation, hesitated for a moment, then took off his gauze robe, took off the jade ring and jade hairpin that bound his hair, and simply tied his hair into a high ponytail.

Then he dodged to the entrance of the alley where he heard the sound, and looked inside to observe the situation.

It was a few people dressed up as Kong Wu's powerful servants, covering their faces, beating a young man in brocade clothes.

He assessed the strength of these servants, and felt that he could deal with them without showing his face.He picked up a few stones, held them between his fingers, and threw them hard.

The stone pierced through the air and hit the neck of one of the servants.The servant shook and fell unconscious.

A few more stones flew out of the air, and the servants fell one after another.

He wanted to leave right there, but when he saw the face of the brocade-clothed young man, he couldn't help but stop, walked up to him, pulled him up, and dragged him out of the alley.

It turns out that this unlucky young master is exactly Zhao Si.

Zhao Si covered his face and screamed in pain, seeing that the person who rescued him was Wen Yumu, he was stunned and dragged away unconsciously.

It wasn't until he reached Shuangpi Dairy that he shivered suddenly and woke up.

He opened his eyes wide, and looked at Wen Yumu in astonishment, only to see that he had already put on the gauze robe and tied up his hair, and was taking the double skin milk wrapped in cotton cloth from the shopkeeper.

"Master, Master's Wife..." He whispered, his lips trembling.

"Hush—" Wen Yumu interrupted him by putting a finger to his mouth.

Zhao Si nodded pitifully, and the two tears that were simmering in his eyes fell violently, like a child who was bullied outside seeing his parents.

Wen Yumu gave the shopkeeper another two taels of silver as a hush money, and then left here with Zhao Si.

"Zhao Si, why are you here, and how did you provoke these people?"

Wen Yumu was very curious. From his point of view, although Zhao Si was mischievous and didn't like to study, he loved to die, but he wasn't a bad boy with bad temperament, so why was he beaten up?

It’s okay not to mention it, but Zhao Si cried again when it was mentioned, and complained with tears: “They lied to me! My father and I came to the provincial capital to order goods, and I went out for a stroll when I had nothing to do. Later, I watched on the street. I saw a girl who sold herself to bury her father, and seeing her pitiful, I gave her five taels of silver to tell her to bury her father."

When he talked about his sadness, he cried and hiccupped, "She followed me all the time, and I couldn't drive her away. Later, another person came and said that he bought the girl, and asked me to pay him back 200 taels of silver. But I I didn't tell her to follow me!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomy

Wen Yumu: "..."

This unlucky boy, how could any unlucky thing happen to him.

When other people encounter this kind of thing while walking on the road, it is an affair, but when it happens to him, it becomes a violent encounter.

It's strange that those people dressed as servants look quite gangster, so they are doing this kind of work.

"Forget it, don't cry, I'll take you to the hospital for medical treatment."

……

After seeing the doctor, Wen Yumu asked him, "Do you want to go back to the inn with me to meet your Mr. Xue?"

"No, no, I'm not going..." Zhao Si shook his head in fear.

After a while, he said with some embarrassment: "I heard that Mr. Xue Jieyuan was in high school, and my father asked me to prepare a gift for him, but, but..."

"But what?"

"But it was robbed by those people..."

"..."

Wen Yumu looked at him sympathetically, hesitant to speak.

His indescribable expression hurt Zhao Si's heart again, and he cried out again, "I'm so stupid, woo woo woo, why am I always so stupid and so unlucky."

Although it was very unkind, Wen Yumu wanted to laugh a little.

He hurriedly put his fist against his mouth, coughed a few times, and said, "Since you won't go, then I'll go back first, do you have a place to go?"

Zhao Si wiped away tears, sobbing and said: "My family bought a small yard in the provincial capital to stock up. I'll go back and find my father."

"Alright, remember to take the main road."

"Um……"

After seeing off Zhao Si, Wen Yumu turned back to the inn.

He told Xue Yi about Zhao Si, Xue Yi twitched the corner of his mouth after hearing this, and said speechlessly: "This stupid guy, I think there is no way out."

Wen Yumu laughed straight.

evening.

When the moon was getting darker, Wen Yumu made a simple sweet-scented osmanthus fish, served it with the braised cold dishes he bought, and drank with Xue Yi under the moon.

A beautiful small round table was placed on the terrace, covered with a beautiful brocade tablecloth, a few small dishes, a jug of fine wine, and the two sat separately.

There is a beautiful crescent moon in the sky, exuding a dim light, illuminating the people and scenery on the ground, lightly and appropriately.

Xue Yi raised his glass and said: "Smoke cage, cold water, moon cage sand, today's scene, exactly corresponds to this sentence."

Wen Yumu had a drink with him, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus and light wine lingered between the lips and teeth, it was really mellow.

It was the first time for him to use Linglu for this kind of enjoyment, and he couldn't help feeling that this is the correct way to use Linglu, and this is life.

Although Xue Yi's praise came late, he poured a glass of wine for Wen Yu Muman attentively, and praised: "This wine should only exist in the sky. Madam must be a banished immortal from the Moon Palace. He took the moonlight to make wine, and that's why I got it." Good wine."

"Where is it so exaggerated, you can drink a few more glasses if you like." Wen Yumu's eyes filled with a smile.

Xue Yi poured himself another glass, "Of course I want to drink another glass."

"Facing wine under the moon, the breeze is by the bank, and the Yiren is by the side, what can I ask for?"

"It should be clear."

He takes another drink.

"Drink less wine on an empty stomach, and eat a la carte first." Wen Yumu persuaded.

Xue Yi didn't listen, and his petty temper came up. He insisted on drinking three glasses in a row, and said that the wine was delicious.

After drinking, he felt that he was still sober, and said proudly: "It seems that I drink well."

It's a pity that not long after the words fell, he began to feel a little dizzy, the foreground was swaying, and he said blankly: "Hey, why are there two Mumu?"

"Mu Mu, you will become more, so cute."

After finishing speaking, he still laughed blankly.

Wen Yumu: "..."

You look so cute.

Unexpectedly, Xue Yi had been looking forward to a long-awaited drinking appointment under the moon, but he was forced to cancel it just after he got drunk.

Wen Yu Munahan sniffed the spout of the wine jug. Can wine with more than ten degrees be drunk like this?

He shook his head helplessly and smiled, helped Xue Yi lean on the bed, and pulled a big pillow under him to prevent him from feeling sick after lying down.

Xue Yi hugged him with both hands and feet and fell on the bed together. He didn't let go after hugging him, rubbing his head against his neck non-stop, messing up his hair.

Wen Yumu helped him to cut his hair helplessly, he sniffed Wen Yumu's cheek with the tip of his nose, and said with a silly smile: "Mu Mu, you smell so sweet."

Wen Yumu looked at him with his arms propped up, and was caught off guard when he planted a kiss on his lips.

"It's so fragrant, osmanthus, sweet-scented osmanthus..."

Wen Yumu's face turned red.

In fact, it is himself who is covered with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

This is a sweet-scented osmanthus-flavored first kiss.