The rivers and lakes can't stand it

"So he likes that."

When Qiu Wuxia said these words, she was sitting on a stone with Ning Jiusi in her arms, looking at the moon. The stars and moon were reflected in the sparkling stream, and the surface of the water was shining with silver light.

"You know again?" Ning Jiusi joked, "How did you find out?"

"He suddenly asked me today, what was I thinking when you asked me to choose?" Qiu Wuxia said indifferently, "He brought an outsider here, his face was hesitant to speak, I told him not to speak, But he compares us. It could only be that the heart of spring has sprouted, and he came to ask us for help because of that kid, so there's nothing he can't guess."

Ning Jiusi laughed sullenly: "Then can you guess who he wants to beg?"

"I'm in too much trouble. He's not a person who doesn't know the importance of the situation. It can't be me." Qiu Wuxia looked calm, "The little devil must be begging you."

Ning Jiusi nestled half of her body in his arms, and said unhurriedly: "Well, it's reasonable, what's even more rare is that you have such self-knowledge."

Qiu Wuxia snorted softly.

"How old you are." Ning Jiusi couldn't help laughing, reached out and touched her husband's cheek, and said softly, "Zhuoxue never disliked you."

Qiu Wuxia suddenly said, "What about you?"

Ning Jiusi smiled lightly: "Zhuoxue couldn't help becoming your child and me, so could it be that I couldn't help becoming your wife too?"

Her voice is still very gentle, very calm, and not too turbulent.

This sentence seems to be loud and heavy.

Qiu Wuxia buried her face in her long hair, her lips pursed slightly, like a tight thread: "I saved your life that day, I wanted to use this to threaten you, even if you can't be used by me, I can still let you Feel ashamed and dare not confront me head-on.”

"Of course I understand." Ning Jiusi smiled. "Since ancient times, Yang's conspiracy is the most difficult to break. No matter what your thoughts are, you did save my life that day. I will never give up the grace of this life." to repay."

Qiu Wuxia sighed softly: "You have never let others make any decisions for you in your life, but on the day of parting, you left it to me to choose."

Ning Jiusi was silent for a moment: "You still remember."

"I will always remember the way you walked in and told me about this." Qiu Wuxia smiled softly, slipped her hand from her shoulder, put it on Ning Jiusi's waist, and said softly, " You tell me that I will give you two choices, either I will stay and marry you, and you and I will stay away from the rivers and lakes from now on, and we will never be enemies again."

"Either you or I walk out of this door, the bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road, and there is no other relationship."

Ning Jiusi listened quietly.

"I have received many Jinpa love poems in my life, and there are not a few who are willing to die for me." Qiu Wuxia said lightly, "It's the first time I've heard one like you."

When she stood in front of Qiu Wuxia, her clothes were simple and simple, no different from ordinary peasant girls, her tone was gentle and peaceful, without any aggressiveness, but it was difficult to hide the toughness and ruthlessness under this skin.

Is it Ning Jiusi who is him alone, or is he the first daughter of the people of the world.

When Ning Jiusi entrusted this power to Qiu Wuxia, he had to admit that he did feel trembling for a moment.

Qiu Wuxia said: "I've always wanted to know, aren't you afraid that I won't choose both?"

"Have you ever seen Ning Jiusi give out worthless bargaining chips?" Ning Jiusi replied slowly, "Don't ask such stupid things again."

Qiu Wuxia chuckled and stopped talking.

But Ning Jiusi refused to give up, held his hand, and wrote lightly: "Although the eldest young master Qingdou Chukai mentioned it, why did you suddenly feel sad and bring up the old thing for no reason, what exactly do you want to say?"

"It's nothing..." Qiu Wuxia sighed, "It's just that the young master mentioned it today, which made me feel a little ashamed. You...you gave up for me, and it's not just the identity of a first-time daughter. In the past ten years, have I ever made you regret it?"

All the preparations and twists and turns in the front are just for this one sentence.

Did the decision I made for you ever make you regret it at a certain moment?

Ning Jiusi straightened up suddenly, turned her head to look at him, stared at the face she had seen for decades, she gently covered her husband's face with her soft and warm hands, and said softly: "Don't forget, even though you The choice is made, but the scope is chosen by me."

Qiu Wuxia leaned over and pressed her forehead intimately with her, and the two of them were tender for a while.

After a while, Qiu Wuxia suddenly heard his wife say: "By the way, Qiu Lang, what do you think of that child?"

The husband and wife only have Qiu Zhuoxue as their only son, so of course there is no need to say more about the little devil in the world. Obviously, the question here can only be more confusing.

Qiu Wuxia held grudges very much, he was brooding over the soup spoon stolen by Aizi during dinner, and at this moment of good night, he didn't even want to mention his own little heartless, let alone the outsiders brought by the little heartless. It's a lack of interest: "Drink a lot of soup."

Ning Jiusi couldn't help laughing: "I'm serious with you, he is the person Zhuoxue recognizes, and he will be our child in the future. Do you only have one idea of ​​drinking a lot of soup?"

"I have never met him in life, and I have never said a word." Qiu Wuxia said, "If you say that he is cute, thinking about the old things, and his romantic behavior in the past, it may be molesting, why don't you tell me ?”

Ning Jiusi smiled and said: "I think he is really cute."

Qiu Wuxia: "...Are you serious?"

Ning Jiusi shrugged his shoulders and laughed, put his hand in Qiu Wuxia's, stroked his five fingers, and said slowly: "He is very shy, although he is young, he is quite courageous, and he also likes to wash snow. His His hand has never been too far away from the sword, I can see that he must be a very good swordsman, as for his character... I think he can't be worse than you."

Qiu Wuxia said expressionlessly: "...Ninth Miss, you look a bit hateful now."

Ning Jiusi just laughed.

The first two young men came out after washing the dishes and wiped them on the towels. Their fingertips were slightly wrinkled from the soak. When they looked up, they saw the sparkling water and the two people cuddling each other.

Yue Mijin has no idea about his family, and the Wu Weizi who raised him is also a lonely old man, who has never encountered such an occasion.

For a moment, I didn't know how to react.

On the contrary, Qiu Zhuoxue sighed uninterestedly, and babbled: "Why is this happening again?"

He came over to shake hands, led Yue Majin like a human-shaped kite, and obediently walked into the room like when he was a child.

Yue Mijin said, "Are they looking at the moon?"

"It's not bad at all." Qiu Zhuoxue said, "Why, do you want to see it too?"

The more confused he was, the fierce and young face showed pure doubts: "Why didn't you take me with you?"

Qiu Zhuoxue was taken aback for a moment, overjoyed, she pinched her throat and pretended to be coquettish: "My lord, please forgive me!"

The four words were shouted in a cadence, which made people's ears go soft, and the more confused they remembered the lively theater troupe occasionally invited in the village.

"After this year's birthday, Qiu will be 27."

Yue Mijin was slightly startled, he was a little embarrassed at first, he was always a little nervous after coming here, but looking at Qiu Zhuoxue's playful eyes, he suddenly became serious again, and said lightly: "Really? But I see you are still very young .”

As he spoke, he tightened his hands and brought them in front of their eyes. There was no trace of teasing in his tone, but an unusual calmness: "If I don't hold on tighter, I'm afraid I'll run away and disappear."

Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help laughing.

The two sat on the porch and looked at the moon for a while, and then went to sleep in their respective rooms when they heard the noise in front of them.

In the early morning of the second day, Yue Mijin got up early.Because of the sweltering heat last night, he opened the window to let the moon shine, and slept all night to cool off. Today, the spring sun is covering his head and face, and he will wake up if he doesn't wake up.

A large area of ​​grass outside was shrouded in a bright light, and Yu Yue got up, smelling the fragrance of noodle soup coming in from outside the door.

He went out and saw Ning Jiusi coming out of the kitchen. There were golden fried eggs lying on four bowls of noodles, and a few small green vegetables that were scalded to the brim. It's strands of noodles, rippling in the milky white soup.

"Are you used to eating noodles?" Ning Jiusi asked calmly, "If you are not used to eating, there are steamed buns inside. I was worried that you were hungry and hid them in the pot all the time. You should be honest and don't eat any of them. "

Between the tone of voice, it seems that they regard them as children with long bodies.

Yue Maze said cautiously: "It's all fine."

He wanted to step forward to help, but he was afraid of bumping the noodle bowls, so he stared at the four bowls of noodles cautiously, as if he was staring at some rare treasure worth tens of thousands of gold.

Ning Jiusi put down the noodle bowl, put the chopsticks on, and said calmly, "You eat first, I'll go and wake them up."

Yue Mijin sat down obediently, the noodle bowl was wafting with curling heat, it was so hot that his eyes were sore and sore from the steam, so he obediently lowered his head to eat the noodles, bit into the golden fried egg, and after a while, two steamed buns were placed on hand.

Qiu Wuxia put out three plates of pickled vegetables and spread them on the table. Ning Jiusi raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

The sour smell of pickles floated into the nostrils from the plate, stimulating the appetite, and the more confused he became, the more hungry he was unconsciously. The characters in the stories and memories were suddenly so close to his life, and he didn't want to break this tranquility.

When he was about to finish eating, just as Qiu Zhuoxue was about to speak, Yue Mijin suddenly held his hand and shook his head lightly.

Qiu Zhuoxue was stunned for a moment, as if he suddenly understood, he looked more and more confused, and his expression made people want to comfort him inexplicably.

Yue Mijin couldn't think of how to comfort him, so he stood up and continued to tidy up.

Today he suddenly had control over these plates, the water sliding on them no longer became elusive, and he used his strength more and more cautiously, for fear of repeating yesterday's tragedy.

Qiu Wuxia sighed softly: "That's all, just say what you have to say, and let's say it first, whether to do it or not is another matter."

Qiu Zhuoxue's face suddenly lit up.

Ning Jiusi put her hand lightly on her husband's shoulder. She looked at Yue Mijin tenderly, and said slowly, "What's the problem? There are multiple people and different ideas, let's talk about it."

Yue Mijin's hand paused, he raised his head to look at Ning Jiusi, and said calmly, "My uncle is Qinghongzi."

Qiu Wuxia narrowed her eyes slightly.

Hearing this familiar name, Ning Jiusi couldn't help showing a nostalgic look, her eyes became softer as she looked more confused, and finally smiled slowly: "So that's what happened."

Ning Jiusi clapped his hands and said softly: "Okay, I will leave this matter to the adults. You two go wash the dishes, and then go to the town to buy vegetables. I want to eat fish today."

He opened his eyes wide in bewilderment.

Qiu Wuxia said quietly: "Whether we do it or not is another matter."

Ning Jiu thought: "Qiu Lang?"

Qiu Wuxia was calm and composed: "But it's rare for you to speak, tsk."

Qiu Zhuoxue: "..."

Going beyond the maze: "..."

The author has something to say:

Qing Hongzi, who is about to face the double package surprise of "Death and Resurrection":? ? ?