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In the sheep pen next to the yurt, they also saw the lamb deliver. In such a cold weather, the pink lamb came out of the mother's womb. The lamb was covered in mucus, and some legs slipped when trying to stand up.

The shepherd woman has already laid out fresh hay, and carefully sprinkles bran on the lambs. The ewes will lick their mucus.

They stood by and watched for a long time. The woman took care of the lamb very patiently, and would wipe off the unlicked mucus on the lamb, especially around the nose and ears.

Seeing that they were also covered with bran and hay, it was Aunt Pang who came and pulled them out.

When walking, there are only dark shadows in the vast grassland, and the moonlight is reflected in the snow, which is quiet and bright.

It was already late, Ran Jiu fell into a drowsiness after getting into the car, and fell limp on Rong Ting's lap after a while.

Second Aunt Pang wanted to wake her up when she saw it. The journey took three hours, and she was afraid that she would numb Rong Ting's leg.

Rong Ting made a movement to stop, and Aunt Pang still wanted to call her.

Rong Ting covered Ran Jiu's ears in time, and said softly, "It's okay, she's very light."

On the road, Rong Ting's thoughts were drowsy, no one talked to her in the car, and she easily fell asleep.

She thought of Ran Jiu's ignorant and nostalgic look when he looked at the little lamb. At that time, she held her hand tightly, as if she was shocked by the scene in front of her.

But when the two of them left, Ran Jiu looked so calm and breezy, and his steps were easy and jumpy.Some things are missing, and Ran Jiu should have gotten used to such a lack.

Aunt Pang still put them at the gate of the community.

After getting off the car, they stood in the bleak cold wind, and Ran Jiu became more sober after being shocked by the cold air.

The two bought kumiss from the shop downstairs to drink. This kind of thing is strong, but easy to drink, and the more you drink, the more fragrant it becomes.

When she was warmed up from drinking, Ran Jiu got into bed and wanted to sleep, Rong Ting changed her pajamas, and finally wrapped her arms around her lightly, like hugging a feather.

Ran Jiu's light breathing was so charming.Rong Ting thought drowsily, he was really happy during this time.

When they were riding wild on the grassland in the heavy snow in Shuobei, they seemed to put everything in the past in a distant place.

Time helped them block the secular vision, block the oppressive feeling of the upcoming showdown, and delay Rong Ting's nervousness.

But sooner or later there will be such a day, they may not need to face other people's judgment and hide from others, but they will always pass the test at home.

Rong's mother had already started urging her. Every time Rong Ting answered the phone secretly, he never asked to book a ticket to Xixun.

She and Ran Jiu live here, and their life is more leisurely than in the imperial capital.

She likes these days.

There are Mongolian restaurants and vegetable markets not far from the community. They don’t go down until nine o’clock in the morning to eat. They often order a pot of salty milk tea, two liang of steamed siu mai, and sometimes mutton skewers if they are not too greasy.

Then we are full of wine and food, the fun is over, and we go home to rest.

They lay on the bed, played, watched funny live broadcasts together and laughed, sometimes watched some emo movies to release their emotions, and sometimes watched some unpopular documentaries to hypnotize them, forgetting the passage of time, and only went out to buy vegetables in the afternoon.

Ran Jiu usually plays tricks, saying that he won't be there for long, and uses this excuse to only wear a thin overcoat.

Rong Ting had no choice, because Ran Jiu didn't know where to hide those heavy down jackets, and she couldn't find them.

Rong Ting has only seen this kind of ability in her mother.

Her mother can always find what she can't find, and if her mother can't find it, then she must not find it.Now that Ran Jiu has clearly learned the essence, even Rong Ting searched the house upside down and couldn't find those two big down jackets.

And when she has nothing to do, she will flip through Ran Jiu's photo album, and she won't get bored no matter how many times she reads it, and she can always find new discoveries.

She can't wait to scan every corner with a magnifying glass.

When Ran Jiu hung up his clothes, he glanced at her, "You've read it the sixth time."

Rong Ting turned over, feeling a little sore in the waist, "It looks good."

"Are real people good looking in the photos?" Ran Jiu asked flatly, with a slight complaint in his tone.

It was only then that Rong Ting realized that she was too engrossed in watching, and after another hour or so passed, she didn't even know what Ran Jiu was doing out there.

It's like people can't do without their mobile phones at first, and then they finally quit slowly, but they still become unconscious/addicted.

Her subconscious addiction is Ran Jiu's past.

Even though she has understood for countless times that the current Ran Jiu is alive and important, she still broods over the past that she cannot see.

Some useless things are fascinating.

"Why does it look good?" Ran Jiu asked again.

Rong Ting is flipping through photos of her in junior high school. At this time, Ran Jiu is well-behaved, but very bright and sunny, with a fresh and beautiful image of a girl.

She said without thinking: "You are very cute and well-behaved. If I met you at that time, I would definitely take you away secretly and kiss you every day."

The following words stopped abruptly, Rong Ting raised his head, his expression was indescribable.

Ran Jiu guessed it, "Small change, big color rabbit."

Rong Ting admitted that his thoughts just now were a little impulsive, and he mumbled: "I mean, if I knew you at that time, I would like you very much and make friends with you..."

Ran Jiu fell into thinking, and his thoughts drifted back to the distant memory.

What was she like back then? She had even forgotten the days she spent on the grassland, and she had long forgotten what she was like before.

Sometimes Rong Ting holds the photo and looks at it with gusto, but occasionally she glances over it, always feeling that the self in the photo is so strange.

Will she really grow up like this before?

Smoking, drinking, and running around, she was at a loss in a strange and familiar small town. The only thing that warmed her heart was that she had an extremely caring partner next to her.

Living like this, she has nothing to ask for.

I just wondered if my previous self would be a little disappointed if I met my present self.

Ran Jiu suddenly asked her seriously: "Tingting, who am I?"

"Ah?" The album page in Rong Ting's hand slid over a page, she raised her head and smiled warmly, "You are a beautiful cat."

"Speak well."

Rong Ting cleared his throat, "You are Jiujiu, you are my wife!"

Ran Jiu smiled: "Oh, then you must always remember that I am your wife."

Alcohol fermentation at night, heavy snow outside, warm hibiscus tent inside.Ran Jiu's body was like a soft tide, and his voice was thin and weak, coaxing/coaxing her patiently.

Rong Ting was about to drown in it, she couldn't imagine how lucky she was, how she could meet such a gentle and lovely person.

When I got up in the morning, the windows were still covered with frost, and someone's clothes upstairs fell on the anti-theft window downstairs.

The trousers were almost frozen into a very straight strip, and the woman above could be vaguely heard scolding the man, Rong Ting forgot to wash up while watching the excitement, and when he returned, he found that he had stood in front of the window sill for too long, and his hands were a little cold.

She held her hands together for a while, rubbing them together to keep warm.

Ran Jiu slept soundly on the bed, his hair was messy and tangled.

Rong Ting was lying on the edge of the bed and messing with her hair, the soft and silky hair flowed down from her fingers, caught and flowed out.

Ran Jiu turned over reluctantly, groaned and lay on the bed clutching the quilt, "Well, don't mess with me."

"The hair is messed up." Rong Ting buried her neck and sucked, rubbing the tip of his nose against the back of her neck.

Ran Jiu's hair has a very soft texture, and the skin on her neck is warm, with the body temperature that she has accumulated in the mattress.Rong Ting took a sip, and there was the scent of Ranjiu, which made her unable to bear the temperature.

However, she completely forgot that the tip of her nose was cold, and Ran Jiu was still woken up by her.

Ran Jiu turned over speechlessly, blinking at her with blurred eyes, "You are so annoying."

"Wife." Seeing that she was awake, Rong Ting teased her even more brazenly, "You are so cute, why are you so cute?"

Ran Jiu put the quilt over his head.

The two of them stayed together for a long time before they went to wash up. This time Rong Ting boiled hot water, and when brushing his teeth, Ran Jiu insisted on huddling with her by the side of the sink.

Rong Ting moved aside, and Ran Jiu continued to squeeze her.

Rong Ting: "..."

Ran Jiu bumped towards her suddenly, Rong Ting's waist was touched by her crotch, and he barely maintained his balance while holding the mouthwash cup.

Ran Jiu pretended nothing happened, brushed his teeth with the cup steadily, and bumped into her again after a while.

Her movements were very light, and Rong Ting bumped back in a playful manner, and the two of them stopped brushing their teeth afterwards, like two kindergarten children bumping into each other.

After she finished brushing her teeth, Rong Ting finally had the time to stand there and accuse her, "Ran Xiaomao, you deliberately took revenge."

Ran Jiu raised his eyelids: "You know, who insists on treating me like a cat every day."

After wiping his mouth, Rong Ting hugged her again, "Just suck."

"Big pig's hoof!"

"Then can I touch you?"

"You woke me up and wanted to touch me, so I won't let you touch me!"

"Then what kind of pig's trotter am I!"

The two of them had had enough fun, and they slumped on the sofa again. Ran Jiu tilted his head slightly, and leaned on Rong Ting's shoulder, "Ting Ting, if mom is urging you, buy back the Xixun ticket."

Rong Ting froze for a moment, knowing that Ran Jiu must have heard it.She asked cautiously, "Should I buy one or two?"

Ran Jiu: "...I remember someone said that I was her wife. When was it? Why can't I remember?"

Rong Ting quickly turned on the phone, fearing that someone would regret it, so he cruelly booked two tickets directly.

Ran Jiu's behavior during this period was normal, he didn't seem to care about going to Xixun, he should eat and sleep, but when it was time to leave, he started to make noise again.

For example, when I was sleeping at night, I would wake Rong Ting up, grab her clothes, and ask your mother if she would accept me.For example, she got up at five o'clock in the morning, and there was a faint shadow in her eyes, and she looked at her silently.

From such eyes, Rong Ting saw a trace of grievance.She hugged Ran Jiu, "Don't think too much."

She felt that Ran Jiu was really scared, even her body was trembling slightly, just like when she had a nightmare and fell into a nightmare.

Even though Rong Ting would never do such a thing, Ran Jiu was clearly afraid of being abandoned.

It was the same way when she rushed forward on the day of hangover and said "I don't care, I love you".

"Don't be afraid, I only like you, I only want you, Jiujiu." Rong Ting followed her back, coaxing her patiently, but his tone was firm: "No one can separate us, no one else."

She heard Ran Jiu's intermittent sobbing, "Okay, I'm not afraid...as long as you love me."

The author has something to say:

本来番外想甜甜，结果今天听emo冷门歌曲，越听越写得跑偏，马上回归甜甜甜。感谢在2022-08-3118:02:39~2022-09-0321:38:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 24, 1 Nuyoah;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：犹过70瓶；圆白菜头、商节.20瓶；我是地球人8瓶；所求富真7瓶；ll、修真少年6瓶；245瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!