After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

He was just bewildered.

If Dong Chuanlin heard what Liu Yue said, he would definitely not defend himself, he would just nod blankly and say, "Mother is right."

Accompanied by the strong wind all the way, when Dong Chuanlin ran to the gate of Han's Courtyard, the three horses were grazing with their heads bowed, poking out their hooves and howling from time to time.

There was arguing in the house.

Dong Chuanlin rushed in, and the four people in the room looked at him in unison, with disdain and annoyance in someone's eyes, as if he was an uninvited guest and shouldn't be here at all.

"Chuan Lin, you came just in time, help Auntie drive these two people out!" Aunt Han blushed with anger, pointed at the two men and said viciously: "They are not good people, drive them out quickly, we can't let them stay longer, Get them out of here—"

Aunt Han no longer cared whether others could understand her words, she pushed and pushed, and kept yelling, "Get out, get out."

But two men in their prime can't be shaken by a weak patient, let alone two people who practice martial arts.

After pushing and shoving for a while, seeing the two of them motionless, Aunt Han turned to Han Song and Dong Chuanlin for help: "Why are you two standing there, drive them out quickly!"

She went to grab Dong Chuanlin's hand: "Chuan Lin, hurry up and drive them out! Aunt Han is going to get you salted peanuts to eat."

Dong Chuanlin choked his throat, as if he lost the ability to speak in an instant, he could only hold the hands that were no longer smooth, and rubbed them repeatedly.

"Mother—" Han Song fixed her swinging shoulders that were unwilling to give in, leaned forward and stretched out his long arms to embrace both of them.His voice was muffled: "You go back and rest first, I'll take care of this."

As soon as Han Song's voice came out, Aunt Han burst into tears: "My Song'er, you can't be stupid! Tell Lin him..."

"Aunt Han——" Dong Chuanlin interrupted, and broke free from the hand around his waist. He held Aunt Han and wiped her tears, "Don't cry, don't cry, Aunt Han, we can't cry, we can't let outsiders look down on us." Coaxing people into the house, "Brother Song doesn't want to leave, but they can force it, let's go in and rest, let them dry and ignore them!"

"Okay, okay... Auntie listened to Chuanlin." Aunt Han walked forward slowly while wiping her tears, walking as slowly as a tortoise.

Before stepping into the door, Dong Chuanlin looked back, his face was calm and without any emotion, he just glanced at Han Song silently and then turned back without moving his lips.

The door closed with a "da", and Han Song turned his head slowly, his voice hoarse: "My mother needs to rest, let's... let's talk outside."

The two stone statues at the side finally moved. The taller one walked out quickly, while the younger one watched Han Song hesitate to speak, swallowed the words again, sighed and went out.

Han Song didn't lift his foot until both of them were seated on the stone bench.

……

They talked for a long time, and Dong Chuanlin didn't know for how long.

He only occasionally heard faint arguments coming from outside the house, but they disappeared soon, probably because someone had stifled the loud conversation.

Not long after entering the house, Aunt Han fell asleep, and woke up again after a short period of time. She insisted on getting up and going out. Dong Chuanlin had no choice but to coax her tirelessly, chattering without a break. It was the first time he felt that he had such patience. , Talking and talking, Aunt Han fell asleep again.

Aunt Han's sleep was deeper and more solid than the previous one, and she could feel it from the details.

Three batches of wild geese flew outside the house, and five small birds stayed by the window. Among them was a sparrow, chirping non-stop, and it was ruthlessly driven away without staying long.

Dong Chuanlin felt as if he had become a mute, he lost the courage to raise his lips, but his hearing doubled. He could hear the occasional sound of horseshoes coming from the gate of the yard, but he couldn't hear anything in the yard.

The light passing through the window changed from white to yellow, becoming soft and no longer glaring. There were tentative knocks on the door. The sound was not loud, but every sound was like knocking on the eardrum, so clear.

Dong Chuanlin got up, his legs were already numb and he walked very slowly.

"Aunt Han is asleep." It turned out that he was not dumb, but his voice floated in the air without a foothold.

Han Song grabbed him and closed the door lightly.

Han Song brought the man into the room, let him sit on his lap, and kissed the corner of his brow with his head.

"Dong Bo just came to ask you to go home for dinner. I explained it to him." Han Song kissed from the corner of his brow to the earlobe, "Stay here for a while, I will cook later."

"No, I'll go back to eat." Dong Chuanlin pushed him away, looked him in the eyes, "Brother Song, it's useless to avoid it."

Han Song bowed his head and remained silent.

Dong Chuanlin held his face in his hands, kissed him affectionately as before, and said with a smile, "You just say it's fine, and I won't force you to stay. I'm like that kind of shameless person."

Covering the corners of his mouth with his fingers, he forcefully smoothed his ugly smile. Han Song pressed his head against his forehead and said in a low voice, "Chuanlin, I don't know what to do...I seem to be lost..."

"You have the answer, Brother Song." Dong Chuanlin raised his voice, wrapped his arms around his neck and said calmly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

……

As soon as it got dark, the frogs, cicadas and insects in the shade of the trees in the field instantly received a signal and hummed wildly.

Three fine horses were tied under the big tree, and the men sat facing each other with a fire.

Dong Chuanlin passed by without looking sideways, and walked forward on his own.

"Stop." The man shouted loudly.

Dong Chuanlin paused and continued walking, stopped after walking a few steps, and looked back at the man striding forward.

"Don't struggle, he must go." Zhuohua kindly reminded: "No matter how much you do, it will be a waste of effort, why bother."

In the dim environment, the scorching dark face is inconspicuous at all, only those persistent and bright eyes are special, particularly annoying, even more annoying than the croaking of frogs and cicadas.

"Definitely?" Dong Chuanlin smiled, "I'm afraid you're wrong. Whether Han Song will go or not depends on whether he wants to or not. It's not certain."

Zhuo Hua shrugged indifferently: "Whatever you say, I will take him away anyway."

Dong Chuanlin sneered sneeringly: "Please find out your identity, you are just a young man who came out of a brothel, what right do you have to say such a thing? Do you really think you are a phoenix when you climb a branch?"

"Identity? Qualification?" Zhuohua probably didn't expect him to say that, and he sneered after being shocked: "You and Han Song are going to marry soon, and he didn't tell you this little thing?"

Dong Chuanlin glanced at him: "Not every cat or dog deserves a second look."

"Do you still have to be stubborn?" Zhuo Hua spread his hands and said indifferently: "Anyway, we will meet and fight side by side in the battlefield. It doesn't make any difference to me whether he is willing or not."

Dong Chuanlin gritted his teeth and stared at him: "Don't be too arrogant!"

Zhuo Hua refused to give up, and continued to apply strong medicine: "No matter how much he conceals it, the wolf cannot become a sheep. He has blood and wildness in his bones. This will not change until death."

He paused, stared blankly at Dong Chuanlin and said, "And you—at most, you are a dog who can only bark, and no matter how hard you chase, you can only see his back."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. After taking two steps, he turned back and said, "I forgot, you haven't seen his heroic side on the battlefield, have you? What a pity."

……

When we got home, the five adults sat solemnly, and the little kid nestled in his mother's arms and ate meat and hands. The meals were neatly placed on the table, but no one moved their chopsticks.

"Come over for dinner." Dong Guangcheng shouted.

No one asked him why he came back so late, why he was so unhappy, why he suddenly went to Han Song...

It seems that they don't care about these things at all, or maybe they already know the reason.

This was probably the first such quiet dinner in the history of the Dong family, even the little doll was obediently silent, staring at Dong Chuanlin with big round eyes, wondering who this unusual person was.

Liu Yue didn't take a few mouthfuls of the food seriously, and put all her energy on Dong Chuanlin. Every time she just wanted to speak, the food fell into the bowl with a chopstick.

She glared at Dong Guangcheng, but it was useless, he still insisted on telling her to shut up by putting some vegetables.

"I'm full, let's go back to the room to rest first, and you eat slowly." Dong Chuanlin put down his chopsticks and left the table, ignoring the half-voiced shout behind him that stopped abruptly.

The cicadas were still singing outside the house, and the person lying quietly on the bed didn't know whether he was awake or asleep.

"Chuan Lin?" Liu Yue crept open the door and slipped in like a thief.

Dong Chuanlin opened his eyes instantly, stood up and said, "Mother, why are you here? Where is Dad?"

"Don't use your father to pressure me, I just want to make it clear." Liu Yue said bluntly: "What's the matter with Han Song? Is he going to leave or stay?"

"I don't know yet." Dong Chuanlin's words were calm like a puddle of stagnant water.

"What do you mean I don't know?! They were the ones clamoring to get married at the beginning, but now they still have to quit?!" Liu Yue was extremely excited, and she walked out as she said, "No, I'm going to ask. What's the matter with just walking away without knowing why, what about my Chuanlin... No, no!"

"Mother——" Dong Chuanlin held her back, "You didn't understand, this matter has nothing to do with me, and you don't need to create trouble for them."

"What do you mean it doesn't matter? Who wants to add trouble? It doesn't matter if you run away halfway after you agreed to get married? How far does it matter? Do you want to be a widower?" Liu Yue asked loudly with tears.

"Shut up!" Dong Guangcheng, who didn't even wipe off the water, hurried in with his coat on, "Don't tell me, you just want to talk, there is no sense at all, isn't it sad that you are sad and Chuan Lin is sad? He is more uncomfortable than you!"

"If you don't reason, you can only hold back the pain for a lifetime!" Liu Yue refused to compromise, but she couldn't break free from her husband's imprisonment.

"Mother," Dong Chuanlin said softly, "How do you make sense of this matter? Are you forcing him to stay and get married? Everyone has found the door of the house, so can we still leave it to us?"

"Besides, the eagle can't be tethered. He should spread his wings and soar." Dong Chuanlin blinked, trying to wipe away his tears: "I believe Brother Song, he will handle it well. Don't worry."

Liu Yue took his hand, hating iron and steel, and said: "Chuan Lin, you are too soft-hearted, let him do everything...you go and talk to him, maybe he doesn't want to leave?"

"Then what's the difference between us and them?"

They are all taking responsibility to pressure him and force him to make a choice.The burden on him is already heavy enough, the family should be considerate.