Lu Jin went to the well and washed his hands, and then said slowly: "It depends on his family's character."
Upon hearing this, An Shuyao ignored it. It only cost about 1,780 copper coins in one afternoon, and mosquito legs were also meat, so An Shuyao didn't think it was too little.
In the evening, An Shuyao was in a good mood and added a few more dishes. After dinner, An Shuyao went to soak thirty pounds of soybeans. After everyone went back to their rooms to sleep, she stretched herself and walked into the house.
Lu Jin took off his hair tie, and his black hair was draped over his shoulders. He seemed to be getting ready for bed. Seeing this, An Shuyao remembered that she still had a hair tie that she had not yet given to Lu Jin.
The hairband was properly placed in her arms. She carried the small box containing the hairband behind her back and patted his shoulder with one hand: "Mr. sir, have you forgotten that I have a surprise for you tonight.
"
Lu Jin turned back to look at her and said slowly: "I haven't forgotten."
He had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw that An Shuyao seemed to have forgotten and was about to go to bed to wait for her, she suddenly remembered.
An Shuyao smiled at him and stretched out her other hand. It was an ordinary wooden box. She said as if it was a treasure: "Open it and take a look."
Lu Jin took it and glanced at her. She raised her chin slightly to signal him to open it. Lu Jin then opened the box and saw a blue hair tie. The material was better than cotton.
An Shuyao looked at him expectantly, pouring out basketfuls of nice words as if they were free of charge: "Do you like it? I didn't even want to buy myself that peony hairpin. I have to take care of you first, sir, you are in my heart."
Always at the front."
He stretched out his hand and took it out. The lines on it were delicate and slightly cool in his hand. Under the dim candlelight, his bright eyes slightly curved and he said, "I like it."
An Shuyao felt relieved. She knew that from her perspective, Lu Jin would definitely like him. But now that she was going to bed, An Shuyao said, "I'll tie your hair tomorrow."
Lu Jin's hand holding the hair tie tightened, and he responded softly: "Okay."
It seemed that this was the first time he received a gift from An Shuyao. This feeling was quite strange. She yawned and went to bed.
Lu Jin stood there for a long time. He was not a person who was easily moved or easily emotional. Only when he was right with people and things could he take off his disguise.
The shadow of An Shuyao, whom he had abandoned, reappeared in his heart. He didn't want to be so worthless, but she was An Shuyao.
It was An Shuyao who he had missed for a long time, even though she had forgotten about him.
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Screams, panic, tearing shouts, blood extending from the distance to Shi Huanhuan's feet, she stepped on it, and the sticky and slippery feeling penetrated into her shoes.
She looked up in panic. The city of Anzhou was broken. Enemy soldiers wearing armor rushed in. They carried scimitars and chopped the people like watermelons. The blood spurting made them even more excited. They passed by
The place was filled with corpses. They stepped on the corpses everywhere and walked towards Shi Huanhuan step by step.
Help, help...
Her face was pale, and she hugged the bundle and ran back without even thinking. All her relatives were dead, but she escaped. Unexpectedly, she came to the city gate, which had long been occupied by enemy troops. She ran some distance away,
Her weak legs could not support her body, and she fell heavily to the ground. She desperately struggled to crawl forward, and the sounds of teasing and laughter behind her were very close at hand.
Who can come and save her...
The real pain of the blade entering her body made her twitch all over, and a sharp arrow shot out, causing the enemy to fall.
Shi Huanhuan looked forward with difficulty. The man was dressed in black, with a cold moon-like face stained with red blood, and the bloody sword in his hand glowed with cold light.
He walked in the dilapidated city littered with corpses. The corpses along the way and the blood on the ground became his background. He seemed to be a real demon running rampant in the world, and everywhere he stepped was hell.
Shi Huanhuan never expected that she would meet Lu Jin again, or meet Lu Jin in this way.
After being separated for a long time, he seemed to be even more inhumane, cold, gloomy, and full of hostility. The places where he walked left traces of blood, as if they were filled with bright and blooming flowers from the other side, but he was still dazzling.
Shi Huanhuan held on to the last moment of Qingming and grabbed the hem of his clothes as he was passing by.
"Lu Jin... Lu Jin."
He stopped for a moment for her.
When she was unconscious, she heard someone say.
"Master, the girl who saved you was seriously injured by a sword and is hopeless."
His voice was cold and low: "Then let's bury him."
The cloth in his hand passed through her fingertips and flew away into the distance. The people he brought were fighting with the enemy. Shi Huanhuan's consciousness gradually blurred. Her life was passing by, and the cold and suffocating darkness swept towards her.
"don't want!"
She sat up from the bed heavily, with cold sweat covering her forehead.
She reached out and touched the chest where the blade had penetrated. Even though this was just a dream, she felt that it was terrifyingly real, as if she had really died once.
Her face turned pale, so after Lu Jin left, enemy troops would attack the city, and Anzhou would become a purgatory. The identity of Lu Jin who disappeared in Tianyuan City seemed not simple, and she and her family died together.
In the midst of war.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but tremble all over. She didn't want to die, she didn't want to die.
She didn't know if this was a dream or a prediction of the future. Although the current situation was somewhat different from the dream, she subconsciously felt scared.
Someone opened her door, and Aunt Shi walked in carrying an oil lamp.
"Huanhuan, what's wrong with you? The sudden cry startled my mother."
Shi Huanhuan quickly looked at Aunt Shi. She had a worried look on her face. In this family, her mother was the only one who loved her. Regardless of whether the dream was true or not, she did not want her mother to die.
She looked at Aunt Shi eagerly, and finally said: "Mom, I want to marry Lu Jin."
Aunt Shi's eyes widened and she said angrily: "I think you are having a nightmare in your sleep. What nonsense are you talking about? It's not good for you, a yellow-flowered girl, to marry anyone. You insist on marrying that married man. If you say it, you will lose face."
No more."
Shi Huanhuan could not think of anyone better than Lu Jin who could protect their family.
If the dream is true, Lu Jin seems to have a lot of power behind her, and he will definitely be able to protect her.
"No, I want to marry Lu Jin."
Aunt Shi was so angry that she scolded her twice: "Don't even think about it! It seems that we can't wait until the end of the year to see each other. I will send someone to ask about the Li family in the next two days. You should have a good rest.
I know you are thinking about Mr. Lu, so I will break your legs."
Aunt Shi closed the door and left. Shi Huanhuan got out of bed and put up the window. The sky outside was still dark, with heavy clouds, just like the dull weather in dreams.
Occasionally, a cold wind blew by, causing goosebumps to appear on her arms, which were thinly dressed.
She would not talk about the dream because she was afraid that she would be regarded as possessed by an evil thing and then the villagers would burn her to exorcise the evil spirits.
Suddenly, she suddenly thought of An Shuyao.
Why is the person who was clearly dismembered by Lu Jin still alive and well...
Is she really possessed by an evil thing...
Just thinking about this possibility made Shi Huanhuan's breathing become heavier.
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