Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

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Xie Zhiyun quickly figured it out.

She is a vigorous and resolute person. If she thinks about what is there and what is not, she will stop forcing herself and make herself mentally weak, which is not good.

So today, taking advantage of the good weather, she took a bath and changed clothes in advance, and then played mahjong with Zhao Yu, Mu Yun and others.

After playing like this for more than an hour, Xie Zhiyun yawned straight away, and when Zhao Yu saw her, he said, "Miss, go to bed earlier."

Xie Zhiyun didn't hold back, and quickly lay down on the bed. This time, when she closed her eyes, she quickly fell into a dream.

A very peaceful dream, no flowers or fog, no wind or rain, Xie Zhiyun had a good night's sleep, when she woke up in the morning, the depression of the past few days was swept away, and she became a young lady with high spirits again .

Although she looked forward to the letter from home every day, she was not depressed when she didn't receive it. With the start of spring plowing, the whole Yezhou was busy, and Xie Zhiyun naturally didn't have so much free time.

The Wei family has a lot of people and more land. She discussed with Cui Ji early in the morning to re-plan the cultivated land, and concentrated tens of acres of land into cultivated land. The farmers counted and divided several different vegetable fields.

Starting from this summer, Wei's dishes will all come from Zhuangzi, which not only reduces the purchase money, but also allows many retired veterans to have something to do, killing two birds with one stone.

Recently, there was a war in the mansion, and Wei Ji was away, so Xie Zhiyun did not go to Zhuangzi in person. Every day, she had to inquire about the progress with several stewards, and check the use of farming tools and farming conditions. The busy days passed quickly, and God's work was in a flash , Another two days passed.

On April 25, plum rain fell again.

This is a good thing for the farmers. At this time, the cultivation of the entire eight states is almost over, and a fine rain of plums falls. The people do not need to work hard to water them, but they can rest at home for a few days, which saves trouble.

Thinking about it this way, this plum rain is not so annoying.

There is nothing to do in Zhuangzi today, Xie Zhijun rested at home for half a day, and started to make embroidery in the evening.

She seldom does these things, and her craftsmanship is not very good. Nuhongli can only do simple mending. Even the few pairs of socks made for Wei Ji have very rough stitches. The advantage is that the fabric is good, and they are comfortable to wear.

She was carelessly making the handkerchief, and when Grandma Jia saw it, she asked her, "Why did Miss think of embroidering this? You don't need Miss to do these tasks. Whatever pattern Miss wants, Grandma will do it for you."

Xie Zhiyun smiled.

"Mother, don't worry about it. I think I'll be twenty next year. Although I'm not a woman, I've grown up and become a family member," Xie Zhijun smiled lightly, with moist eyes , "I want to embroider a green bamboo purse by myself, which can be regarded as a crowning gift for myself."

Xie Zhiyun's word Yun means Qingzhu. When Xie Yuan named her, he hoped that she would be knowledgeable and strong. Now Xie Zhiyun feels that she is not worthy of her name.

She is Qingzhu, and she also likes Qingzhu.

Hearing this, Grandma Jia laughed: "That's good, there's still a year to go, as long as Miss doesn't tire me out."

Xie Zhiyun: "..."

She was a little helpless, and said: "Nurse, although I don't do these things often, it's not that I don't know how to embroider them at all. If I can't embroider a purse that can be seen in a year, I will laugh at Yaoyue later."

Xie Zhijun was sitting by the window, with the plentiful bird incense curling up in her hand, the warm yellow candlelight shone on her face, illuminating all the brilliance in her eyebrows and eyes.

Nanny Jia is not boasting, the young lady of their family is the best girl in Yezhou.

Xie Zhijun worked hard for a while, at least showing off a leaf, and then yawned.

Nanny Jia said with a smile, "Miss, go to bed earlier, you will be busy tomorrow."

Tomorrow will be Xie Zhiyun's voice, it's not the whole year, so the house will not do much, and the family will have a birthday banquet at noon, which is considered to be her birthday celebration.

Days like this cannot be neglected casually.

Xie Zhiyun knew it after thinking about it, so she obediently put down the needle and thread in her hand, and lay down on the bed early.

She still fell asleep early tonight.

The first half of the night was relatively stable, but in the second half of the night, she suddenly heard a muffled thunder.

rumbling --
boom boom --

The ear-piercing thunder successfully invaded her dreams, making her sweet dreams start to turn upside down and no longer stable.

In the dream, there was only darkness between the sky and the earth, and the continuous sound of thunder exploded in her ears, making her nervous.

She seemed to hear the voice of a little girl, the voice was very soft and thin, she was very young, but she had courage without flinching.

"You can't bully my mother, bully my brother, I want to protect them."

Boom——Another muffled thunder sounded, Xie Zhijun opened her eyes suddenly, and she gasped for breath, as if trying to get rid of all the fear in her dream.

But to no avail.

Because even if she woke up and escaped the nightmare, she couldn't escape the thunder and rainy night in spring.

There was a strong wind outside, and the sound of muffled thunder continued. Xie Zhijun struggled to sit up. She bent her knees and shrunk herself into a solid stone.

As if it would be invincible.

She hugged her knees and buried her face in them, feeling cold all over her body, as if she had been left in that cold rainy night, which made people shudder.

"Stop it."

How much she wished that the thunder would stop and the rain would stop soon, instead of exploding in the middle of the night unscrupulously, waking up everyone who was sleeping soundly.

Xie Zhiyun felt completely cold.

She even felt that she began to tremble. The thunderstorm nightmare that she hadn't experienced for a long time returned to her life, and the heart defense she had kept strengthening for herself collapsed in an instant.

Or go to find Grandma Jia, or call Zhao Yu over.

Who can come and accompany me?

She closed her eyes tightly, as if seeing the helpless little girl in the dark.

Who can help me?
She also seemed to have prayed.

Did someone save that little girl?

Xie Zhiyun didn't know, and had no time to look around.

Because a pair of warm and powerful hands were tightly covering her ears, blocking out all the crackling thunder for her.

Her world was silent for a moment.

Xie Zhijun thought it was her own hallucination, a miracle that appeared after countless times of anticipation, she didn't even raise her head, just buried her face in her knees, and shrank herself into that solid shell.

Suddenly, a hand next to the left ear was removed.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice echoed in her ears.

"Nian Nian, I'm back." Wei Ji's voice was stained with laughter, but also filled with deep lovesickness, his voice was very low, like a whisper in a dream.

But at that moment, Xie Zhiyun burst into tears.

He's back, back to protect me.

(End of this chapter)