Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 445
After watching Meng Kejun go in, Ye Rongrong wandered around Leiyin Temple alone.

The overwhelming cold atmosphere was extremely familiar.

Seeing that it was snowing two days ago, she hurriedly asked her mother to make this bright red cloak for herself.

Although there is no longer the company of the white cloak behind him, but this icy and snowy place is enough.

Not long after walking, Ye Rongrong stopped in a secluded gazebo.

She is really not suitable for walking in the snow. When she was shopping outside, because the snow on the street was swept away, her shoes and socks were not wet. Now that she has entered Leiyin Temple, she walks in secluded places. Before she had time to sweep, her shoes and socks were all wet after a while.

It turned out that wet shoes and socks would be so uncomfortable, this was the second time she experienced it.

The cold is born from the soles of the feet, there is nothing wrong with saying that, Ye Rongrong, who is standing in the gazebo, her shoes and socks are all wet, doesn't know what to do.

She wanted to go in to find Mr. Meng Ke, but she had menstruation, and if she entered the temple, it would be disrespectful to the Bodhisattva, and she would come here every [-]th day to pray for them to bless grandma and Mo Han.

But if she had been waiting here, her toes would be unbearably cold.

In the end, she had no choice but to stand in the gazebo and kept jumping and stamping her feet, trying to keep her feet warm.

After having breakfast with Mrs. Meng, Mo Han returned to his room.

He has lived in this Leiyin Temple for three days, except for eating and sleeping here, most of the time he is looking around outside.

He knew that what he saw on the big boat opposite that day was not a phantom, nor was it his own hallucination, but the real Meng Kejun.

But after searching carefully for the next few days, he didn't find any traces of her in this county.

Open the window, the snow has stopped.

His narrow and deep eyes stared at the white snow outside the window.

"Ten wolves, go get the wine."

"Yes!"

Without Mo Han needing to explain too much, the ten wolves knew that the wine he was talking about was brewed by Miss Kejun herself, which was buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the backyard by the Meng Mansion.

Standing on the high corridor and leaping lightly, the black figure disappeared into the snow-covered world in a short while.

"When the wine is finished, that's when I marry you, okay?"

Now, the wine is almost finished, I can marry you, but where are you?
Mo Han raised his head and took a deep breath of the cool air outside the window.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, not only Meng Kejun's own daughter's red is buried, but also the ones under their tree must be you.

The thoughts in my mind, along with the snowflakes outside the window, returned to the day when I dug the wine out from under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Mr. Meng Ke couldn't stop himself, so he turned around angrily and wanted to leave.

He hurriedly blocked her with his dirty hands, not letting her go with her cheeks flushed with anger.

"That's how you are. You don't ask for my consent for anything. The wine is not ready yet, and it tastes bad. My hard work was wasted."

As he spoke, Meng Kejun, who was so angry, couldn't help the tears welling up in his eyes.

"The family's daughter, Hong, is only dug out when she gets married. I don't have anyone to propose a marriage yet, so you insist on digging it out."

Tears slipped down, and Meng Kejun quickly and stubbornly reached out to touch the tears. What she felt wronged was not these daughters, but what her little mother did for her today, and what she scolded herself.

She is 13 years old and has reached the age where she can get engaged, but the young lady made trouble, and all the people who proposed marriage were sent away by her. Seeing that all the cousins ​​who are similar to her age have made an appointment one by one, she has not yet Landing.

What's even more exasperating is that Xiaoniang also told those relatives that she was not up to date, disobedient, and no one would look down on her. In fact, she wanted to marry herself to the wealthy Lei family, but she was even more angry. Yes, that person surnamed Lei is older than his father.

"But sir, let's elope! The sky is big and the earth is big, there is always a place for us."

Regardless of his dirty hands, Mo Han held her hand tightly.

"No, you are the son of the Mo family, and the burden on you is heavy!"

Meng Kejun shook her head again and again, she knew that he liked her, and she also liked him in her heart, but they were not from the same world.

His family's status in the imperial court is unusual, his identity is also unusual, everything is unusual, and naturally such a big event as marriage is unusual, so Mo Hancai fell into the emperor's eyes and wanted to recruit him as a son-in-law.

No matter how much Meng Kejun likes him in his heart, he still knows his own weight, and he also knows that he can't afford him.

"If I can't be with you, what's the point of my life?"

Mo Han's expression dimmed in an instant, but his grip on Meng Kejun became even tighter.

"Don't say such things, it will be bad if others listen to it!"

Meng Kejun blushed quickly and stopped him from continuing, and then looked left and right, trying to pull his hand back.

"You know that I like you, why do you still hide from me? Why are you in such a hurry to get married?"

Mo Han didn't understand, she clearly knew that he liked her, and clearly knew that she had to be her, so why did she hide from herself, every time she came to Meng's house, she used excuses to sneak away.

"That's because you are not someone else, you are Mo Han! Your status means that you can't like anyone casually. Your status as a lady is bound to make your official career even better, and I'm just the daughter of an ordinary family. I can only embroider and cook, I have no right to be with you at all."

Meng Kejun is very aware of the disparity between himself and him, and she can see it clearly, so she knew in her heart that there would be no result between herself and him. Since there is no result, why bother to fall in love.

"Tomorrow, I will accept my little mother and let her accept the marriage of Lei's family."

After speaking, Meng Kejun turned around and wanted to leave. She knew that only in this way could Mo Han give up completely.

"no--"

A furious voice sounded behind her, and Mo Han dragged her into his arms before she could even take a step forward.

Before Meng Kejun could react, his lips were blocked by Mo Han.

She was so dumbfounded that she couldn't even catch her breath in fright.

Her thin lips were pressed against his lips, and his lips were as cool as his own.

Soon, his tongue pried open her white teeth, quickly sucked her sweet honey in her lips, and entangled with her tongue.

At that moment, sweetness was overwhelmingly aimed at her, and she was almost paralyzed in Mo Han's arms in a dizzy state.

At that moment, they all knew clearly that in this life, they must be with each other.

He is here, the oath is here, Nurhong is almost finished drinking, but she is no longer.

Mo Han lowered his head, his eyes dimmed instantly.

"But Jun, if you are here, if you are still alive, why are you hiding with me?"

The moment he lowered his head, his eyes inadvertently turned to a red figure under the gazebo in front of him.

(End of this chapter)