A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 572

Meng Yan looked back at Yin Heng, Yin Heng was holding an umbrella with a calm expression.

Meng Yan handed the sachet back to the waiter with a smile, and said, "Oh, I really want to buy it, but my husband doesn't believe it. When he talks about bad luck and wants to turn around his fortune, he's just trying to bluff others. Like King Yin Wu Such a person, there is no need to rely on the protection of the sachet, if he wears armor and goes into battle, he will be a god to many people."

The slippery guy couldn't speak for a moment, he looked at the returned sachet, and felt a little disappointed, and said, "Ma'am, buy a pair..."

Meng Yan took Yin Heng's hand and turned around, saying: "My husband and I are already a couple."

Snowflakes danced from the eaves of the umbrella and fell mottled on the corners of their clothes and shoes.

Yin Heng looked at her with low eyes, and whispered softly for a long time: "Many people's gods and Buddhas."

Meng Yan smiled and said: "You have laid a stable and peaceful environment for them and allowed them to reunite in Changning. Who says it's not true. This includes me. If I haven't met you before, maybe I will have a good life in the future; I have taken care of you, if there is no one in the future," she paused for a while before saying, "I can't imagine."

Probably similar to hell.

Yin Heng raised her hand and kissed the back of her hand lightly under the umbrella.

After a long time, he replied to her: "If there is no one, this peace and stability will be nothing."

Meng Yan was stunned for a moment before feeling a little inexplicably sad.She stopped, tilted her head and looked at him with a smile, and said, "Master, please carry me on your back."

Yin Heng didn't speak, just handed her the umbrella, and then Lianyi squatted down in front of her.

Meng Yan watched the man turn his back to her without any hesitation, she chuckled lightly, and leaned on the ground.

Yin Heng lifted her up and walked steadily on the snow step by step.

He was carrying her on his back while she was spinning the umbrella.The black oil-paper umbrella rotated, and the snow on the umbrella slid down.

Yin Heng asked gently: "Have you thought about what to buy?"

Meng Yan said, "I didn't expect that."

"Is there any snacks you want to eat?"

"No."

"Do you want to visit the jewelry store?"

When passing by a shop again, there was a clanging sound coming from inside.Meng Yan was quite familiar with this sound, it was the sound of blacksmithing, and he could hear it every time he went to the blacksmith shop to order skates when he was in the small town.

Meng Yan supported Yin Heng's shoulder with his hands, and suddenly said: "I remembered what I wanted to buy."

There was a thick curtain hanging in front of the shop, but it couldn't stop a faint hot air from overflowing.

Yin Heng asked: "What?"

Meng Yan got off his back and said: "I saw Chongyi bought so much wax to polish her sword, I also want to make a weapon for fun."

The two fished out the curtain and entered the shop, and suddenly a wave of heat melted away the cold snow all over their bodies.

At the door, ice and fire merged in the air, and the front of the door was wet.

Unexpectedly, this blacksmith's shop is quite big, and there are quite a lot of things sold in it.

A row of kitchen knives were displayed on the table, with different shapes and qualities. There was also a row of scissors, large and small, curved and pointed, hanging on it. The corresponding showcases are too numerous to mention.

Meng Yan and Yin Heng were browsing one by one. The sound of clanging iron came from the inside. Following the sound, they could still see the faint red flames jumping and flickering.

When the bellows roared, the flames shone brightly.

At this time, amidst the sound of banging iron, came a mellow male voice, saying: "Uncle Ying, a guest is here."

Then there was a sparse sound of metal clinking, and it was probably that Uncle Ying was putting down the guy in his hand, and then poked half of his head inside.

His face was still covered with sweat, his arms were bare, and his oil was shiny. He was obviously a blacksmith in this shop.

He saw Meng Yan and Yin Heng, and said, "You two are just looking around, do you want to buy the ones that have already been punched or the ones that haven't been punched?"

The things that have been punched are the things displayed in the shop, and the things that have not been punched are the blacksmiths who make what the customers want according to the needs of the customers.

There are all kinds of weapons in the palace, and sometimes Yin Heng and the guards in the palace will use them.

Meng Yan walked around and found that there are some palaces here, and some palaces that are not here also have them, and there is nothing new and unexpected.

However, when she saw that the blacksmith Yingshu came out to say hello, there was still the sound of banging iron inside.

She moved to the door of the blacksmith's house, lifted the curtain and took a look inside.

The light inside was a little dim, and only the firelight reflected the room flickeringly.

There was indeed a person standing by the fire, holding something with iron tongs, and holding a blacksmith hammer in his hand, and was hitting it one by one.

It should be him who spoke just now.

Meng Yan just glanced at him, and saw that the man was behind his back, with a well-proportioned and tall figure.Because it was really hot in the blacksmithing room, he took off his coat and tied it casually around his waist, lifting and dropping the hammer very neatly and powerfully.

After beating, he dipped the things in the water.The calm bucket of water suddenly bubbled and boiled.

After tossing around, he put the thing back into the stove, and then started to pull the bellows to make the fire even hotter.

Meng Yan also couldn't see what he looked like, so she turned around and asked Uncle Ying, "Is the one in there also a blacksmith in this shop?"

She thought that just now when he was blacksmithing in the inner room, he could hear her and Yin Heng coming in, so it should not be easy.

Uncle Ying also took a look inside, but shook his head and said: "No. Anyone who knows this business and wants to shoot anything can come to my shop and shoot it with his own hands. He shot a gun a few days ago. But later, I got some black iron, so I went back and forth to beat it again."

There were very few weapons in the outer room, and unexpectedly there were weapons on display in the inner room, so Uncle Ying took the two of them into the blacksmithing room.

It was only when Meng Yan got closer that he saw clearly that what the young man had pulled out from the stove was indeed a gun head, which had been beaten and forged by him so that the edges and corners were sharp, and it was very lethal at first glance.

Uncle Ying said: "Aqiu, you know what you're doing, why don't you take these two to Xuanxuan."

Although he is not a blacksmith in the shop, it is obvious that Uncle Ying knows him very well, and he should come here often.

Hearing this, he agreed, put down the things in his hands, took the towel and wiped the sweat from his hands, and raised his head to face Meng Yan and Yin Heng.

Meng Yan could see that this was a handsome young man, with beads of sweat on his face and hair, but his eyes were very bright.

But when he saw Yin Heng, he was stunned for a moment, and then respectfully saluted Yin Heng with his fists clasped.

Meng Yan asked, "Do you know each other?"

Yin Heng said: "This is the son of General Qiu's family, Qiu Ke."

Qiu Ke clasped her fists at Meng Yan again, and said, "I've seen Madam."

Uncle Ying saw that they were all acquaintances, so he ignored them and went straight to work on his own.

But when talking about the gun head that Qiu Ke hit, Meng Yan couldn't help but praise it.

Ordinarily, very few people use spears as sidearms because they are inconvenient to carry, but people like Qiu Ke, who came from a family of generals, like to use such weapons because long spears are easy to use on the battlefield.

However, Uncle Ying smiled and said, "That long gun is not for him." He hammered down the hammer, and said, "He sent it to give it to someone very important."

(End of this chapter)