After Du Bangchun saw that the matter was agreed, he began to collect the radish, picked out some good ones and put them in a dustpan on the side, ready to wash the mud.

She picked it up, her hand accidentally touched her other hand, the cold touch made her stunned, and she hurriedly looked up, only to see that it was Zhou Ruiyuan.

Zhou Ruiyuan was sitting on a chair, bending down to help her pick up turnips, his movements were very sharp, and his waist was up and down, faster than Du Bangchun's movements.

Every time he moved, his hair would also shake, unconsciously crossing the back of Du Bangchun's hand.

"Xianggong, you?" Du Bangchun was startled, a little surprised, staring at him with round eyes, he always thought that his husband was too disabled to move, but he didn't expect this waist to be quite strong.

Zhou Ruiyuan looked at her all the time, looked up at her and said, "Don't be nervous, although I can't walk, I can do some farm work."

His deep eyes were slightly raised, his slender eyelids, and his long eyelashes were as fine as the man in the painting.

Du Bangchun was so close to him that he could almost see his eyelashes, and he could even feel his warm breath on his face, and his heart suddenly fluttered again.

She hurriedly lowered her head, picked up the radish in a panic, and said, "Thank you, Xianggong."

Zhou Ruiyuan looked at her flustered little hands, and his eyebrows were full of gentle smiles.

The two of them didn't speak anymore and worked quietly, but as the turnips became fewer and fewer, the two of them got closer and closer.

Outside the house, the spring breeze gusted, a trace of catkins floated, and a peach blossom waved.

Zhou Ruiyuan's long hair hanging down on the sideburns gently brushed Du Bangchun's cheeks with this wanton spring breeze.

The faint scent of pear blossoms passed around her ears, so close that it made her feel like she was being embraced into her arms.

In this illusion, Du Bangchun felt the warm and powerful aura on his body, which made her inexplicably reassured.

In order not to disturb them, Aunt Zhou, who was not far away, got up directly and went to the backyard.

In the backyard, Zhou Feng was sitting on the stone in a daze, he looked up at the sun and was distracted.

Aunt Zhou saw it, and hurriedly said, "Feng'er, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Feng looked at the sun and said: "Mother, I always think I can see the light, but I don't know if it's an illusion."

"Seeing the light?" Aunt Zhou said happily, "Could it be that you, like your third brother, suddenly have better eyes?"

Zhou Feng shook his head, "I don't know, I always feel that there is light, but if I look closely, it seems that there is none."

Aunt Zhou walked up to him, stretched out her hand and shook it in front

of his eyes, "Feng'er, can you see it?" Zhou Feng frowned slightly, his face was full of loss, "I can't see it."

Aunt Zhou tried again, this time she directly blocked his eyes with her hand, and asked, "Feng'er, can you still see the light?"

Zhou Feng looked at it carefully and shook his head, "I can't see it, it's all black."

Then Aunt Zhou took her hand away again, "What now?" Zhou

Feng stared at it for a long time, his eyelids blinked slightly, "Mother, it seems that you can really see a little light, just like a lamp in the distance in the night, far away and blurry."

Aunt Zhou blocked it with her hand again, "Can you still see it?"

Zhou Feng was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "I can't see it."

Aunt Zhou then took her hand away, but this time she didn't tell Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng hurriedly said, "Mother, I see the light again."

Aunt Zhou was surprised again, grabbed his arm, and said excitedly: "Feng'er, your eyes can see!" Zhou Feng

was stunned in disbelief, he had a wooden face, and it always felt unreal.

Compared with Zhou Ruiyuan's calm and strong and Zhou Zhao's liveliness, Zhou Feng is more like the son of the scholar sitting in the academy, leisurely and gentle.

Blind in his eyes, he is like a piece of jade without luster.

Aunt Zhou was overjoyed, turned around and prepared to go to the front room, "I'm going to tell your eldest brother."

Zhou Feng immediately pulled her and said, "Mother, don't tell the eldest brother yet, my eyes are still not sure if they are really good, lest the eldest brother will be disappointed if he knows about it."

Aunt Zhou understood what he meant, patted his hand gently, and said, "Okay, I won't tell your eldest brother, don't always look at the sun and rest more these days, maybe it will be completely fine in ten days and half a month."

Zhou Feng nodded, his voice gradually became a little hoarse, "Mother, let my eyes be better, let me go to the capital!"

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