The two of them looked at each other silently.

Du Wanchun was stunned and stared at him with her round eyes. At this moment, her heart seemed to stop suddenly, she couldn't breathe, and her mind was blank.

Zhou Ruiyuan seemed to be lost, holding her hand tightly and looking at her quietly.

Under the moonlight, in the farmyard with lush green forests, the two looked at each other silently.

There were no precious pens and ink, no gorgeous clothes, only the swaying oil lamps and the stingy moonlight, but at this moment, whether it was the falling dead leaves or the breeze blowing by, they were all sweet.

Zhou Ruiyuan was the first to react. He quickly let go of Du Wanchun's hand, turned his face to her side, and said with red ears: "It's getting late. I'll teach you tomorrow night."

Du Wanchun came to her senses, turned her body to the side, and whispered: "Well, husband, go to bed early."

After that, she stood up and ran back to the house like a frightened rabbit.

When she got into the house, her face was already red and her heart was about to beat to her throat.

It was a slightly cool night, but she felt an inexplicable heat. Her body began to tremble under extreme tension. She quickly took off her coat and nestled in her quilt, covering her head and face with the quilt. Zhou Ruiyuan's face and warm breath were all in her mind.

She held her chest, and her heart was filled with ripples.

This night was another sleepless night.

In spring, the sun rises earlier and earlier.

Du Wanchun felt that she had just fallen asleep when it was dawn.

She vaguely smelled a faint scent of flowers, slowly got up, put on her clothes and walked out.

I saw Aunt Zhou fiddling with flowers and plants.

Du Wanchun came over and asked, "Mom, what is this?"

Aunt Zhou smiled and said, "These are the flowers I just picked on the mountain. I plan to use them to make perfume."

Du Wanchun said happily, "Mom, can these flowers be used to make perfume?"

Aunt Zhou nodded, "Yes, but I didn't pick many flowers. It would be nice if I could pick more."

Du Wanchun picked up a flower and smelled it, and smiled, "Mom, I'll go with you later."

Aunt Zhou turned around and took out the corn cakes that had been prepared long ago from the house, and said with a smile, "You, eat breakfast first."

Du Wanchun took the cake, looked into the house, and asked, "Where are my husband and others?"

Aunt Zhou looked at the backyard, She said, "Ruiyuan is chopping wood in the backyard."

Then she looked outside the house again, "Zhao'er took Feng'er to the fields."

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something, "Wanchun, your stepmother gave birth."

Du Wanchun was a little surprised, "When we went there yesterday, she hadn't given birth yet."

Auntie Zhou whispered, "She gave birth after you left yesterday. I heard from the villagers that she gave birth to a girl, and she had six fingers."

Du Wanchun sighed, "My father has always hoped to have a son, but it seems that he will be disappointed."

"Not only disappointed, he was so angry that he threw the child to your aunt to raise." Auntie Zhou frowned as she spoke, and she was very disgusted with Du Dajiang's behavior.

"You said they are all your own children, why doesn't he feel sorry for them?" She shook her head, got up and put all the flowers she had collected in the basket next door.

Du Wanchun quickly finished the corn cakes, took the basket from the backyard, and followed Auntie Zhou up the mountain.

The mountains in Changliu Village are not high, they are all small hills, but there are dense forests inside, and wild animals often appear, so few people usually go to the mountains.

Du Wanchun and Aunt Zhou met people from the Meng family in the village on the way to the mountain.

The Meng family is a famous gentry in the village, with dozens of acres of fertile land and a big house.

Uncle Meng met Aunt Zhou two years ago and has always wanted to take her as a concubine.

Aunt Meng is an illiterate farm girl, but she is strong. After hearing about this, she cried, made a fuss, and hanged herself in Aunt Zhou's house, making her family restless.

Aunt Zhou has never thought of being a concubine. She only wants to live an honest life here with her three sons, so she has never agreed.

Uncle Meng refused to let go, and finally Aunt Zhou threatened to die to stop his idea.

After this incident, she not only offended Aunt Meng, but also Uncle Meng.

The couple often made trouble for their family when they had nothing to do, which made the Zhou family have a hard time in Changliu Village.

Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng were returning from their daughter's home. When they saw Aunt Zhou, they stopped the carriage and called out to her, "Old Zhou, where are you going?"

Aunt Zhou ignored them and pulled Du Wanchun to quicken her pace.

Aunt Meng snorted in the carriage.

"Isn't it just that you have a good face? You are still a widow, what's there to be proud of!"

Mr. Meng sat beside her, not daring to speak.

Mrs. Meng kicked him, "Hurry up!"

Mr. Meng hurriedly pulled the reins and continued to drive the carriage forward.

When the two came to the Zhou family's land, they suddenly stopped.

Mrs. Meng stuck her head out and said, "Grandpa, I heard from the Chen family that they returned the land to the Zhou family. Let's go and see what they have planted in the land."

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