Chapter 112

The atmosphere is somewhat inexplicably embarrassed. Rong Xiu talks and laughs as usual. She suddenly raises her glass and draws a mouthful of osmanthus wine: "I know, you all suspect that I hurt Xiaobao's life, but I Rongxiu can't do such a thing, and there's no need to do it. If I really suspect it's me, Xiangying can report to the official. Why cover it up?"

She said the last half of her sentence to Su Chengxi, but Su Chengxi stopped his chopsticks, stood up and went to the back hall in silence.

Leaving Rong Xiu, she sat at the table awkwardly. For a long time, she softened her smile and said, "no Nothing Let's go on to dinner

After dinner, Rongxiu cleaned up and left the restaurant. Now she just wanted to go back to her home and have a good sleep.

On the winter solstice, it was so cold that Rong embroidery could easily return to the village. Only a few dead lotus leaves were left on the pond, frozen by a thin layer of ice. It looked really desolate.

Rong Xiu went back to her bedroom. She turned over. There was a smell of Su Chengxi on the bed. It was light and flowery.

She had to turn over, but heard the sound of footsteps behind her. Rong Xiu sat up from the bed, but the shadow suddenly burst in and took Rongxiu into her arms.

"Why not explain it earlier?" The shadow was su Chengxi.

As soon as she smelled the aroma of the pine branch, Rongxiu reacted. She struggled to get rid of it twice, but she couldn't get rid of Su Chengxi's arms.

"If you believe me, how can you doubt me?" Rong Xiu can't help but get a sour nose and tears come down.

If Su Chengxi doesn't come, it's OK that she can still keep a cold face, but when Su Chengxi comes, she looks like a cub, finds a warm nest, and begins to know that she is hurt.

"I suspected you." Su Chengxi took Rong Xiu's neck and said, "but I blame myself. I know what kind of person you are. But I suspect you. It's my fault, madam. I'm sorry."

However, Rong Xiu couldn't help laughing bitterly. Her husband was so upright and honest that she could not even tell a lie to coax herself. She could not help but lift her tears and rub her tears on Su Chengxi's collar: "since you have suspected me, why do you want to come back?"

"I think you won't do such a thing." Su Chengxi was so determined. In fact, there was a bit of persistence in his temperament, which made him want to make everything clear. There was no confusion between reason and reason: "I saw Xiaobao's soft pillow. There seemed to be something on it. I thought about it and felt something was wrong."

What he inferred was the same as that of Rongxiu. Seeing that he was so serious, Rongxiu lost her temper. She had to poke Su Chengxi's heart: "in the future, anyone can doubt me, but you can't!"

"From today on, in any case, I will no longer doubt the lady." Su Chengxi carefully took out a cloth bag from his arms. What was placed in it was the hairpin bought in the daytime: "today is your birthday, isn't it?"

"You How do you know that? " Rong Xiu was stunned. She never said when her birthday was. "I've read our marriage book."

Su Chengxi fingers around the hair of Rong Xiu: "it's written on the winter solstice."

"Today is not a holiday..." Rong Xiu took the hairpin in her hand: "but don't think that if you give me a hairpin, I can forgive you."

Looking at Su Chengxi's care and nervousness in her eyes, her lips float a trace of narrow smile: "unless, you help me plug in."

Su Chengxi breathed a sigh of relief. He carefully put the hairpin into the ink hair of Rong embroidery. He looked at it more and nodded his head and said, "it's worthy of being a lady."

did not expect that Rong Xiu's eyelids drooped down at once, and she unloaded the boulders in her heart, so that she could not help being sleepy.

So he had nothing to say all night. In the twelfth lunar month, the wine sold better and better. Yunpei had to take out several jars of wine and deal with it temporarily.

On that night, another goose feather like snow roll came into the door. Su Chengxi tried to make ends meet with Rongxiu in the front hall for a night, but he couldn't think of it. It seemed that there was a group of people marching in the night and quarreling all night.

The next morning, the snow had covered up the footprints outside. However, after a while, Xiangyong went door-to-door to inform them that martial law was to be started in the whole area of Qicheng, and that they could not leave at Youshi.

It seems that something important happened. Rong Xiu had no choice but to live in the front hall.

In the evening, we stopped drinking in the town, but we didn't know each other

One of them, Fan Cheng, was the most useful one among the group. He rubbed his hands with cold and warmed his hands on the charcoal basin: "Lady Rongxiu, today we've been to the mountain. If we don't have your two cents of wine, we'll freeze to death."

Looking at their poor appearance, Rongxiu could not help laughing, so she warmed up two pots of wine and put it on the table: "you drink quickly, so you can go home early.""Go home, fart back!" Another country bravely spat on the ground: "in a moment, I'll take a look at the snow!"

Fan Cheng pressed the Xiang Yong's hand, indicating that he could not say anything more. Instead, he provoked Rong Xiu's curiosity: "what's the matter? Is it not curfew? Why are you going out? "

"Hum." The man knew he couldn't say more, so he turned his head and looked miserable. "I can tell you."

Fan Cheng took a mouthful of wine: "I don't know what happened. The gang of mountain bandits near Qicheng were more and more successful. They tangled up with qijiakou, Hexia Town, and many mountain bandits from Zhendian. They already owned the villages at the outer end of Qicheng."

The pupil of Rong Xiu shrinks. In this way, Qin Hu and his troops have already begun to line up.

"If they want to rebel, they will rebel. Most of the people in qijiakou, most of whom are from southern Xinjiang, are good at using poison. At that time, we only need to poison our water. We have no room for resistance. We are dead."

Xiang Yong on one side also interrupted: "thanks to our Qingshi Town, which is near Qicheng, otherwise we have to fight with that group of people. When the time comes, our swords will have no eyes. I'm afraid that we will all have an accident and we won't be able to come back."

In and out of the story, there is a sense of timidity and desolation. Most of these rural braves are not easy.