Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Chapter 260 Don't accidentally dig into her grave!

   How much did you drink to look like the fairy in front of you?

  Shen Wei admired it for a while, and looked at Cui Yun, but was quickly defeated, and she walked forward slowly. The nose is full of bouquet.

  Shen Hua jumped up eagerly: "Don't call me for drinking."

   "Why is there such a difference between you and me?"

  Shen Hua didn't worry: "I bought you a gift when I went out today."

  Shadow Five: How could she not know?

  She has been following Shen Wei, never leaving her!

  Cui Yun didn't know whether to believe it or not, he asked in a low voice, "What did you buy?"

  Shen Wei said confidently: "I bought you a pair of earrings!"

   "Caused by warm jade."

   "The carving is exquisite, and the white jade is clear and flawless."

   "Would you like to take a look?"

  Cui Yun: ... "It doesn't have to be."

  He still can't understand Shen Hua's thoughts.

   Sure enough,

  Shen Hua expressed regret.

   "Then I can only keep it for myself."

  Shadow Five has learned again.

   Cui Yun leaned against his swollen forehead and looked down at the girl: "There is still a jar of wine. But you can't eat more."

   This was brewed by him himself six years ago.

  At that time, he had been recuperating in Liyuan for half a year, and his injury had almost stabilized before returning home.

  At that time, the Yangling Hou Mansion showed signs of decline.

  But in the past six months, people have come to kowtow in front of the closed Hou Mansion one after another. Not to mention that when the coffins of Cui's father and son were transported back, half of the people in Chicheng came.

  The mighty people followed behind the coffin, and I don’t know how many shoes they have worn out along the way.

   These people were protected by father and son with their own lives.

  They came here through mountains and rivers just to see them off for the last time.

  At that time, the people of Shengjing, Hengzhou, Chizhou... also came here.

  The huge crowd.

   The event was unprecedented. I am afraid that the emperors in the past did not have such a battle.

  It seems that those two people who lost their lives have not been forgotten. At least in the eyes of these people, they are heroic and fearless.

  Of course, so what?

   For this, Cui Yunsheng couldn't be more grateful. Both father and brother are dead, so what are you grateful for.

  He has never heard the sorrow of those people, and it is difficult to hear their words that are higher than one sentence.

  —The general walks slowly.

  At that time, Cui Yun only noticed that Cui Rong was crying in Qiao Si's arms. She was a small ball, and even the crying was soft. He obviously doesn't understand anything, but he can't coax him down.

  Qiao Si was wearing plain clothes and linen, hugging Cui Rong tightly, sobbing endlessly.

  Mrs. Cui Tai was so sad that she fainted on the spot.

   After half a year, Cui Yun stepped into the threshold of the Yangling Hou Mansion, and the door behind him was slowly closed again.

  He went back to Suiyuan and brewed two jars of wine himself. Buried under that crooked neck tree

   Only then did I go to the main courtyard with the thick scroll in my arms. He never slacked off during the days of recuperation. Ying Yi came and went freely, and through Ying Yi, he had read most of the books in Zang Shu Ge.

  Grandpa Cui's sideburns turned completely white at some point. But he still stood upright. Just like these days when Cui Yun was not around, Old Master Cui stood in front of the female relatives, supporting the sky of Yangling Hou Mansion. The back... dare not bend.

  Cui Yun is no longer the lazy boy in his memory, he greeted him well-behaved, and there was no mistake in his movements and postures.

  Be self-sufficient.

   "Grandfather."

  Old Master Cui covered the heat in his eyes: "Come in."

"yes."

  The two jugs of wine have been buried for several years, and Cui Yun just drank one jar. The other altar is still buried under the tree.

  Shen Wei looked over, and there was a place where the soil had been moved, and there was still a hole left by Cui Yun when he took the wine, and it will be filled in the future. She walked over without hesitation, dragged the shovel and knelt down to plan.

  Cui Yun looked in this direction, and it was the quiet profile of a girl.

  For wine, the girl worked very hard.

  Shen Hua's hands were sore. The shoveled soil piled up into small hillsides.

  When the girl's patience was about to run out, a voice blew along the wind: "The two jars of wine were not buried together."

  Shen Hua suddenly raised her blank face.

   "Why didn't my cousin say it earlier?"

She threw down the shovel and saw Cui Yun sitting on the back chair that Jiqing sent him at some point, holding tea that can sober up the wine in his hand. He carefully stroked the texture on the wall of the cup, looking at him for some time: "See you You're so busy, it's hard to interrupt you."

  Shen Hua:? ? ?

  She barely caught her breath.

  The girl pursed her lips tightly.

  She tentatively looked at the vixen in front of her.

   "Then I... thank you?"

   In exchange for Cui Yun's muffled laugh.

  Shen Hua can't argue with a drunkard.

  She wiped off the mud on her fingertips with a handkerchief, and circled the crooked neck tree back and forth several times. Can't help being suspicious: "Is it really buried under the tree?"

"Um."

   "Where is it?"

  Cui Yun: "Stand back a foot."

  Shen Hua complied. Started shoveling again.

   A moment.

"No ah."

  Cui Yun: "Maybe I misremembered."

  Shen Hua didn't blame him: "Then think about it."

  Cui Yun: "Five steps to the right."

  Shen Wei was vigilant this time, her skirt poked out the delicately patterned embroidered shoes, and she tapped her toes on the ground: "Here?"

  Cui Yun got up and walked over, walking slowly but steadily.

  Cui Yun stamped her feet ten steps away from her, and then walked a few steps to the right.

   "It may also be here."

  Shen Hua:? ? ? "Why don't you tell me to dig up the whole land."

   Soon, she had a guess and stared suddenly.

   "Are you deliberately embarrassing me because you don't want to give it?"

  She threw the shovel away.

   "I won't dig anymore!"

   Temperament is as always impatient.

  Cui Yun's eyes are thin and red, and they are slightly raised. Even the wind tonight carries an unknown meaning.

   "Shui Furong and Xueshui made wine according to the records in ancient books. There are only two altars, which have been stored for many years. I tasted it for you. The first taste is mellow, and the aftertaste is clear."

  Shen Hua swallowed unwillingly, she lowered her head and carefully shoveled the shovel east and west.

  Cui Yun looked deeply, never would he have thought that there would be today, even if he dared not dream.

  People don’t dare to have too many delusions.

   to extravagance.

  But God took pity on her and sent her back.

  Fresh as old, as wanton as old.

  After finding nothing for a long time, Shen Wei raised her face, her whole body was full of dissatisfaction.

  Cui Yun: "Give me the shovel."

   You should have done this long ago!

  Shen Wei warned, and she was still not at ease when handing it over to him: "Be careful."

   Don’t accidentally dig into her grave!

  ——

  Cui Yun quickly took out the wine jar.

  Lamps were lit in the house.

  The dim light flickered wantonly, and the man's facial features became more intense and profound. Every inch of her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be filled with a tenderness that Shen Wei had never seen before.

  The two sit opposite each other.

  Thick and long eyelashes cast shadows, the girl's lips are red and her teeth are white, delicate and soft. As if going back to her own home, Shen Wei held her face in her hands and stared at the wine jar.

  The wine made from Shui Furong is deep red in color. As soon as the wine cork was removed, the aroma overflowed powerfully.

   "It smells good."

  Cui Yun boiled the wine: "It's still cold, it's better to drink something hot."

  Shen Hua waited contentedly.

   "My cousin is right."

   "You are in poor health, you should not drink too much."

"Uh-huh."

  Under Shen Hua's expectation, Cui Yun poured her half a glass.

  Shen Hua:?

  (end of this chapter)