Matrilocal Marriage

It was already afternoon after going down from the Yunhai Terrace and returning to the Buddhist temple. Yunan suddenly thought of an important thing and stopped Lin Buxian: "Yixi!"

"Ok?"

Yun An came to Lin Buxian, lowered his voice and asked, "Is the thing I gave you still useful?"

A trace of anger flashed across Lin Buxian's face. She didn't understand why Yun An had to struggle with this kind of thing. Last time, she had clearly told her that such a private thing was not suitable for mentioning. Why was she like this?

Seeing that Lin Buxian did not answer, Yun An took out two more sanitary napkins and a pair of sanitary trousers from his arms and handed them to Lin Buxian, saying, "You take this, the effect will definitely be better than your menstrual period. If you encounter a similar situation in the future, you have to replace it when you have to go out, and you will tell me when you run out. +++All Tanmei novels: www.ltnovel.com"

Lin Buxian bit his lip, and pushed Yun An's hand extended: "No, you should put it away and use it yourself."

Yun An gave a "tsk" and felt that Lin Buxian was really reserved. Which one is more embarrassing to accept the kindness of others or accidentally spill the blood on the spot?

This is a strategic material, she doesn't know if she can use the current reserve amount to the end, but she doesn't appreciate it if she reluctantly gives her some.

Yun'an doesn't (strong qiang) ask, anyway, I don’t have to worry about no one to use it. Don’t use it by yourself, take these two things into your arms. Yunan feels that for the sake of safety, I still have to ask about some things, anyway. No one else asked, "Where did you lose the sanitary pants you used up?"

At this time, even the well-educated Miss Lin Si couldn't bear it. She only felt a shame mixed with anger and rushed to Baihui, even the habit of thinking calmly was washed away.

With a "pop", when Miss Lin Si recovered, she saw Yun An covering her face, her eyes widened, and she looked at herself in astonishment.

Lin Buxian's (chest xiong) mouth undulated, turned around to leave but was held by Yun'an. Yun'an's strength was so strong that it was like a steel claw for Miss Lin Si, who could not get away.

Yun'an's eyes changed several times, from initial consternation to anger, a beautiful face flushed, lips fluttering, and he said, "I've grown up so old, no one has hit me in the face except my mother!"

Lin Buxian also regretted seeing the faint finger marks on Yun An's face, but she felt that she had done nothing wrong on this issue. She had been accommodating it over and over again, but this person just wanted to step up regardless of dissuasion.

Miss Lin Si is also a eldest from a wealthy background, how could she not even have a temper?

Seeing that I can't open it, I straighten my waist and coldly said: "It is indeed my fault to hit someone with the wrong hand. You can fight back. You can rest assured that I won't tell anyone."

Miss Lin Si kept staring at Yun'an's face, seeing the other party's face getting redder and the corners of her mouth bowed, the anger in her eyes turned into aggrieved, even her eyes were red.

Lin Buxian was a little surprised, and was more touched by Yun'an's expression. Although Miss Lin Si was gentle and polite on weekdays, she was a very stubborn person in her bones, typically soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

If Yun'an chooses to stay hard with her and go all the way to the end, Miss Lin Si, even if she is not Yun'an's opponent, would never be timid and subdued, but Yun An's expression made Miss Lin Si at a loss.

Yun An sniffed, let go of Lin Buxian's hand, and said sadly: "You really don't have a common language with you people. What the **** is this?"

Miss Lin Si frowned, she understood incompetence again, this was not the first time, Yun An would say something she couldn't understand.

"I tell you Lin Buxian, I really don't have any crooked thoughts towards you. I know these things are not suitable for discussion with you, but why don't you think that I also have my problems? How dirty I am in your heart One of those people? Do you think there is nothing left in my mind besides Xia San Lu?"

"I……"

"I don't care what you think of me, this time I'll take care of my business, and I won't care anymore! There are a lot of maids around you, where can I get my (fuck cao) heart? But I have to tell you and change it. Something must be buried in the soil, or light a fire to burn it, it's good for you and me."

After Yun'an finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Lin Buxian looked at Yun An's distant back and sighed until he completely disappeared from her sight.

why?

Yes, it's not right to beat people by yourself, but it's obviously that this person has been rude again and again first, why is she still so wronged?

As a woman, how could she not know the depth and mention such a private matter again and again without changing her face?

What kind of filthy thing is the replaced menstrual belt, and how does it matter? Is it worth her formal question?

For Yun'an, Lin Buxian was very helpless, let her be soft, she would say something strange to embarrass herself from time to time.

(Qiangqiang) be harder, she is (exposing) that aggrieved appearance again, looking at her appearance, Lin Buxian almost suspected that she was wrong.

Just ask, how could there be a woman in this world like Yunan? Visiting the brothel grandiosely, he never shy away from such things as menstruation.

Lin Buxian spread Shicai's impulsively and hit Yun'an's hand, staring at the palm for a moment.

Suddenly, a drop of water appeared in the palm of his palm, and it burst out, and even smaller drops of water splashed around, like a falling, broken tear.

Lin Buxian regretted his impulse thinking of Yun An's red eyes when he left.

She... is also a woman.

No matter how strong you are, you can pretend to be like a man, but after all, you are just like yourself, a woman.

Lin Buxian regretted his impulsive failure, but at that time, his mind was completely blank, and he had already caused something wrong in return.

One drop, two drops...The drop of water hit Lin Buxian's head and face, and it rained.

The rain was coming very urgently, and the world was connected in an instant. Miss Lin Si turned and entered the Buddhist room, her clothes already wet.

Lin Buxian opened the window and watched the pouring rain outside, thinking: Yun Anding couldn't escape this rain.

She sighed again, closed the window and came to the bed. There was a kang table on the fire kang. On the table was a small dustpan filled with needles and threads, fabrics and scissors, and inside it was a blue (color) cloth bag that had been made. , Square, with two cloth straps on each side.

Lin Buxian sat on the (bed chuang), took the other two pieces of cut fabric, stitched it into a pocket, and filled it with enough cotton in the middle. After pressing it with his hand, it felt very soft and sealed it. .

...

Yun'an was very sad. She had never been so wronged since she was a child. She ran down the mountain under the rain. Yun'an estimated (touching Mo) that the vegetation on this mountain is mostly a century-old tree, and the coverage area is good. There should be no landslides. Although the road is difficult to slip on a rainy day, it is much better than staying in this sad place.

The courtyard is so good, I’ll be alone when I close the door and do whatever I want.

It took an hour of rain before Yun'an returned to the small courtyard, asked the woman in the courtyard to help boil (wash xi) the bath water, and plunged into the room and locked the door.

...

After Yunan took a bath, it was basically dark. She had no appetite at all. She confessed that she would not disturb herself and then lay on the (bed chuang), covering her head (sleeping Shui).

In the early morning of the next day, Yunan was woken up by the maid before the dawn. Today is the opening day of the three-day blessing dojo puja. Yunan wants to go up the mountain early...

Yun An felt that his eyelids were heavy, his limbs were weak, his headache was splitting, and he didn't have to think about it before he knew it was a cold.

After getting dressed, Yunan (qiangqiang) forced himself to eat some breakfast and set off for Qingxuguan. Lin Buxian didn't make a heavy hand and his finger marks had disappeared long ago, but the trauma on Yunan's soul did not disappear.

After the rain, the sky was clear, and the air was exceptionally refreshing. After the rainstorm, the Zimu Mountain was picturesque, but Yunan had no intention of admiring it. After walking to a secluded place in Yunan and hiding in an ancient tree, he opened the space, took a cold medicine from it (touched Mo), and continued to drag his feeble and soft body towards the top of the mountain.

Due to the slow movement, when Yunan reached the top of the mountain, the Daochang Fa meeting was about to begin. At a glance, she saw Yuyi standing not far from the main hall. Yuyi was also looking around anxiously, seeing Yunan, Yuyi As soon as his eyes lighted up, he walked over quickly and made a wish, please say: "I have seen my grandfather."

"Is there a problem?"

You Yi took out two blue (color) cloth bags and handed them to Yun'an, and said, "This is... the madam ordered the slave and maid to give it to you. The madam said: A dojo ceremony will take two hours, and I am worried that my uncle has never kneeled. My knees are too much to eat, so I specially prepared this pair of knee pads for you, so that you can find a place where no one is going to change them before entering the arena. Hide them in your pants so that the pure and virtual Taoist cannot see them, and you do not have to thank her.

"I know, thank you." Yun An took the pair of blue (colored) knee pads and pinched them softly and thickly, several times the thickness of ordinary knee pads, and the size was right. Yun An felt a little better in his heart.

Separating from Yuyi, Yunan found a corner and lifted his trouser legs and tied the knee pads before entering the hall. The dojo Fa meeting was about to begin. Madam Lin was finally relieved to see Yunan, and pointed to the futon next to him. : "An'er, you kneel beside your mother."

"Yes."

After finishing the work, Yuyi returned to the Buddhist room, knocked on the door, and said, "Miss, let Yi come and return."

"come in."

Pushing the door by Yi, he came to Lin Buxian and said, "Miss, according to your instructions, the knee pads have been handed to my uncle."

"She took it?"

"Received."

"How is she? How is she?"

"In response to Miss Hui, the slave servant didn't see anything unusual about my uncle, but... it seemed to be a little lackluster, probably because I woke up early in the morning and walked a lot of mountain roads. I'm tired."

Lin Buxian thought for a while and guessed that Yun'an might be ill. With Yun'an's physical strength, the mountain road wouldn't be tiring for her. When I woke up early in the past, I didn't see Yun'an being unconscious. , She has always been an energetic person.

The only possibility is that I got caught in the rain yesterday and got sick.

"Miss."

"what happened?"

"The servant girl doesn't understand one thing."

"Say."

"This knee pad was obviously made by the lady herself. We did not bring any cotton on this trip. The lady made a special trip to negotiate with the little Taoist priest in the mountain. How can I tell my uncle that the lady gave it?"

Lin Buxian was silent for a while, and said leisurely, "Don't mention this matter again, don't let her know about it."

"……Yes."

"Also, take a few taels of silver and take a trip to the kitchen. Let the kitchen boil some **** soup. The ingredients are heavy. It is best to put some brown sugar. You will be ready to serve when you have a break in the Fa conference. In the past, everyone had a share, saying that after heavy rains, the water vapor in the mountains was heavy. Drink a bowl of **** soup to drive away the water vapor."

"Yes."