Cheng Moji

A few cock crows brought the hour into the early morning.

Dongfang Ying tossed and turned on the bed, and Feng Qiwu next to her also woke up.The sight in the room gradually brightened, Dongfang Ying raised her head to look at Leng Xin, still meditating, with a sense of immortality.

Dongfang Ying saw Leng Xin's ears turn lightly, and then a pair of sharp eyes opened.Dongfang Ying asked softly, "Brother Leng, are you awake too?"

Leng Xin kicked and jumped down, stretched his hands and stretched his muscles and bones, and his flexible body completely regained its toughness and agility. This fox demon sat on the small cabinet next to him all night, and this moment did not affect his improvement at all. After all, his skill is profound , ordinary people are not compared.

There was a sound of the door opening in the hall, and only the mother-in-law's light footsteps had stepped out of the yard. The sun was shining through the window lattices, and one could imagine that the weather outside was fine and the scenery was pleasant.Ding ding dong dong, the sound of the yard kept going, Shan Po was busy making everyone have breakfast and burning firewood for cooking.

Feng Qiwu had already got up and straightened her dress, her loose long hair appeared soft and beautiful.Waking up with a lazy face, this is the most intimate moment for a woman.Feng Qiwu went to the yard, and asked her mother-in-law directly: "Mother-in-law, shall I help too?"

The mother-in-law was busy throwing firewood, pouring water, cooking porridge, and cooking vegetables in one go, but she was a veteran in the kitchen, and she probably felt that Feng Qiwu was not like a girl who could cook, so she pushed her hand beside the steaming fire, Signaled not to approach, she can do it alone.Feng Qiwu understood, and continued to ask: "Grandma, where is your comb, can you let me use it?"

Shan Pozi pointed to the window of the courtyard, Feng Qiwu walked in this direction, and saw an old wooden comb on the window sill of the outer window.Combing strand by strand according to the lines, a ray of morning light from the east shone on her face, and the warm sun shone in her soft hair, she didn't look like the woman who had experienced the vicissitudes of a thousand years.

Leng Xin and Dongfang Ying also came out of the house, went to the well in the yard to wash their faces, they were shocked when they saw this quaint woman combing her hair, such a Feng Qiwu is as rare as a phoenix feather.Feng Qiwu used to stay in the spiritual weapon, and his makeup never changed.While washing her face, Leng Xin wandered towards the window again. This Feng Qiwu had already simply combed a farm girl's attire, which was simple yet elegant, and there was a distance of a hundred and eight thousand miles from the usual aloof Feng Yao.In a trance, Leng Xin has a feeling that he should live in an IKEA room. Only when we have shared experiences can we have good memories.In the last life, she didn't even have the memories of being together. What is she thinking at this moment?

After getting acquainted with each other, everyone went to Shan Pozi to help.Dongfang Ying went over first and said, "Mother-in-law, shall I light the fire for you?" The mother-in-law seemed to be excited, but hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No need to work hard, the meal will be ready soon. Why don't you move the tables and chairs in the house?" Go to the yard."

The family has not been so lively for a long time. Although Shan Pozi is busy, she is happy in her heart!Feng Qiwu helped to serve the meal, Dongfang Ying served the meal and set the chopsticks, suddenly, a table of four people had already served the meal, and the happy meal time was the happiest time for ordinary people.Everyone envies that mandarin ducks become a couple, and growing old together is the dream of many people. The family eats and chats, but that's all.

During the meal, Feng Qiwu asked Shan Po: "Grandma, is there only one person left in your family?"

The mother-in-law nodded, her spirit seemed to be in a trance and the sadness melted away.

Dongfang Ying added: "Mother-in-law, you have worked so hard!"

The mother-in-law couldn't bear to look back, her words trembled.There seemed to be something in his mouth that he wanted to vomit, but he stopped talking.

Leng Xin glanced at this detail, and said with relief: "Mother-in-law, if you have any difficulties in your heart, you might as well share it with us, maybe we can help you relieve your worries."

The mother-in-law became even more excited when she heard this, and said: "You can't help!" In the atmosphere of everyone listening seriously, she said another vicissitudes of life, "It's too late."