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Although it is early summer, the sun at noon is also a bit bland.

Song Li was sitting on a chair in the bedroom in a daze with nothing to do, Dong Wu sat beside him and weaved the baskets that he hadn't finished yesterday.

Song Li was staring at the window in a daze, when Dong Wu suddenly called him, "Song Li, come here, this is for you to play with."

Dong Wu called him by his name instead of "Lady", which made Song Li feel much more at ease.

He recovered from his daze, and took an object Dong Wu handed him. When he took it in his hand, he found that it was actually a small animal made of thin yellow strips. It looked cute and cute, with an empty space in the middle. With two horns and even a tail, Song Li was surprised that Dong Wu was so dexterous, and asked, "What is this, is it a goat?"

Dong Wu smiled, continued weaving bamboo strips, and said, "It's a goat. I think you're bored sitting there, so I'll weave one for you to play with."

Song Li looked at the sheep in his hand and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, his clear eyes were filled with the light of early summer, dazzled Dong Wu's eyes, and melted his heart.

He stared at Song Li obsessively, wanting to reach out and hug this person into his arms.

Song Li looked at Dong Wu, and found that Dong Wu was staring at him in a daze, and couldn't help but blushed, and said, "Is there anything else?"

Dong Wu reacted, quickly regained his senses, and began to weave bamboo strips quickly in his hands, saying, "It's okay. What else do you like? I'll weave another one for you."

Song Li hurriedly said, "No need, I'm not young anymore, I'm too old to play these things. Don't make up these things for me, it's a waste of your time."

Dong Wu looked at him and smiled, as if he was laughing at Song Li who obviously liked these things but pretended to be an adult who didn't.

He asked, "Then what do you like? I'm going to the county tomorrow, and I just brought it for you."

Song Li lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "Can I bring two books? I have nothing to do, reading books can pass the time."

Dong Wu was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood that Song Li was the young master of a wealthy family who had suddenly fallen into poverty, and he presumably knew how to read after reading.

Dong Wudao, "What kind of book do you want? A collection of poems? Or a book of stories?"

Song Li said, "Whatever you want, I just want to read a book."

Considering that books are not consumer goods for common people, the price should be high, so he thinks it is better not to demand too much from Dong Wu.

Hearing what he said, Dong Wu put down his work, stood up and went out for a while. When he came back, he had a box in his hand. He put the box on the table and said, "Here are some books I used before. Nothing new, you can see if you like it!"

Dong Wu opened the box and took out the books inside. They were all thread-bound books, orthodox exam textbooks, and a few books on history. The books were a bit old, and there were many annotations written on them, which were very correct. Block letters, this should be Dong Wu's handwriting, it looks as upright as a person like him.

Song Li reached out and took a history book to read. Dong Wu watched him start flipping through the book with a smile on his face, then sat back to weave bamboo baskets and said, "If you like to read unofficial history, I will buy you two more tomorrow." Book."

Song Li flipped through the book and knew most of the characters. By reading slowly, he was able to guess the meaning and pronunciation of other unfamiliar characters.

"You don't need to buy them, these books are enough for me to read for a long time." Song Li replied.

He took two more books and looked through them. Some characters in "The Analects of Confucius" and other books were marked with simple characters. They presumably belonged to Dong Wu's previous textbooks, but he never thought that Dong Wu had read them before. As for the book, he thought Dong Wu was illiterate. Moreover, Dong Wu's handwriting was very good, and his name was written on the title page of the book, but it was not Dong Wu, but Dong Wenhe.

Song Li looked at the name and asked Dong Wudao, "Your word is 'Wenhe'?"

Dong Wu made up the basket, smiled, and said, "Father gave it to me, but no one can call me by it, except for the words written in these books, I don't even remember the name myself."

Song Li looked at Dong Wu, rubbed the name twice with his white and graceful fingertips, and said with a smile, "This word is very good, your father is very good at it."

"Yes, he was a scholar back then, but he didn't pass the Juren exam. Many people in our village were named by him." Speaking of his father, Dong Wu showed nostalgia and respect.

Song Li was silent for a while before asking Dong Wudao, "Didn't you go to the scholar examination?"

Dong Wu seemed a little embarrassed, and didn't look up at Song Li, and said, "After my father passed away, I was abandoned, and I don't really want to test for fame. I'm more interested in doing business than getting a test for fame. "

Song Li gave a low "Oh" and didn't speak again.

If you are good at learning, you will be an official. This is the general view here. Dong Wu was still a little worried that his little lady would look down on him because he didn't take the exam for fame. At this time, he went to pay attention to Song Li. Song Li didn't look dissatisfied or underestimated him. However, he didn't seem very happy either. Later, Dong Wu thought that with Song Li's previous family background, he might have to go to the test of fame, but now that he is married to him, this is impossible. It is really not something to be happy about.

Dong Wu wanted to comfort Song Li, but he didn't know how to say it, he could only sigh from the bottom of his heart, thinking that he must be worthy of Song Li in the future, otherwise it would be too wronged for Song Li to be his wife.

Song Li didn't think so much about Dong Wu. He packed up the box containing the books, and put the rest back in the box except for one book he wanted to read. He wanted to put the box on a low cabinet aside. , tried his best but found that he still couldn't lift it up, and almost fell down. Seeing this, Dong Wu hurried over to help him, helped him sit down on the chair, and said, "I'm called to do this kind of work." , don't hurt yourself."

The noon time was quiet and serene. Song Li sat on a chair reading a book, and slowly fell asleep, leaning on the arm of the chair.

When Dong Wu saw it, he took out the book in his hand, picked him up and gently put him on the bed, took off his shoes, and pulled the thin quilt to cover him.

Song Li didn't wake up, slept soundly, his brows were stretched, his long eyelashes were quietly laid down, the corners of his slightly raised eyes were filled with infinite charm, his fair and tender cheeks were stained with blush, and his light red lips were slightly parted. with...

Dong Wu sat on the edge of the bed and watched him for a long time, finally couldn't bear the temptation, and lowered his head to kiss his tender red lips. The soft feeling made Dong Wu's heart throb, and he wanted to kiss him again, but Still restrained, he looked at him for a while, traced his eyebrows and eyes in the void with his fingers, and felt an indescribable touch and warmth in his heart.

Only then did he get up and take the basket and bamboo strips into the main room to do some work, so as not to wake Song Li up with the sound.

At this time, the rice in the field has already been planted, the corn planted in the field has not yet reached the ripening season, and all kinds of fruits and vegetables are growing at their best, so the villagers are relatively free.

And Dayao Village has very well-developed water conservancy, and it belongs to a very wealthy village. In addition, the current emperor is diligent in governing and loving the people, recuperating and recuperating.

Song Li dreamed about his previous life. His father was seriously ill, but the heirs below were all fighting each other. The hideous face of his elder brother appeared in front of him, which made him wake up suddenly.

Opening his eyes, he suppressed his beating heartbeat and sat up from the bed, looked around, and found that he was at Dong Wu's house, the afternoon sun was shining brightly outside the window, and he knew that he was calling twice from time to time. Reassure him.

He leaned against the head of the bed and heard voices talking outside.

"You go first, I'll go right away." This was Dong Wu talking to another person.

The man said, "Then Wu Lang, come quickly, that boy has been waiting."

Then someone came out of the yard.

After a while, Dong Wu came into the room and saw that Song Li had woken up, so he said, "There are some things over there in the fish pond. I'll go and see first. I'll close the door. If you want to read, you can read it. If you want to drink water, you can do it yourself." Anyway, eat some cakes when you’re hungry, Grandma Li will come after a while, you..." Dong Wu hesitated before saying, "If she doesn't listen well, don't take it to heart, the medicine is about to drink, I think Come back when you're done there."

Song Li nodded and said, "Go quickly, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Dong Wu smiled at him, and then walked out of the bedroom door.

Song Li heard the sound of Dong Wu locking the door again, and then he left.

Song Li didn't know what Dong Wu was referring to about the fish pond. It must be important for others to find it at such a big noon!