MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 101

At the end of the call, Li Lulu started chatting to Zhuang Yu softly across two mobile phones, but the call ended abruptly before she said a few words.

It should have been Zhuang Yurou face to face to settle the account.

Zhou Zhenyue put away her mobile phone and smiled at Mu Xueyi.

"Why did you suddenly tell them about us? Don't ask me beforehand."

Mu Xueyi supported her chin and frowned slightly, like a child who did something wrong, "So you don't want them to know? I just want to tell my friends and your friends about the things we've been together..."

Zhou Zhenyue: "I didn't want them to know."

After a while, she smiled and shook her head, "Forget it, that's fine. Usually good things are coming, and I really want to tell my relatives and friends."

Mu Xueyi smiled brightly: "Yes."

Zhou Zhenyue looked at her, and remembered the prank she had just secretly dialed Zhuang Yurou's phone, she couldn't help pinching her face.

Mu Xueyi sighed: "Didn't you laugh happily just now? As Xiaorou's friend, I laugh because I am happy for her. As Xiaorou's friend, you still laugh, and it is you who are wicked. right."

Zhou Zhenyue picked up a large piece of egg and stuffed it into Mu Xueyi's mouth.

"Articulate, sophistry," she judged.

Mu Xueyi swallowed the egg and judged back with a joke:

"Fake benevolence and righteousness, full of black water."

Zhou Zhenyue couldn't help laughing: "According to this, you are a real villain, and I am a hypocrite. Aren't we a natural pair?"

Mu Xueyi picked up the cup to drink water, raised her eyebrows slightly towards Zhou Zhenyue, "You just realized that we are a natural couple, dear wife?"

Zhou Zhenyue smiled and shook her head, looking like she couldn't do anything about Mu Xueyi.

"What's your plan today?" She opened a steamed bun and put an egg in it. "Stay at home and play, or go somewhere else?"

Mu Xueyi used chopsticks to move the eggs on the plate to the side close to Zhou Zhenyue, making it easier for her to pick them up.

"I have arrangements, you just have to follow me."

"…Row."

Zhou Zhenyue's eyes were slightly curved, and she held the steamed bun in her hand firmly.

"Listen to... my wife."

After dealing with it in the morning, Mu Xueyi cooked a very rich table of dishes at noon.

Stir-fried pork with sharp peppers, fish in West Lake vinegar, and garlic short ribs.

Before the two of them finished eating, the leftovers were put in the refrigerator. Mu Xueyi said that when he came back in the afternoon, he could cook noodles with vegetable soup.

After the meal, Mu Xueyi pushed out the bicycle and asked Zhou Zhenyue to ride with her.

Zhou Zhenyue locked the door, got in the car, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Mu Xueyi: "Go to the small restaurant yesterday."

Zhou Zhenyue: "Didn't you just eat?"

Mu Xueyi smiled and said, "Then you didn't say that you want the waiter to know that you are already my wife?"

Zhou Zhenyue pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth were silently holding back an uncontrollable smile, and she kicked up the car.

There is warmth in my heart.

Just like the sun today.

Gentle, gentle, brilliant.

When they arrived at the small restaurant yesterday, Zhou Zhenyue sat in the car and waited at the door.

Mu Xueyi jumped out of the car, entered the restaurant, dragged the waiter from yesterday to the door, pointed at Zhou Zhenyue and said something from a distance.

It's not hard to guess, it should be saying - "That's my wife."

The waiter covered his mouth in surprise, then laughed and said "Congratulations" several times.

Zhou Zhenyue lowered her eyes, glanced at the ground, and smiled faintly.

The tips of the ears were a little reddish from the sun, shining like ripe berries.

Mu Xueyi said goodbye to the waiter, returned to the back seat of the car, and said the next location:

"Then let's go to the vegetable market."

Zhou Zhenyue: "Want to buy groceries?"

Mu Xueyi: "Just go."

So Zhou Zhenyue set off towards the vegetable market she visited yesterday.

When they arrived at the vegetable market, Mu Xueyi got out of the car and walked in front to lead the way.

She walked through the stalls she frequented, and when the aunt selling vegetables saw her, she took the initiative to wave to her: "Girl Mu is here again? Come on, come on, there just happened to be fresh vegetables today."

Mu Xueyi said, "I'm not shopping for groceries today, I mainly take my wife for a walk."

Aunt: "Do you have a wife?"

Mu Xueyi stood up proudly, "Yes, look." She pointed to Zhou Zhenyue who was pushing a bicycle behind her, "Isn't she pretty?"

The aunt looked at Zhou Zhenyue and praised: "It's so beautiful."

Mu Xueyi took Zhou Zhenyue like this, went to every familiar uncle and aunt selling vegetables, and introduced them one by one. The woman behind her was her wife.

Although she lived here for a whole year, except for her routine visits to the hospital, she basically did not stay in that yard. The waiter of the restaurant, the aunt and aunt of the food market, has occupied almost all of her social circle.

...she's announcing to her world that she already has a lover.

Zhou Zhenyue silently stared at Mu Xueyi's back, every time she heard "she is my wife", her heart would be rubbed hard. The heartbeat that rubbed off the ground slowly accumulated, poured into his throat, filled his eyes, and merged into a forbidding moisture in his eyes.

What was in front of me was such a beautiful dream.

Suddenly I understood the poem written by the ancients.

"I hope I won't wake up from long drunkenness."

Sometimes, being drunk and dreaming of death is indeed... very happy.

After walking around the vegetable market, Mu Xueyi sat on the back seat of the bicycle again and said:

"The next place to go is farther. You may have to ride for an hour or so. If we are tired, we will go back and change to an off-road vehicle."

Zhou Zhenyue said it doesn't matter.

When driving, Mu Xueyi was only sitting in the co-pilot closest to her, and she still felt far away.

While riding a bicycle, Mu Xueyi could hold her tightly from behind, and if she braked deliberately, Xueyi would make a small exclamation. The breath was on the back of his waist, warm and itchy.

Zhou Zhenyue snickered for a moment in an invisible angle that Mu Xueyi could not see, then immediately regained her expression and asked, "What's the next destination?"

Mu Xueyi: "Let's go to the mountains and visit the carpenter I told you about."

Zhou Zhenyue: "Just to tell him about us?"

Mu Xueyi: "Not all of them. I asked him to do something else before, and I just went to get it back."

When Zhou Zhenyue heard it, it was estimated that Xueyi was going to give her a gift, and her heart filled with anticipation.

Bicycle all the way to the foothills.

After about half an hour, they arrived at the foot of the mountain, locked the car, and started walking up the mountain.

The carpenter didn't live very far, nor was he high. His yard is right next to the road up the mountain. The door is wide open, and in the lush green shade, the door is filled with various wooden tools that have been washed with water, which is very recognizable.

Zhou Zhenyue was already ready to go to the uninhabited place, but she didn't expect to climb up the road for a while before arriving.

"I thought that such a well-trained recluse would live in an inaccessible place."

She couldn't help feeling emotional.

But Mu Xueyi smiled: "What kind of cultivation is a master, he is an ordinary carpenter, living in the mountains is because the houses here are cheaper than in the city, and living on the side of the road is to attract business."

Sigh softly.

"You grew up with a golden spoon. You don't know that there are many ordinary people in this world who are bothering tea, rice, oil and salt. Only those who are not worried about money have the heart to pay attention to the word self-cultivation. Most people also Struggling with the words 'supporting a family'."

Zhou Zhenyue savored Mu Xueyi's words carefully, and was willing to bow down.

"I'm really not as good as you in understanding some things."

Mu Xueyi pulled Zhou Zhenyue's hand and comforted her:

"It's not a matter of time. I know this because I have seen it. You see, haven't you seen it now? As long as you have seen it, it will definitely be better than I understand."

Zhou Zhenyue was startled.

After a long while, her eyes softened, she took Mu Xueyi's hand back, and whispered:

"Thank you...for showing me this."

Mu Xueyi took this topic with a smile, and dragged Zhou Zhenyue directly to the carpenter's yard.

Carpenter Qian was washing the newly carved wood with a hose in the yard. When he saw the guest, he didn't recognize it for a while, speaking in Mandarin with a dialect flavor:

"A custom made thing?"

"Uncle Qian, don't you remember me?"

Mu Xueyi stepped forward, bent slightly gently, and looked at the carpenter Qian Qian, who was squatting on the ground.

"I still have something to do with you."

Qian and the carpenter said, "Ah, Miss Mu! Are you back?"

He looked at Zhou Zhenyue again, "This is..."

"This is my wife." Mu Xueyi said this sentence countless times today.

Carpenter Qian opened his eyes wide to look at Zhou Zhenyue and blurted out, "Are you Miss Zhou?"

Zhou Zhenyue frowned slightly.

...how did he know his last name?

Mu Xueyi interrupted Zhou Zhenyue's thoughts: "Is my stuff ready?"

"It's been done a long time ago. I'll wait for you to come and get it. I'll go to the house and get it for you?"

Mu Xueyi bent her eyes and smiled: "Okay, sorry to trouble you."

The money carpenter immediately got up and went to get it.

After a while, he took out a wooden box and handed it to Mu Xueyi with both hands.

Mu Xueyi immediately opened the wooden box and looked at the finished product inside.

Zhou Zhenyue also set her eyes on the wooden box.

In the box is a set of wooden tea sets, the carvings are exquisite and elegant, smooth and moist, with a rich texture.

Mu Xueyi turned to Zhou Zhenyue and said, "Don't grandpa like drinking tea? This year, on his 80th birthday, he just gave him this special gift. What do you think?"

Zhou Zhenyue looked away lightly, "...It turned out to be for grandpa, but I thought it was for me."

Mu Xueyi laughed, "Haha..."

Zhou Zhenyue: "What are you laughing at?"

Mu Xueyi: "Laughing at my wife for nothing, puff."

Zhou Zhenyue: "I'm happy for nothing, are you proud?"

"No, no," Mu Xueyi shook his head again and again, "Don't be angry, in fact, you also have gifts. It's just not wood or something."

Zhou Zhenyue raised her eyebrows slightly: "What is that?"

Mu Xueyi didn't answer directly, only said: "You'll know right away. Let's go~"

With a shallow smile in her eyes, Zhou Zhenyue was pulled by Mu Xueyi, bid farewell to Carpenter Qian, and walked down the mountain tightly.

It's already a bit late, we have to hurry up.

Mu Xueyi looked up at the sun, which had already turned west, and crossed out another line on the to-do list in her heart.

One last place left.

There is one last person to see.

Carpenter Qian watched the two beautiful women walk away, hand in hand, and couldn't help but watch for a while.

The water pipe in his hand was dripping with water, and inadvertently, a muddy mud was rushed out of the mud.

In his memory, Miss Mu had never smiled like she did today.

The last time Miss Mu came to order a tea set, there was no one around, as if she ran to the mountain to relax. Although he always smiled politely, there was no smile in his eyes, only a touch of numbness and coldness.

He still remembered that that day, he was lying on the table drawing a sketch of the tea set, and Miss Mu was watching.

When he turned around to ask about the effect of the sketch, he saw that Miss Mu was staring blankly.

He asked, "Miss Mu, what's the matter with you?"

Miss Mu's eyes focused for a moment, and then she dispersed aimlessly.

She curved the corners of her lips and said to him in a soft tone:

"Uncle Qian, if I die alone and am buried on this mountain in the future, can you carve a tombstone for me? You don't need to be too precise, just make a rough wooden sign and let people know who is buried in the pit. "

Carpenter Qian just thought she was joking, and while drawing pictures, he casually said to the people behind him:

"Okay. However, I don't know your full name yet.

I don't know how long it took, but when he was still lying on his desk concentrating on perfecting the sketch, he suddenly heard a very soft answer:

"Zhou Shi, Mu Xueyi."

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