When Daining went back, she couldn't bear it for a minute and immediately wanted to take a shower.

The bodyguard team hurried to move her bathtub, everything was complete, except for the hot water that it was boiled now. Usually, the water was boiled at the village chief's house every day, and the bodyguard carried it over. Today, the eldest lady obviously didn't want to wait for so long.

A bodyguard would use the village stove. He asked Zhao Yu: "Can we lend your kitchen and boil some hot water for the young lady?"

Zhao Yu said: "I'll do it."

The bodyguard said gratefully: "Please trouble little brother."

Zhao Yu nodded, and he put the water from the water tank into the pot and heated the water.

The firelight was clearly extinguished and reflected on Zhao Yu's face, and he couldn't even tell the difference. He was trying to make trouble for the eldest lady, but he was trying to make trouble for himself.

He moved quickly and carried the bodyguard over with a boiled water.

Zhao Yu went to the well and planned to rush for a while. Today, he brought the young lady back. It was summer night. Although he was not tired, he was sweating all over.

As soon as the water came up, he heard a delicate shout: "Idiot, the water is so hot, do you want me to burn to death?"

Zhao Yu picked up the bucket at his hand and went outside the Dianning room. Sure enough, a group of big and thick men were at a loss and were so scolded that they dared not speak out.

Zhao Yu knocked on the door: "Open the door and add cold water to you."

The door opened, and the cold air came to her face. Zhao Yu didn't say much and poured the well water from the bucket into her bathtub.

The outside of the lady's bathtub is made of sandalwood, which exudes a light fragrance. The diameter of the bathtub is 1.5 meters. If it is a little larger, the room will not be stuffed.

Daining was on the side and pouted: "Be careful, don't pour too much, it won't feel comfortable if the water is cold."

Zhao Yu has become accustomed to it. Once she is out of danger, she will immediately start doing it.

"You can feel it with your hands and stop if it is right."

Daining put his hand into the bathtub as he spoke. The little hand was as white as jade. She stirred and played with it: "Pour a little more...Okay."

"You go out, I'm going to take a shower."

Zhao Yu concluded that when Daining needed him, her mouth seemed to have been smearing honey. It’s great that Zhao Yu was one mouthful. When she didn’t need him, she wanted him to stay wherever he was cool.

Zhao Yu picked up the bucket and went out without any intention of calculating her.

Zhao Ping and Zhao Anan had already come back. After Zhao Yu took a shower, he talked to them for a while, and went to feed his parents.

Shuanzi is a kind person. The food he left for his parents is good. Zhao Yu was hot and brought into his parents' house.

While eating the food from the wedding banquet, Zhao's mother couldn't help but look at her eldest son.

The old woman whispered, "Son, you don't like Tianniu, do you like it..."

Zhao Yu raised his eyes.

Zhao's mother took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Yu: "Do you like it, the distinguished guest who lives in our house?"

Zhao Yu paused, and continued to feed his mother: "It's nothing."

Seeing that he was not rushing, not shy, nor nervous, Zhao's mother couldn't figure out whether she had guessed wrong. The eldest son had been an idea since he was a child, precocious and sensible. If he deliberately concealed his thoughts, no one could see anything.

Zhao's mother said: "I have never met Miss Ji for so long, but I know that she has a noble status. Brother Yu, my mother is thinking, it is logical that a lady like her can never live in our house. She has stayed for so long. I see that you are not good to her. Will she be interested in you?"

In fact, Zhao's mother had great hopes when she said this. Even though she felt it was unrealistic, if the eldest lady really liked Brother Yu, even if she married her, Brother Yu could still walk out of the mountains, and she would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life, and she would not have to suffer such hardships anymore.

Zhao Yu interrupted his mother's delusion: "She doesn't like me, don't think about this."

"Brother Yu..."

Zhao Yu said: "Mom, believe me. In a few years, I will take you, dad, and younger brothers and sisters out of Xinghua Village and cure your illness. The eldest lady cannot fall in love with me. Today I went to the village chief's house and her friend revealed that she wanted to leave. In a short while, Ji Daining will also return to the city. Don't say such words in the future, let her hear it. It's one thing that our family is embarrassed, and she will lose her temper."

Zhao's mother nodded awkwardly.

Zhao Yu said calmly: "I'll go wash the dishes."

He took away the dishes and chopsticks and returned to the stove. Zhao Yu did not burn hot water anymore, but washed the dishes and chopsticks with the small amount of cold water left in the jar.

The night is heavy and the moonlight disappears.

His complicated mood also hid deeper.

Zhao Yu felt that the problem was not serious. Dianning left as soon as possible and his life would be back on track.

——

There is a custom in the mountain village that the gifts given by the villagers can be demolished on the second day of marriage.

Shuanzi and his new wife Xiaoyan sat in the house to count the gifts given by the villagers.

"Liu Bo's family sent a duck, a firecracker, and a pot of wine."

"Uncle Song's, flour and vermicelli, also cost twenty yuan."

...

With this condition in the mountain village, everything we give is within our ability.

Until Xiaoyan picked up a huge, bulging concentric knot: "Hey, what is this?"

Shuanzi scratched his head: "I don't know."

He raised his throat and shouted outside: "Mom, who gave this Hong Luozi?"

His mother was sewing clothes outside: "Miss Ji brought it."

Xiaoyan said: "It seems quite heavy."

"There is a knot on it, please open it and take a look."

Xiaoyan pulled away as she said, stunned.

Shuanzi leaned over and stuttered: "Okay, a lot of money."

He has never seen so many red banknotes. A thick stack of them is filled with knots.

The family gathered together and was no longer calm. Xiaoyan counted with her trembling lips.

Shuanzi's father held the pipe and asked, "How many?"

"One, ten thousand two."

“…!”

Shuanzi asked, "What are you doing to do to Dad?"

Don’t talk about him, his father was also panicked. The old man quickly covered the money with the quilt: “Don’t tell me if you know if you don’t tell me? I won’t show my wealth.”

Shuanzi and Xiaoyan were dreaming, and they vaguely felt that if they were not united and could not hold on, they would have to make up auspicious numbers, and the young lady could also stuff some more into it.

Shuanzi's father said, "Don't let your brother Zhao Yu know."

"Why," Shuanzi disagreed, "Brother Yu is not an outsider."

The old man glared at him: "Dad boy, just be obedient if you call me."

The family hides the money tightly.

Shuanzi's heart was pounding, and he saw the first time he saw what a rich man was. Last night, he was complaining that the eldest lady was doing whatever she wanted, but now he felt that even if the eldest lady wanted to overturn the roof of his house, he and Xiaoyan could help her hold the ladder!

——

Uncle Qian was so amused that he learned that the eldest lady had trampled on someone’s vegetable field last night.

He accepted his fate and gave several times the compensation and apologized. The family was overjoyed. How much money is the water spinach worth? Now that the more you have made money, he hurriedly said that it was not a big mistake for the lady.

The weather is sunny and it is still some time before autumn begins, so Uncle Qian brought a letter to him.

"Mr. Ji wrote it to the lady."

Daining quickly opened it apart. Her grandfather's pen handwriting was quite elegant, and every word of the old man wrote about his thoughts for his precious granddaughter.

He asked Daining if she had eaten well, if anyone bullied her, if she was happy, and if she was naughty?

At the end of the letter, he mentioned Daining's younger brother and said that Ji Mojue also thought about her.

Daining flattered her mouth: "It would be strange if the bastard would think of me, he wouldn't want me to disappear."

Uncle Qian laughed: "Miss, don't talk nonsense. You are a mother, how could Mr. Ji not expect you to be happy?"

No matter what Ji Mojue is, Daining feels the thoughts and care of Mr. Ji.

She was a little worried and was actually homesick. The big villa was so comfortable, and the old man also took her seriously.

Uncle Qian said: "Miss, it's almost a month since we've been out. Let's go back?"

Denning immediately denied: "No."

She came here to prevent "Ji Tian" from gaining luck. As long as "Ji Tian" does not have luck, she will not be disfigured or die, and Grandpa Ji will not suffer misfortune because of herself.

Daining is not a very patient person. She can't wait to continue to spend time with Du Tian in the village. For the first time, she asked the Qingtuan in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"When did Zhao Yu fall in love with Du Tian?"

The Qingtuan said: "Now is the early life of the male protagonist Zhao Yu, and this paragraph is not written in detail in the book."

Daining thinks its poisonous finger is really useless.

"Look at Zhao Yu's mood and memories later, did he mention the most profound incident about Du Tian?"
To be continued...