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Chapter 609: Bright Moon He Jiaojiao

Chapter 609: How bright is the bright moon?

At night, An Zhisu was lying on the bed in the room and video chatting with Ye Lancheng. She was very excited and told Ye Lancheng that she was learning hemp playing from Mu Ge's cousin today. She also talked about the customs and customs here, and said many things that she had never seen before.

The things I have seen make me as excited as a child.

Ye Lancheng listened to his little wife's voice quietly and looked at his excited face in the video. It was obvious that he had only left him for a day, but he already missed her a little.

"A Cheng, I plan to stay here for a while and learn how to make twine from Mu Ge's cousin. I also want to experience the life here." An Zhisu said after finishing today's news.

Ye Lancheng asked unhappily: "How long is a period of time?"

"Hmm... I don't know." An Zhisu didn't dare to open her mouth and said ten days and a half. She was afraid that Ye Lancheng would come directly to take her back. After all, the time agreed upon before going out was a week.

Ye Lancheng's face turned dark. She had just been out for a day and became disobedient. Since she was far away, he couldn't reach her, right?

"Don't be angry, Ah Cheng, you can come and see me. The air here is very good, and the villagers are also very simple and enthusiastic. The food has the original taste of nature. Mu Ge's cousin cooked it in the evening

The chicken stewed with mushrooms is also very delicious. The chickens are domestic and the mushrooms are wild. I ate a lot of them." When An Zhisu saw that Ye Lancheng was unhappy, she immediately invited him to be a guest, as if this was her hometown.

Similar.

Ye Lancheng snorted coldly and stingily gave him three days of grace: "Ten days at most."

An Zhisu happily kissed him through the screen and showered her kind words as if they were free: "Ah Cheng, you are the best, I love you so much, okay."

"Don't do this." Ye Lancheng said he was too honest, but in his heart he still enjoyed the sugar-coated bullets sent by his wife.

An Zhisu did not expose his cold disguise and told him another interesting story: "Let me tell you, Mu Ge's cousin-in-law has a pet dog named Xiao Qi. This name makes me miss Xiao Qi very much.

Shi, if Xiao Shi knew that he had a dog brother, he would definitely come over and take Xiao Qi back to make hot pot, hehehe."

Xiao Qi is the name Jiao Jiao gave to Labrador. After dinner, An Zhisu became very happy when he heard it and almost went crazy laughing. Xiao Qi, Xiao Ten and Lao Jiu sounded like a family.

Ye Lancheng:......

Ye Lancheng twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that it would be better if Xiao Shi knew about it. If Lao Qi found out, I'm afraid the life of Mu Getang's wife would really be lost.

The couple chatted until very late. It was already eleven o'clock when they hung up the video. Everyone in the countryside goes to bed early. Mu Ge's cousins ​​went to bed early after a long day's work. Only An Zhisu and Mu Ge went to bed early.

Ge, a night owl who is used to staying up late, has not yet fallen asleep.

When An Zhisu came back from using the bathroom, she saw the window in Mu Ge's room was open. Mu Ge was sitting inside the window, leaning on the window sill to admire the moon. She walked over and asked softly: "Jiao Jiao is asleep?"

Mu Ge nodded: "I'm asleep, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I just hung up the video with Ah Cheng and was about to go to sleep." An Zhisu looked up along her line of sight. There was a bright moon hanging in the night sky. The moonlight was bright and clear. She hadn't seen such a beautiful moonlight for a long time: "It's so beautiful.

"

"The moonlight was even more beautiful than tonight when I was born. When I was lying in the hospital, the moonlight came in from the window and shone on Jiao Jiao. She fell asleep obediently. The moonlight seemed to have coated her body with a layer of silver. I

I feel like I gave birth to a moonlight angel." Mu Ge recalled what happened a few years ago, and the light on his face was gentler than the moonlight.

An Zhisu was not pregnant yet and could not relate to Mu Ge's memories, but she could still clearly feel the greatness of mother's love from Mu Ge's face. In addition to the moonlight, Mu Ge must also be fond of other memories that night.

It was still fresh, like the labor pains during her lifetime, but she chose to recall the good memories. This shows that for her, a bright birth can erase all the bad things in the past.

"Did Jiao Jiao's name come from Mingyue He Jiao Jiao?" An Zhisu's eyes crossed Muge and landed on the sleeping face on the bed. The sleeping Jiao Jiao was even more pink and jade-carved, like a small statue. Her

His facial features are more three-dimensional than those of other children, and he looks a bit like a mixed race child.

Her father must be a very good-looking man.

"Yes." Mu Ge nodded and murmured in a low voice: "The bright moon is bright and the good night is miserable. When you meet a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy."

An Zhisu didn't hear Mu Ge's murmur behind her. She suddenly thought that Jiao Jiao's name was Jiao Jiao, which means beauty and purity. It wasn't until Mu Ge talked about the memories of the night she gave birth to Jiao Jiao that she thought it was Mingyue.

He Jiao Jiao Jiao Jiao.

The bright moon is bright and bright, and the wood is bright and bright. It is a beautiful and sad name.

"Tomorrow I will take Jiao Jiao to the county town to buy dog ​​food and a kennel. Do you want to come with me?" Mu Ge seemed to not want to recall the past and asked, changing the subject.

An Zhisu waved his hand: "I won't go. I want to stay at home and learn skills from my sister-in-law."

Mu Ge said hello and asked her if she wanted to bring anything.

An Zhisu brought all the daily necessities, but after thinking about it, there was nothing to bring, so she asked Mu Ge to buy some gifts for her. She had to stay here for a while and was embarrassed to eat and drink for free.

Mu Ge was not polite to his cousin and sister-in-law, so they said good night and went to bed separately.

The next day An Zhisu got up early. After breakfast, Mu Ge took Jiao Jiao to the county town. Her cousin sent Mu Mu to school, and her cousin had already gone to get anesthesia. An Zhisu went to visit next door when she had nothing to do.

Don't be afraid of strangers, go over and ask others what they are doing.

"We are in Jisha." The person who answered her was a pregnant woman. The pregnant woman looked several years younger than her, about 23 or 24 years old. She could speak Mandarin with clear pronunciation, and An Zhisu could not understand it at all.

No effort required.

An Zhisu chatted with her enthusiastically, asking her how old she was and how many months she was pregnant. Her belly looked so big, as if she was about to give birth.

The pregnant woman smiled and replied: "I'm 23, I'm almost nine months old, and I'm about to give birth in half a month."

An Zhisu lamented that she got married and had a child at such a young age.

"We get married early here, but I am already late." The pregnant woman spoke without delaying the work at hand. She is a flexible pregnant woman.

An Zhisu was able to talk to her. Everyone else spoke local dialects, but she couldn't understand a word, so she sat down next to the pregnant woman and asked, "What does Jisha mean?"

"Jisha, just like me, I tear the dried hemp into pieces, roll them into strands and put them in a basin of water, then comb them into filaments with your fingers and put them on your legs to twist them into small hemp yarns.

Then put the yarn in a hemp basket to dry." The pregnant woman explained to An Zhisu and showed her the steps.

An Zhisu looked at it very carefully. The handmade yarn was very thin, as thin as silk, and its luster was very strong under the sun. You could also smell the original ramie smell emanating from the twine, and An Zhisu inhaled greedily.

I took a sip and it smelled so good. There was no smell of dye at all. It was the purest smell of fabric.


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