Wu Chao: Take the whole family to escape the famine

It was already afternoon when Jiang Zhiyue and the others came to Zhangjiacun to look for relatives, and everyone felt that the sun began to set without saying a word.

No matter how reluctant Mrs. Zhang is, she can no longer stay.

The Zhang family built few houses, and there was not enough room for them to live in, and the Zhang family had no place to live if they wanted to.

But now that we know that everyone is living a good life and where they live, there will definitely be many opportunities to get together in the future.

Before leaving, the members of the Jiang family kept all the food cloths they brought.

Before leaving, Mrs. Zhang took out the ten taels of silver given by Mrs. Jiang before leaving the door and handed it to Mr. Zhang.

Jiang Zhiyue also took ten taels of silver and added it in.

Mr. Zhang was not willing to ask for it, so he quickly refused: "What is this for? What can you do if you give us the money."

Jiang Zhiyue put the money into Mr. Zhang's arms, and pressed the hand he wanted to refuse.

She said in a soft voice: "Grandpa, you keep the money, take the money and ask uncle and the others to go to the town to grab some medicine to improve their health, and aunt and cousin, if there is anything missing, just add it, we will come back another day you."

In the evening, when Mr. Jiang and Jiang Yuqing came back, they were very happy to know that Mrs. Zhang's natal family had been found.

But when Jiang Zhiyue and the others returned to Jiang's house, it was already dark, and they could only see the reflection of the moonlight on the way.

After returning home, Mrs. Zhang told Mrs. Jiang about the Zhang family's affairs, and the old lady sighed again and again.

The days passed quickly, and it was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in a blink of an eye.

The plans that Jiang Zhiyue made were almost written out, and they were ready to start when the New Year's Day was over.

The Jiang family also knew that Jiang Zhiyue was busy writing something these days, and everyone only had a vague idea.

On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the moon in the sky was extraordinarily round.

After chatting for a while after dinner, the Jiang family planned to lock up.

It's just that Jiang Zhiyue had just buckled the door bolt when someone knocked on the door just across the door.In the silent night, Jiang Zhiyue also heard the slight ups and downs of panting.

"Zhenyue."

After calming down the panting, the person outside the door called softly.

When Jiang Zhiyue heard the sound, she immediately pushed the latch open again.

She opened the door, and Ouyang Ming stood outside alone.

Jiang Zhiyue looked behind him, but found no one.

Jiang Zhiyue asked, "Where are Li Da and Li Wen?"

Aren't those two his little followers? Why aren't they here today.

Ouyang Ming was a little upset that Jiang Zhiyue put his mind on those two people, but he still replied: "The two of them went to do the task."

"Oh." Jiang Zhiyue didn't even think about knowing what the two of them were doing.

She turned sideways and said, "Come in."

After Ouyang Ming walked in, Jiang Zhiyue put the bolt and lock on the door again.

The rest of the Jiang family had either returned to their own house, or were about to return. When they heard Ouyang Ming coming, they inevitably came out again.

The old lady and the old man had already fallen asleep, and no one disturbed them.

Jiang Zhiyue asked: "Why are you here so late, have you eaten yet?"

After the fifteenth year, it's not counted as New Year's Eve. In order to come back to see Jiang Zhiyue, Ouyang Ming naturally didn't eat, but he said: "I just happened to stop by to have a look, and I ate."

It was too late for conversation, Jiang Yuchao saw that Ouyang Ming came so late, and he couldn't drive him away.

They arranged for Ouyang Ming to live in the same room as last time.

The room where Jiang Zhiyue and Ouyang Ming lived was next to each other, Ouyang Ming brought Jiang Zhiyue to the door of the room, and handed her a simple small box when she was about to enter.

Jiang Zhiyue looked at the small box handed to her, and reached out to take it.The wooden box seems to have been dug temporarily, and there are still sawdust on the edges that have not been smoothed. "new Year's gift?"

Jiang Zhiyue remembered that when she met Li Wen years ago, he said that Ouyang Ming had prepared a gift for her.

It seems that this is the thing in front of me.

Ouyang Ming didn't know that Li Wen had already leaked out the fact that he had prepared the gift.His eyes were black and blue, as if he hadn't slept well for many days.

It's just that at this moment he is smiling very heartily, so he nods yes.

Under the moonlight, the son was as gentle as jade, and Jiang Zhiyue couldn't associate Ouyang Ming with the murderous villain in his imagination.

If everything went according to the original plot in the book, what would his ending be like? Ouyang Ming saw that she was in a daze, and reminded her, "Do you want to open it to see if you like it?" "Yes."

Jiang Zhiyue came back to her senses, lowered her head and opened the small wooden box.

Inside the box was a jade hairpin lying quietly, with a few small pearls adorned on the jade hairpin. She took the hairpin in her hand and lifted some to look at it against the moonlight.

Under the hairpin, she felt a few small bumps, and she leaned forward to have a look.

But the night was too dark, Jiang Zhiyue couldn't see what it was, but it felt like two small characters to the touch.

This is already the second hairpin Jiang Zhiyue has received in the past two days.

But obviously, she still prefers the one in her hand.

She looked up at Ouyang Ming happily and thanked him: "Thank you, I like it very much."

Ouyang Ming also laughed, he has been able to sleep for two hours in a row for many days, and he still needs to take the rest time to carve this hairpin.

But at this moment, listening to Jiang Zhiyue's voice and looking at her smile, it seems that his fatigue has dissipated a lot.

In Jiang Yuchao and Zhang's room separated from this room, Jiang Yuchao was bending over the window and looking out.

He lifted the cotton curtain covering the window, opened the window a crack and looked into Jiang Zhiyue's room.

Mrs. Zhang saw how he hooked himself up and looked out without even caring about his image, and said amusedly, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yuchao said unhappily: "That boy, he came in the middle of the night, and he is still pestering our daughter not to go back to the house."

Zhang smiled and complained: "It's not that you don't know, Zhiyue and Xiaoming have a good relationship, and these two words are still in the way of your eyes. 1
Jiang Yuchao didn't listen so much, he just saw that Ouyang Ming had bad intentions, and the more he looked at it, the more he disliked him.He squeezed his throat and coughed twice, and shouted outside: "It's late at night, Zhiyue go to bed quickly."

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly heard Jiang Yuchao's voice trembling, obviously she didn't do anything, but she felt guilty for no reason.

Reflexively, she lowered her hand and held the hairpin in her hand.

Jiang Zhiyue turned her body sideways, looked at her parents' room and replied, "Got it, dad."

After she finished speaking, she turned around again and said to Ouyang Ming, "You should go back quickly, too."

Back in the room, Jiang Zhiyue took out a mirror from the space, put the hairpin that Ouyang Ming gave her on her hair for a try, then took it off with satisfaction, put it in a box, and put it on the table.

The table in Jiang Zhiyue's room is right next to the window, and Jiang Zhiyue would open the window during the day to breathe.

Early the next morning, Jiang Zhiyue got up and hooked the cotton curtains covering the window on both sides as usual, and then used two wooden sticks to prop up the window.

Once the window was propped up, she stood by it and did a full set of stretches.

When she made the last move, she bent down and saw Ou Yangming passing by outside the window through the bend of her arms.

Ouyang Ming frowned in confusion: "What are you?"

She stood up straight after finishing the last movement, her face was slightly red because of the brain congested when she bent down.

"Stretching, I can still grow," she explained as she moved her arms.

Ouyang Ming nodded half-understood, looked at Jiang Zhiyue's stature and said seriously: "You are no longer considered low."

Ou Yangming's words were not coaxing her.

Although Jiang Zhiyue didn't reach his chin in front of him, she was already much taller compared to other women.

Jiang Zhiyue was a little dissatisfied. She used to be more than [-] meters tall, but now she is only [-] meters tall at most, so she still wants to grow longer.

But she didn't bother with this matter too much, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Ouyang Ming's smiling eyes fell on Jiang Zhiyue, and happened to catch a glimpse of an exquisite-looking box on the stack of papers on the desk in front of the window sill.

The box was open, and there was a wooden hairpin inside.

Ou Yangming knew that Jiang Zhiyue also had a wooden hairpin, so he thought that the wooden hairpin was not good enough for Jiang Zhiyue, so he carved a jade hairpin for her.