064 the first day of the first lunar month

These days, there are only a few places where the news comes in the fastest, such as inns, tea stalls and prostitutes. Courtyard. So when Sun Jingbang told Lin Yarong that he suspected Chunfeng Tower, after the initial surprise, Lin Yarong felt that everything seemed reasonable.

When did Sun Jingbang start to notice the Spring Breeze Tower? Sun Jingsong was framed in the Chunfeng Building, and then Guan Sheng said that the Chunfeng Building was selling fascination. These things were linked together and had to make people suspicious.

Lin Yarong suddenly said, "Well, it can only explain one thing. Someone has been paying attention to you since early." No, if you really want to say it, I'm afraid everything should start with Wu Yin's siege of Sun's mansion.

Sun Jingbang does not deny that many things may not happen at the beginning, but they are related. Many things that you couldn't understand before are thought about carefully at this time, and it turned out to be the same thing.

"Are you afraid?" Sun Jingbang looked at Lin Yarong.

She smiled. What's so scary? Although I don't know who set up such a big conspiracy, what else can scare her by standing beside him?

Holding Sun Jingbang's hand tightly, the warmth of each other came from the fingertips that touched each other, and everything was silent.

The snow gradually faded before dark, and the dry branches were covered with silver, changing the decadent of winter and welcoming the New Year with the coldness of winter.

Liu Ping built a snowman in the garden. Sun Jingsong can't afford to be childlike innocence. He generously contributed his treasured glass ball to make eyeballs for the snowman. The old lady stood in a thick fur corridor, and the corners of her eyes were smooth and peaceful. It was the first time for Lin Yarong to see such a mother-in-law. What should she say? It's very comfortable, just like her mother.

With a gentle breath, the year is finally coming to an end.

After the rich New Year's Eve dinner, the family gathered together and chatted casually. The old lady rarely looked embarrassed. She sat aside and listened to them with a smile, and stuffed a snack into Liu Ping's hand from time to time. Just after Haishi, seeing the old lady's tired face, Sun Jingbang whispered, "Mom, go to bed. I'm guarding here."

The old lady ate some almond pastry before, and she was tired. The old lady hummed, "Then I'll go to rest first. You guys stay there. Songer, don't stay up this year. Go back to bed.

Sun Jingsong responded with a smile. In fact, he still wanted to stay up late. On New Year's Eve last year, when the old lady went to rest, he immediately sneaked to the backyard to gamble with his servants.

Lin Yarong helped the old lady back to Qinyuan. When the old lady rested, she turned back to the main room.

"Where's Brother Song?"

"I went to the backyard." Knowing that Sun Jingsong was going to gamble, Sun Jingbang didn't stop him. Anyway, it's just to be happy during the Spring Festival.

The green butterfly sent a flower tea to relieve the greasiness. Lin Yarong poured a cup and handed it to Sun Jingbang: "I didn't see you eat anything in the evening. Do you want me to ask the small kitchen to cook some porridge for you?"

"No need."

In the past few days, Sun Jingbang has no appetite. He still ate better at that New Year's Eve dinner, but in Lin Yarong's opinion, he still ate less.

Seeing that Sun Jingbang was not very interested, Lin Yarong simply stopped talking and leaned in the soft chair, half squinting at the outside.

Since nightfall, there has been sporadic sound of firecrackers. Maybe because today is New Year's Eve, although the air is cold, it is filled with unspeakable joy. The wind blew and hit the face with a trace of coolness, which not only did not make people feel cold, but also refreshed.

"What are you thinking?" There was a loud noise from the distance, and Lin Yarong asked with a curious look.

"I'm thinking about Yunyan." Sun Jingbang did not deny that he often remembered the days when he was with Mu Yunyan these days.

It didn't seem strange. Lin Yarong looked at him thoughtfully. In her memory, Mu Yunyan was gentle and clear. No matter how time changed, she always remembered some things.

"Yunyan married me for three years, but we have never spent the New Year together. Every year on New Year's Eve, I always drink with my brothers in the camp. Now that I think about it, I may always think that there will be a lot of time together in the future, so I don't care what Yunyan will think." Speaking of this, he sighed faintly.

I always thought that there would be a lot of time to experience a lot of things together, but one day I suddenly found how precious the lost time was. However, it was too late to turn around again.

Lin Yarong doesn't know what to say. Any language seems to be weak at this time. She wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know what to do.

Next to Sun Jingbang, she leaned her head on his shoulder: "We will be together on New Year's Eve every year."

Sun Jingbang looked down. In his memory, Mu Yunyan's hands were slender and soft, while Lin Yarong's finger bones were slightly thick, and there was a thin cocoon in her palm. It can be imagine that it was not easy for her to live ten years in the palace.

He closed her fingers one by one in his palm, and he held her hand tightly. In the future, they could spend many years together.

On the first day of the new year, after the sun rose, Lin Yarong and Sun Jingbang returned to the green garden to sleep for a while. Near noon, Lin Yarong suddenly woke up and looked at the Luo tent above her head. After a while, she came to her senses.

As soon as he moved, Sun Jingbang asked vaguely, "What's wrong?"

Turning his head, Sun Jingbang did not wake up. The bright light fell on his face, making him look milder than usual. Lin Yarong noticed that his eyelashes were very long, like two rows of small fans.

Inhibited, Lin Yarong raised her hand and touched it gently, and then carefully came over and kissed Sun Jingbang.

With a hand around his waist, Sun Jingbang opened his eyes and looked at her with a smile: "Someone is funny."

was caught and appeared. Lin Yarong was thin-skinned and couldn't help blushing. After a while, she stammered, "No...no."

Sun Jingbang's hand went down slightly along her waist, while Lin Yarong didn't notice. He pinched two handfuls lightly on the stock: "Yes, it's big and strong. He is the owner of a son."

Why didn't you find out that Sun Jingbang was a hooligan before? Lin Yarong was angry and anxious, and stretched out her hand and twisted it hard on his arm.

Sun Jingbang did not show weakness and stood up and pressed over, knowing that Lin Yarong was the most itchy. Her hands could not be broken on her waist. After a while, Lin Yarong's face was shy and panting.

"Don't do this...itch..."

Looking up, Sun Jingbang's eyes looked like a fire. He pressed his body tighter, and his thighs couldn't help rubbing against Lin Yarong. Feeling the change in his body, Lin Yarong wanted to push him away, but his body was so soft that he couldn't use any strength.

"Yarong!"

The hoarse voice seemed to be magical, and Lin Yarong felt as if she had been caught by a cat.

There is a faint desire in my heart, wanting more, wanting to lean more tightly, wanting to be more intimate. Raising her hand around Sun Jingbang, Lin Yarong shouted softly, "Husband."

Yuebai's middle coat has been lifted, and Sun Jingbang separated Lin Yarong's legs and pressed against her softness with his fire.

Lin Yarong was a little scared and a little hopeful. She wanted to cry and scream loudly, but this time she didn't want to be timid.

"Master, madam, are you going to wash it?"

The voice of the green butterfly suddenly came in from outside the door. Maybe the couple had just made a lot of noise, and the girl outside thought they were going to get up.

Looking at Sun Jingbang's stiff expression, Lin Yarong couldn't help laughing.

whispered a curse. Sun Jingbang did not want to leave the softness under him. Looking at the pain on his face, Lin Yarong was also a little unbearable, but...

She whispered, "Why don't I use... hands?"

It's okay not to say it. Sun Jingbang looked even more strange. He stared at her for a while. Sun Jingbang sighed gently, turned over and sat up from **, took several deep breaths, and then said dissatisfiedly, "Call them in."

After Green Butterfly entered the house, she obviously felt something wrong. Sun Jingbang's face looked very bad. Of course, his face was not gentle. Green Butterfly asked in a low voice while Sun Jingbang was not paying attention, "Madam, did I do something wrong today?"

Lin Yarong suppressed her smile and shook her head: "It's okay. I haven't slept well."

The green butterfly nodded thoughtfully, waited for Lin Yarong to change into her new dress, and then opened the door.

The servants stood in the courtyard well and saluted the two together: "Master, madam, Happy New Year! I wish you and your wife a happy New Year.

Take out the red envelopes prepared in advance, and Lin Yarong and Sun Jingbang distributed them to the servants one by one.

"Where's the old lady?"

"In the garden, the second master has just got up." Green Butterfly asked her if she wanted to eat something first. Lin Yarong shook her head and Sun Jingbang went to Qinyuan to greet the old lady first.

After lunch in Qinyuan, the family went out of the house and went to the street in new clothes. The old lady led Liu Ping and showed a strong interest in the Guanpu placed along the street. There were still people playing juggling in the Dizi Temple. The old lady was like a child, walking from the corner of the street to the end of the street.

The people in Liangcheng now know Sun Jingbang. Who doesn't know the former general of the town and the current marquis of the town? Lin Yarong couldn't help laughing when she saw that many people were pointing to them along the way.

Sun Jingbang didn't feel it at first, but he saw more and more people crowded around him, and his face gradually became a little unbearable

"Why don't I go back first?"

Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Lin Yarong persuaded him with a smile, "Well, you are not tired at all if you haven't seen your mother. Why don't you go to the teahouse and have a rest? Insor, you don't think there are too many people."

Sun Jingbang thought that this was also an idea. Just as he was about to go to the street teahouse for a rest, he inadvertently raised his eyes, but suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Following his eyes, Lin Yarong saw only people all over the street.

After a long time, Sun Jingbang said, "Nothing. By the way, didn't you say you want to buy a gold hairpin? There is a Fuji Gold Store in front of us. Let's go and have a look. After saying this, he couldn't help pulling Lin Yarong into a gold shop.

Lin Yarong couldn't help wondering when she said she lacked gold?

But looking at Sun Jingbang's look, she inferred that Sun Jingbang must have just seen something.

Fuji Gold Shop is also very famous in Tiliang City. The gold jewelry they made has always been very beautiful. Lin Yarong's head face when she married was ordered from Fuji.

Although it was the first day of the new year, the street was full of people, but there were not many people in the golden shop. Lin Yarong looked around and had nothing she didn't like, but when she turned around, Sun Jingbang, who had followed her, disappeared.

What about people?