idyllic tranquility

three days later.

In the early morning, the sky is not yet bright, and even the diligent villagers are still immersed in sleep.

In Li's house, apart from the usual movement in the kitchen where breakfast was prepared early, there were three figures walking towards the side door unhurriedly.

It wasn't until two of the figures crossed the threshold and passed through the side door that they had the intention to stop.

"Steward Li, please don't send me off again. Thanks to your care during this time, Ning was able to recover so quickly. I am really grateful."

"Master He is being polite, I just did what I should do."

"Please trouble Steward Li Dai Ning to thank you master, this feeling will be remembered by Ning Ning."

"Master He's words will definitely be conveyed. Here is a letter written by the third young master to you last night. It was already dark when I finished writing last night. The third young master was afraid of disturbing young master He's cultivation, so he handed it over to me."

Li Miao's letter made He Ning a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he seemed to feel something but was not sure.But it was obviously not a good time to open the letter, so He Ning accepted the letter, said goodbye to Steward Li, and walked home with He An.

The sky has not yet brightened, but the sky is hazy because of the moon that has not had time to hide. It is not so dark that you can't see your fingers, but it is not bright.

The road leading to the village is not as smooth as the town. He An was a little worried that He Ning could not see the road clearly.

He An's concern and nervousness made He Ning a little dumbfounded. The most serious injury on his back was actually just a scary looking one, and it didn't hurt any bones. He has recovered so far, and as long as he doesn't get hurt when he walks, he's fine.

He An also heard about his injury from the doctor himself, and now it seems that the doctor's guarantee may also be heard by He An.But it is undeniable that this kind of He An makes He Ning's heart warm.

"Okay, give me your hand."

"!"

He Ning stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at He An who was there in a daze, stretched out his best left hand, and before He An could react in a daze, he took the initiative to reach out and wrap his right hand .

He An's hands had a lot of calluses from years of hard work, they were not at all delicate, they could almost be called rough.However, it was such rough, dry, warm palms that made He Ning feel at ease.

"You hold me, you should rest assured."

The doting tone, the warm touch on the back of the hand, the smiling He Ning in front of him, it seems that suddenly, He An feels that he owns the whole world, a lost and regained, dreamy world that makes his heart beat faster.

He thought, he must have accumulated countless blessings in his previous lives!

It wasn't until He Ning led him to the entrance of Beili Village that He An's consciousness returned to reality.

The familiar village was peaceful and serene at this time, and even the busiest village in the past, near the big pagoda tree, was quiet only the sound of insects, and there was no bustling scene during the day at all.

Even though the street is deserted and the sky is dark, the familiar street scene still makes He An feel inexplicably nervous (excitement?!) after he wakes up, as if there are still a group of chattering ladies standing under the big locust tree, While eating melon seeds, they were whispering about the two bold and shameless people.

Thinking of this, He An subconsciously tightened his fiery palms, but he didn't want to, but this sudden move made He Ning subconsciously grip even tighter.

Aware of He An's shy thoughts, the smile on the corner of He Ning's mouth deepened by three points, and his narrowed eyes sparkled brightly in the hazy morning.

"Although my hand is still a little weak after recovering, it is enough to hold you tight."

He Ning's light words were like a spark that ignited the fuse, causing the fire that had been obediently lurking in He An's palm to spread all over his body.

#他家大郎 When did he light up his love talk skills? #

#Good shy but good chicken jelly! ! ! #

Despite how turbulent his heart was, He An's body reacted in the most honest way—the palm originally wrapped by He Ning subconsciously turned its direction, spread five fingers, and clasped He Ning's left hand tightly.

He Ning, who noticed the change in the palm of his hand, glanced happily at He An, whose head was almost tucked into his shoulders, and tightened the five fingers they held, even walking a lot lighter.

He An, who didn't know how he got home, recalled his performance at that time afterwards, and really wished to go back in time and wake up the self who was immersed in the pink bubble at that time.

However, he can't control the passage of time, and he can't erase his embarrassing performance. The only thing to be thankful for is... Fortunately, his skin is dark, otherwise his face that is about to explode would be even more embarrassing!

Speaking of which, the two had held hands before, and this kind of intimate contact shouldn't make him react so strongly.However, deep down, He An seemed to know that it was different, this time it was different.

A simple hand-holding, but he seemed to be able to feel He Ning's emotions conveyed from the palms of the two holding hands, it was satisfaction, joy, and attachment...

An ordinary day in the late spring is a day that the three generations of the He family will never forget, because their good grandson (son/nephew/brother) who had been missing for half a month finally returned home.

Mrs. He and his mother wept with joy, Uncle He and his father trembled with joy, the joy of his second uncle and aunt, and the dancing of a group of little guys, as if a strong and powerful hand lifted He Ning from the nightmare he had suffered more than half a month ago. Pulling it out completely, like Guanyin raising his hand to sprinkle the real dew on the willow leaves, nourishing and soothing the uneasiness hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

Until lying on the bed between himself and He An at night, He Ning still felt in a trance. Those days closely oppressed by life and death were like a dream in deep sleep. When he woke up, he was still in the peaceful Beili Village, still in the This He family that gave him wireless warmth and tolerance.

However, this "dream" at the moment of life and death also made He Ning understand how precious and fragile his family, friendship, and love are.

Living in a feudal society where human lives are worthless, if he wants to simply live an ordinary pastoral life and keep the precious people and love in his life, he has to think carefully about how to exchange the cards in his hand for the greatest power.Whether it is money or power, they will all become his weapons.

What's more, how can I, who has already exposed my ability in front of the rich and powerful, have the normal life before?

Try to grasp the initiative and minimize the impact of subsequent events on their lives is what he should do now.

Maybe it was because of sleeping on a familiar bed, or maybe because of the familiar temperature under the same quilt, He Ning didn't think about it for too long, and he fell asleep.

Although He An watched with eyes brighter than the moonlight, He Ning still couldn't stop He Ning from falling asleep peacefully, but he didn't feel any disappointment or uneasiness, just because of the reality of the two hands clasped under the quilt.

He An used his gaze to depict He Ning's sleeping face immersed in the moonlight over and over again, and finally stopped at the corner of the other's slightly upturned mouth, thinking sweetly in his heart, Da Lang is really happy today, and I really hope that he will be like him every day in the future. So happy today!

Maybe because of the humble love, He An was afraid that He Ning would be reluctant to get close to him.

Fortunately, love is not measured by size.Even the love that is as humble as dust will be seen by those who cherish it, hold it up carefully, wipe it every day, and one day it will become a lustrous pearl.

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There are no secrets to hide in the village. Everyone knows that every household is short of firewood and chickens, not to mention the matter of He Jia Dalang returning to the village.

Even though the He family had explained to the outside world that He Ning stayed at a friend's house in the town to play, but after a long time it always made people suspicious. Coupled with the gloomy atmosphere of the He family every day, the villagers talked a lot in private. All kinds of weird guesses have been made up again and again.

Fortunately, no one spread the rumor that something happened to He Jia Dalang outside. Although many people guessed so, they dared not say it clearly. After all, this kind of rumor, which is similar to cursing people to kill children and grandchildren, harms others and harms self and morality.Therefore, these discussions are just spread in private by everyone, but no one will spread them to Uncle He's house.What's more, now that the He family's ancestral hall is about to be built, it is very likely that the He family will be erected in the village in the future, and people with a little brain will not make trouble at this time.

Therefore, in the past few days, villagers have always come to He's house to chat with Mrs. He in the name of exchanging a root of onion for some salt. Worried about visiting.

"Hey, isn't this Xiaotian, come to play with Dalang, have you had breakfast yet? It happens that the red bean cake is steaming in the pot, and when it's ready, let your aunt bring it for you to satisfy your hunger."

After eating early in the morning, He Dazhu sat in the yard and studied the rocking chair that He Ning described two days ago with great interest. From time to time, he looked down at the simple drawings drawn by He Ning. He found He Xiaotian standing at the door with a basket in his hand.

For this child who comes to borrow books with He Ning from time to time, He Dazhu is very welcome.His children always like to stay at home. He Ning is either practicing calligraphy or studying carpentry. He is not as playful as the children of the same age in the village. He was very happy at first, thinking that the skills of the He family will be succeeded by others, but after a long time, he is worried that his children will be lost. Stuffed.

As a result, He Dazhu, who usually doesn't talk much, sometimes secretly encourages/delicious food to lure the good-natured children in the village to go to He's house to play when they have nothing to do.Therefore, the reputation of He Dazhu's generosity and kindness is widely spread among the children in the village. Everyone is very close to him, and He Xiaotian is one of them.

"Then I'll thank Uncle Da Zhu first. This is the deer leg that my father asked me to send to Ning Zi to make up for his body."

He Xiaotian's father, He Kui, also went to Yiyang City for shopping that day. Naturally, he knew that there was something strange about He Ning's disappearance, but he didn't leak it when he returned to the village.It wasn't until He Ning returned home safely that He Kui breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't let his children come over during the busiest two days in He's house, which shows that he is as careful as a hair and truly considerate of Uncle He's family.

The deer legs brought by He Xiaotian were not small. He Dazhu put down the work in his hands, took the basket covered with cotton cloth without shirking in silence, patted He Xiaotian's thin shoulders with his generous palm, and combed him meticulously. The bun is messed up a bit.

"Good boy, let's go, Da Lang should be exercising in the yard now, let's find him to play."

He Xiaotian was a little embarrassed by He Dazhu's loving (?!) eyes, so he hurried to the backyard and escaped from Uncle Dazhu's clutches.

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