share a glass of water with you

Uncle Ruan went out early in the morning in his carriage, and returned from the town in the evening after shopping.While helping Rong Zhuo move in the house, he said to Rong Zhuo: "Master Rong, there are no new notices posted in the city, I wonder what you want to inquire about, Master?"

Rong Zhuo thought about it, the terrain here is remote, even if the news of the change of ownership in the capital city, it would not come here so soon.He smiled at the moment: "Just casually asking if there is anything new, not inquiring about anything."

Ruan Bo has seen his graceful posture before.Although they are ordinary clothes now, the vaguely superior aura is still there.Seeing that he was not in a hurry to hurry, he guessed that their going back to the south to visit their relatives was one of the first things, and the second was to visit the mountains and rivers along the way.He asked himself to check what's new when he entered the city, probably because the young man felt bored along the way.

So Ruan Bo smiled at him and said: "The weather is not good, wait until it clears up. If Young Master Rong feels free, I will ask the Zhang family boy to take the young master to the back mountain for a walk. There are no ferocious beasts in these mountains, and there are no wild pheasants." There are all of them. There are also many mushrooms in the forest, the young master probably hasn’t seen them yet.” Speaking of this, he seemed to think of another thing. "But you don't want to go to the biggest mountains in the east."

Rong Zhuo, who is much rarer than wild pheasants, has seen many of them, but he has never seen wild mushrooms.But even now, he couldn't arouse his interest at all, so he forced a smile and said: "Really. Wait for Tianqing to have a look." As for the last sentence Ruan Bo said, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Uncle Ruan, you don't need to treat him as your young master." Rong Xuan came out of the kitchen and smiled faintly at Bo Ruan.He ignored Rong Zhuo, but was always polite when talking to Uncle Ruan.

When Bo Ruan saw him, he bowed respectfully, before he could speak, Rong Xuan smiled wryly: "Bo Ruan just call me Rong Jiu."

"You call me by my name too, um, you call me Rong Zhuo." Rong Zhuo hurriedly said.In the past, he had heard a lot of three shouts of long live, and he accepted the old man Ruan's words to his young master and his young master.

When Rong Xuan said this, he quickly interjected, without thinking about it for a while, and still used his real name.

Rong Xuan glanced at him from the corner of his eye, but said nothing.If Bo Ruan hadn't known their surname Zhuo before, he wouldn't have to keep his surname Rong.Fortunately, people in the countryside don't say they know the name of the Son of Heaven, even the surname Rong didn't let Uncle Ruan connect him with the Heavenly Family.

"How can I do that?" Ruan Bo was just surprised, rubbing his hands and muttering.

"Why not." Rong Xuan didn't want to say more, insisted on it, and glanced at the bucket placed by the well.Rong Zhuo was clever, and immediately ran over to fetch water in a fawning manner.

Ruan Bo stayed for dinner that day.There was no one else at home, only Ruan Bo and Rong Xuan joined hands.Cook a pot of rice, two simple dishes, all ready-made in the field.Rong Zhuo circled around, seeing that he couldn't get his hands in, so he could only secretly write down all the methods carefully.

During the dinner, when talking about the customs of various places, Rong Xuan had a lot of experience and knowledge, and they all talked about it in a very eloquent manner. Ruan Bo saw that he had no posture, and felt more and more awe in his heart.Rong Zhuo and Xiao Ruan are about the same age.Apart from being grateful, he also felt a sense of intimacy.Uncle Ruan couldn't help but slowly let go of his restraints, and gradually became more talkative,

By the time Rong Zhuo felt that his investigation was wrong, Uncle Ruan had already told everyone that this place was the main road of transportation, that it was Nafuna County, and even the county magistrate of this county.

Rong Zhuo let the emperor do nothing, and was able to escape from the golden cicada's shell in the palace and hide here.Rong Xuan asked about the county magistrate here, but he was not very worried.But Rong Xuan made such a move, which not only made him feel a little uneasy, but also a little bitter.

Knowing that he was wrong, he suppressed his temper and endured it silently, eating with his head buried.

Ruan Bo talked excitedly, and took out the jug that he brought with him.Just about to drink, he stopped again.First handed it to Rong Xuan and said: "At this time, the village brews its own wine, and the weather is cold, if you don't mind, it's good to have a sip to relieve the cold..."

"No!" Rong Zhuo rushed over.Feeling that his tone was too harsh, he said to Uncle Ruan, "Uncle Ruan, my brother can't drink."

Ruan Bo was startled, Rong Xuan pursed his lips and remained silent.

"You can't drink." Rong Zhuo turned to Rong Xuan again, and said seriously:

Rong Xuan changed the subject.Ruan Bo remembered that he was recuperating here, it was really inappropriate to persuade him to drink like this, he was a little embarrassed, so he didn't mention it anymore.

Rong Zhuo sat at the side awkwardly, holding the flagon and never letting go.After the meal was over, Bo Ruan bid farewell and went back.He also forgot to return it.

Rong Xuan sent Ruan Bo off and went back to his room.She didn't even look at him much.

Rong Zhuo cleaned up the table, took out the candles he bought from Ruan Bo today and lit them up, and the room suddenly became much brighter.

Seeing Bo Ruan's sprinkling pot on the table, he lifted the lid and took a sip slowly.

Sure enough, it was bad wine from the countryside, bitter and pungent.

After two or three days, each meal gradually ceased to be porridge so clear that it could be seen in a mirror, and Rong Zhuo could also cook one or two dishes.The expression in front of Rong Xuan became calmer day by day.

Sweep the yard and wash two people's change of clothes.Firewood for cooking and hot water.Rong Zhuo did these things more and more calmly and silently, without any complaints.

For the emperor, although the life of ordinary people in the market was helpless at first.But Rong Zhuosheng is stubborn.Don't give in easily.Even the determination to feign death to avoid the world is made, if such a little bit of hardship in the secular world can make the emperor feel afraid and stop here, then even Rong Zhuo will look down on himself from the bottom of his heart.

Rong Xuan realized that he seemed to have miscalculated.

How long did I think Rong Zhuo could live such an ordinary and trivial life?Three days or two days, or one month or two months, I was always bored and bored, and I missed the old days of Hubainuo.But judging from the current situation, the time for getting bored may not be January or two, nor is it necessarily a year or two.Within three days or two days, I hope that the emperor can change his mind and stop talking about idiotic dreams.

But Rong Xuan let alone one month or two months, he felt that he couldn't wait even a day or two.

After taking a shower the day before, he suddenly found that his once flat and firm abdomen had become soft, with a slight bulge that was not obvious even if he noticed it.But no matter how obvious it is, it will become more obvious day by day until it can no longer be hidden.

It's one thing to know what's going on in your body, it's another thing to see your body deform day by day.Rong Zhuo told Uncle Ruan that he was recovering from his illness, but what if he couldn't hide it anymore?Could it be flatulence?

In his current state of mind, he really wants to cry but has no tears, and there is no way to ask for help.I just want to hide in a place where no one is around, and I don't want to see anyone, and I don't want people to see me.

But there is an emperor cheating death by his side, so he can't just throw it away.

Rong Xuan was restless and irritable, and his temper gradually became uncontrollable.I knew it was wrong in my heart, but I couldn't help but want to get angry when a thought didn't go my way.

Although Rong Zhuo didn't restrict his freedom, he was afraid that he would run away from him, so he stared at him intently or unintentionally.I was even more afraid that he would accidentally fall and bump it.So the scope went one step further, unconsciously always wanting to keep him in the house.It made him even more unhappy.

Although he himself didn't want to see people, Rong Zhuo didn't let him go out to meet people. He had no expression on his face, but the little flame in his heart was flying up.