After dressing as a widow

Everyone in Liyu Village got up, no matter the elderly or adults, they were all doing the same things as children, jumping and jumping in the rain, until they were all wet and could no longer find a trace of dryness on their bodies.

Anyway, there are dead branches and leaves everywhere on the mountain now, so there is no shortage of firewood.

Lin Zhen was sitting by the fire pit roasting his hair, and glanced at the ginger soup he had just come in to cook, "It's raining, and with this momentum, next year's spring plowing can continue."

"Our family's manure is going to be piled up. If it's too late, it won't be enough, and it will burn the seedlings."

"Yes, it's time for composting. After the rain stops for two days, we can sift the soil. Our family now has more than 20 mu of land, and we need a lot of compost."

The moment the thunder sounded, the Lin family rushed outside. Everyone was drenched thoroughly before running in to enjoy the fire. The fire pit was full of people.

Fortunately, when the house was being repaired, a stove that could hold two large pots was built, and it was equipped with a fire pit that was half longer than the average fire pit, otherwise I would not be able to sit down right now.

After soaking in water, Lin Zhen's hair looked more frizzy than when it was dry, fluffy and smooth.

He stood up and stirred the almost boiled ginger soup with a spoon, and said: "Take out a bowl, each of you can drink a bowl and sleep well." The whole piece of ginger was just patted with a kitchen knife, added sugar and water, and smelled It looks spicy.

The children hurriedly went to the cupboard to get their bowls, and Lin Zhen scooped up half of the bowls for them by himself: "Blow it cold before drinking it, don't burn it."

"Understood, aunt." Lin Zhuzi, Lin Shitou, Lin Huaixiang and Lin Chunxiang obediently carried the bowl back to their stools, blowing on the hot ginger soup in the bowl.

Then give it to Father Lin, Brother Lin, Brother Lin, Sister Lin, Sister-in-law Lin and the others, and finally Lin Xiaoyao and himself.

The ginger soup with just the right amount of sweetness is spicy and flavorful. After a bowl of it, it is smooth from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and the body that was still a little cold after being soaked by rainwater instantly warmed up.

Everyone in the room had satisfied smiles on their faces. From time to time, they turned their heads to look at the rain outside the door with the lights on, and listened to the sound of crackling rain.

It's raining.

As long as there is a way to survive, everyone will live well.

After drinking the ginger soup, the big guy fell asleep. The Linjiadong house has been repaired by the villagers. Except that the wall looks different from the original color, nothing has changed.

So Lin Zhen went back to sleep in his room again. He lay on the bed, covered with a quilt, and fell asleep listening to the sound of rain outside.

This was the deepest sleep Lin Zhen had had in recent months. Every cell in his body exuded relaxation and comfort, and he was full of energy.

He stretched his waist, lifted the quilt and got out of bed happily. He thought he got up late, but he didn't expect to see Father Lin and the others looking like they had just woken up when he went out.

Perhaps not only the Lin family, but the villagers of Liyu Village got up late today.

The rain that had fallen all night had turned into a drizzle, and the dry air was moist, as if a handful of water could be squeezed out of it.

The whole family just took a chair and sat under the eaves, chatting and chatting. When it was time to cook, they plucked most of the cabbage and radish seedlings that Lin Zhen had planted in wooden barrels and had a delicious meal.

In the middle of the night, when Lin Zhen was sleeping in a daze, he heard the sound of someone getting up. He turned over, thinking that he had misheard, and the next second he heard Brother Lin say: "Shuanzi, why are you so late?" return."

Lin Zhen woke up all of a sudden, turned over and rubbed his eyes, grabbed a piece of clothing and draped it over his body, and walked out. Just as he stepped out of the door, he bumped into Brother Lin and Gu Lin who were walking into the yard face to face.

"Brother, Shuanzi is back."

Standing under the eaves, Lin Zhen looked at Gu Lin who was wearing a bamboo hat and a coir raincoat, and pursed his lips: "Brother, go to sleep, he has me here."

"Well, you guys go to bed early too, it's late at night." The rooster was about to crow for the first time, and Brother Lin was also very sleepy. Since Lin Zhen was taking care of Gu Lin, he went back to the house to sleep with peace of mind.

Lin Zhen pulled his clothes, turned around and walked into the house: "Come in, why don't you wait until tomorrow, it's dark everywhere at night, no—"

He wanted to say that it was not safe, but when he thought that now that the refugee army had been wiped out, it would be tedious for ordinary people to make plans on Gu Lin, so he couldn't help but want to laugh.

The only light in the yard and the house was the oil lamp handed by brother Lin to Lin Zhen. It was a warm ball, and the range of light was not large, enveloping his figure in it.

After the banquet, he went on the road. Gu Lin, who came back after walking for three hours, looked at his back, took off the bamboo hat on his head and the coir raincoat on his body, and hung them on the wooden nails on the wall.

Lin Zhen was squatting by the fire pit and blowing on the fire, preparing to light a fire for Gu Lin to roast. The weather was getting colder and colder. His clothes were thin and he came back from the rain. His whole body must be completely icy.

Unexpectedly, I don't know if the fire book was damp or something, but after several breaths, no seedlings ignited.

Lin Zhenzhen wanted to get up to find a new fire bag, but Gu Lin was already squatting next to him with a fire bag, and flicked it a few times to put the fire seed on the fir branch.

The fir branches are flammable, and flames burst out immediately, and Gu Lin added firewood to them.

There was such a distance between the two of them in the past. Before he said those words, he even wiped Lin Zhen's feet and applied medicine. At that time, Lin Zhen didn't think there was anything wrong.

There is even a kind of gratification that the little cub has finally grown up and knows how to hurt others.

It's not like now, let him be like a light on his back.

Standing up by the light of the oil lamp, Lin Zhen asked Gu Lin, "Will you cook a bowl of noodles or warm a bowl of rice?"

"meal."

"Okay." There are still rice and vegetables to eat tonight. Afraid of disturbing the family, Lin Zhen mixed water into the pot, put the rice and vegetables on the bamboo grate, boiled the water for a while, and the food on top would be almost hot. up.

After putting the food and vegetables away, Lin Zhen didn't leave, but sat next to Gu Lin: "Gu Lin, I've thought about something, and I think I need to discuss it with you."

"You are not my own child. I have no regrets in bringing you up by my side. You are well educated and capable. You are a good boy that many people can't ask for."

"If you hadn't said those things to me It would be great for the two of us to be relatives for the rest of our lives."

It's a pity that Gu Lin didn't intend to cover it up at all, and he didn't even give in an inch, even if he wanted to ignore it.

Lin Zhen looked at Gu Rin and said, "Tomorrow I will tell my family that it is only my marriage with your father. From now on, I will no longer bear the name of the husband of the Gu family. Getting married and having children has nothing to do with the Gu family." , not your father anymore."

"You were never my father, you were my Uncle Lin." In the dim light, Gu Lin looked at him and said every word.

Gu Lin thought about it many times that day, and even cut off the relationship with Lin Zhen by himself, but at this moment, he was still uncontrollably confused.

He didn't have enough ability to keep Uncle Lin by his side. Without this relationship, Lin Zhen didn't need to care about him in everything. They were like ordinary neighbors in the village, each with their own ties.

Gu Lin looked at Lin Zhen, and put his hands on his squatting knees: "Uncle Lin, do you want me to go to Fucheng by myself, and you are just like what I said before, walking around everywhere."

"..." Being told part of his mind, Lin Zhen touched his nose guiltily.

He said: "Not so fast, wait until you have passed the provincial examination and the hospital examination." It was the most critical time for Gu Lin's imperial examination, and it was not so easy for Lin Zhen to let it go, at least he had to wait for him to stabilize.

What's more, now that everyone calls him Shuanzi's daddy, Gu Lin said those things to him and did those things again, he always felt that he was a little...

It's better to let go of the title of Doctor Gu, anyway, Gu Da has been dead for so many years, and in the eyes of others, he has been a widow for so many years, and it is almost the same.

When he was talking, Gu Lin just looked at him like this, as if he was not taller than him before, and he always followed him when he was doing things.

Lin Zhen couldn't restrain himself from softening his voice, and said: "We all knew in Fucheng that children from merchants are not allowed to take the imperial examination to be an official. Without that relationship between you and me, you can do your own things better. .”

The confused mind gradually recovered, Gu Lin looked at Lin Zhen who had been soft-hearted towards him, and nodded: "Okay."

Lin Zhen thought it would take a few more words to get him to agree, but he didn't expect him to be so straightforward, which made Lin Zhen a little unresponsive.

His eyes were slightly rounded, looking at Gu Lin.

Gu Lin suddenly leaned over and hugged him onto her lap, the flesh that had been scorched by the fire stuck together through a thin layer of clothing.

Lin Zhen struggled frantically: "Let me go!"

"Uncle Lin, you are no longer my father's husband, there is nothing wrong with my admiration for my uncle."

"Your uncle!" Lin Zhen, who was rarely rude, had sparks in his head, remembering all he said just now, it was going to explode his lungs.

He desperately pushed Gu Lin's shoulder, his legs fluttered to get off his lap.

What the hell kind of posture is this, he actually sits on Gu Lin's lap!

Suddenly, Lin Zhen's lips trembled, and he looked at Gu Lin in disbelief: "You...you..."

Gu Lin looked at him: "Uncle Lin, I feel bad."

If you feel bad, I will feel bad, okay?

It was the first time that Lin Zhen felt this crazy. He felt that his decision to say these words to Gu Lin tonight seemed to be wrong. He seemed to have personally removed the curse on the kid's forehead.

Lin Zhen froze and didn't move, his teeth were almost gnawed.

After Gu Lin released a little bit of force, he jumped out like a spring on his feet, and closed the door with a "bang".

Gu Lin sat on the stool, sat for a while before standing up, took out the pre-heated food from the pot where the water was almost dry, and put it on the stove.

Suddenly, Gu Lin looked at the door on the left. The door that was originally tightly closed was pushed open a crack. Lin Xiaoyao stood behind the crack and looked at him. She didn't know how long she stood there.