Zhu Yilong--A Warm Smoke

Walking to the end of the street, a thin layer of snow had fallen. Song Nuan and Zhu Yilong were holding hands, and they had no intention of going home. There were continuous woods and gardens by the river. They found a gazebo and sat in to enjoy the snow.

After the snow fell, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, the wind was blowing, the holly was covered with a layer of white, and the dead branches and leaves were also somewhat artistic.

"Is it cold?" Zhu Yilong was afraid that Song Nuan would catch a cold, so he put her hands in his pockets.

"It's not cold." Song Nuan leaned on Zhu Yilong's shoulder, "When it snows heavily, let's have a snowball fight, shall we?"

"Not good." Zhu Yilong directly refused.

"You are really stepping into old age ahead of schedule, then I'll go find Song Ruoxi, and you can ask Song Yang to accompany you to go fishing in the river."

"Hehe." Zhu Yilong didn't refute.

Song Nuan nestled in Zhu Yilong's arms, quietly watching the snow, busy with work, entangled in trivial matters, and children. She hadn't been alone with Zhu Yilong for a long time, neither of them spoke, just sitting like that.

After a long time, Zhu Yilong suddenly said in a low voice, "Nuan, I love you."

Song Nuan was startled, "What kind of love story is this?"

Zhu Yilong turned his head, he was in love with the situation, and even he was surprised when he blurted out, a little embarrassed, "Well, the snow is beautiful."

Song Nuan hung her hands around Zhu Yilong's neck, "I love you, husband." She leaned forward and kissed Zhu Yilong's cold lips.

Whether it was in a public place, Zhu Yilong felt a little uncomfortable, and gently pushed Song Nuan away, "I have something to say."

Song Nuan laughed, "It's too cold, let's go back."

"Huh? Don't look at the snow anymore."

Song Nuan shivered, the snow was blowing into her bosom, and she was by the river again. She really didn't have the feeling of being brave and pursuing romance when she was young, "Go, I'm freezing to death."

Song Nuan is short of anger and blood, and his hands and feet are cold in winter, but Zhu Yilong thinks it's okay. After eight years of marriage, his body is getting better and better by Song Nuan. Take it off for her.

"Don't be stupid." Song Nuan hurriedly zipped Zhu Yilong up. In this weather, taking off his down jacket and walking back, he must have a cold and a fever.

"I'm not cold." Zhu Yilong was really not cold.

Song Nuan pulled Zhu Yilong out of the gazebo, "Since it's not cold, I want a fiery kiss."

Zhu Yilong chuckled, then bent down, hugged Song Nuan, and kissed her lips. Song Nuan felt dizzy, Zhu Yilong's breath was as clear as ice in the wind and snow, piercing into her nose and heart, her whole body trembled, and then It's like a fire, and the heart is beating wildly.She didn't understand why Zhu Yilong could always give her the initial throbbing after the two had been together for so many years.

"Ah, there is someone kissing." Two children, about seven or eight years old, walked by the side of the road, holding hands to watch the excitement.

Song Nuan groaned, and immediately hid behind Zhu Yilong. Zhu Yilong was stunned for a while. He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, trying to wait for the children to go away, but the two children obviously found it interesting, so they stood still.

Song Nuan poked her head out from behind Zhu Yilong, took a look and laughed, "You two, why are you here?"

These two children obviously knew Song Nuan, and when they saw her, they waved at her repeatedly.

Song Nuan turned to Zhu Yilong, "Well, call someone."

"what?"

Song Nuan pointed to the two children, "One is my sister-in-law, the other is my aunt, you have to call me after me."

Zhu Yilong blushed, he suddenly regretted going back to his hometown with Song Nuan, it was one thing to think about it, but it was another thing to yell in front of his face.

In the evening, we had dinner at Grandpa Song Nuan's house. By the way, we discussed matters such as last year's grave. Zhu Yilong was very popular with the old man. Grandpa Song made an exception to allow him to go to the grave. I saw it, and without asking any further questions, I was honored to agree to Grandpa Song.

Since Song Mama knew that Song Nuan was coming back, she went to clean the house again. It was Song Yang's wedding room, a total of 120 square meters, three bedrooms and one living room, which was enough for a temporary stay.Zhu Yan and Song Ruoxiao were inseparable, they slept together, so there were only Song Nuan and Zhu Yilong in the house, Song Nuan was tired all day, and fell asleep on the bed.

When she woke up in the morning, Song Nuan smelled the smell of snow. She squinted her eyes and looked at the window. There was white light shining through the curtains.

Zhu Yilong had already woken up and was sitting on the bedside reading a book. When he saw Song Nuan waking up, he got up and opened the curtains to breathe, and handed her the hot tea on the dressing table.

The house has been unoccupied for a long time, so there is no heating, and the air conditioner was blown all night. Song Nuan's throat was dry and sore. Lie back under the covers.

Zhu Yilong smiled, leaned down and told Song Nuan to get up.

"I need to sleep again, don't disturb me." Song Nuan was extremely sleepy, she hadn't slept in for a long time.

"No way, sleep well tomorrow, I have to go to the grave today." Zhu Yilong was doing as the Romans did.

"I'm not going." Song Nuan yawned.

"What if we don't go?" Zhu Yilong lifted the quilt, hugged Song Nuan, and prepared to dress her.

"Cold." Song Nuan hugged her pajamas tightly, "Rogue, don't take off my clothes."

Zhu Yilong put down his clothes, "Then you wear them yourself."

Song Nuan took the opportunity to grab the quilt, wrapped it around her body, and rolled around on the bed, pressing the corners tightly, Zhu Yilong laughed, "Why did you wrap yourself up like a silkworm chrysalis?"

"I know you are strong, so I repeat, don't lift my cup."

"Why are you still acting like a child, so disobedient." Zhu Yilong was helpless, Song Nuan usually took care of the overall situation, was considerate, and rarely messed around like this.

Song Nuan yawned again, "Go and change your clothes, then go to your mother's place to have breakfast, and wait for Song Yang, it's not that I won't go, I'm not qualified to go."

Zhu Yilong hummed, "What do you mean you are not qualified to go?"

Song Nuan was unhappy, "I'm a woman, and I'm still married, even if I die, I won't be buried there."

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhu Yilong quickly covered Song Nuan's mouth, he was very jealous that Song Nuan said that about himself.

Song Nuan took the opportunity to bite the back of Zhu Yilong's hand, and glared at him fiercely. Zhu Yilong rarely pulled back his hand, but instead asked, "One more bite?"

"Bah, I'm not hungry." Song Nuan pushed Zhu Yilong's hand away.

Zhu Yilong sat down in front of the bed, hugged Song Nuan with the cup on his lap, "Nuan, unhappy?"

Song Nuan stretched out her hand from under the quilt, looked at the back of Zhu Yilong's hand, made sure that the bite was not heavy, and then said, "No, I've gotten used to it a long time ago."

"Then what I bought on the street yesterday, is it related to this?" Zhu Yilong's ability to connect the context is not bad.

Song Nuan changed her posture, and she lay on Zhu Yilong's lap, "Don't worry, when I was admitted to university and went to Xifen, I was not eligible to attend. The food is for New Year's sacrifices, because it respects heaven, and we can't let it go first. Boom, sometimes when we serve dumplings at home, my mother will take out one and put it on the ground to worship the sky, it’s a custom.”

Zhu Yilong helped Song Nuan smooth the hair that was scattered on the bed, "You are quite young when you say that. I thought you were unhappy yesterday."

Song Nuan hummed, "One year during Chinese New Year, my father brought out dumplings and asked Song Yang for help, but Song Yang didn't move, so I wanted to serve it, which scared my father, and immediately raised his voice, saying that I was not allowed to touch it, then I couldn't hold it back for a while, and cried once. I'm actually fine, and my parents are not partial, or they just can't change their old thoughts."

"Mom and Dad are biased, but I think it's all about you." Zhu Yilong joked about Song Nuan. He heard Song's mother tell the story of Song Nuan's childhood, which showed that Song Yang was younger, but Song's father gave her hot milk first. She served rice, and Song Yang cried angrily.

"Hey, did you know that I once ate candy my dad bought secretly." Song Nuan suddenly remembered a feat.

Zhu Yilong was stunned, "Is it the candy that father said not to touch?"

Song Nuan nodded, "When I was young, I was very unconvinced in my heart. It was impossible to challenge. Now I probably can't do such a thing. People still have faith and awe."

"Isn't your belief in me?" Zhu Yilong was afraid that Song Nuan would be brooding over the past, so he made some jokes on purpose.

"Fuck you. But this matter must not be told to anyone, it is too big." Song Nuan told Zhu Yilong, this is the secret in her heart, and she only told Zhu Yilong so far.

Zhu Yilong thought about it, "Then do I have something to do with you?"

"..."

Zhu Yilong went to the grave with Grandpa Song and the others, and then went to the restaurant for lunch. In the afternoon, Song Yang was going to butcher a pig, so he took Song Ruoxiao and Zhu Yan along with great interest.When Song Nuan was free, she took Mother Song, Chen Yuyan, and Song Ruoxi to go shopping and buy clothes.

At night, Zhu Yan still didn't want to follow his parents, so Song Nuan and Zhu Yilong went back to their little nest a little lonely.In a snowy day, the road was slippery, and Song Nuan inevitably fell again, but fortunately, she grabbed onto Zhu Yilong's arm, so she didn't fall too badly.

"How old are you, and you don't know how to look at your feet when you walk?" Zhu Yilong scolded Song Nuan.

Song Nuan was not convinced, "Shouldn't you look ahead when you walk? Wait a few more years, I'm in my seventies and eighties, and I fell even worse."

"Heh." Zhu Yilong stopped talking, logically he can seldom beat Song Nuan.

Song Nuan lay on the bed after taking a shower and swiped her phone. Zhu Yilong dragged her away after a few minutes, "Do you want your eyes and cervical spine?" Song Nuan often taught Zhu Yilong a lesson.

Song Nuan sat up, "You are good at it, start to trouble me."

"No." Zhu Yilong put away Song Nuan's phone and sat down opposite her, "I want to chat with you."

"How many dollars are you talking about? Pay first." Song Nuan stretched out her hand. She had been shopping for a whole day and was not very energetic.

"Nuan, so your family is so rich." This was Zhu Yilong's opening remarks.

"Uh, are you asleep or not awake?" Song Nuan suspected that what Zhu Yilong said was ironic.

Zhu Yilong stretched out his hand, "Let me count for you, Song Yang has more than 1000 pigs."

Song Nuan smiled, "You want to count from one to one thousand?"

"No, don't interrupt, there's more, my parents live in one house, Song Yang and the others live in one house, and the one we live in now." Zhu Yilong lived in Song Nuan's house for two days before he found out about them. Life is very luxurious, and every meal is much better than what I eat at home.

Song Nuan was in a lack of interest, "You missed it. The place where Song Yang was engaged in breeding was bought out. There are two pieces in total. The one you saw today is the smaller one, and the building where my grandparents live is also ours. Our current suite is still in my name."

"Wow, Song Yang has land! You also have shares?"

Song Nuan nodded, "Yes, but it's worthless to build a building. Why are you so excited. Although this house has my name on it, it still belongs to Song Yang. He is the boy of the family, and everything belongs to him." Father Song compared With a brain, he signed late when the house was demolished, earned an extra house, and bought two more. Although he didn't have a title certificate, he was still a landlord.

Zhu Yilong chuckled, "I just want to sigh, we won't fight with him."