Chapter 112: Look for him in the public thousands of Baidus (Part 2) (1)

One day, Aunt Huang came back from the town and brought back many silk summer clothes. The fabrics were all high-quality, bright colors, and there were small embroidery patterns on them. Such clothes can be considered exquisite among the folks, and seeing Aunt Huang's cautious appearance, it should also be of great value.
"Aunty, what are these?" I walked to the courtyard to welcome her, and after spending so much time with her, I only called her "aunt".
"This is the summer clothes of Old Master Li's family in town. Now that the summer has passed, let us wash them and use them again next year. I have never seen these clothes before." Aunt Huang praised. While passing the clothes in his hand to me.
"Look, the women of a rich family don't wear the same clothes. You touch the material, how slippery and soft, and how soft and close you wear it. Rich people will enjoy it after all." Huang Aunty Talking and laughing: "The clothes don't look like they are for work."
I glanced at the dress, smiled and nodded, and followed her into the room.
"The cost of washing these clothes is higher than normal." Aunt Huang said with pride: "Last year I washed the clothes at Master Li's house. Because I did a good job, this year's good clothes were given to me."
She touched the dress again, looked at me, and suddenly smiled: "If you want me to say, Xie Niang, you must be very beautiful."
I took a look at my clothes made of dark blue dye, and smiled slightly, "I don't dare to wear such clothes."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Auntie, I will wash these pieces tomorrow morning. It's better to wash them in early morning."
"You're not going, I'll go. You have to be careful." Aunt Huang lovingly folded the clothes carefully, and went to cook with me.
The next day it was dark, so Aunt Huang took these clothes and went to the river. The water in the morning was the brightest. Washing clothes with this kind of water was the best. I watched her disappear into the field, went back to the house by myself, and sat in front of the door after packing up the house, mending a piece of clothing. It was an ordinary outer garment made of linen, light gray in color, and white cotton thread in my hand. As soon as he raised his hand, lowered his head, and came down several times, the clothes were repaired.
I looked at the sky and felt some unbearable coolness, and autumn was about to pass.
I thought about it. In the winter, I will give Aunt Huang and her children a cotton coat each, and do my best to be grateful. This will have to find a day to visit the town.
The wind blew, and the sound of "suosuo" was followed by yellow leaves flying all over the sky, making the viewer feel sad and desolate. I pulled the clothes on my body and was about to go into the room when I saw Aunt Huang's figure coming from a distance. But she kept her head down, as if something serious had happened.
"What should I do, Xie Niang, this clothes is my..." Aunt Huang said when she saw me from a distance, her face was worried and scared, and there were water stains on her body.
"Auntie, what's the matter?" I looked at her, Qiu Feng blew her gray hair messy, and I quickly put the coat I just patched on her.
"Xie Niang, what should I do? I broke my clothes." Aunt Huang said as she walked into the room and sat down on a stool.
I took the long apricot dress from her. It was made of silk. There were only simple cloud embroidery on the cuffs and collar of the skirt. But at this time, there was a long slit on the skirt. I wanted to wash it. When he was injured by a sharp weapon.
Aunt Huang sat there desperately, sighing: "What can I do? This dress is not cheap at first glance. How can I afford it?" She cried as she said, her aging face even more haggard.
I looked at the color of the dress, and some of the past events drifted through my mind, and I moved in front of her.
"Auntie, don't be sad, I'll find a way." My voice was sincere and firm. Aunt Huang looked up at me, the tears on her face still not wiped away.
She grabbed my hand and said, "Xie Niang, do you really have a way?"
I nodded: "Yes, but I'm going to the market."
I thought for a while and asked: "Auntie, when do you want to return this dress to Grandpa Li's house?" Aunt Huang wiped away tears: "Just return it within three days."
I smiled slightly, in three days, it was time.
I have a light apricot-colored Xinglin Chunyan silk summer dress robe in the palace with bright colors and exquisite embroidery. I used to wear it while sitting on the bank of the West Lake and playing the floating lantern. At that time, there was also a watery blue figure not far away, holding a white jade flute and gently making peace. The mellow and lingering tunes flow and float on the surface of the water, making it more light and agile.
At that time, my brows and eyes were filled with happiness and relaxation, and inside my heart was the joy and sigh of finding a confidant. The occasional eye meeting is also accompanied by a tender smile.
I also wore it to cover a long, thin, moon-white cloak, and traveled with the emperor in the beautiful purple mountain house. The hem of the long skirt was once hooked by the luxuriant branches and leaves of the chrysanthemum, seeming to keep the footsteps of the spectators. Under the gorgeous autumn light, he bent over to loosen the skirt entangled with the flowers and branches for me, with a bright smile, put down the identity of the king and looked at me.
The endless golden brilliance, the clear and clear sky blue and white clouds, the majestic king with majestic hair, the graceful beauty of the country, the picture must be worthy of the painter's pen to leave an eternal memory.
I remember that there was a breeze, blowing the ribbons between the skirts and robes flying, intertwined in the air. It seems like hands, we must hold each other tightly and never separate.
Those memories appear in my mind like beautiful scrolls. That was my best time in that cage. There was a cold liquid slipping off the corner of my eyes. I didn't wipe it with my hand, but let the wind blow away the cold, leaving only the dryness on the cheeks, with a firm feeling, just like when I tightened my heart.
There are farmland on both sides, and the autumn is about to end, and the crops in the field are all harvested. I walked hurriedly between the Gansu and went to the village to find the carriage to the town. I want to buy some silk thread. Although the color of Aunt Huang's silk thread is the same, it is not the best. To mend such a satin dress, it is necessary to mend it well, and the silk thread cannot be sloppy.
I think, according to the style of the dress gown in my memory, embroidering flowers and branches on the cracks should be able to cover the past. Moreover, even if there is no memory, such an exquisite gown would be loved by any woman.
The town is not big, but I have searched for several shops before I have all the silk threads I need, and I bought some cakes and brought them back to Aunt Huang. In addition, I bought five silver rat gowns in the clothing store, which I plan to give to Aunt Huang and her sons and daughters are used to resist the severe cold of the coming winter.
I also stopped by to find out if there was any movement in the court during this period of time, and if there were any rumors among the people. I just want to know how Shen Xiyao faced my disappearance, worried about whether he did anything, or whether my family did anything else.
But everything is calm, there is nothing, it is still peaceful and prosperous.
One more good news.
It is said that the invasion in the southwest has been put down, thanks to the second brother. It only takes another month to garrison and triumph. My heart is let go, and I am happy for my second brother. In this way, he can marry the princess and add glory to the Ling family.
I returned to Huangjia Village when the sun went down, and the village was peaceful. Every family smokes from cooking, there are children's laughter, the sound of dogs barking, and the sound of wind blowing. There was a pure smile on my face, and my feet rose lightly. From a distance, Aunt Huang's house was right in front of my eyes.
The door was lightly closed, and it was as quiet as no one inside. It is logical that Aunt Huang should be cooking dinner at this time, and I am a little confused. But it is expected that Aunt Huang Xu went to the house of the son next to him, or to the house of an aunt in the same village.
As soon as she reached the door, she suddenly heard Aunt Huang's voice from behind her: "Xie Niang, you can count back." There was a smile on her face, but joy and excitement in her eyes.
I became more confused and looked at her puzzled.
"Aunty, did you go to our brother's house?" I saw a live chicken and a fish in her hand, and smiled and asked, "But the sister is going back to her family's house today?"
Aunt Huang smiled mysteriously, looked at the concealed door, and said to me inwardly, "Don't hurry in and see who is here?"
Her voice was almost excited, and her eyes flashed with joy. However, the light scared me. Anyone who knows me, I am afraid to meet.
I couldn't help taking a step back, and the shadow from behind the open door made me uneasy. My heart fell like a thousand pounds, and I was terrified.
"Xie Niang, what's the matter with you? Go in now." Aunt Huang gave me a light push, full of smiles.
I stood in front of the door and hesitated, but dared not to push open the firewood door.
"Auntie..." I looked back at Aunt Huang, and asked in a disturbed voice: "Who is it?"
That my husband described to Aunt Huang in my mouth, his nose was as straight as the spine of a mountain, and his eyes were as deep as water. His eyebrows are that kind of sword eyebrows, showing heroism. And his mouth, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing mighty. The teeth are white and neat, with a light color. And the way he laughed was like the brightest ray of sunshine in spring. He has read books, so he is gentle, but he also has a good skill to keep his family safe. In his daily life, he does farm work and I do embroidery work. Life is happy and sweet.
I still clearly remember the expression of Aunt Huang's compliment at the time. She looked at me with a caring and kind smile and said: "Xie Niang is so beautiful, your husband is naturally not bad."
But who knows how the man in my mouth, or the person in this world, is one-ten-thousandth of Shen Xiyao or Shen Xihe.
At this moment, I faced Aunt Huang with a slightly excited smile, and for a while, I felt a little dazed. Looking at the door again, it looked like a huge mouth, full of danger.
Aunt Huang seemed to be frightened by my look. I saw her stepping forward with a slightly awkward smile, "Xie Niang, go in and have a look. It's your husband."
Husband!
Hearing these two words, I shuddered abruptly, and Shen Xiyao's figure appeared first in my mind, and I couldn't help being startled in a cold sweat. Looking around, there was no one.
It stands to reason that whether he travels as an emperor or in a micro server, he will definitely bring one or two guards, not to mention the shadow guards who secretly guard. But right now, the surrounding area is empty and quiet, not like someone else.
I looked at Aunt Huang in confusion, she was still smiling, and she took a step forward and pushed open the door with her hand.
I looked into the door, and a figure appeared in my eyes.
He in front of me is slightly different from what I have seen at any time. Even though his eyes were full of tiredness and sleepiness, his expression still gleamed. His figure is still stalwart, his expression is broad, handsome and vigorous, and his bearing is strong. At this time, he and Shen Xiyao are indistinguishable from each other, but they are completely different.
I looked at him sluggishly, without moving under my feet.
Aunt Huang looked at me with a surprised look, and suddenly I felt an unquenchable impulse in my heart, my throat was tight, and there was a slight tremor. I wanted to shout loudly, but when everything came to my lips, it turned into a helpless smile.
"He..." I only uttered this word, and I don't know how to continue.