You Were Born Before I Was Born

Chapter 6

"You...... "Why are you so polite?"

Wen Ying couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard this. His face was red with anger.

"Alright," Anfey said. "That's right."

The third son of Mo's family saw that she was a little dissatisfied, she immediately made a promise. It was his mouth that could not speak. Who told him that he usually didn' t even say anything, let alone say something nice......

As he was worried, he heard Wen Ying lowering his head. He didn' t have the slightest intention of anger any longer. Instead, he whispered:

"I' ll make your clothes in two days."

"You know how to make clothes?"

He couldn' t help but be surprised, his eyes filled with joy.

No matter what, as a girl, female celebrities always had to learn. Wen Ying lowered her eyes as the puppy under her feet bit the corner of her skirt with all her might. She didn' t know what she was trying to do, but she was holding a the third son of Mo's family winter garment in her hand. It was dark and blue, old, but clean.

"You know a little. You' ve done a bad job. Just don' t mind."

"Of course not."

It was too late to be happy, so how could he dislike it? Now, he only felt that...

Little Man was a treasure.

It was just like her name, a perfect treasure.

After washing the bowl, Wen Ying took advantage of the fact that the sun hadn' t set yet and wanted to hurry out of the kennel. As for the third son of Mo's family, he was using a few logs to build a simple shed. Both of them were serving the puppy that was happily eating grass on the ground. It was unknown if he would be able to was such an honored dog when he grew up.

Seeing that both of them had reached the final stage of the construction period, the third son of Mo's family looked at the puppy who had jumped to his side and was biting his shoes, and suddenly asked:

"Have you thought of a name for it?"

###Chapter8

The needle in Wen Ying hand stopped. Such an important question...... She had actually forgotten about it.

He glanced at really as if he had suddenly discovered something good. His eyes shone as he ran to the side of the vegetable garden. He grimaced as he tried to pass his chubby body through body through the narrow gap to puppy Bai Cai with all his might. Wen Ying smiled and continued to do the work in his hands.

"It's called Hua Hua. What do you think?"

His body was covered in black and white patterns. It was called Flower Flower, and it was absolutely fitting.

"It's up to you."

The third son of Mo's family finally knocked on the wood a few times. A simple dog shed rose from the ground, and the work in Wen Ying hand was almost done. After breaking the thread, a thick and warm cushion appeared in her hand.

She held the mat and placed it under the wooden shed. It was a good size, and it wasn' t too big or too small. She immediately wanted to summon Hua Hua to try her new home.

"Hua Hua, come over, Hua ……"

The little thing naturally did not understand his new name. However, when he heard Wen Ying calling it, he ran over eagerly. His four short legs were about to fly.

If it wasn' t for Wen Ying hurriedly stopping it, it would have crashed into its new home.

"In the future, this will be your home. Do you like it?" Seeing Hua Hua rolling around on the cushion, he couldn' t help but squint his eyes with a smile." Do you like it? Then you have to take good care of our home in the future."

The sun sank down on the mountain. Fortunately, it could be completed before sunset. Otherwise, Hua Hua would be in a cold tonight. Wen Ying squatted in front of Hua Hua, who was so happy that he was kicking his legs, and then he couldn' t feel a green figure suddenly fall, and then his body became warm.

When he turned his head, he was facing a pair of dark and bright eyes. the third son of Mo's family was bending behind her, both of his hands still carrying clothes for her.

"It's getting cold. Let's go back to our room."

As soon as he finished speaking, he wrapped his hand around Wen Ying arm and helped up his wife, who was watching him emerge from his stupor. the third son of Mo's family smiled quietly. It was a rare tender feeling, and then he brought his beloved little wife back to his house.

Behind him was a beautiful moonlight that enveloped this small room in a corner of the Biancheng. It was like a dream, the warmest pure land in the world.

After returning to the room, Wen Ying took off the hairpin ring and took off his outer coat before sitting in front of the candle.

Her dowry was not the same as that of the other family's women. The other family's clothes were all thin and soft. If they were more handy, they would put more needle and thread patterns. However, apart from these ordinary things, her dowry contained a whole box full of books.

Although they all said that a woman without talent was virtuous, their grandfather was clearly a different person. He had taught her many books since he was young, and he seemed to be raising her as a man. He was bent on nurturing her into a talented woman.

But now that she was married to a commoner's wife, these books probably wouldn' t be of much use. At most, they would only save her time in the future.

However, the habit of reading books could not be changed any longer. It was only by reading a few pages a day that one felt comfortable.

The third son of Mo's family went out for an unknown reason. When he returned, he saw Wen Ying reading a book with all his heart and soul. He couldn' t help but ask curiously," What book are you reading?"

Wen Ying hurriedly put away the book in his hand and wanted to hide behind him, but he felt that it was too late.

Most of the men did not like their wives to study. Even if they could read, they only needed to know a few numbers and food names. How could anyone like their wives to study? They were afraid that their wives would abandon their husbands after learning.

It was as if he had been caught on the spot for something bad. Wen Ying, he was truly a little afraid this time around. After all, the matter of a woman reading a book was difficult to accept for anyone who was a husband.

"Never read...... "I' ll only follow my grandfather over a few pages, and I' ll recognize a few words."

Originally, he had wanted to go over with a careless look, but the third son of Mo's family was actually a sharp-eyed one. At some point, he saw the book that she had hidden behind him. With a smile, he said:

"Is it the Book of Songs? This was a good book. Zi said,' Shi 300. In a word, it is said to be pure and innocent.' "What are you hiding?"

When he entered the door, he saw that she was reading a book. He had stood there for so long, yet he hadn' t noticed it. He originally wanted to tease her, but he saw that she immediately hid it. Was he really this terrifying?

Wen Ying paused for a moment. At first, he couldn' t believe it. the third son of Mo's family looked like a village official, yet he actually spoke the Analects of Confucius. Could it be that he had also read a book? The second was surprise. When he saw that he was reading, he didn' t even have the slightest bit of anger. Instead...... Still encouraging her to watch?

Taking out the Book of Songs, he asked carefully in disbelief," Are you really not angry?"

The person in front of him had dark eyes and was completely honest. He even looked at the Book of Songs in her hand with some joy." Xiao Man, do you have any other books? Can you lend them to me?"

From the looks of it, he was still very happy.

Or was it just to trick her into handing over the book?

Wen Ying couldn' t help but tighten the' Book of Songs' in his hand. After hesitating for a long time, he finally understood this principle. If he really wanted to confiscate it and deal with it, then what if he didn' t give it? It was better to hand it over as soon as possible to avoid damaging the couple's relationship.

Not to mention the third son of Mo's family expression did not seem to be filled. Thus, he reached out and pointed at the small box on the big box that was facing him. He said frankly," It's all over there. Thirteen scriptures, the Hundred Schools of Thought ……"

Before she could finish speaking, the third son of Mo's family hurried to the front of the small box.

Wen Ying couldn' t help but tremble.

Seeing that he seemed to be about to open the box for inspection, he only placed his hand on the lid of the box and gently stroked it, his face full of undisguised treasure and affection.

He turned around and looked at her excitedly," Alright, alright ……"

He was so happy that he couldn' t even speak.

Wen Ying finally let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that the third son of Mo's family would definitely not destroy his own book. Moreover, judging from his appearance, he seemed to be a book lover.

In truth, he could tell that he had an innate talent. However, which ordinary person would have the money to read so many books? It was said that he had come to the Biancheng more than ten years ago. Could it be that he was the same as his own? He was in the middle of a family's path. However, his family's Dao had fallen even more thoroughly?

The third son of Mo's family body seemed to have many mysteries. She couldn' t see through them, but she didn' t care much. Anyway, in the future...... They still had a long time.

In short, this matter of reading could come to an end first. This was also good. In the future, he would be able to read in front of him with great dignity. There was no need to hide it, or else it would be tiring enough.

After he calmed down, he slowly smelled a familiar scent of medicine in the air. He recalled the incident that the third son of Mo's family had left with him after returning to his room. He subconsciously looked at the table he had just stopped on......

It was indeed a bowl of familiar medicine.

He had been cooking after dinner, but after reading a book, he forgot to take it. Unexpectedly, he remembered it. Never would he have thought that he had only drank a few times in front of him, and he had already memorized the time when he drank the medicine.

###Chapter9

Actually, she had drunk this medicine since she was seven years old. After drinking it for an entire eight years, she didn' t feel that it had any effect. Back then, her grandfather had said that he had given Fang Zi for the sake of recuperating her body, but she had never felt any discomfort. However, she had always listened to his grandfather's words the most. In any case, she had been drinking it for eight years without stopping. So far, she still had not figured out what kind of medicine this was.