I'm the villain's mother.

The old woman beckoned: "Come on."

Mu Wanwan turned towards the sun and walked into the soft time.

"Come on, here's a chicken leg."

Mu Wanwan nodded: "Grandma, there are too many, I can't eat."

The old woman smiled: "Young people just want to eat more." After speaking, she looked at the old man. "He wants to eat, but I won't give it."

The old man hummed lightly, did not speak, and buried himself in the meal.

"Old Cheng, when I just came back, I saw a gap in the fence outside, you can go and have a look after dinner later."

After the old woman finished speaking, the old man raised his head and said in a confident voice, "Okay."

After the meal, Mu Wanwan wisely put away the dishes on the table.

"Give it to me, I'll wash it."

Mu Wanwan took the bowl and walked around the old woman's hand.

"No mother-in-law, I should be here."

The old woman smiled, waved her hand and let her go.

Mu Wanwan was washing the dishes while listening to the conversation between the two outside.

"Oh! It's just under the table in the room. Take a good look."

"Is it this one?"

"No! Forget it, just sit there, I'll get it myself."

When Mu Wanwan came out after washing, she saw the old woman sitting under the eaves, looking at the old man who was chopping bamboo sticks in the courtyard.

Seeing Mu Wanwan coming out, the old woman smiled and waved to her.

Mu Wanwan walked up and saw that the old woman's dustpan was filled with ginkgo leaves picked up earlier.

"Grandma, this leaf?"

The old woman smiled: "Look."

Mu Wanwan took a low stool and sat beside the old woman.

I saw her fingers nimbly entangle the ginkgo leaves with colored threads, and yellow flowers bloomed slowly in her hands, and even butterflies emerged.

"Don't look at our old man now. When he was young, he was a dandy who could fascinate girls all over the city. I still remember the clothes he wore when I first saw him. He was dressed in red. He was so bold. At that time, I I was taken from the old house to the city by my family, and was arranged by my fiancé, so I almost became my sister-in-law. Thanks to him, he didn't dislike my background being lower than his, so he married me."

Mu Wanwan could see the happy smile on the old woman's face, she didn't even want to speak, as if she would break the warmth if she spoke.

"When we first got married, he didn't like me, and I seldom talked to him because of my cold temper. But then for some reason, he started talking to me. Not only did he talk to me, but he also took me around the city. When I think of those days now, I still feel good. After all, when I was young, I didn’t have a good life, so I was very indifferent to many feelings. I didn’t even know what love was, but later he taught me everything. Thinking about it now, I didn't give him my whole heart from the very beginning, and even later I only vaguely felt a little liking for him, but this was already extremely difficult for me. People like me can be kind to others. A little liking is enough to give all my love. But I haven't told him about this."

Mu Wanwan listened intently, and the old woman's hands kept moving, and now it was finally almost finished.

"But later, his father died, and his mother also left in grief. Only our elder brother and we were left in the big family. He seemed to have grown up overnight, and those sharp edges that had never been shown before were fully bloomed. There is no general in the court. If it was available, he invited Ying to go into battle. When he returned, he wanted to withdraw from the court, but he saw that the mountains and rivers were initially settled and the wind and rain were precarious, so he stayed. This stay lasted for 30 years, and he retired to the mountains when he was old enough."

After the story was told, the work in hand stopped.

The bouquet was ready, and the old woman smiled: "It is said that the leaves of the old moon tree can bless the loving person for a long time. I will make flowers for him. I hope he will be tied up by me in the next life. This life is too short and not enough."

Mu Wanwan looked at the bouquet of leaves that seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light, and slowly got up.

"Ah Weng, let me come, mother-in-law has something for you." The old man looked at Mu Wanwan suspiciously, but when he heard that the old woman had something for him, he slowly rested from his work.

Tremblingly, he handed the knife in his hand to Mu Wanwan, and then said rather awkwardly: "Don't hurt, this bamboo will hurt your hand very much."

Mu Wanwan shook the knife in her hand: "It's okay, I'll take care of it, Aunt, go find your mother-in-law."

After the old man left, Mu Wanwan continued to split the bamboo sticks.

After the chopping was finished, she walked towards the gap with the bamboo stick in her arms.

Seeing the gap getting smaller and smaller, Mu Wanwan showed a satisfied smile.

"Oh, the lady's work is much more delicate than this old man's." As she spoke, the old woman handed over the rough porcelain bowl in her hand. "Thank you for your hard work. Drink some water. You were originally here as a guest, but now you have become a hard worker."

Mu Wanwan finished drinking the water in the bowl and smiled: "Why, I'm afraid that I haven't done handwork for many years, as long as you don't dislike it."

The old woman smiled and said softly: "Go and see your husband, let the old man come here."

Mu Wanwan nodded.

She passed by the courtyard, looking at the roosters strolling leisurely in the fence, and the hens napping in the coop, she couldn't help but feel kind.

The dog beside the fence also found a warm place and nodded its head, Mu Wanwan didn't want to move even if he went to tease it.

Mu Wanwan walked all the way to the door with a smile, pushed the door in, looked at Feng Yuan's pale face, and locked the door behind her.

"Have you had enough sleep? I heard from my mother-in-law that the day after tomorrow is the Moon Festival. Get up quickly and go take a look with me."

"I teased that big yellow dog when I was passing by, but it ignored me, it's too much."

"Did you know? Your face is as white as the big goose in your mother-in-law's house. No, the big goose can be darker than you."

"When will you wake up? After all, it's just the two of us. Are you going to sleep like this forever?"

Feng Yuan still didn't wake up, Mu Wanwan stretched out her hand to remove the fabric on his wrist, the place where the red light was originally bright has faded.

"Okay, I won't say anything about you, I know you are also suffering, very painful, I will wait for you. Mother-in-law and the others can wait for 30 years, what are you doing these days?"

"Speaking of which, when my mother-in-law talked about her, I felt like she was talking about me. So I like you so much already."

Mu Wanwan put her warm face on Feng Yuan's hand. Feng Yuan's palm was very cold, and there were still calluses left over from the sword practice on her hand. Mu Wanwan could feel the roughness under her face. Hard feeling.Maybe it was because her face was pressed for too long, she could even feel the blood in her cheeks beating slightly——

Together with Feng Yuan's blood.

During lunch, Mu Wanwan fell asleep and did not wake up.

When the moon rose in the sky, Mu Wanwan didn't wake up.

When the stars in the morning gradually faded, Mu Wanwan woke up.

Pushing open the door, feeling the slightly cold wind, a lamp has already been lit in the kitchen.

She tiptoed over.

"Grandma, do you need my help?"