There are many unspeakable secrets hidden in Mangye's heart. The biggest one is not the ability to communicate with plants, nor is it the resurrection of the original body after death, but the husband who has never married and has not died of illness. Even Huan'er is not her biological child, she is still in a perfect body.

On the way to escape, the 100 dead soldiers who were guarding them all fought to death and were forced into a desperate situation. She had to create an accident and then took Huan'er to fake death and escaped the killing robbery.

Afterwards, he was worried that the person behind the scenes would not give up and suspected that the mother and son were not dead. He sent someone to track down the mother and son. Sang Ye had to take Huan'er and continue to go south, and along the way he was commensurate with Huaner and his son who had lost their memory after they were seriously ill.

Since then, the past has dissipated like smoke. Her identity is a widow whose husband has died. She was driven away by her ruthless in-laws' house together with her seriously ill child. In the end, she had to travel thousands of miles to her parents' house.

This fabricated experience cannot withstand any scrutiny. Once someone suspects that it can be found out with a little check, Mang Ye naturally thought of this.

As long as she took Huan'er to live in a small place in Lijia Village or even Yunlai County in a low-key manner, no one would notice them, and naturally it would be impossible to spend time tracing the past of an inconspicuous widow.

Besides, with the golden finger of communication plant, even if someone really finds her head, she can prepare in advance, at least not implicate her family.

However, who would have thought that she would meet Zheng Lin, a man who made her taste the first time she tasted her heart. Even at the beginning, she hinted that she should not fall into it, and she thought she had deceived her and strangled her newly erupted feelings to death in the bud. It was not until she was shocked that the bud had already grown into a seedling.

But this time if she obeys her heart and enters a marriage contract with the man she likes, she cannot explain why she has given birth to a child and is innocent, and she struggles to hide the reason why she is not married. If she cannot find the most perfect convincing reason, the biggest secret buried in her heart is at risk of being completely exposed.

Unless, she just married him and had a platonic relationship, but is that possible?

It was precisely because of all kinds of concerns that she resisted getting married so much, and tried her best to suppress her heart and refused to admit she was attracted to him. Now she could not do it if she continued to disguise herself as if nothing had happened.

Do you regret being commensurate with Huan'er and his son? No, she doesn't regret it!

She could think of the safest way to escape the pursuit of Huan'er with her. No one would suspect that she was brave enough to pretend to be her master's mother as a slave.

If we put it another way, it might not arouse suspicion from others that Huan'er was the adopted son she picked up on the way home, but for Huan'er such an identity might be a good thing.

With all kinds of concerns, she finally forced herself into a corner and could only continue to stay in this corner and could not struggle.

As for my mother's inquiring eyes, Mang Ye took a deep breath, and her voice unconsciously brought a bit of tremolo: "Mom, don't ask, in short, don't worry about this matter. Wait until I solve the problem I want to solve, and I will listen to you no matter what you arrange it."

In the last sentence, Sang Ye was completely comforting Mu. She had too many secrets and could not convince herself to marry the person she liked regardless of it.

If she couldn't stop her mother this time, what would happen next was not something she could have expected, and she might fall into hopeless escape the next moment.

"A good marriage, you girl is going to make trouble. What are you worried about?" Mu Shi had no choice but to give Sang Ye, and said anxiously: "Mom urges you to get married. You said you want to find someone you like. Now you have it, and you are starting to push back. If you really don't want to get married, just give your mother an accurate statement, and she will never mention this again in the future."

But Mang Ye closed his mouth and could not explain a word.

If she can, she really wants to tell her secrets to her mother. Even if her mother can’t help her, she will feel better if she tells her, but she can’t!

She couldn't let her mother know that her daughter had actually died a few years ago. What stood in front of her was just a wisp of soul from another world. She couldn't let her be afraid, let her know that her daughter and grandson had escaped.

Yes, if you are not careful, you are in danger of being chased.

"Okay, okay, don't say it if you don't say it. You do whatever you want. I don't care about it anymore, and I won't care about it anymore." Mu, who had been waiting for a long time, finally burst out his anger that had been suppressed for a long time, and he had a temper for the first time.

Mu is just an ordinary farmer woman. She didn't expect that her daughter had a huge secret, and every secret was something she could not bear. Because she didn't understand, in her opinion, Mang Ye was completely doing this and she repeatedly let her down on her painstaking efforts. How could she not be angry?

"Mom, it's not what you think." Seeing that Mom was like this, Sang Ye's forehead swelled, and one side felt a little painful: "Mom, I really have something to hide, but I can't tell you now. I will tell you exactly when I can tell you in the future."

Mu was angry and couldn't listen to Sang Ye's words at all. His tone was as cold as before: "You have grown up and are capable, and you don't want your mother to take care of it. You can do whatever you want in the future. There is no need to tell me a person who has buried half of your neck in the soil."

After saying this, Mu shook the hands that were holding her arm and walked out. She was eager to find a place to calm down, otherwise she was really afraid that she would not be able to help but attack the eldest daughter who made her love and angry.

Seeing her angrily leaving, Sang Ye felt very uncomfortable. She sat back on the chair in a depressed mood, and looked at the clearly extinguished fire in the stove, a feeling of powerlessness that had never been seen before hitting her heart, which made her almost cry.

There was a noisy scene in the main room, and there was no third person to know about the conflict between mother and daughter in the kitchen.

After drinking and eating, Sang, who also drank a lot of wine, was honest and confused and asked Yu to take out the silver and red seals that had been prepared long ago. He first settled the wages for the ten Azumi masters for building the workshop with no money, and gave each Azumi master a red envelope of fifty to express his gratitude.

As for Zheng Lin and others who helped, each of them also received a small red seal, and the silver and money inside was not as much as the Masters of the Aristocratics, only ten cents.

Ten cents are nothing, they are just for a happy and joyful life. If the Sang family really gave them a red seal as thick as the Master Zi Ren, it would have violated the rules of Lijia Village. Otherwise, the Sang family would help these people build houses or help others in the future, and after the completion, would they give more or less?

If you give too much, you can't lose other helpers. If there are too many people, you will have to spend a lot of extra money. The farmers' households have no spare money. If they bring about the atmosphere in the entire village, they will be scolded to death if they are scolded.

If you don't give it or give it less, you will inevitably be called petty. After all, if someone gave it to you before, you don't pay it back, that's a polite amount. Therefore, if the Sang family can give it or not, it's just to give it to the Master Zi, it's hard for others to give it to. The ten cents you have been sealed according to the rules of the village.

It was getting late, and the masters of the Azusa said a few goodbyes, and left the Sang family and returned to the straw shed on the construction site. After packing up the bedding and clothes, they returned to the county town by taking a few ox carts they hired in advance.

Several helpers in this village also said congratulations drunk, so they helped each other leave. Before leaving, they did not forget to go to Sanglin's room, yelling that they would have another drink next time, and let him go this time.

In the end, the crowded and noisy Sang family hall was left with Zheng Lin sitting on the chair without any movement. The reason for the lack of movement was that he was drunk. Sang Laoshi and others were worried that he would go back alone, worried that he would not pay attention to walking, so he plunged into the pond on the side of the road.

The Sang family had to be drowned after drinking after drinking. More than a dozen villages around them would be born almost two years later.

Originally, there was a Sang family father and son who could send Zheng Lin back, but at the end of the toast, both of them were filled with a lot of wine. Although the father and son could still stand up and walk, they were no longer sober and could not send anyone. So when Mu advised Zheng Lin to stay for the time being, he asked him to sober up and go back.

Zheng Lin did not refuse Mu's kindness, so he stayed there. But no one except himself knew whether he was drunk or awake, and he had no problem walking home.

Sang Ye also didn't know that after learning that her father and brother were all drunk and lying on the bed and complaining that she felt uncomfortable, she immediately transformed into honey water and asked her mother and two sister-in-law to give it to each other.

They feed them.

Honey is a good thing that nourishes the spleen and stomach. When the farmhouse family encounters beehives in the wild, they usually try every means to drive away the bees and get some honey back. The honey from the Sang family was found by the mulberry forest when they went into the mountains to collect flowers before, and then they thought of a way to get it back.

The Sang family and his son were taken care of by someone. Sang Guo and his wife, who could barely take care of others, had already gone out to play wildly, leaving Zheng Lin in the main room alone and no one cared about him.

Mang Ye had no choice but to bring the remaining honey water, and gritted the bullet to the main hall and brought it to Zheng Lin.

At this time, Zheng Lin leaned against the not-so-wide back of the chair, her eyes slightly closed and seemed to fall asleep. With his eyes closed, he seemed to have even closed his momentum, and his whole body looked much softer.

Sang Ye thought he was asleep and was struggling to wake up the person, his eyes unconsciously landed on the other party's face, and he was stunned when he looked at the other party's sharp and handsome eyebrows.

Zheng Lin did not fall asleep, but his eyes were a little swollen and painful, which forced him to close him to relieve it. He smelled the sweetness of honey at the tip of his nose, and a familiar breath was faintly mixed with it. He suddenly realized that the woman he liked was standing in his thick hand.

His chest started to thump. Zheng Lin resisted the urge to open his eyes and quietly waited for the woman's next move.

However, after waiting for a long time, his neck had become stiff and the woman did not move at all. If it weren't for the familiar aura, Zheng Lin almost thought the woman had left.

Without wanting to continue waiting, Zheng Lin chose to take the initiative. He opened his eyes "whispered" and shot straight at Sangye with his long and beautiful eyes, falling on her face that had not yet withdrawn her eyes.

"ah"

Unpredictably, the other party suddenly opened his eyes, and Sang Ye was shocked. She let out a light cry and subconsciously took two steps back, and her waist directly pressed against the dining table behind her, and she could no longer take a step back.

Realizing that his reaction was too strong, Sang Ye's face heated up, calming his mind before Zheng Lin said, pointing to the bowl on the table and saying, "This is honey water, which can relieve alcohol. If you feel uncomfortable, drink it."

Zheng Lin looked at Sang Ye with a deep look, and his eyes showed emotions that Sang Ye couldn't understand before. In the end, he said nothing, but stretched out his powerful right hand, signaling Sang Ye to send honey water to his hand.

Sang Ye couldn't see any sign of drunkenness on his face. When he saw him waiting for her to serve him like a man, an indescribable malicious intention suddenly surged in his heart: "If you want to drink, come over and take it yourself, it's not that you can't get up at all."

Zheng Lin's face did not change at all, but he just said calmly: "I'm drunk and can't stand up."

Sang Ye stood there without moving, looking at Zheng Lin up and down, not believing that he was so drunk that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Zheng Lin let Sang Ye look at him openly, but the slightly curled lips and the raised Danfeng eyes inexplicably showed a bit of evil spirit, giving people a feeling of danger.

Sang Ye frowned, feeling that the person in front of him was very different from before. He looked like two people with completely different personalities. Could this person be schizophrenia?

Zheng Lin was not schizophrenia. He was just really drunk, so he unconsciously showed the other side of his nature. This side only appeared when he was drunk.

Seeing that the other party had made up his mind and did not move, he intuition told Sang Ye that it was difficult to get close to him at this moment, so Sang Ye did not say a single extra word, turned around and raised his foot and walked out.

However, before her right foot was lifted up, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her way and trapping her between her chest and the dining table.

"What do you want to do?" Sang Ye looked at the man in front of him vigilantly and clenched his fists nervously. She liked the man in front of him, but it did not mean that she could accept the other person's rudeness.

However, Sang Ye was not worried about anything. Zheng Lin was indeed a gentleman. Even though he was eager to get close to the woman he liked, he did not take advantage of the opportunity to get drunk and deliberately approached the woman. Even if his extremely oppressive body blocked the woman's way, the two still kept a distance from the same arm.

"Tell me first, what are you thinking?" Zheng Lin lowered his head and locked the woman's eyebrows tightly, without missing a slight change in her: "Are you thinking about whether I will?

Will you bully you?"

After being guessed what he thought in his heart, a hint of shame appeared on Sang Ye's face: "No, this is my home, you don't have the courage!"

"Ha!" Zheng Lin smiled softly. The already low and thick voice had a little more magnetic effect. It sounded very comfortable, but the words he said were particularly unexpected: "Do you have the courage to try it before you know if you want to try it?"

"I don't want to!" Sang Ye refused without thinking about the fruit, and his body retreated unconsciously, trying to escape the man's strong oppression.

The man in front of her felt very dangerous, and she didn't think his words were joking. At this moment, she was sure that the person in front of her was really drunk, but she was just like a normal person more like a normal person than a normal person.

Looking at the woman who was as frightened as a little rabbit with interest, Zheng Lin's mouth smiled the same as before again, and unconsciously raised his hand and pinched the woman's plump cheek: "But I really want to try it, what should I do?"

At the end of the story, the man showed a look of distress on his face, and he took a long legs and approached half a step, staring at Mangye with his eyes tightly, as if he really treated her as a delicious little rabbit and was ready to swallow it in one bite at any time.

"You, don't come over!"

This time, Sang Ye was completely frightened. If she faced a person with a clear mind, she could reason with the other party, and even force the other party to retreat with violence.

However, whether it is reasoning or using violence, it has no effect on a person who is drunk and has stronger force than himself.

Maybe it was because of the different Zheng Lin's strife, or maybe it was because she subconsciously didn't want to make things worse. At this moment, Sang Ye completely forgot that there were other people in the family. As long as she shouted at the top of her voice, someone would come out to let her out of the predicament.

Zheng Lin was very obedient. After Sang Ye finished speaking, he really didn't take a step forward. However, the aura in his eyes became more dangerous, making people not even have the courage to meet him at first sight.

Seeing Sang Ye lowering his head and not looking at him, Zheng Lin was unhappy again. The hand that was originally stuck on her cheek gradually moved to her chin, making her look up at her eyes: "Look, you have me in your eyes, just like I like you, don't you like me too?"

Unexpectedly, Zheng Lin would say such words at this time. Sang Ye was so shocked that he didn't need Zheng Lin to exert force. Her head was raised, and the other party fell into her eyes with a look of expectation.

Unable to get the woman's answer, Zheng Lin began to become restless, her eyes still locked on the woman's face, and she repeatedly asked, "Do you like me, right?"

Sang Ye was completely out of shape. Faced with a drunken questioning, she was silent in addition to being silent.

Otherwise, could she still say to a drunk and suspected cautious person who is cautious and divisive, yes, I like you, just like you like me? That's really crazy!

In addition, she was even more worried that saying something denied would anger the drunkard in front of her and make the drunkard do something even more crazy. After all, she was not ready to accept the other party's wishes, and she didn't want to let go so easily.

Zheng Lin didn't know Sang Ye's thoughts, and thought she didn't like her, so she was unwilling to answer. At this moment, unprecedented depression hit her heart, and her whole body seemed to be under a huge blow. Her momentum just now disappeared in an instant, and her despairing look was particularly distressing.

"You, don't do this." Sang Ye didn't like Zheng Lin's aggressiveness, which made her unable to resist, but looking at his fragile and pitiful appearance, he became a little soft-hearted and couldn't help but want to comfort him.

"You don't like me, so why don't I be sad?" Zheng Lin looked at Sang Ye quietly, and his words were filled with a childish grievance: "How could there be a cruel woman like you?"
To be continued...