Ye Rongyao strolls by the river in the village alone. Whenever he is in a bad mood, Ye Rongyao always likes to walk by the river.

For some reason, Liu Yifei's farewell made Ye Rongyao extremely depressed.

It turns out that she exists in my heart.

It’s just that I have been deliberately excluding her from my heart.

But when I lost it, I realized it.

But these are a bit late.

“It’s raining!”

Feeling a small drop of water on his body, Ye Rongyao looked up at the sky. It was dark clouds, which was a sign that the downpour was coming. The little raindrops now were just a prelude.

Although the heavy rain is approaching, Ye Rongyao has no idea of ​​going there to shelter from the rain. Perhaps getting wet with heavy rain can make him more awake.

"husband!"

Suddenly, Liu Qingqing's voice came from a distance.

Ye Rongyao looked back and saw Liu Qingqing running towards him with an umbrella. The women's clothes in summer were very thin, and they were wet by the rain, and the spring light was faintly visible.

Ye Rongyao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly came to Liu Qingqing with a "Lingbo Weibu" and grabbed the umbrella from her hand and opened it quickly, holding the umbrella for Liu Qingqing.

After all, Liu Qingqing is not as strong as herself. She will not catch a cold when she is wet by the rain. However, Liu Qingqing is not good. Her physical fitness is far worse than herself, but she cannot withstand the rain wets her body.

"Why don't you hold an umbrella?"

Ye Rongyao said to Liu Qingqing with some blame.

I am so old that I don’t know how to hold an umbrella when it rains outside. If I catch a cold and a fever, I will feel distressed.

"I can't walk fast with an umbrella. I'm afraid that the rain will get heavy, and I can't find you."

Liu Qingqing said with a heavy breath, sweating profusely.

It seems that Liu Qingqing has run a lot of ways to find Ye Rongyao.

"Silly wife!"

Ye Rongyao said with both heartache and touching.

This is a virtuous and good wife!

If I have such a virtuous and good wife, what else can I be dissatisfied with?

Suddenly, some things Ye Rongyao thought clearly.

The wife in front of me is what I have to cherish and love now.

"Husband, do you dislike me?"

Liu Qingqing looked at Ye Rongyao and said.

"How could it be? I will never dislike you in this life. I am still worried that one day I will become old and you will dislike me."

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said.

God gave me such a perfect wife, which is a blessing I have cultivated for many lifetimes.

But I still think about what I eat in the bowl.

Ye Rongyao suddenly had the urge to slap himself.

"Then you still say I'm a stupid wife!"

Liu Qingqing pouted and said.

"Haha, I was wrong. I'm a stupid husband. That's OK!"

After thinking about some things, Ye Rongyao suddenly became enlightened.

"Let's go, the rain is getting heavier and heavier."

Ye Rongyao held an umbrella and said to Liu Qingqing.

"Um!"

Liu Qingqing nodded, her pretty face was a little red, mainly because she was jogging just now, and her face turned red with hot.

Ye Rongyao hugged Liu Qingqing's shoulder and walked towards the house together.

The two shared an umbrella, and Ye Rongyao was tall and tall, so the rain inevitably wet the two. In order to make Liu Qingqing less rain, Ye Rongyao almost turned the umbrella to Liu Qingqing.

However, the heavy rain came, even if Ye Rongyao turned the entire umbrella towards Liu Qingqing, her shoulders would inevitably be wet to the rain.

Although the summer rain is cool, it is not comfortable. At the speed of the two of them, when they arrive home, they will be soaked in "swallowed chickens".

"Husband, you..."

Of course, Liu Qingqing also noticed that Ye Rongyao put all the umbrellas on his side, and his whole body was wet, and he couldn't help but say with emotion.

"It's okay, your husband, I'm so strong, there's no problem with being wet by the rain."

Ye Rongyao comforted Liu Qingqing with a smile and said.

"Husband, I..."

Liu Qingqing was so moved that she wanted to cry. At this moment, Liu Qingqing felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

"The rain is getting heavier and heavier. When we walk home like this, our whole body will be wet. Wife, I'll take you away."

Ye Rongyao thought about it and said.

Seeing that the sky was still covered with dark clouds, Ye Rongyao knew that the rain would get heavier and he would not be able to stop for a while.

"good."

Liu Qingqing nodded and said.

Looking at the sky, the rain will definitely take a long time, and I can't walk fast. It's really better to let my husband carry him and hold an umbrella for him.

In this way, both of them will be less wet by the rain.

Ye Rongyao picked up Liu Qingqing and flashed with a "Lingbo Microstep" and the person was already more than ten meters away.

"ah……"

Liu Qingqing screamed, because of the sudden rapid movement, the umbrella in Liu Qingqing's hand was blown away by the wind, which scared Liu Qingqing very much.

"I don't want the umbrella!"

Ye Rongyao said, and continued to walk quickly in the rain with Liu Qingqing. Now Ye Rongyao couldn't stop his body. The rain was too heavy now. Even if Ye Rongyao was so fast, he could not help but get wet by the rain.

A few minutes later, when Ye Rongyao returned to his home, their chests were wet on their backs.

"Go and take a shower!"

Ye Rongyao directly carried Liu Qingqing to the bathroom to take a shower.

It’s already an old couple, so I’m not going to take a shower together once or twice. Although Liu Qingqing blushed a little, she did not stop her man from holding her into the bathroom.

Anyway, even the most embarrassing thing in the bathroom is done by my husband, and it is even more common to take a shower together.

...

"Squeak!"

In the afternoon, Ye Rongyao sat in the yard holding a laptop code. The little monkey "Liu Er" ran to Ye Rongyao with a mineral water bottle containing red liquid and squeaking.

"What is this?"

Ye Rongyao looked at "Liu Er" with some confusion and asked.

"Squeak!"

"Liu Er" shouted and handed Ye Rongyao the mineral water bottle containing red liquid in his hand.

"Give it to me?"

Ye Rongyao took the mineral water bottle filled with red liquid, and a strange smell of wine suddenly came. Ye Rongyao couldn't help but open the bottle cap and took a sip.

The mouth tastes soft and smooth, with some grapes mixed with hawthorn, wolfberry and other kinds of wild fruits spreading in Ye Rongya’s mouth.

Although the wine tastes very light, Ye Rongyao could still tell that it was wine.

"This is?"

Ye Rongyao was confused, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed. He remembered something. He couldn't help but look at "Liu Er" excitedly and asked, "Is this Monkey Wine?"

"Monkey Wine" is said to be that monkeys in the mountains pick hundreds of fruits in a cave (usually tree holes) to store wintering food. However, if there is no shortage of wintering food in the season, monkeys will forget that they have stored a hundred fruits, and then the fruits in this cave gradually ferment and then make a hundred fruit wine, which is what people call "monkey wine".

However, the formation of this wild-wine "monkey wine" is definitely a coincidence, and it is definitely a rare wine that is never exchanged for money, and it is definitely an existence that has never been seen in a century.

You should know that this "monkey wine" is an empty tree chosen by monkeys to store fruits. It must be a tree that can ensure that the fruits will not rot during winter. Such trees are pitiful, hollow, sealed, and many other special environments to make this "monkey wine".

Therefore, "monkey wine" is something that is out of reach.

The so-called "monkey wine" on the market now are actually fruit wines made by crushing and then artificially fermenting, which is far from the real "monkey wine".

The real "monkey wine" has only one season left, and as time goes by, the wine is getting less and less, so it is even more difficult to get "monkey wine"!

Moreover, "Monkey Wine" is the best when it is initially fermented. The essence of the fermented fruits gradually ticked, which has never rotted, but only fermented.
To be continued...