Her husband looked back at her and smelled a hint of nervousness in Xin Yi's serious expression.

She said nothing and swung the oar quickly in the direction pointed by Xin Yi.

The river surface is calm, with gentle ripples wherever the breeze blows.

The boat was silent for a moment, neither of them spoke, and the sound of paddles gliding across the water could be heard clearly...

Xin Yi couldn't sit still and lay down on the sampan at the bow of the boat. His breathing was erratic and his heart was beating a little fast, so he started grabbing.

The Bianhe River is the main channel for the exchange of money and merchants between the capital and the prefectures. It is busy all year round. Winter is slightly better, but at this moment, there are still boats coming and going on the water, with shadows of boats far and near, but they all avoid the fish-belly shape on the south bank.

The bends of the waters.

Xinyi's boat was small and passed quickly.

The beloved man turned back: "Sister, there is a stone over there..."

Xin Yi: "Get closer."

As far as the eye can see, near the south shore, there is a bluish-white reef looming among the waves. It has been polished very smooth by the current and is not very conspicuous.

Fortunately, this season is the dry season of the Bianhe River, so this reef can emerge. If it were normal or high water, the boats passing by would not be able to find it without paying attention.

However, boatmen who have been sailing on the Bianhe River all year round know the conditions of the waterway and will deliberately avoid it. If they encounter an unlucky person who is not familiar with the waterway and accidentally hits this rock, there will inevitably be a risk of capsizing the boat.

Xin Yi asked his husband to put the boat on the edge of the reef, and looked back. From this perspective, he looked at the north bank of the Bian River across the water.

Opposite the south bank, the north bank is a fish-mouth-shaped protruding piece of land. A large village is built near the water. The courtyard wall is very high, the roof is blue-grey, and there are towering trees rising from the ground. But I don’t know who the official is.

It is a residence for nobles, but this house is very recognizable because it has a protruding fish mouth shape, is surrounded by water on three sides, and only touches the shore on one side.

"This is it."

Xin Yi's heart was beating very fast. She was only one deep of the Bian River away from the "huge treasure", and her nerves were filled with uncontrollable excitement...

My husband had heard about the treasure hunt from the three little ones. He originally thought it was Xin Yi's joke to coax them, but now it seems that he is getting excited too.

"Sister, is there really a treasure?"

Xin Yi hummed.

The beloved asked nervously: "Where?"

Xin Yi looked at the sparkling water, "Under the water."

My beloved opened his eyes wide and asked, "What should I do? Can my sister float?"

Xin Yi pursed his lips and said, "I know a little bit."

But there were so many ships coming and going during the day, and there was a cargo ship not far away from them. A few bored boatmen on the ship were looking at them curiously. They probably saw that they were two young ladies, so they

He shouted jokingly.

"Are all the ladies in Bianjing so charming?"

"What did the little lady do with the boat parked there?"

"The fishing notice period is over. This river is not a good place for fishing..."

Seeing that they had no ill intentions, Xin Yi smiled slightly.

"Thank you so much, brothers."

He turned around and told his beloved, "Let's go back."

My beloved is a little confused.

After all the hard work, do you want to go back just after you find the treasure?

She didn't understand, but she wouldn't go against Xin Yi's wishes. She nodded and turned around to shake the oar.

"Sister, please sit in the tent quickly. It's windy and cold outside."

This small boat has planks at both ends, and in the middle is a short arched canopy made of reed mats. There are two rows of horizontal boards in the canopy as benches, and a small table is placed in the middle, with snacks brought by Xinyi.

Xin Yi got in, looked at the fish-mouth-shaped Zhuangzi from the tent, secretly remembered it in his mind, and asked his beloved again.

"Do you know where this place is?"

My beloved nodded, "I know."

She is a native of Bianjing. She grew up by the Bianhe River and is more familiar with the topography than Xinyi.

"Do you know who Zhuangzi belongs to?" Xin Yi asked.

My beloved said: "I don't know either. That Zhuangzi has no name. Xiang Ling and I used to pass by while hunting pig grass. We saw the Forbidden Army guarding it. We didn't dare to get close, and we didn't know who owned it. Sister, why are you asking this?"

Xin Yi smiled and said, "I'm just asking. Just remember the location of the reef and we'll come back at night."

My beloved nodded: "Sister, don't worry, I won't worry."

~

Xin Yi’s current home is also by the Bian River.

Before arriving home, I saw from a distance the thatched pavilion she built near the water bank, and the smoke rising from the roof.

Xiang Ling is making a fire to cook.

Xinyi has no control over whether others eat at home or not, but she must eat it. It is a must for three meals, and she cannot skip one meal.

Gradually, Xiang Ling and her husband also developed the habit of preparing meals when the time comes. They couldn't ignore their parents when eating by themselves, so Uncle Zhang's family started a daily routine of three meals a day.

The boat slowly approached.

Xin Yi sat on the board of the boat, hugging his knees and looking at this small village on the bank of the Bianhe River more than 900 years ago. His mood was very different from when he first crossed the river. The people here were hardworking and prosperous, farming, harvesting, and going to Bianjing to help in their spare time.

Or do some small business, no homework, no rush, children have no homework to write, no anxiety about going to school, adults have no 996 or 007, the days turn as the sun turns the page, and there are faint poems under the sun, and the days are passed

Like Song lyrics.

Compared to her husband and Xiang Ling, who are happy with life, she herself is actually the most troubled one.

Xin Yi smiled, looking at his small home on the shore, a gentle smile gradually appeared on his eyebrows.

The beloved man docked the boat, tied the rope to the wooden stake, looked back at her and said, "Sister, you look so beautiful when you smile."

Xin Yi was startled, "Where can I look good?"

My beloved thought for a while, "The dimples at the corners of the mouth are beautiful, and the small red moles under the eyes are beautiful. The more I look at my sister, the more beautiful I look..."

Xin Yi's eyebrows were brightened by the praise, "You are the first one to say that I am good-looking. My words have become sharper, and I can teach you."

She carried her skirt up onto the shore and walked straight home.

My beloved looked at her back in embarrassment and whispered: "What I said is true."

~

The three little ones at home have already woken up.

I thought about reading in the house.

It was Xin Yi who bought him some enlightenment books.

"The Thousand-Character Classic" and "The Three-Character Classic" were only taught twice by Xinyi, and he could recite "The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast, the sun and the moon are waxing, the stars and constellations are arranged. Cold comes and summer comes, autumn harvests and winter stores" clearly.

Shankou is a good student in reading.

Er Nian didn't like reading, so he hid alone in the corner of the courtyard wall, rummaging for snails from the cracks in the rocks, covered in mud.

Sannian was helping Xiang Ling light the fire in the kitchen. The little girl was already able to use an earthen stove. She was so weak that she couldn't hold a fire tong, but she knew how to use wooden sticks to light the fire in the stove.

Warm and bright, the home is a bit small, but extremely cozy.

Xin Yi likes this feeling of home.

Especially this is a home where one can be the master, rather than a home where a man is dependent on a man and a housewife stays behind...

"Sister is back."

Xiang Ling was chopping vegetables, and the nanmu chopping board made a very rhythmic chopping sound.

Xin Yi couldn't bear the girl being detained in the back house. Xiang Ling liked cooking, so she went to the bookstore in Bianjing to find recipes and taught her word by word.

Xiang Ling was encouraged and worked even harder.

Of course, Xinyi can also enjoy more delicious food, a win-win situation.

"I'm back, let me see what delicious food I made."

Xin Yi stepped forward and opened the wooden lid of the pot and took a sip, "Radish stewed meat, fragrant."

Little San Nian stood on tiptoes and followed up to sniff, calling sweetly: "Mom, take a bite, San Nian take a bite."

Xin Yi picked up the child, patted her butt and put it on the ground, "It's not yet ready, little greedy cat."

San Nian chuckled, Xin Yi sat on the edge of the stove, lowered his head to light the fire, and asked casually: "What are you going to eat tonight?"

Xiang Ling turned around strangely and burst into laughter.

"We haven't eaten yet at noon, so my sister is thinking about the evening."

Xin Yi said: "Let's make two more dishes tonight so we can eat more solidly."
To be continued...