Lianshan Midnight Green

Jiang Wang was concerned about his accent, so he didn't speak.Fu Lang got up from the table and lazily asked in Runan dialect: "What's wrong?"

Her words were indeed a bit rude, but the two soldiers thought about it, after all, she came from a small family. Although she is rich and beautiful, it is reasonable for her lack of etiquette, so they were not angry and just asked: "Excuse me?" Can you two write?"

Only now did Fu Lang see that they were holding pens and paper in their hands, and they probably asked for it from the master's house, so he guessed a bit, "Do you want to write a letter from home?"

The soldier nodded, looking a little shy, "Girl, can you and your husband help?"

Fu Lang was very generous, pointing to Jiang Wang, "He writes really well. Can you help them?"

Seeing her relieved expression, Jiang Wang had no choice but to take the pen and paper they handed over, "Please sit down, both of you."

Fu Lang looked at the expressions of the two people, and explained: "He speaks the Qi dialect, so he didn't speak all the time because he was afraid you would talk about it."

One of the older soldiers wondered: "Your family is strange, why do you speak half of the dialect of Chen and half of the dialect of Qi?"

Fu Lang shrugged his shoulders, "Elder-in-law has been running around and raised him in Qi since he was a child. Come on, what are you going to write?"

The older one said: "Write mine first. My name is Mr. Jia, tell my mother to let my mother see if there are any winter clothes at home, and ask my brother to bring them to me."

Fu Lang looked at Jiang Wang's writing, obviously afraid that people would recognize his handwriting, so he changed the style of writing, but he wrote with integrity, just like Pei Se.She remembered that Pei Se was still injured, and Jiang Wang had to help her to write when she was in Shencheng last time.Fu Lang felt a little unhappy when he thought about it, "Why are you writing so slowly, and you're not selling it for money."

Mrs. Jia said: "That's right, if you slow down, you will die from the cold. Forget it, girl, it's not easy to bring winter clothes. Let my mother bring the money directly."

Jiang Wang changed a few strokes, "That's it?"

Mr. Jia said: "That's it." He took a look at it for a while, and praised: "This word is really good!" Fu Lang was still waiting to hear how he described it, but the thick man looked up stupidly. , "It's really good! It's dark!"

The little soldier on the side pushed him aside, "If you don't understand, you pretend to understand. Girl, I want to write too!"

Jiang Wang spread out another piece of paper, "What's this person's name?"

Xiaobing said: "I, my name is Shaofu..."

Jiang Wang wrote his name and asked again, "What is written in the letter?"

The young husband scratched his head: "I also want to send a cotton coat from home."

Fu Lang smiled and said, "Why do you both want cotton clothes?"

The young husband said: "It wasn't originally necessary, we just made do with it. But there is news in the army that they will attack Qi State in a few days. Qi State is colder than Chen State. How can we do without clothes?"

Attack Qi?When Fu Lang heard this, his heart trembled. Jiang Wang also glanced at her. He couldn't say anything, so he lowered his head and wrote a few words, and suddenly asked, "What about the people in Chen Country? It snows heavily every year in the northern border , not the same cold."

Mr. Jia refused to accept it, and rolled up his sleeves to show them, "Can it be the same? It's still cold here in Qi State. I have only been stationed here for a few months, and I have frostbite all over my body." His arm was covered with The erythema is swollen, and there are blisters in severe places. It seems that the middle-aged man doesn't care much about these, and some places are suppurated.

Fu Lang let out an "oops" and quickly pulled down his sleeve.Only then was Mrs. Jia satisfied, "Did you see that? People are really going to die. It is said that the army of Qi State still distributes cotton-padded clothes, or half of the people would have frozen to death."

Jiang Wang naturally knew whether the army in front of his house had cotton collars, so he ignored him, "Young master, what else do you write?"

The young husband suddenly blushed, and looked at husband A with some guilt, "Tell, tell my family to take care of the new wife more, and ask the new wife to take care of the old man more. If you are free, let my brother go and say hello to the old man on my behalf... ..."

Jiang Wang's face softened, thinking that these were actually ordinary soldiers, children of ordinary families, and they couldn't help themselves to suffer on the battlefield.After listening to what the young husband said, he lowered his head and wrote.It was only then that Fu Lang realized that he was a soldier who just married a new wife. Seeing the young man blushing, he said with a smile, "What's so embarrassing?"

The young husband argued: "Why can't you be embarrassed? What do you do to your husband?"

Fu Lang was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Jiang Wang who said that his husband was actually Pei Se's husband, "My husband? Naturally, I respect him and love him..."

Mrs. Jia was very interested, "He doesn't look very old, one of you is in Qi State, and the other is in Chen State, how did you know each other?"

Jiang Wang on the side was still writing slowly with his head down, the room was dimly lit.Fu Lang's heart skipped a beat, wondering if Mr. Jia felt that something was wrong with this group of people, so he kept asking.He also thought that anyway, Jiang Wang didn't know about the past between Pei Se and himself, so he might as well fool Mr. Jia seriously, so as not to have any flaws.She lowered her head and thought for a while, "At first, I lied to her because she is very rich."

Mrs. Jia gave two "tsk tsk", "You're not ashamed to be a liar."

Fu Lang was very serious, "At that time, I was young and stupid, so I didn't know how to be ashamed. I found out later, and I regret it."

Small and silly, she tricked her into doing this and that, not without guilt, but she did it anyway.That was only a year ago, and she is just as small and silly now, but no one will indulge her anymore.

She sniffled, stretched out her hand to touch the lantern flower, the light flickered, and suddenly lit up a little bit, showing a rare gentle and lonely look, "After that, after that... I don't know, day and night I can see her, I feel happy when I see her, I feel sad when I see her taking medicine, and I even make her angry. Once, she didn't want me anymore... But I just want to be with her like this, and I want to be broken to pieces. "

Jia Fu shook his head and said, "After all, he is still young."

Fu Lang said: "What's the matter with you? Why don't you hope for good? I just think so, I like her, after ten years, twenty years, eighty years, it will still be like this. There is no one better than her in the world. gone."

Mrs. Jia grinned, "Why don't I expect people? It's just that I have eaten more food than you for a few years. It's useless to tell me these words. I advise you to tell him what you have to say, lest you regret it in time."

Fu Langqi said: "What do I regret?"

Mr. Jia sighed, "Good things in the world are not secure, what if he dies?"

Fu Lang was so angry that he immediately slapped the table and stood up. As soon as Dai Wang's pen tip touched the paper, she slapped it crookedly, drew a long line on the paper, and looked up at her helplessly.Fu Lang snorted angrily, "What are you cursing her for?"

The young husband was a little embarrassed, so he patted Mr. Jia, who lowered his head.The young husband then explained: "Girl, it's my fault, I shouldn't bring this up. Two years ago in the northern border, Mr. Jia went to the northern border to join the army. His wife died of illness at home. Mr. Jia came back from the northern border. Only then did he realize that his wife had been hiding it from him, so he regretted treating her badly in the past."

Fu Lang didn't expect Jiafu to have such a thought when he looked rough.Seeing her in a daze, the young husband said again: "He often talks to me about these things too. His words are harsh, but the truth is right. Girl, he thinks too much, and he always persuades everyone. Don't worry about it."

Fu Lang was silent for a while, then suddenly bent down to look at Mrs. Jia, "Mrs. Jia, it's not what you said. Good things in this world are not firm, but people's hearts can last forever. I... I haven't told her about this, is it? Because she doesn't like to listen. Although I can't speak, I already know in my heart that I can't hold others in my heart in this life. In fact, why should you blame yourself? Your wife won't blame you—if she is like me , I would rather die than live.”

Mr. Jia only thought of her as an ordinary frivolous woman, but he didn't expect to have such a heart.He stood up silently, saluted, and then went out holding the letter.Out of the corner of his eye, Fu Lang saw him stop at the door, but he didn't pay attention, but turned around and asked Jiang Wang, "Have you finished writing?"

Jiang Wang handed the piece of paper to the young husband, "It's finished."

The young husband took the letter and thanked him again and again before leaving. Fu Lang felt that Jiang Wang's movements were really slow, so he couldn't help asking: "Why are you writing so slowly? Are you unhappy that they are from Chen Guo?"

Jiang Wang shook his head, "I used to write slowly."

Fu Lang sighed, Pei Se, Pei Se, she is a slow person, and with such a slow husband, what will the life of the two of them be like in the future?It's really worrying.She shook her head while thinking, sat down and poured herself another glass of water.

Jiang Wang took away the badly written paper and threw it away, thought about it and picked it up again.When he returned to his room, Ding Jue was lying on the bed with his legs crossed and eating. Seeing him burn the paper, he shook his head and said, "Mr. Jiang, you are too careful. It's just handwriting. get out?"

Jiang Wang seemed to hear his words after a while, turned his head and said with a smile: "Of course you have to be careful, how can you cause such trouble to the princess."

It was windy outside, so he went over and closed the window tightly.The hissing wind coming through the gap was a bit shrill, and he stood under the window for a long time.Fu Lang thought he didn't know anything, but he knew everything, except that he didn't know that there was such affection under such a frivolous surface.

Fu Langwo fell asleep on the bed, the bed in this family was hard and cold, very uncomfortable, he woke up as soon as he turned over.Chiyu was sleeping next to her, but the light was still slightly on, and it was Pei Se who was sitting at the table.She was holding the pen, probably deducing something there, very seriously, and didn't realize that Fu Lang was looking at her with slightly opened eyes.Fu Lang guessed that she had a habit of being clean again, so she washed her hair while no one was looking, and was waiting to dry it.The long, fluffy hair was still a little wet, and under the light of the lamp, it covered a little bit of his face. The profile of his face was like ice and snow. clear.

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