major general

After staying in Luzhou for more than half a month, I finally decided to change places.

Fu Xiaoyu and Wen Le bid farewell to the members of the Quan family, the county magistrate looked at Fu Xiaoyu with some hesitation, and said, "Master Jijiu, are the files of those people who came to the Yamen to report to the officials before still with you? …”

"Burned."

"What, what?"

Fu Xiaoyu rested her cheeks and said slowly: "I was not in a good mood that day, so I asked the major general to come to the yard to roast some venison to eat. You know that the taste of roasting on an open fire is extremely delicious."

The county magistrate nodded in agreement, then shook his head and said, "What does this have to do with the file?"

"Listen to me carefully." Fu Xiaoyu poured a cup of tea for the county magistrate, and said, "You don't know, I read too much when I was young, and now my eyesight is not very good, so I can only read the files by sunlight , so the dossiers were placed in the yard by the boy. The major general and I roasted the venison, boiled the deer blood, and finally had a drink with our daughter Hong. But we didn’t pay attention, and the sparks splashed on the dossier. Together it is a piece, and after a night of work, it will be burned away."

The county magistrate widened his eyes, and said, "Burn, burn gone? No, no, Lord Jijiu, you and the major general didn't hear anything about the big commotion of burning things?"

Fu Xiaoyu seemed to think of something, she curled her lips and smiled, like a well-fed wolf.

"Master County Magistrate, the Major General and I eat venison and deer blood."

The county magistrate's face turned red immediately, as if he saw the word "strong/yang" hitting his handsome face with a poof.

Leaving Quan's mansion in a daze, the county magistrate relayed Fu Xiaoyu's words to the arresting head.

The head catcher didn't understand, so he asked, "Why didn't you hear it?"

"Nonsense, I have more important things to do."

"Is there something important that you can't hear such a big movement after the dossier is burned?"

The county magistrate glared at him and said, "Go, go, don't inquire about these things. You will know when you go home and drink a bowl of deer blood with your wife in your arms."

Fu Xiaoyu doesn't care how the county magistrate of Luzhou arranges him and Wenle, anyway, if he leaves, he will never see each other again, love whoever he is.

After getting into the carriage, Wen Le felt that the carriage was stuffy, so he sat outside and swayed his legs.

On the way out of the city, many people stood there, some with children in their arms, and some alone.Crowded and noisy, it is even worse than the day when people's lamps were put on.

Bunle was stunned, and caught a glimpse of one of them.

The woman held the girl's hand. The girl was cleanly dressed, her eyes were clear and bright, and there was a small purse tied around her belt, which was embroidered with red peaches.

Wen Le seemed to remember something, smiled, and waved at the girl.

The girl was still a little shy, and hid behind the woman.

The file recording the names has been destroyed, all the people involved in the transaction have been arrested and brought to justice, and the old nun and Zhitong are also detained for questioning and execution.

The new life of these children has just arrived.

The carriage left the city, instead of going to the official road, it went to the narrow path.

Ma Cheng drove the car ahead and knocked on the car door.

After a while, two ordinary-dressed people emerged from the inside.

The big maroon hair was tied to the side of the road, and after meeting the two, he rubbed against one of them.

Ma Cheng didn't stop, and drove the carriage towards the Jinlin.

And those two people rode horses and headed towards the south bank.

The South Bank is located in the southernmost part of the Southern Dynasty, built near the sea, and the city is long and narrow.This also made it difficult to guard, the battle line was stretched too long, and the Japanese pirates aimed at one place for a deadly attack, and it took less than half an hour to break through the south bank.

Before Wen Changzheng arrived at the South Bank, Japanese pirates were rampant.

After Wen Changzheng took power, the barracks were stationed in the south, one mile and one pavilion.

The further south you go, the higher the temperature.

It's almost New Year's Eve, and the people here are still wearing unlined clothes, even some strong guys who just came out of fishing have no clothes, their upper body is bare, and the sun is tanning all over their bodies.

Wen Le and Fu Xiaoyu stood out, they were white and clean, they didn't look like Nan'an people at all.

The grilled octopus slices are sprinkled with sticky and finely crushed sesame seeds, which smell delicious, and they are torn and eaten while walking, and they smell like the sea when they speak.

Bunle loves to eat snacks, and holding this octopus all the way makes him lose his head.

Fu Xiaoyu thought it was fishy, ​​and even made intimacy with Wen Le less often.

Wen Le was still angry, and said: "I even ate your stuff and I didn't think it was fishy, ​​so why do you think it's fishy?"

Fu Xiaoyu, who was always eloquent, didn't answer, his face turned blue and red, and finally he tore off a piece of octopus and gnawed on it, his cheeks bulging.

Wen Le was wearing a gauze hat, most of his face was covered by the gauze, only his chin was visible.

Fu Xiaoyu walked south with him, directly to the coast.

There are a lot of shells mixed in the fine white sand, and the smell of the sea and the hot sun hit people's fragile five senses.

Bunle took off his boots, stepped barefoot on the beach, and comfortably buried most of his feet under the sand.

Fu Xiaoyu held his boots for him, watched him have fun on the beach, and put shells and pebbles into his purse.

"Xiao Langjun, don't dare to go further, the tide will be high later." The old woman had a basket pinned to her waist, filled to the brim, and called Wen Le.

Wen Le rolled up his trousers to the heels of his legs. Hearing this, he walked towards the bank and said, "Grandma, what are you picking?"

The old woman picked out a shell the size of a palm, handed it to Wen Le, and said, "Come back to the South Bank?"

Wen Le took it with a smile, and said, "That's right, I came here with my husband to avoid the cold."

Fu Lang?

The old woman looked towards the shore, and as expected, she saw a man with a jade-like face under the banana tree.

"It's good to avoid the cold, our south bank is warm." The old woman said, pointing to the sea with her bent body, and said, "The tide will be high tonight, Mr. Xiaolang, don't go too deep."

Wen Le nodded and said, "Don't worry, mother-in-law, I can swim!"

"Hey—silly boy, those who drown are those who can swim!" said the mother-in-law, waved her hands and walked to the fishing village by the sea.

Wen Le took the bag and walked quickly to Fu Xiaoyu.

Fu Xiaoyu patted the sand on his leg and said, "I made you naughty, so you will be taught a lesson?"

Wen Le smiled irrefutably, held up the baby, and said, "My feet are sore, you can carry me back to the inn!"

Fu Xiaoyu snorted softly, but carried him on her back.

The sun was setting and the tide was rising.

Wen Le leaned on Fu Xiaoyu's back with her bare feet, drowsy, still clutching the baby.

Fu Xiaoyu worked hard as a coolie, and passed by some fishermen who went to the city to sell things.

Back in the city, Fu Xiaoyu called Xiao Er to boil water, sat on the pedals and applied medicine to Wen Le's tanned skin on the back of his neck.

Bun Le fell into a sleep long ago. He didn't know what he had dreamed of, and he was babbling about "big bear" and "stone".

A carrier pigeon flew to the edge of the window. Fu Xiaoyu wiped his hands, took out the letter paper, raised his eyebrows and laughed, and woke up the sleeping Wen Le, saying: "Lele! Lele wake up!"

Wen Le was very sleepy, wiped away the hot sweat on his brow, and said, "Has something happened to Jin Lin?"

Fu Xiaoyu handed him the note and said, "Look."

Wen Le took a look, and the sleepiness dissipated at the same time, she curled her lips and said, "Is Che'er happy?"

The Nie Mansion was bustling with activity, eager to beat the gongs and drums to spread the news about the Young Madam's happiness.

Fu Che rubbed his belly, but He He didn't dare to touch her, and just stood far away.

The nanny outside said "Young master is back", and before the announcement was made, the door opened.

As soon as Nie Xun went down to court, he hadn't changed his clothes yet, and when he entered the room, he picked up Fu Che and turned around twice.Nanny and Hehe were taken aback, one by one stopped the other and yelled, and finally woke up Nie Xun.

Nie Xun couldn't hide the smile on his face, and he sucked Fu Che hard on the cheek.

In the afternoon, the room was still full of people, the thin-skinned girl didn't dare to look away.

Fu Che patted Nie Xun, touched his stomach with red ears, and said, "It's been three months...it's my fault, I'm so weak that I don't often call for Ping An's pulse, and I almost forgot about this child."

Nie Xun stroked her hand together, and said: "It means that our child is good, and we are not willing to let mother suffer."

Fu Che made him laugh, and they sat down at the table together.

Knowing that the couple wanted to talk about themselves, He He drove everyone out of the house, and when the door was closed, he stood upright like a door god with a candy he found somewhere in his mouth.

In the room, Fu Che said, "Husband, there is something I want to discuss with you."

Nie Xun poured her tea, but he was afraid that pregnant women would not drink tea well, so he replaced it with a glass of plain water and said, "What's the matter?"

"My brother and the major general went to Luzhou and haven't come back yet. Fu Fu Guang went to Yu Academy for further study. You also know that the father at home is... grandma doesn't like it." Fu Che drank his saliva, Run Run She continued, "I just got pregnant and went back to Fu's house for a month to stay with my grandma. After giving birth and confinement, I won't be able to go back to Fu's house for half a year. I'm worried that grandma will miss me."

Nie Xun thought for a while, held Fu Che's cold little hand, and said, "If you want to go back, you can go back. It's just that you still have a girl in Fu's house, so I can't go often. If there is anything, you can come to find me in a box." I."

Fu Che relaxed and nodded.

In the early morning of the next day, Nie Xun asked the housekeeper to pack up a lot of medicinal treasures, and brought them back to Fu's residence together with Fu Che.

The Fu family is a well-known family in Jinlin, they just go home for a short stay, it's not a reconciliation, and they must not let others talk about it.

Fu Che appreciated Nie Xun's carefulness, and while the housekeeper was moving things up and down, he stood outside the door and chatted with him.

Nie Xun was afraid that she would be exposed to the wind, so he put on a velvet coat for her, and said, "I don't ask for anything else, I'll be safe and sound. Otherwise, my brother-in-law and the young general can tear me alive."

Fu Che made him laugh, and the last parting thoughts were also dismissed. After a few more instructions, he was supported by He He into the sedan chair.

The plaques of Fu's house are not like the gold-plated plaques of other houses. Their house is solidly carved in pure gold, and it takes time to repair it every year, for fear that it will look ugly if it changes shape.

Fu Che lifted up a corner of his skirt, stepped into the gate of Fu's mansion, and saw the old lady and a pretty beauty standing in the courtyard.

Jinlin Daxue, that beauty really attracts people's attention, with a slender waist and a soft face.

Fu Che went down the steps step by step, and as soon as he knelt down to the old lady, she let her stand up.

"You're already a mother, why are you so serious?"

"Courtesy cannot be broken." Fu Che said with a smile, looked at the beauty and called, "Fourth Sister."

Wu Ying lowered her head and smiled shyly, gentle and moving.

The author says:

Silly cubs!