When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

There is another way - to join the army.

Ding Yuan stared at the light yellow liquid in the wine cup.

The candlelight on the candlestick danced, and the light was indistinct, reflecting the flickering light in his eyes.

"You don't have to worry about what happened last night." Seeing that Ding Yuan hadn't spoken for a long time, Qiu Yun was depressed for a while, so he poured a bowl of soup and pushed it in front of him: "Although it's impossible for me to have a son as big as you at my age, but I don't care. It’s okay to be a foster son, if you want, you can call me foster father.”

Ding Yuan was struggling in his heart.

Joining the army was his idea when he was young. At that time, his adoptive parents and the whole village were killed in massacres. He wanted to join the army and become a general to avenge the whole village.

But as the years grew, he gradually understood that if he wanted to be a general, he had to be brave and resourceful, as well as have extraordinary skills.He is illiterate, unable to familiarize himself with the art of war, and at best he can only sneak attack a bum like Sheng Laizi.

Just when he was hesitating, he suddenly heard Uncle Xian's words and raised his head in disbelief: "You, you want to adopt me as a foster son?"

"Why?" Qiu Yun held the wine cup, took a sip, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't want to?"

"I……"

Ding Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to say yes.

But I don't know why I can't say it.

"Recognizing relatives is a major matter that requires careful consideration. You don't have to answer me right now." Qiu Yun raised his chin slightly: "No matter what decision you make in your heart, I will treat you the same. Let's have dinner."

The night is getting darker.

After the two of them had dinner, Qiuyun went back to his room to take a shower.

Ding Yuan was wearing a coat and sitting on the railing of the corridor, looking up at the night sky.

The moonlight is especially bright tonight.

Looking at the full moon hanging in the sky, he suddenly remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming.

Mid-Autumn Festival, Reunion Festival.

If Uncle Yuan is recognized as foster father, will he be able to have a good reunion festival?

Can……

He shook his head, let go of his thoughts, and suddenly thought of joining the army.

In fact, joining the army is the best way out for him.

He came from Guanzhou, and vaguely remembered that the people there were tough and more tolerant towards women than in the Central Plains, so he could take his sister-in-law to Guanzhou.

After my sister-in-law remarried, she would go to join the army without any worries. If she made some small achievements in the future, she could find those people back then and avenge her adoptive parents and the whole village.

Uncle Ke Xian...

At the thought of leaving and not knowing whether he will live or die in the future, he suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

Qiu Yun pushed open the door and came out with loose wet hair.In the dark corridor, the young man looked at the night sky lonely, looked up, and said clearly: "Ding Yuan, it's time to come back and rest."

Ding Yuan came back to his senses, gathered his coat, hurried over, stretched out his hand to support Qiu Yun back to the house.

The candles in the house were dimly lit.

The jumping flames stretched the silhouettes of the two infinitely.

Qiu Yun took off his outer shirt and hung it on the screen, and was about to go to bed, his wrist tightened, and when he turned his head, he saw Ding Yuan frowning and staring at his long hair——

"Wait a minute first." Ding Yuan pulled the man to sit down on the chair, looked around, took a cloth towel from the noodle rack, and wrapped his wet hair: "Last night at your house, I noticed that you seemed to be Love to wipe your hair, but find it troublesome?"

Qiu Yun's half-raised arm slowly lowered when he felt the gentle movement above his head.

As far as he is concerned, it is not an intimate relationship, and the head is not easily touched by others.He has lived for nearly ten thousand years, and he has never been touched by anyone. At this time, he was touched by a young man, although it was to wipe his hair.

"Sleep with wet hair, it's easy to get a headache." Ding Yuan ran his fingers through his soft hair, took a strand and wrapped it tightly with a cloth towel: "You can't be too troublesome."

Qiu Yun raised his brows, his tense nerves relaxed, unexpectedly he did not reject this feeling

He closed his eyes and curled the corners of his lips: "I really find it troublesome, why don't you come and take care of it for me in the future?"

"This..." Ding Yuan hesitated for a moment: "But I can't follow you every day."

"That's right." Qiu Yun raised his hand, tapped the table with his fingers, and pondered for a while: "What are your plans for the future? But do you want to be a shop assistant for the rest of your life?"

Ding Yuan paused, reluctantly raised the corners of his lips, and pretended to be brisk: "I plan to take my sister-in-law to join the army in Guanzhou after I save enough money."

"Join the army?"

Qiu Yun opened his eyes in surprise, and turned to look at Ding Yuan who had no time to restrain his emotions: "Do you want to join the army?"

Ding Yuan lowered his eyelashes and nodded with difficulty: "The Central Plains is more harsh on bereaved women. I have no plans to marry a wife, and my sister-in-law is a widow. In the short term, I will be entangled with the rich and old. If it goes on for a long time, the outside world will definitely gossip. The state is different, the folk customs there are more open than in the Central Plains, and it is not uncommon for widows to remarry, so my sister-in-law can remarry and have children, and I don’t have to be alone all my life, and I can join the army with confidence.”

Qiu Yun really didn't see that Ding Yuan would have such an idea.

He looked away, thinking of Ding Yuan's identity, and thoughtfully said: "Guanzhou is a place where criminals and slaves are concentrated, fish and dragons are mixed together, military disasters and bandits are rampant. Moreover, the journey to Guanzhou is thousands of miles, and there are bandits making trouble along the way. How are you sure you can reach Guanzhou safely?"

"I may have thought about this too." Ding Yuan pursed his lips, continued to move his hands, and said relaxedly: "Risk and opportunity coexist, and Jingshui Town used to come and go with caravans from related states. At that time, I would be in great danger if I followed the caravan. reduce."

"You've thought it through."

Ding Yuan smiled wryly, so what about Zhouquan.

He works in a wine shop and earns only six dollars a month.

It is a long journey to Guanzhou, not to mention the expenses, just to say that the caravan need to manage is a lot of expenses, and how to live after arriving in Guanzhou, all these need money.

The two of them didn't speak any more, and the atmosphere froze for a while, only the candle flames danced and crackled lightly.

After a cup of tea, Ding Yuan put down the cloth towel and heaved a sigh of relief: "Uncle Yuan, it's done."

Qiu Yun collected her thoughts, and said softly: "I will wrong you to sleep with me tonight. When Shunzi cleans up the house tomorrow, I will reserve a room for you."

"Ah?" When Ding Yuan heard that he was going to share the bed with Uncle Xian, his melancholy dissipated, and he became nervous: "Uncle Xian, I, I can just sleep on the floor."

"I don't have any extra bedding for you at home." Seeing that he was going to evade, Qiu Yun dragged him towards the bed: "It's getting late, I have to go to Chen's house tomorrow morning, let's go to bed earlier. "

Qiuyun let Ding Yuan sleep inside.

He blew out the candle and lay on the bed. He noticed that the people next to him were avoiding him like a beast from a flood, and lay flat on the corner with clenched fists. From such a distance, he could feel the tension of the other party.

He let out a helpless sigh in his heart, closed his eyes and listened to the disordered breathing beside him gradually grow longer, and then fell into a light sleep.

I didn't know how long I had slept in a daze, when my arms suddenly sank.

He immediately woke up, and smelled a clear and faint smell of grass and trees at the end of his nose, his vigilance relaxed quietly, and he slowly fell asleep.

Qiu Yun's sleep has always been shallow, and the person has woken up from his sleep before dawn.

Gentle breathing came into his ears, he carefully moved his hands away, and left the room quietly. After washing by the well, the house of Shunzi and his wife was lit with candlelight.

Shunzi heard the commotion in the yard, held a candle and rushed over wearing a coat. When she saw the person by the well, she stepped forward cautiously: "Master, why didn't you ask the little one to come and serve you?"

"I don't have so many rules here, and besides..." Qiu Yun put down the cloth towel in his hand, saw his frightened face, and said gently: "You can call me son."

"This..." Shunzi took a peek at the face of his new boss, seeing that he looked normal and not unhappy, so he let go of his anxiety: "Yes, young master, do you want me to prepare breakfast for you?"

Qiu Yun glanced at the sky, nodded and said, "Go get ready."

Master Chen's unfinished words yesterday gave him a bad feeling, he had to find Chen He to find out the specific situation, and handed over the wine prescription to Chen He by the way.

Mr. Chen is completely planning for him, but the original owner Sheng Yuan has no talent for business, and he can't afford such hardships. In short, he is lazy and enjoys the rewards.

It is impossible for Sheng Yuan to change his temper developed over the years. Mr. Chen may not know Sheng Yuan's temper, but he is getting older and the feelings he has gotten along with for many years have affected his rationality.

But Chen He is sober, so he can't change too much, he has to take his time...

When Shunzi was getting ready for breakfast, Ding Yuan also got up.

Qiu Yun didn't say a word about Ding Yuan running into his arms, but said: "I have ordered Shunzi to prepare a room for you. When you come back from the wine shop at night, you can come directly to my place to rest."

"Wouldn't it be inconvenient?" Ding Yuan wanted to agree, but he was afraid to trouble Uncle Xian.

"It's better that you live here." Qiu Yun lowered his voice, "I'm going back to Shengjia Village tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't come here for a few days, Shunzi and his wife stay here to watch the yard, how are these two people's character? If I still don’t know, I have to ask you to help me observe a little bit.”

Ding Yuan was silent for a while when he heard this, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

Shunzi said yesterday that Uncle Yuan bought their husband and wife back, and there is a contract of sale and identity, so there is no need to guard against them at all.What Uncle Yuan said was just to make him feel at ease.How could he have thought that Uncle Xian was a lowly person like Sheng Laizi?

Thinking of the misunderstanding of Uncle Yuan, I was both moved and guilty.

After the two of them had dinner, Qiu Yun took Ding Yuan to the entrance of the restaurant in a carriage, and then drove the carriage to guard the road that Chen He must pass. After waiting for half an hour, he saw the Chen family's carriage slowly driving out.

He got out of the carriage and sat in Chen He's carriage, seeing the 'brother-in-law' with black eyelids: "Why are you so tired?"

Chen He yawned, and said with a bitter face: "This year's harvest is generally not ideal, and the tenants who have such good things clamored for a rent reduction. I am inexperienced, and the villagers led by the troublemakers blocked me in Xiashan Village. Last night Come back at three o'clock."

"Why don't you get an experienced steward to help you?"

"I've mentioned this before, but those old things don't agree with the rent reduction, and even went to my house to find my father crying, saying that my young master is ignorant, and calling me a prodigal son both openly and secretly!"

Chen He got angry when he mentioned it: "Just now my father reprimanded me a lot, saying that I am still young and should listen to those shopkeepers more. But I have inspected several times, and this year's harvest is really not impressive. , the tenants will definitely make trouble."

"Then how do you plan to solve it?"

"What else can I do? I can only do this first." After Chen He finished speaking, he asked the groom to find a restaurant: "It happens that I don't want to go to the rice shop today. Brother-in-law, you can have a drink with me."

Speaking of wine, Chen He thought of another thing: "Brother-in-law, I remember your wine can be unsealed, why didn't you bring me a jar?"

"Didn't you drink it?" Qiu Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "Ping An brewed it himself, and I sent it over yesterday."

"No..." Chen He thought of the wine glass in front of his father during the meal, and laughed angrily: "My nephew brewed the wine himself, but my father swallowed it without even saying a word?"