Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

"Chi Heng Qinghe Childhood Chapter. Bamboo Horse Green Plum"

Zhenguo Grand General's Mansion, Xiuchun Courtyard, the sun is clear and cold, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard hang their heads and are not very energetic.

Xiao Qinghe lay on the window and looked out curiously, with a childish voice: "Nurse, is the lady next door born?"

She was born smart and learned to speak early, with sharp and clear articulate words. Her small face was paler than the snow that is often seen in winter, and she was so white that one could see the symptoms of illness at a glance.

Even in the inner room where the ground dragon was burning vigorously, he was wearing an extremely thick and expensive cloak, with pine needle-like fox fur around his neck, neatly circled around his neck, making his face even smaller.

Li Ying, who was called "Nurse", was young and beautiful, with a gorgeous complexion, she handed the hand warmer to her, and said softly, "Not yet."

Knowing that she is smart and can understand a lot of words at such a young age, Li Ying said with emotion: "Difficult labor."

Whether this level can be overcome is still in the mirror.

She secretly prayed for Mrs. Chi who suffered a great crime next door.

Qinghe blinked, hugging the blue and white tangle of branches tightly sadly.

She understands the meaning of "dystocia". Dystocia means difficult labor.It's okay to give birth smoothly, but if it doesn't, both adults and children are in danger.

Her mother was desperate to bring her to this world, so she left early.

Thinking of her mother, her eyes turned red, and she silently hoped that the wife next door would give birth to the child soon.

According to the wet nurse, Madam Chi and A Niang are very good friends.

A Niang's friend, even if she has never seen the other person, she still thinks it is a good one.

The more good people the better.

She coughed twice, awakening Li Ying who was praying for blessings.

"Miss, don't bother, just go to bed."

"Do not."

She shook her head: "I want to wait for the good news from the next door before going to bed."

She doesn't have a mother herself, and she doesn't want to see other people's children lose their mothers. Besides, that lady is a friend of her mother, and she is a daughter, so she should take care of her mother.

Unable to resist her, Li Ying hurriedly went to the back kitchen to make some hot soup.

She fed it with a spoon, Qinghe opened his mouth and drank it obediently, his eyes were still looking out of the window.

She was drowsy after waiting in the afternoon. She was really small and weak, and her spirit was not strong enough. She lay down by the window very sluggish, her attitude remained stubborn, as if she really wanted to wait until she gave birth to a child before she would rest.

Not long after Li Ying went out, she hurried back with easy steps, and said with a smile: "I gave birth, I gave birth, I am a young master!"

little son.

Oh.

It's a younger brother.

Qinghe nodded: "How is Mrs. Chi?"

She first asked Mrs. Chi how she was, and Li Ying felt relieved for her kindness: "It's a false alarm, just take care of it afterward."

"That's good." She yawned.

Li Ying took the hand warmer she handed over, and found two Mrs. Tang for her to put on the bed where she was going to sleep.

After the quilt was laid and warmed up, he carried her to the bed.

The quilt was warm, but Qinghe's limbs were still cold after lying down for half an hour. She opened her eyes and said softly, "Nurse, can I have a cat to sleep with me?"

Knowing that she was too cold to sleep, Li Ying felt sour: "Yes, of course, what color do you want the lady to be? White, yellow, black, and flowers. There are many different colors of cats."

"I want orange."

"Why orange?"

"Because of the warmth of orange."

"Okay. There will be. Miss will have a cat when she wakes up."

Qinghe smiled at her.

She closed her eyes obediently, even if it was cold, she didn't want to curl up, she tried to lie as flat as possible, thinking about the warm cat, and fell into a deep sleep.

Not daring to disturb her, Li Ying went out lightly, soaked her palms in hot water, returned to her room and sat in front of the bed to continue watching.

Qinghe couldn't sleep well. In her dream, she seemed to be thrown in a place of ice and snow. She held back her silence, not knowing that the wet nurse sighed softly and held her palm to warm her ice-like little feet.

Li Ying has never seen such a sensible and tenacious child.

It is said that the children of the poor are in charge of the family early, and the young lady was born in the General's Mansion, so she cannot be said to be poor, but compared with the children next door, she is indeed a serious 'poor'.

Those who are needy in love.

Thinking about Miss's serious and minor illnesses in the past two years, how many times she almost died, and thinking about her deceased wife, Li Ying's tears almost fell down.

As the name suggests, Li Yingren is a woman as gorgeous as cherry blossoms. Looking at the child nestled in the quilt at this moment, it seems to predict the suffering she will suffer in the years to come.

She tucked in the quilt and guarded it dutifully, not daring to slack off.

After waking up, Qinghe saw the orange kitten sleeping soundly in the nurse's arms, and asked pleasantly, "Can it warm me?"

"can!"

After the cat was trained and taught well, Li Ying was willing to rest assured to let her sleep in his arms.

It's nothing more than a cat, but Qinghe is like the best baby, happy for half a month.

Whenever Li Ying teased her about this, she would smile shyly, her clear eyes were full of pure innocence at this age.

But her days in Xiuchunyuan were still too boring.

Compared with Xiuchunyuan, the next door is really lively.

From spring to winter, the orange kitten grows into a big fat cat that can eat and sleep. When the cat grows up, it will always be woken up by freezing at night.

It was really too cold in her arms, so cold that the cat couldn't stand it.

Qinghe softly put it to sleep by her feet.

A live fat cat is better than Mrs. Tang, it purrs and hypnotizes it when it sleeps.

Qinghe was three years old this year.

On her birthday, her fat orange disappeared.

She suspected that the orange cat had climbed up and ran to the next door, and asked the wet nurse to send someone to look for it, but they couldn't find it.

An hour later, my aunt, who was also her stepmother, set foot in the Xiuchun Courtyard in person.

The orange cat, which was still alive and kicking in the morning, was skinned and turned into a fur mat for the chairs in winter.

Xie Zhezhi, the mistress of the house, brought the mat to his niece with a hidden smile, not afraid of scaring her, maybe just to scare her.

"The little bastard ran around and scratched, and it would be bad if it hurt people. Mother will help you discipline it. You like it, and you can take it with you every day from now on. How nice it is."

Li Yingren, who was standing a few steps away, could not speak softly, no matter how much resentment he had, he had to swallow it in his stomach.

She had to live well, live well, so that she could help Mrs. Xian take care of her poor daughter.

You can't offend your step-wife, if you offend her, she will have no good fruit to eat, and the young lady will have no good fruit to eat either.

The young lady's biological mother died early, and she has no mother's love and no father's love. The old lady is not friendly to her biological granddaughter, and often treats her with cold eyes.

No one can count on anyone in the huge General's Mansion, Li Ying swallowed her anger, worried that the young lady said the wrong thing and was about to rush to accept the "goodwill" of the step-wife, Qinghe was wrapped in white fur, tears rolled in her eyes: "Thank you, auntie."

With the word "aunt", Xie Zhezhi's expression changed.

She didn't pay attention to Li Ying, a servant, and approached in a low voice: "I want to call my mother, do you hear me?"

"aunt."

The child was forced to be unreasonable, Qinghe hugged her 'Fat Ju', and looked straight at Xie Zhezhi - her aunt, her biological mother's sister, the villain who killed her Fat Ju!The villain who forced her to thank her!

People are under the roof, the wet nurse had told her about it, she remembered.

She had too many disgusting emotions piled up in her heart, but the child's eyes were clear and pure without attracting dirt, Xie Zhezhi suddenly felt a little guilty when she saw it.

This pair of eyebrows and eyes looks too much like her "beautiful girl" sister-in-law.

Xie Zhezhi didn't please the child, so he left unwillingly.

After she left, Qinghe gritted his teeth not to cry.

Li Ying put her arms around her: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, miss, the nurse will find you a more beautiful cat."

"I do not want."

She said word by word: "I don't want cats anymore until I grow up."

"..."

This child was too smart and too sensitive, causing Li Ying to worry for many days.

"Nurse."

Sitting on a round stool, Li Ying sewed new clothes for her, and raised her head when she heard the sound, "What's wrong, Miss?"

Qinghe looked worried: "Will you be like Fat Ju?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Ying was pricked by the tip of the needle, and tiny drops of blood rolled out from her fingertips. She didn't care about cleaning up, and reached out to grab her young lady to her side: "No."

She solemnly said: "Nurse will accompany you for a long time, and accompany Wanwan to find the person who is willing to protect you with his life."

"Protect me with your life?" Qing He said seriously, "Like A Niang?"

Li Ying smiled and patted her head: "Yes, it's not true, but a person who is willing to risk his life to protect Wanwan must be born with a chivalrous heart."

"Auntie is a great hero."

"Yes, Madam took her life to protect her child. She is a well-deserved hero."

She said softly: "Miss, you will understand when you are so smart. Before you grow up, the nanny will be by your side well, and she won't run away suddenly one day so you can't find it."

"Nurse, I dreamed about Fat Orange."

"and then?"

"I will protect you well."

Li Ying was moved and wanted to cry: "Okay, okay Wanwan, don't rush to protect the nanny, you have to grow up slowly..."

"Growing up slowly, my 'fat orange' will still die, maybe one day I will become like a fat orange!"

She became emotional, her little face was frighteningly pale.

After such a fuss, I developed a high fever that night and had a nightmare. In the dream, there were bloody and skinned orange cats.

No matter how smart she is, she is still a child who cannot stand being frightened.

But fortunately, she let it out and didn't hold it in her heart anymore. Li Ying watched her and fed her half-month medicinal soup, and her sick body improved.

Flash forward a few years.

In March of Yangchun, the six-year-old General Chi of Zhu Guo's General's Mansion was waving a big knife in the courtyard. The small man, holding a knife weighing more than ten kilograms, danced like a wild wind.

"Aheng! Quick, quick, second brother caught a rabbit for you!"

rabbit?

In Xiuchun Courtyard, eight-year-old Qing He sat in the courtyard and listened to the sound from the other side of the wall, wishing that his ears would perk up.

Six-year-old Chi Xiao threw the general knife to the servants: "Rabbit?"

The tone is crisp and full of vitality. I haven't seen him, Qinghe guesses that someone with such a voice must be very good-looking.

Because such a sound makes people naturally think of spring full of vitality.

"I don't want a rabbit." Chi Heng patted his sleeves, and a servant handed her a towel, and wiped it twice. She raised her eyebrows: "I want a big dog! A wolf dog!"

Mrs. Chi, who was sitting in the yard eating melon seeds, heard her daughter's righteous words, and hummed softly: Silly child, it would be bad to be bitten by a dog if you are so arrogant.

"What kind of wolfdog do you want?" The second son, Chi Ai, excitedly held a little gray rabbit and offered it as a gift: "Aheng, look at how cute this rabbit is."

"Hmph, who cares about little furry animals?"

On the other side of the wall, Qinghe thought in frustration: Me, I just like small furry animals.

What she wanted, what she didn't dare to want, was what no one even wanted when they came to her door.

She looked gloomy, hugged her knees wronged, and began to feel desolate and lonely because she couldn't find a friend to play with.

The children of Wenchen's family thought she was weak and were afraid of being overwhelmed by her. The peers of the general's family looked down on her frail body and often called her "sick child" behind her back.

Qinghe frowned.

I have been lonely for many years, I could bear it before, why can't I bear it now?

She was annoyed at herself.

Liuqin and Liuse walked over one after the other: "Miss, it's time to drink the medicine."

The Chi and Shen families are both generals, and during this period of time they have been fighting for the title of 'leader of the generals', separated by a wall Qinghe often heard General Chi scolding his father.

In fact, Qinghe really hoped that the two families would fight, so that she could meet the little general next door.

She has listened to the corner for several years, and she likes the rambunctious child very much.

Like the newly sprouted branches in spring, the sun rising from the east.

Just listening to his voice, she felt that her heart was buzzing.

She was thinking about Chi Heng, the six-year-old Chi Heng couldn't stay idle, and was thinking about whether to 'visit' her neighbor by the wall.

A few days later, Chi Yan came to the door to argue with Shen Yanen, followed by a little tail.

That was the first time Qinghe saw Chi Heng, and General Chi hid behind General Chi and made a face at her.

Full of aura, childish and cute.

She is more energetic than she imagined, with handsome eyebrows and eyes.

It was the first time Chi Heng saw the "sick child" that his friends were talking about, and when he went home, he leaked the truth, and praised Mrs. Chi that the young lady next door was good-looking.

The second time Qinghe saw her, he caught up with his father and had a fight with General Chi. His father received a punch from General Chi on the left cheek, and General Chi received a slap from his father on the chest.

On the same day, when he learned that his father had been beaten, Chi Heng jumped over the wall and ran to the Xiuchun Courtyard next door, and dropped a dead bird at Qinghe's painting table while no one was there.

The bird lay motionless on the table, Qinghe felt fresh: "Is this a gift from you?"

Chi Heng was startled, thinking that this person looks good, but he has a thick skin, didn't he see that she was bullying her!

She put on a tiger face: "Scared you, understand? Why don't you cry? I won't bully you when you cry."

"Why am I crying?"

Afraid of saying the wrong thing and making her angry, Qinghe thought for a while: "It's just a dead bird. If you are born as a general and are afraid of even a dead bird, what face do you have to say you are a general's child?"

She said this to praise Chi Heng, but Chi Heng didn't have as much thoughtfulness as her. He just wanted to not scare anyone, so he was so angry that he accidentally fell down when he climbed over the wall and broke his leg unfortunately.

She screamed so badly, Qing He stood in the courtyard and looked at the wall worriedly: "How are you?"

Chi Heng endured the tears that welled up in his eyes, and acted bravely: "Xiao, I'm fine! Worry about me!"

She obviously couldn't even stand up, and she was still so arrogant.

It is full of confidence to be fierce.

Qinghe looked disappointed, and sighed slowly: making friends is really difficult.

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The author has something to say:

In the end, the nanny was still unable to accompany Qinghe for a long time. Later, Chi Heng not only gave Qinghe the rabbit and cat, but almost took her life.

Oops, let’s just write this, I think I’m complete.In the future, I will add new episodes if I want to write.

After all, this book is still written around love, I hope cute people will like it.

It took many months to write this book, thank you for your support and company all the way, I am familiar with the nicknames of many readers in the comment area.Really, thank you for every time you take the trouble to leave a message of encouragement seriously.thanks, thanks!