After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

Early in the morning, just after dawn, what woke Dong Chuanlin was not a dream, not a hope, let alone love.

Rather!That stinking plague god of Zhuohua deliberately made loud noises.

Every sentence is ironic. Although he didn't mention his name, it is estimated that a fool can hear the target in his words.

"Mrs. Han, it's already high in the sun. Please hurry up to eat, so that Han Song can leave early. The border war is urgent, and we can't allow this trivial matter to be delayed by irrelevant people." Zhuohua pretended to respect with a voice that was three points higher than usual, Every sentence makes people feel awkward.

Aunt Han said displeasedly: "There are still people sleeping in the room, why are you so loud? I'm not old enough to be deaf yet!"

"Your junior doesn't mean that." Zhuo Hua's tone was cold: "Ruyi, Mrs. Han's appetite is low, so go and sing a song to cheer you up."

"Yes." In response to his soft female voice.

"No!" Aunt Han said sadly: "I have retreated again and again, blocking the consequences of being lonely and dying, and now you are even stopping me from saying goodbye to my son?!"

"How would you dare, junior." Zhuo Hua said with a strange air: "If you say goodbye to Han Song, I won't interrupt, but you are now? Because his laziness and snoozing delays time, can he take responsibility? "

"Zhaohua, you—"

Zhuohua interrupted Han Song, and said bluntly: "If you arrive one day late, there will be three brave soldiers missing at the border, and the people will be more dangerous. Thousands of soldiers and people will not be able to sleep well. Compared with this, You must understand which is more important, right?"

His words fell, and no one answered.

When Dong Chuanlin was dressing, Aunt Han scolded in a low voice: "Song'er, don't be confused!"

"Mrs. Han!" Zhuo Hua stopped her words sharply, and said, "You must not be confused, the best choice is to leave as soon as possible."

"Choose a fart." Dong Chuanlin pushed the door out, yawned and sat between Aunt Han and Han Song, pointed to the outside of the house and said, "You still have the nerve to say it, where is the three poles in the sun?"

The sky outside was gray, just like Dong Chuanlin's mood.Obviously he has accepted and is ready to part, but he still has to be reminded again and again. If the old master hadn't always said to think twice before acting, he would have to get up and get angry.

He can't beat him in a fight, but he is confident that he can win when he quarrels.

But Dong Chuanlin thought a little bit, and offending Zhuohua would do him no good, Aunt Han, especially Han Song, and he didn't need to take such a risk for this little thing.

"If you can't tell the difference between day and night, you can go back and ask your mother when you wake up in the morning. It seems a bit uneducated to embarrass people here." After Dong Chuanlin finished speaking, he leaned lazily on Han Song's shoulder Then let the person behind him arrange his hair and clothes.

"Dong Chuanlin, don't be too presumptuous, you have no place to speak here."

"Hey," Dong Chuanlin exclaimed, "Whether you can speak or not has to be approved by you, the official is quite big."

If Zhuo Hua had a few beards, they would be raised up really high at this moment, with the corners of his mouth sticking out to the sky.What surprised him was that Zhuo Hua held back and didn't utter a word to refute. Instead, he nodded politely and said, "Mrs. Han, little brother Han, there's no need for breakfast to be cold anymore. Hurry up." A little threat removal would be nice.

Aunt Han sighed as she looked at the rich and varied food on the table, and refused to move her chopsticks for a long time.

Zhuo Hua, who had extremely poor eyesight, still stood there in a daze, staring at Aunt Han, as if she didn't move her chopsticks and ignore her eyes.

Dong Chuanlin Bai glanced at him, smiled and took a fluffy white flour steamed bun into the opposite bowl, and said, "This steamed bun looks delicious, Aunt Han, please try it first."

"Oh, it's good." Aunt Han was afraid of conveying her low emotions, so she hurriedly withdrew her bitterness and smiled. She took a small bite, chewed it carefully, and said, "It's soft and delicious, sweet and fragrant, and delicious."

"It's really so delicious? Then I have to taste it." After finishing speaking, he picked up the steamed bun and wanted to stuff it into his mouth, but he was restrained before it reached his mouth.

He looked at Han Song suspiciously.

Han Songxu clenched his fist and coughed twice, then said in a low voice, "You haven't washed yet."

With a sound of "dong", the steamed buns fell into the bowl. Dong Chuanlin scratched his head and smiled foolishly. He gently poked his elbow to the side, and his voice came out from the forced smile: "Why didn't you say it earlier, you're so embarrassing."

Three different women laughed, Dong Chuanlin raised his head curiously, and then noticed the two young girls standing on the side, dressed like handmaids, presumably this was the decision made by Zhuohua Han Song out of concern.

Let his son travel far to fight, and send a maid to take care of him.

Barely a sound idea.

Dong Chuanlin glanced at Zhuohua in relief.

It is rare that the big boss is also careful, and he is so patiently urging at this moment, presumably the battle at the border is harder than he imagined.

"Accompany me to wash up." Dong Chuanlin said suddenly.

Han Song was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Zhuo Hua hurriedly stepped forward when he heard the words, gritted his teeth and said, "Now is not the time for you to make trouble."

"I have a sense of proportion." Dong Chuanlin ignored him, took Han Song's hand and said to the surprised Aunt Han with crooked eyes, "Auntie, eat first, we'll be right back."

He did what he said, and he returned in a moment.

The two sat hand in hand, their cheeks flushed and their lips glistening with water.

Under the urging of Zhuohua's eyes countless times, the breakfast was hastily settled, and the fifth steamed bun was swallowed, and Han Song went into the room to take the burden.

After hugging Dao Li with his mother and Dong Chuanlin respectively, he straddled the horse's back with his long legs and set off at any time.

Zhuohua, who was already ready for a sticky separation, was a little surprised, turned around with a chuckle and bowed to Aunt Han, and after taking another look at Dong Chuanlin, he strode forward.

With the sound of whipping, the three horses galloped together.

Dong Chuanlin looked at the door for a long time with Aunt Han, until his figure turned into a black spot and finally disappeared in the village road.The maid stepped forward to help Aunt Han to rest, leaving him alone to stare at the empty road.

The fog has not dissipated, still gray.

He twisted his fingers and turned around, muttering in his mouth: "It's enough to look back once, and look at it three times, aren't you stupid..." He was obviously complaining, but the corners of his eyes couldn't help getting wet. Buried in my heart.

……

At noon on the day Han Song left, a downpour came.Aunt Han leaned against the door for a long time, and she refused to leave no matter how much the maids persuaded her. In desperation, they had to ask Dong Chuanlin to appear.

Hearing the words of the maid outside the house, Dong Chuanlin closed the window tightly and went out.

When he stepped out of the door, Aunt Han turned her head in a heartbeat, and her face was full of tears. She kept blaming God for why it didn't rain earlier. If it rained earlier... maybe it would have saved people for a while.

The longer she stays, the less regret she will have when she closes her eyes.

……

The rain in summer always comes and goes in a hurry, and the rainstorm is followed by several days of sunny days.

Ye Shuhua looked at the busy figures in the room and said, "Chuan Lin, don't clean up, take a break and have a sip of tea."

"Come right away." Dong Chuanlin replied quickly.

When he came out, he had an extra wooden box in his hand.

The wooden box was big and heavy, and it made a dull sound when it fell on the table. Dong Chuanlin blinked and asked, "Aunt Han, do you know what is in this box? I found it under Brother Song's bed."

"This—" Ye Shuhua looked left and right, and finally stared at the weirdly shaped lock and smiled: "Songer, the person to talk to, has inherited all his father's tricks."

"Ah?" Dong Chuanlin was confused.

What is it with what? Why is it related to the subject of the conversation, and it is actually related to Uncle Han.

Ye Shuhua smiled shyly, stroked the lock and said: "This lock is called a concentric lock. After the two rings are interlocked, it can be locked tightly. Unless the double rings are destroyed, the box cannot be opened."

"Then what does the peace talk have to do with Uncle Han?"

"On the day I married your Uncle Han, he locked up my tangled hair and my red hijab, saying that he would wait until the hair was gray before breaking the lock." Aunt Han paused and sighed. , and said: "Unfortunately, your Uncle Han didn't wait until his gray hair turned gray. I asked Song'er to break the lock when he was seven days old. He probably remembered it by then."

"It turns out that there is still such a relationship..." Dong Chuanlin was thoughtful, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly picked up the box and walked into the house. Ye Shuhua asked him what he was doing from behind, and he said triumphantly: "I have to return it to its original place quickly." ! Wait until Brother Song comes back, and then interrogate him!"

After the meal, Ruyi brought the decoction and candied fruit, and Aunt Han skillfully drank it all in one gulp. As soon as the plums entered her mouth, the medicine bowl was immediately removed, and Huajin presented the handkerchief again.

Ruyi and Huajin are maidservants sent by Zhuohua. They are hardworking and capable, and they can tell funny stories.In addition, every ten days, there will be a horse-drawn carriage carrying the doctor from Yicaotang to see a doctor and deliver medicine, so the most worrying health can be relieved.

Seeing that Dong Chuanlin was silent, Ye Shuhua asked cautiously: "Chuanlin, when do you plan to leave? The pharmaceutical village should have urged you several times."

"I'm afraid that you will be lonely and want to stay with you for a few more days."

Ye Shuhua couldn't hide her joy, but she waved her hand and said, "I don't need you to accompany me. You'd better go back earlier. If you go later, the supervisor will really be upset." Han Song has been away for nearly a decade, and it is true that he can stay and accompany him for so long Be careful, she can't expect too long.

She said cruelly: "I think tomorrow will be a good day, why don't we start tomorrow." She waved her hand, "Ruyi, you will go to the village entrance and tell Uncle Li that he must wait until Chuanlin tomorrow before setting off."

The kindness is hard to refuse, Dong Chuanlin can't refuse anymore, even if Aunt Han doesn't say it, he should leave.He came back in a hurry, left a pile of mess and didn't clean it up, so he had to go back and make a good apology and thank you.

After telling everything, Dong Chuanlin fell into a tangle, and Ye Shuhua saw that something was wrong with him, so it was okay for him to speak up.

After careful consideration, he said, "I'm going back to the pharmaceutical village now. I think I'll quit and come back to take care of you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Ye Shuhua exclaimed: "I won't allow it! I don't need you to take care of them. These two little girls are fine. I am very satisfied and content. Go back to work and don't think about these things. What a mess."

"How can this be considered a mess?" He got the expected opposition, but he didn't expect Aunt Han's reaction to be so violent. "Brother Song and I are just a step away from getting married. I have already treated you as my mother, and I should take care of you. Besides, Brother Song is not at home now, so I should—"

His words were suddenly interrupted.

"Confused! Simply confused!" Ye Shuhua was panting with anger, and Hua Jin quickly stroked her back when she saw this.It took a while to calm down completely. Before Dong Chuanlin's heart fell to the ground, her hands were tightly clenched. She said slowly: "Don't say that you and Song'er are not married yet, even if you are married, my aunt will not allow you Give up the job in the pharmaceutical village and go back to Daishan. Songer was lucky last time and returned safely in less than two years, but who knows the ending this time. Three years, five years or even longer..."

"Aunt Han, things are not as bad as you think. I believe—"

Ye Shuhua interrupted her, and said with a bitter smile: "I understand. Before Song'er left, she chatted with me a lot, just because she was afraid that you would do something stupid, but he guessed it right." hand, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "You go back to work hard, and it will be enough to come back to see aunt once in a while."

Dong Chuanlin was swallowing hard, nodded with difficulty in Ye Shuhua's expectant eyes, and replied: "Okay... Chuanlin listens to you."

After Aunt Han rested, Dong Chuanlin called Ruyi and Huajin to one side to talk, and told the details of life in detail. He told the sisters to pay attention to Aunt Han's physical condition, and sent a letter every five days, so that they should not be missed.If you can't handle things that are difficult to handle, go to Dong's house for help.

After everything was settled, Dong Chuanlin returned home, and when Liu Yue, who was picking vegetables in the yard, saw him come in, she didn't choose the vegetables and didn't do any work, she pouted and sulked.

He managed to coax him well, but the corners of his mouth immediately dropped again when he learned that he was going to leave tomorrow, she took his hand and kept patting and complaining: "My son... why are you so stupid..."

But no matter what Dong Chuanlin heard, he felt that he was not complaining, but feeling distressed.