Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 1237
Chunyu Wen put down his chopsticks and held Qingli's hand, apologetically in his tone.He used to be himself, his parents were not together, and it didn't matter where he celebrated the New Year. Now he is also a man with a family, and he always feels guilty for not being able to accompany his wife.

"It's okay, I'll bring my mother to Lishui City."

Qingli made up her mind to celebrate the New Year together, and the journey between the two cities is less than a day away. The Wen family also likes excitement and reunions, unless she is unlucky and Yu Wenkun rushes to attack the city on the day of the New Year.

When the husband and wife are together, there is always something to say.Qing Li Sui Sui Nian what she did every day, Chun Yu Yan often listened carefully and gave advice from time to time.

The news of Xue Rong's death was not a secret, and within a few days, it spread throughout Lishui City.Xue Qian was obsessed with revenge, racking his brains every day to think about Yu Wenkun's weakness, and handing over the funeral to Xia He, all of which was hidden from Xue Qian's old mother, who was in poor health, sick in winter, and was confused every day , I haven't found anything unusual yet, Xia He said that Xue Rong went to Xia's house in Pingyang City as a guest, and was with her younger sister Xia Yan.

The funeral was not held in the mansion, but in a small vacant courtyard near the barracks, spirit flags and white lanterns were lit. When Qingli was carrying paper money and other things to express condolences, she saw Nima. At that time, Qingli was a major general Madame, there are a few soldiers by her side, and Nima is an unwelcome woman of a different race.

It happened to be snowing heavily that day, and Nima was holding a pot of withered flowers in her hand. Qing Li looked at the flowerpot familiarly, and she remembered that this was when Xue Rong helped Nima set up a small yard. At the time, she thought that Xue Rong was too particular.

The snow was heavy, like flakes of goose feathers, and soon, a thick layer fell on Nima's gray cotton coat and black kerchief.She was kneeling on the side of the coffin alone, crying very depressedly, Qingli remembered that she hid in a corner in order not to attract attention, and wiped her tears while burning paper money.

The pot of withered flowers was placed in front of the coffin like this, with snow falling on it, and later the branches and leaves became strips of silver frost, symbolizing the withering of fresh life.Nima took out Bing Tilian's purse from her bosom, slowly put it on the fire, and burned it up quickly.

Xue Rong once said that she embroidered a lot of Bing Tilian's purses because of him in her heart. Whenever she misses him, she is used to making a few purses.

Later, before Qingli left, she told the soldiers to send Nima home, because the moment Nima turned around, Qingli saw her bloodshot eyes and sunken cheeks.Xue Rong must have made her heart ache.

"Perhaps it is the best result that people cannot be resurrected after death."

Chunyu Fan couldn't understand his wife's feelings, and said that women are made of water. He listened, and found that Qingli's voice was a little choked, which scared him at a loss.Is it just a human life, or an irrelevant person, does life or death matter?
And now that Xue Rong is alive, can she be happy?I'm afraid I can't live freely and recklessly.Maybe she can be reincarnated into a good family.Of course, he didn't dare to say that.

"I know."

Qingli stabilized her mood, snuggled into Chunyu Wen's arms, and the two discussed the arrangements for the New Year.If old general Chunyu could not be transferred back, she had to prepare a New Year's gift. Last time my father-in-law wrote a letter and praised her for the delicious drinks. In the New Year's gift, wine and meat are indispensable.

"Major General."

Hearing a voice outside the door, Qingli quickly got off Chunyuwen and sat on the chair opposite.A smile flashed across Chunyu's eyes, his wife was not used to getting close in front of others, and always felt that letting the soldiers see would affect his majesty.

"Come in."

Chunyu calmed down and stood up.

With the major general's permission, the soldier carefully opened the cotton curtain. Hearing that the young lady was there, he kept his head down after entering the door.

"What's the matter?"

Qingli blinked her eyes, this is how her own devil always behaves, when dealing with others, keep silent if you can, and if you can't be silent, the best solution is less than three words.

"Major General, just now a Daqin soldier outside the city sent a letter, which said that it was personally signed by Major General Chunyu."

The soldier shivered, took out the letter from his pocket, and presented it with both hands.In fact, he wanted to look up at the young lady. He has been in the northern camp for more than a year, and every time he can't see anyone because of one thing or another. The brothers in the same camp are full of praise for the young lady. He doesn't believe in the world There is such a beautiful woman, so in order to take care of him, the brothers gave him the opportunity to deliver the letter this time, but under the pressure of the major general's aura, he didn't dare to raise his head, and he didn't dare to glance at him randomly.

"Really, but the word is ugly enough."

Qingli stood up and followed Chunyu Wen, looking at the words that looked like spiders crawling on it, she covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

There was a language barrier between Daqin and Dazhou, and those barbarians who could write at this level were not bad, at least they didn't draw circles on the words they didn't know.The radicals are finally written completely.

"A letter from Yu Wenkun."

When Chun Yuyan saw the cover, he guessed something in his mind, but he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Yuwen Kun's gourd. Anyway, he definitely didn't come to ask for peace.

"Subordinates retire."

The soldier was very entangled, and wanted to raise his head to take a look, but he still didn't have the courage after all. The moment he was turning around, Qingli called out softly, "Slow down."

With a voice like the sounds of heaven, the soldier raised his head unconsciously. He felt that what he was in was not a military tent, but a palace in the sky. The woman in front of him was wearing a pale pink dress, her thin waist was restrained by a cloud belt, and her hair was always in the air. The seven-treasure coral hairpin made her face look like a lotus.

"Young...Young Madam."

The soldier stammered, thinking that he had heard wrongly, the young lady was talking to an unknown person like him?In the past, when the brothers boasted that the young lady was as beautiful as a fairy, he still looked disdainful, but now he really believes it!
Qingli didn't apply any makeup, and she had a clear smile on her face. Just now, she saw the soldier holding the letter with both hands, and there were red, swollen and cracked wounds on it. Although the wound was not deep, it was not easy to heal.In the past winter, the second sister Qing Qiang always washed clothes, and she also had such a cut on her hand, and she grinned her teeth in pain every time she applied ointment.

"Well, I called you."

Qingli took out a small porcelain bottle with a wide mouth from her sleeve pocket, stepped forward and stuffed it into the soldier's hand, "This is for treating the cracks on the hands, after applying it, remember not to get it wet, it will be fine in a few days."

Holding the porcelain bottle in his hand, the soldier froze on the spot. He almost thought he was dreaming. The fairy-like young lady cared about his minor injuries. He had the urge to cry!

Going out, away from the family, usually in the camp, even if they suffer a little bit, they have to bear it by themselves. They are manly men, and they are used to it. They are used to enduring alone, and they are used to resisting. The hard man said that tears almost filled his eyes, and his heart was full of emotion.

(End of this chapter)