Chapter 98

Thinking what?

Hua Yue didn't react a bit, but Shuang Jiang understood, Liu Mei pouted lightly: "Your Daliang's law, being a wives and concubines for two years without returning to the mansion is equivalent to being abandoned, what is the need for a letter of divorce? Master stupid, you You can't use this to deceive people."

Having said that, Huayue came back to her senses. Also, she has nothing to do with him now, even if she wants to remarry, she doesn't need to ask him.

After adjusting her emotions, she said while adding vegetables, "Don't worry, I don't have this plan for the time being."

The knuckles holding the chopsticks turned white, and Li Jingyun closed his eyes. The point is not this, the point is that he is trying to soften her up, but she doesn't seem to be able to hear it.

How to do? He looked at Yusuke next to him.

You Jie was eating the tofu soup, and he was so happy that he didn't lift his head.

How can an adult ask a two-year-old for help? He gritted his teeth. You have to do your own business. Everything is difficult at the beginning, and this is the beginning. It makes no sense to give up halfway.

After calming down, Li Jingyun took the dish and put it in his mouth.

Hua Yue felt uncomfortable after eating this meal. After the meal, she grabbed Shuang Jiang and asked, "How long are they going to stay around here?"

Shuang Jiang thought for a while: "The teacher's return to the DPRK has a fixed date, and you can't delay it for five days, otherwise you will be suspected of being unfaithful. They may have other things to do when they are stationed here, but it should not be too long, and you Forbearance, busy yourself to complete the list of sachets."

Huayue sighed.

The most difficult thing to face in this world is the person she has loved. If she is indifferent, it is impossible, but if she wants to be as excited as before, she will not remember to eat or fight.

As soon as see this person, can think of all the old things, good and bad, tossing and tearing together in mind. Occasionally, there is a slight urge to rely on it, but when think of this person's ruthlessness, feel that there is no need to waste this passion and repeat the same mistakes.

Two years later, Li Jingyun is still so handsome and handsome, with bright eyes, she can remember the appearance she saw on the training ground at a glance. But the arrogance in him only increased, and the moment he opened his mouth, it reminded her of the helplessness and daze of Sheng Shixiang and Yousuke that day.

Maybe everyone will encounter such a doom in their life. It's a pity to forget it, but if you want to remember it, it's a bit awkward.

Burying herself in a pile of fabrics, Huayue thought, it's a good thing to be busy, and it's also a good thing to be busy with this day.

However, Li Jingyun seemed to have nowhere to go, and was by her side all day. As soon as she looked up, she could see him, standing or sitting, holding tea and reading a book. She didn't glance at her, but she just didn't leave.

Hua Yue couldn't hold back her breath, but Shuang Jiang said lazily: "Let him go, after all, it's a guest official, and it's not wrong to come and look at the order made by others."

Is she too sensitive? Huayue muttered twice, looked at the magnanimous look on Shuangjiang's face, and continued to work.

Embroidery is a tiring job. Even if they temporarily shut down the cloth factory and do embroidery day and night, they can only embroider twenty or so a day, especially Yin Huayue's body, who will fall asleep when it can't stand the Hai.

Shuangjiang is very considerate. Every time she falls asleep, she wakes up in bed the next day, with a sachet embroidered by Shuangjiang next to her. Hua Yue was very sorry, she pulled her and said, "You can sleep with me when the time comes, you can't be tired all the time."

"It's okay." Shuangjiang looked away and said vaguely, "It's not too tired."

Embroidering so many sachets by herself, how can she not be tired, Huayue feels ashamed, and works faster, but when she arrives at Hai, she still can't open her eyes.

Just rest on the table for a while, she thought, before continuing to embroider.

Shuang Jiang glanced at her, thinking that she was asleep and didn't disturb her as usual, probably because she wanted to wait for her to fall asleep before helping her go to bed.

Hua Yue closed her eyes and thought with relief that it was not impossible to live with someone like Shuang Jiang for the rest of her life.

However, after a stick of incense, the door suddenly rang.

Hua Yue opened her eyes, and saw Shuang Jiang stood up to open the door, and a night breeze came in, mixed with a familiar smell.

With a move, she quickly closed her eyes again.

Shuang Jiang didn't speak to anyone, turned around and went back to the table to continue embroidering. The man walked slowly to her side, leaned over and hugged her.

The hand that is practicing martial arts is steady, Hua Yue thought. It was like a night when she was carrying her back to the house in Beijing. If she was not awake, she would never have noticed that she was being carried away.

The man put her on the bed with great care, pulled the quilt to tuck her in a little bit, and his movements were unbelievably gentle.

"I can't finish the embroidery." Shuang Jiang said in a very soft voice, "If you don't care, just transfer this list out, don't tire people out."

"To others, she is happy?" Li Jingyun asked.

Shuang Jiang didn't answer, she probably knew that Bu Zhuang needed this business to make a living, but after a while, she couldn't bear her temper: "It was you who was a young slut, and it was you who came to please, what kind of way is this to play? number?"

"No."

"Look at what you're doing now, isn't it a way to please people?"

The room was quiet for a moment, and Li Jingyun's voice was soft and helpless: "Master means that there were no contemptuous people back then."

"Bah!" Shuangjiang spat fiercely.

The sound became louder, and Hua Yue moved subconsciously. The two people in the room seemed to notice it, and they fell silent. After a while, the footsteps went out.

The door closed with a squeak, and Huayue opened her eyes.

She didn't expect that Li Jingyun would come here at this time, and seeing Shuang Jiang's indifferent appearance, it didn't seem to be the first time.

The two stood under the eaves outside the house, their voices still very soft.

"Do you really think that everyone is a fool? A fool is a fool who has a man in his heart. When he doesn't, he is a man. You use your romantic affairs one by one to listen to me in this place?"

"Young and frivolous."

Choked for a while by these fluttering words, Shuang Jiang sneered: "Then you deserve it now."

"There is no intention to avoid sin."

"Speaking of which, we are only ordinary people now. The ants in your hands, you have to be like this and I can't stop them, but don't rely on your power to oppress people. For these days, you can ask for forgiveness, but you can't ask for forgiveness. Just go."

"Can."

Shuang Jiang frowned and stared at him for a while, making sure he wasn't crazy, and then he pushed the door back to the house with a puzzled face.

Huayue slept soundly on the bed, she watched for a while, then shook her head and continued to embroider the sachet.

Youjie and Shi Xiang are getting to know each other more and more. Recently, they both go in and out together, eat and live together, they are busy with work, and the child is playing with Li Jingyun in the yard. Occasionally, when Shi Tong acted coquettishly, Li Jingyun would raise him above his head, making him giggle.

Hua Yue glanced up between the embroidery, just in time to see Shi Xiang stretched out two small tender hands towards Li Jingyun, chubby and a little red in the light.

"Mother." Youjie pulled at the hem of her skirt and handed her a piece of paper, "What is the word for?"

Looking back and bowing her head, Hua Yue was speechless: "Why did you start to read?"

Youjie frowned and said, "I can recite it, but I don't know how to read. If I ask my father, he will laugh at me for being stupid."

"..." If a two-year-old child who recites poems is still stupid, will the children of other families survive?

Hua Yue couldn't imagine Li Jingyun's teaching method, but she bowed her head and taught him: "This is a goose, a goose of a big white goose."

Youjie Zhanyan smiled, took the paper and ran towards Li Jingyun.

For a moment, Huayue felt that after seeing her father and mother when she was a child, the two were like this in the courtyard, one was standing to tease the child, the other was sitting and embroidering. She ran towards her mother, and she could always see her gentle face Like a smile.

She hadn't dreamed of her father and queen for a long time.

Probably thinking about it every day, after being carried into bed as usual that night, Huayue fell into a dream before she could listen to Li Jingyun and Shuangjiang Shuizui.

In the dream, the queen beckoned her to go over, touched her hair and asked, "Are the flowers in your yard blooming?"

"Yeah." She replied politely.

"Is the child still healthy?"

"They are both lively. The two children have different temperaments, but they are both considerate and sensible. When they grow up, they will be promising." She lay on her mother's knees and brooded, "You two let me live a good life in the future. I didn't live up to my expectations."

Touching her hand for a while, the mother smiled and asked, "Is it really okay?"

The throat was inexplicably blocked, and Huayue Stalk nodded with her neck: "Well, it's okay."

After waking up, the corners of her eyes were a little wet, and she stared blankly at the pattern on the bed tent for a long time before she got up and got out of bed.

Frostfall was right, the army of the class division returning to the DPRK could not be delayed here for too long. After a few days, the news of the withdrawal of the camp came, and many people in the town went to send the army.

However, for some unknown reason, she bought the vegetables and returned to Buzhuang, but she still saw Li Jingyun as always.

He changed into a blue-purple gown, and turned his head lightly, not like the one who came down from the battlefield, but like the wayward son of the general's mansion back then.

"Didn't it be discussed that when the rest of the sachets are ready, they will be sent to Jinghua?" she said.

Li Jingyun stared at her for a while, then nodded, "Yeah."

"Then why didn't you go with the army?"

"Youjie said he doesn't want to leave," he said. "He wants to stay a while longer, so I'll stay here for a while longer."

Youjie and Shi Xiang were too close to each other, and it was really hard to part. She also worried about the separation of the two one day. He said that, she naturally wouldn't drive people away.

only……

"Sir." Huayue put down the vegetable basket, "Your current status, you can have any kind of woman."

"Well." He nodded coldly, "You don't need to say that."

"If that's the case, why not look forward?"

"Where do you feel that the Lord is not looking forward?"

Taking a deep breath, Hua Yue raised her hand. This person's hand was resting on her wrist in broad daylight. The knuckles were clear, and it was impossible to ignore it.

Li Jingyun lowered his eyes, looked at the bloodstain on the back of her hand, and pursed his lips.

"Where did you get it."

Hua Yue was very helpless: "Sir, ordinary people must have bumps and bumps in their lives. When shopping at the market, people are carrying baskets. It's not unusual to turn around and pull out some traces."