General, Madam Called You To Farm

Wei Ting had a mission tonight and went out again in the middle of the night.

Su Xiaoxiao once again sighed that after coming to the capital, Wei Ting was busy a lot.

"The beauty crit in the morning is gone again..."

Su Xiaoxiao yawned, grabbed a small dumpling into her arms as a pillow, and fell asleep snoring.

Before dawn, Su Mo came over.

Su Xiaoxiao cooks breakfast in the kitchen.

Seeing her, Su Mo was slightly surprised: "You slept well last night."

After experiencing such a big thing, this girl can actually sleep?

What the hell is iron heart?

"It's okay." Su Xiao said.

And can't be like a man like this, sleep until bright, hairy sleep quality is not good?

"Is your uncle okay?" Su Mo asked.

"I haven't told my father yet." Su Xiao said.

Su Mo nodded: "Later, it won't be too late to tell my uncle when he gets used to it. How is your great-uncle?"

Su Xiaoxiao cut the prepared dough into strips: "I watched it all night, and it's fine. The medicine given to him contains soothing ingredients, and it is estimated that it will take another hour or two to wake up. Have breakfast? "

Su Mo came over in a hurry and didn't eat at all.

Su Xiaoxiao said, "I'll make two for you."

Su Mo... did not refuse.

Su Xiaoxiao spread out two scallion pancakes and put a small plate of soaked radishes on the small table in the kitchen.

"Are you going to the main room to eat?"

she asked.

Young Master Hou has never eaten in the kitchen, nor has he ever eaten the scallion pancakes on the street.

Su Mo rarely showed a blank expression.

He looked at Su Xiaoxiao and saw that she was busy in front of the stove again: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'll eat this." Su Xiaoxiao pointed to the steamed sweet potato that was just brought out on the stove, "I'll eat it later, I have to make my family's breakfast first."

"I'll wait."

Su Mo sat down on the small bench.

Su Xiaoxiao said: "No need, it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Did you do it all by yourself? It's too hard. I'll pick two maids for you tomorrow. How can you take care of a family by yourself?"

As soon as the voice fell, footsteps came from the yard.

It was Wei Ting who came back.

Wei Ting carried a bundle of firewood on his shoulders.

He met Zhong Shan on the way, Zhong Shan's carriage broke down, and the old man was struggling to carry it by himself. Wei Ting took the firewood without a word.

Wei Ting didn't know that Su Mo was there, and only saw him when he entered the room.

Su Mo was also surprised. He looked at Wei Ting... To be precise, he looked at the bundle of firewood on Wei Ting's shoulder, and seriously doubted that he was wrong.

People who fight in war can endure hardship very much, but the suffering on the battlefield is not the same as the suffering in life.

Wei Ting didn't start out as a low-level handyman. He was born in the Wei family, with the halo of the Wei family's grandson, and when he entered the military camp, he was a regular army.

The young master of the Wei family is afraid that he has never done such work as chopping firewood and carrying water.

"I'm back." Su Xiaoxiao greeted Wei Ting.

"Yeah." Wei Ting looked away from Su Mo, put down the firewood naturally, and moved a small horse to sit down at the mouth of the stove.

Su Mo thought what he was going to do, and saw that he naturally took a thick sackcloth and spread it on his right leg.

His slender jade-like hand grabbed a few thin firewood, pressed it on his leg and folded it. With a snap, the firewood broke.

He threw the folded firewood into the stove and poked it with tongs.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Su Mo wouldn't have believed that the dignified young master of the Wei family would actually set fire, and it was so... so smooth.

I don't know, I thought this guy didn't fight and changed his career as a cook.

Su Xiaoxiao put the lid on the pot, took off the apron he made, and said to Wei Ting: "Big Tiger and the others seem to be awake, I'll go and see, the pot is cooking porridge."

After she went out, Wei Ting really took a serious look at the fire.

Su Mo and Wei Ting didn't have much contact with each other. Even if they met, they were lukewarm and barely communicated.

In fact, according to his age, he is twenty-two this year, only one year older than Wei Ting.

"That... I'll try it." He said to Wei Ting.

Wei Ting generously moved the pony to the side, and Su Mo sat down with a small stool.

Wei Ting handed him the tongs and firewood, and also gave him the thick linen on his legs.

Following Wei Ting's example, he folded the firewood and put it in the stove, and then poked it with tongs.

After a while, the porridge in the pot was silent.

Su Mo wondered: "What's going on? The fire is burning quite a bit..."

Wei Ting picked up the tongs casually, and spread the firewood evenly apart: "People should be solid, and fire should be hollow."

"You still understand this?"

Su Mo was too surprised.

Thinking of something, Su Mo asked in a hard-to-speak manner, "Could it be that you are just relying on these... abilities... to please my uncle and cousin, right?"

"No." Wei Ting said boldly, "I rely on my face."

Su Mo: "..."

Su Mo came here today for business, but Wei Ting's rant made him almost forget what he was doing.

The neatly dressed three puppies came to the backyard to wash up, and when they smelled the fragrance, they came in for a walk.

Su Mo has been here a few times, San Xiaozhi knew him and called Uncle Su obediently.

Seeing that there is nothing delicious, I went out again.

"Really your son?"

Su Mo asked Wei Ting.

"Ang." Wei Ting responded lightly.

"Where's the child's mother?" Su Mo asked.

He would not allow another woman to come out and compete with his cousin to be jealous.

Regardless of whether he has feelings for Su Xiaoxiao or not, this is the dignity of the Su family that should be maintained as the heir of the Su family.

Wei Ting looked out: "Here."

Su Mo followed his gaze and saw Su Xiaoxiao who had prepared a small washbasin for the three little ones.

San Xiaozhi kept rubbing her little head on her body until it was too sticky.

Su Mo took a deep breath, the guy refused to speak.

Well, he checked it out himself.

Wei Ting didn't sleep all night, and after burning the fire, he went back to the house to make up for his sleep.

He has his own room, next to Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Mo couldn't see it anymore. In the end, these two people——

On the other side, Qin Canglan woke up.

Because of taking the Anshen Decoction, he slept very deeply all night, and when he woke up, he no longer had a headache or nausea.

The general's physical fitness is really good, Su Xiaoxiao took the sphygmomanometer: "You can go back."

"what……"

Qin Canglan was reluctant to leave.

But things haven't settled yet, and it's no help that he stays here.

What exactly happened back then, he must investigate.

"Can I... go see your father and your brother first?"

Qin Canglan has never had such a humble moment. He seemed to be worried about being rejected. He added, "I won't say anything!"

Su Xiaoxiao closed the small medicine box: "Okay."

Qin Canglan went to Su Chengwu.

The father and son slept soundly. They looked fierce on weekdays, but they slept surprisingly honestly.

Qin Canglan stared at him for a long time, and his throat was sore.

Su Ergou opened his eyes in a daze, and half-awake asked, "Sister, are you going to sell cakes?"

selling cakes...

His direct grandson... actually lived a life selling cakes in the countryside...

Su Xiaoxiao came in: "I don't sell cakes today, you can sleep."

"Oh, call me if you sell it." Su Ergou rolled over and fell asleep again.

Qin Canglan turned his back to the direction of the door and put his hands on his thighs to support his crumbling body.

Su Xiaoxiao put the folded clothes into the cabinet, looked at Qin Canglan's back and said, "Breakfast is ready."

Qin Canglan raised his hand and wiped his red eyes, sniffed, and said in his usual tone, "Understood, I'll come right over."

...

Su Xiaoxiao's craftsmanship is excellent, and the steamed buns made by hand are more fragrant than those sold in stores.

But the more so, the more uncomfortable Qin Canglan felt.

The poor's child is in charge of the family early, if she is not a homeless person, why does she need to wash and cook?

Qin Yanran didn't even know how to peel the corn cobs, but she was already able to do so much rough and tiring work.

It took him a long time to find his own voice: "You guys in the country... that's what happened."

"That's not true." Su Xiaoxiao.

Qin Canglan was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Su Xiaoxiao say: "The city is much more comfortable than the countryside. In the countryside, besides washing and cooking, you have to go to the village to fetch water, go to the mountains to chop wood, and go to the fields to pick vegetables. When the days are good, the pigs and chickens are fed, and when the days are bad, the pigs are not even fed.”

Qin Canglan's heart was cut like a knife.

Su Xiaoxiao continued: "Later, the family started making dim sum for a living."

Qin Canglan asked in a daze: "Also... do you get up so early too?"

Su Xiaoxiao said calmly, "It's much earlier than this, starting at the third watch, and setting out at the fifth watch, and in the cold winter and the twelfth moon, Ergou and I have trays hanging around our necks, and we will stop at the gate of Jinji... Kam Kee, the biggest dim sum shop in our town. Ergou shouted loudly, 'Selling cakes—', 'Sweet and sweet wife cake—'. I'm fat, and I carry the ice cream. Ergou is thin and wears thin clothes. Frostbite all over the back of the hands and ears."

"I asked Ergou, do you like to sell cakes? Ergou said he likes it. Because the cakes are sold, you don't have to go hungry anymore."

Qin Canglan finally couldn't control it any longer, and the hot old tears smashed into the bowl.

...

Su Mo arranged two carriages.

Qin Canglan sat in the carriage in front, and he and Su Xiaoxiao sat in the second carriage.

"The words you just said... are all true." Su Mo said.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at him suspiciously, and realized that he was referring to his "complaint" to Qin Canglan at the dinner table.

She said, "Didn't you investigate it?"

Su Mo said, "It was investigated."

But listening to other people's reports is completely different from listening to her own words.

During the whole process, she didn't complain, and she didn't mix any grief and anger, but the more she understated it, the more shocking it was.

——How much hardship did he go through to be so calm when he mentioned it?

Su Xiaoxiao told the news from Wei Ting's investigation.

Su Mo frowned slightly: "What do you mean... Qin Che has most likely discovered his uncle, and deliberately found a pretense to divert his great-uncle away, and then sent someone over—to investigate or—"

Silence.

He didn't say the last two words.

He doesn't have to say it.

Su Xiaoxiao also considered this possibility.

"Then why didn't he do it?" Su Mo was puzzled.

Su Xiaoxiao said lightly: "Isn't this Qin Canglan coming? Do you do it in front of Qin Canglan, for fear that Qin Canglan won't recognize him?"

Su Mo nodded: "Can you see what that person looks like?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head: "No, Wei Ting said, he has been wearing a bamboo hat and covered his face."

Su Mo pondered: "I'm afraid this matter is not so simple."

——

The Protectorate of the State.

Qin Che sat in the study all night.

At dawn, someone finally came to report—the old man was back.

Qin Che looked at the light coming in from the window lattice, and suddenly felt a little dazzling.

"Grandpa, Grandpa?"

The boy called out twice.

Qin Che recovered: "What did you just say?"

The little servant was taken aback by Qin Che's sudden sluggishness with a strange look in his eyes, and said tremblingly: "Old, old man is back, waiting for you in the study."

"It's finally here..."

Qin Che smiled madly, and the little servant's face turned pale with fright.

What's the matter with your grandfather today?

Qin Che brushed off his wide sleeves, stood up, and tidied up his clothes in front of the bronze mirror.

He smiled and asked the servant, "I look so rude when I look like this?"

The little servant Zhang Er was puzzled: "No, it's not rude, it's good!"

Generally, the grandfather of the country only pays so much attention to appearance when he is in court.

"Let's go."

Qin Che said with a smile.

He walked casually to Qin Canglan's study.

The bag on Qin Canglan's forehead hadn't faded yet, but it was Su Chengyi who had knocked it.

Qin Che respectfully bowed: "Father."

Qin Canglan said to the servants in the room, "You all step back!"

"Yes."

Everyone obediently backed out, and the last person did not forget to close the door for the two of them.

Qin Canglan is not a person who likes to beat around the bush. This is probably a common problem of many generals. He is too upright and disdains to play tricks.

Except for war.

Qin Canglan sat down in the main seat, and his eyes fell coldly on Qin Che's face.

"Don't call me father, I already know."

boom--

There was a thunderous explosion in Qin Che's mind.

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