Chapter 126

"Alas. It's only four words to fix the fetus and raise the fetus, but I don't understand anything like this. My eyes are black. " But parents and husbands are not around. Although parents in law are good, they are always not open in front of them. One is too serious, the other is too nervous

At the moment, the frost on Fu Yun's eyebrows had already disappeared: "if you don't understand anything, just ask. You can't get out by yourself. Isn't the servant girl a runner? My family will not be blown to the south of the Yangtze River. "

"Miss yun'er is really a knife mouth and tofu heart." Gong Yueyue flatters the iceberg beauty on his mouth and doesn't forget to fill a bowl of soup for each other. It's harmless to have a good relationship with this rare surgeon, whether it's for yourself or for the six aunts who are also afraid of pain.

"Wait, you can't eat this." Fu Yun suddenly stopped Gong Yueyue who wanted to put a piece of chicken in his mouth“ In the future, you should be careful when you eat, especially when you eat in these restaurants. Remember to remind those stores not to put these taboos for pregnant women in the side dishes. " Then she pointed to the finely chopped turtle meat on the plate.

Gong Yue said fearfully, "mm-hmm! I remember. "

Xiaomei and Tian Hai on one side also nodded like mashing garlic“ I remember, too. "“ So are the small ones. "

After the banquet, pan Zhuqing should return Fu Yun to her lonely little house.

In the carriage, he always looked at her with a meaningful smile, and finally couldn't help asking, "you don't seem to hate her now?"

Fu Yun replied bluntly, "I heard that she was a demon. Now it seems that she is just a little lady who is infatuated with her husband. When it's time to put down prejudice, why don't I hold it? " Once thought she intended to seduce pan Zhuqing, but now found that it was just his wishful love. She Fu Yun has always been clear about kindness and resentment. Naturally, she will not have any resentment against her.

Pan Zhuqing smiled and shook his head: "sister yun'er's fickleness really amazes me."

Fu Yun couldn't smile at all. He looked serious and sincere and said to him, "brother Zhuqing, yun'er is best at cutting bad things with a knife. You can say that this is fickle, but I think that if some things grow on your body, it doesn't matter if it's good for yourself. If it's not good for yourself, it's better to cut them off as soon as possible. Otherwise, let it breed and spread, confuse the mind and destroy the five internal organs. At that time, it will be difficult for the god Buddha to save. "

However, these words attracted more wanton Laughter: "ha ha ha, that's good. But I never ask for God and Buddha, but only believe in myself. "

Fu Yun stopped talking. Because she felt that the man sitting opposite had lost his mind.

On the other carriage in the opposite direction, Gong Yueyue's master and servant kept laughing and laughing all the way.

Xiaomei said, "Miss, Fu Yun looks cold and has a good heart."

Gong Yueyue took a plum blossom branch in his hand and tapped her head: "I told you not to judge people by appearance, didn't I?"

Xiaomenu said angrily, "don't I hate her being rude to miss?"

Gong Yueyue quickly rubbed her arm and coaxed her: "I know you protect me. When you get married, I'll prepare you an extra cart of dowry. "

Tian Haydn, who had been silly and didn't speak, came to the spirit: "thank you, young grandma!"

Xiaomei was thin skinned and blushed and played with him with a fancy gun: "who wants you to talk more! Who's going to marry you! Not ashamed! "

Tian Hai giggled and didn't speak. Gong Yueyue wouldn't let her go and pretended to be serious and asked, "Oh? You don't like him for a long time? Shall I show you to little tiger? Or do you prefer stones? Or is it Xiao Jun? "

In the dark carriage, Tian Hai couldn't hide his panic expression. He almost begged the master for mercy with a cry: "Oh, young grandma, don't mess with the mandarin duck spectrum. It's not easy to deceive a girl. Don't scare me... I... I pointed to opening branches and leaves for our old Tian family..."

Xiaomei was also afraid of her and said, "miss! Make fun of me again, I don't hurt you! In the future, people will bully you! "

"Ouch, ouch, still angry..." she stretched out her hand and pretended to scratch Xiaomei's itch, so that the other party had to surrender to her for mercy.

A gust of wind opened the window curtain, and fine snow stars floated in“ It's snowing again... "Gong Yueyue muttered to himself, subconsciously stretching out his arm and hugging himself. She was wearing the "bulletproof jacket" given to her by Zhao Changyuan. She hoped that when she missed him, she could hold him.

"Even if you are not here, I will live happily. Because I know that you who love me are not willing to make me sad. "

When the visitor got off the horse, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the sentry: "the little one is general he's family. Come and send an emergency letter to the general. Please be sure to hand it over."

The sentry pinched the envelope and said to him, "give it to me. All letters during the March must be examined and approved by the marshal. I'll submit them to the marshal first for you."

The visitor was familiar with the rules of the army. Without nonsense, he hugged his fist and thanked him: "thank you, master Jun, there is Master Lao Jun!"

The handsome tent is still brightly lit. At the moment, Zhao Changyuan is laying a sand table with several generals to talk about the art of war.

The messenger handed in the letter sent by the sentry: "marshal, this is general He Yong's letter."

Zhao Changyuan took the letter, went to the waxy He Yong and handed it to him: "open it yourself." This late night letter can be guessed by any part of your body.

Several people in the camp knew this and all held their breath, making He Yong more nervous: "Marshal... I'm... Nervous... You... Help me have a look."

Zhao Changyuan knew that he was not promising at the moment. He no longer refused him. He decisively opened the envelope and shook the letter open

Only the torch crackled in the camp. After reading the letter, Zhao Changyuan folded it silently, took back the envelope, and pulled his lips a few times.

He Yong's heart was cold: "Hey, marshal, what's your expression? Is... Good news or bad news? "

"I don't know what to say. You'd better see for yourself." Zhao Changyuan finished, covered his face with one hand and covered his unbearable smile.

This move was interpreted by He Yong as crying. As he opened the envelope, he asked with a cry, "is it... Is my wife gone? Or is my child gone? Don't do that... Is it all gone? "

Except Zhao Changyuan, everyone in the account thought the letter was bad news. Everyone lowered his head and remained silent. Only He Yong groaned in despair: "I... how can my life be like this..." half of the time, he didn't go on.

Everyone waited for a long time and looked up. He Yong covered his face and began to smoke all over. Yang Jinyi was angry and shouted angrily, "what's the matter? Eh, are you crying or laughing? I've been worried for a long time. Who can tell me what's going on? "

Holding the letter in his hand, He Yong squatted down and stood up again. It was not easy to stabilize his mood. He turned his head and cheered, "my mother has given birth to a *!"

"Ah?"“ Ah! "“ Ah... "Everyone was stunned.

He patted his bleeding face, jumped and shouted: "wrong, wrong, my mother gave birth to a son, son, ha ha ha! I have a son! I have a son! " Before the words fell, the man had run out of the account. He must have gone to his own army.

Everyone in the camp was happy for him. Yang Quanyi shook his head, smiled and said, "this silly boy is like my eldest brother when he was a father. Ha ha ha! " When it comes to the big brother whose life and death are uncertain, there is a mist in his eyes. To avoid being rude on the spot, he quickly turned his head: "what does the letter say? How did you get it? Is everything safe? "

"Everything is safe. My mother found a doctor for her to have a baby by laparotomy."

"Your little lady really has a way!" Yang Jinyi was delighted with the fake sister.

Zhao Changyuan was naturally more proud, and his eyes and lips were full of tenderness: "Hmm! She gave me a good omen. "

After a while, the happy father ran back: "ask the marshal to think of a name for my son."

Zhao white rabbit thought he was joking: "ah, you're his father. Is this kind of thing interesting for me to catch a knife?"

He Yong scratched his head and explained with embarrassment: "Hi, I, He Yong, am a rough man. I haven't read a book. I just hope my son will have an all-round talent... Like... Like you. It's better for you to give him a more elegant name than for me to cram one for him. "

Yang Jinyi also helped: "brother-in-law, just think of one for him. It also saves him from thinking for a long time. In the end, he only came up with something like a pier, a tiger and a dog... It's not easy for a woman to have a baby. Don't spoil her name. "

After a word, everyone laughed“ Ha ha ha! "“ Ha ha ha! "

"Let me see." Zhao Changyuan paced a few steps. Suddenly, the door curtain was blown by a gust of wind, and the snowflakes outside the curtain came in, causing frost all over the ground. His eyes brightened: "how about he Muyun?"

"He Muyun... It sounds good! Any allusions? "

Zhao white rabbit walked to He Yong with his hands on his back and said: "remember the year when you first hunted with me, the weather was like this, and it suddenly snowed. My master said you are good at riding and archery. You will make great achievements in the future. At that time, you were bending your bow and arrow on the horse, and he read a poem in my ear. When the wind blows and the bow rings, the general hunts Weicheng. The grass is withered, the eagle's eye is sick, and the snow is light. Suddenly passed Xinfeng city and returned to xiliuying. Looking back at the carving shooting place, the clouds are flat thousands of miles away. He was born in the evening. I hope he will inherit your father's greatness. Twilight clouds, it seems good. "

"Well, that's my son's name! Without the cultivation of Marshal and the promotion of general Cao, there would be no current He Yong. Just be the name given to my son by Marshal and general Cao! It's he Muyun! " The big white rabbit said a lot. None of the bigwigs in the account really understood it, but they all thought it was easy to hear. He Yong was naturally very satisfied.

Speaking of this, Zhao white rabbit remembered the desperate Cao Rui: "master will be very happy to know. I hope he is safe. "

When the crowd dispersed and he was the only one left in the handsome tent, he took off his robe and planned to go to bed. The cold bed and lonely pillow made him curl his mouth. Damn war! He cursed helplessly in his heart.