Chapter 1230

The countryside is calm and peaceful.

There are dozens of farmers here, who make a living by farming. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

There is a family of three in the village. Her husband is in his thirties. He is a well-known down-to-earth man in the village.

However, the man was not from the village, but came from other places. He married a girl in the village and took root here. A few years ago, he had a fat son.

These days, the man named Zhao Tiesheng cultivated as usual, but the careful woman still noticed something in her husband's heart.

That woman is just a very ordinary farmgirl, not beautiful, but she has a sharp intuition that ordinary women don't have.

That day, when Zhao Tiesheng returned from farming, the woman had prepared the meal, took the hoe in her husband's hand and asked him to wash his face.

Zhao Tiesheng smiled at his wife, his eyes full of tenderness.

The six or seven year old son was already sitting at the dinner table, looking at the food and swallowing. He was obviously hungry, but his mother's instruction made the child know that he couldn't move chopsticks until his father was on the table. At this time, he had to endure even if he wanted to eat again.

Zhao Tiesheng washed his face, and the three of his family sat at the dinner table to eat. This is also the time Zhao Tiesheng enjoyed most. Looking at the children who ate a lot and his gentle and kind wife, Zhao Tiesheng would feel very satisfied.

After dinner, the woman let the child go out and play with the children in the same village. Zhao Tiesheng was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks. The woman suddenly said, "what's on your mind?"

Zhao Tiesheng made a movement on his hand, then recovered as before, smiled and said, "No."

The woman looked at Zhao Tiesheng: "I can see that you have something on your mind. You are restless these days."

Zhao Tiesheng put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and sighed, but he was silent, and his dark face was full of complex colors.

For six or seven years, a woman knows her husband very well. She is indeed a down-to-earth person, but she is also a person who will not hide herself.

It is for this reason that she is willing to marry Zhao Tiesheng, because she feels that this is a man worth trusting for life.

"I'm your wife. You can tell me any worries you have. Maybe I can share them with you." The woman said softly, holding Zhao Tiesheng's hand with both hands.

Zhao Tiesheng looked at his wife and sighed, "the state of Tang is in danger. I am unwilling to be invaded by foreign enemies."

When the wife heard the speech, her heart trembled, and she held her husband's hand tighter.

"Are you leaving?" The wife asked, although Zhao Tiesheng didn't show any meaning, as a woman, she was more sensitive than a man.

For the origin of Zhao Tiesheng, women have long known that their husband is not comparable to those ordinary farmers. He is a man from outside. He has a lot of skills, but he is willing to stay in this small place in the countryside for himself.

In recent years, a woman has been worried that her husband will leave, because she knows that her husband does not belong here after all.

"I won't leave. You and the children are here. Why should I leave? This is my home." Zhao Tiesheng said, comforting his wife.

The woman looked at Zhao Tiesheng's eyes and smiled. Although she was not beautiful, she also had a unique style at this moment.

Late at night, the village occasionally heard a few barks.

Zhao Tiesheng's child has long been asleep, while Zhao Tiesheng's wife is still sewing under the oil lamp.

"Have a rest soon." Zhao Tiesheng threw a dress over the woman and said softly.

The woman smiled and said, "you are going on a long trip. I want to sew these clothes as soon as possible, so that you won't be out alone when you don't have to change your clothes."

Zhao Tiesheng's hands trembled and tightly hugged his wife from behind.

"I won't go." Zhao Tiesheng said.

The wife didn't speak, just silently doing what she was doing.

The days are still the same, without waves.

A few days later, a young man who left the village to wander returned. As soon as he returned to the village, he told everyone that there was chaos outside, and half of the territory of the Tang state was occupied by seven barbarians.

Zhao Tiesheng didn't hear these words, but his wife heard them.

That night, the woman sewed all the clothes for Zhao Tiesheng and quietly packed them in a bundle.

As usual, there was no change. The woman didn't mention Zhao Tiesheng's leaving, nor did Zhao Tiesheng. She lived the same plain life as before.

Ten days later, several young people in the village returned to take refuge, which also brought the latest news.

However, these young people are also ordinary people. The news they can bring back is nothing more than where the war broke out in the Tang state and how many people died there.

But even such news made many villagers in the village a little uneasy, for fear that one day, the war would burn down to their peaceful little village.

Zhao Tiesheng also knew the news, but he still did his own farm work and lived his own life.

And his wife did not mention the matter of letting Zhao Tiesheng leave again.

That night, Zhao Tiesheng lay in bed and couldn't sleep for a long time.

To be exact, he has been unable to sleep for many days.

The wife on the side also didn't sleep, and had been silently looking at Zhao Tiesheng. Neither of the husband and wife spoke.

"Go at dawn." For a long time, the wife said.

Zhao Tiesheng was stunned, "where are you going?"

The wife smiled gently, "go where you should go and do what you should do."

Zhao Tiesheng knows what his wife means, but he doesn't want to leave here. He wants to stay here with his wife and children.

But in his heart, he is also concerned about the safety of the Tang state. As a person of the Tang state, he obviously has the ability to fight for the Tang state, but he hides in this small village and only knows how to live a stable life, which makes Zhao Tiesheng's heart tangled and complicated.

Zhao Tiesheng's wife is very clear about her husband's contradictions at the moment. He can't put aside this small family, let alone the great Tang Dynasty.

If Tang state does not exist, the small village, no matter how quiet and remote, will no longer exist.

"Go, don't worry about me and my children. I've prepared the baggage for you. You'll leave here early tomorrow morning." Said the wife.

Zhao Tiesheng shook his head, "I won't leave."

The wife gently hugged her husband: "needless to say, you'd better come back early. Remember to take care of yourself outside."

Zhao Tiesheng didn't go to see his wife. He didn't want to see her cry.

Cock crowing, dawn.

Zhao Tiesheng's wife got up first, made breakfast, took out the prepared baggage, and finished all the housework.

After eating breakfast, Zhao Tiesheng sat there stunned.

The wife took the baggage and handed it to Zhao Tiesheng.

"Go quickly, don't think about it any more." The wife said, looking very calm.

Zhao Tiesheng suddenly got up, hugged his wife, and then took out a long wooden box from the corner of the room.

This is the only thing he brought when he came to the village.

From the wooden box, Zhao Tiesheng took out a silver gun, saw him carrying a silver gun, carrying a bag, said goodbye to his wife and children, and walked out of the house.

"When I come back!" Zhao Tiesheng's voice came with firmness and even more reluctance.

Behind her, the wife cried silently and bitterly, and her heart ached. She vaguely felt that her husband would never come back.