Chapter 452

Although Xie Zhifeng left early and came back late these days, he was too busy to touch his feet. No matter how late he was, he would go back to the government to rest, not to the military camp.

He felt that Du Qiaoyun was now sensitive and suspicious, for fear that she would not go home at night, which would make her think more.

In fact, Du Qiaoyun doesn't think much about it. She has always believed in the character of her husband. On the contrary, Xie Zhifeng thinks more about it.

However, Du Qiaoyun is not ignorant. Knowing that Xie Zhifeng is worried about her feelings, she will naturally reciprocate.

No matter how late Xie Zhifeng is busy every day, she insists on waiting for him to come back.

This day, the drum is over, Xie Zhifeng has not come back, Du Qiaoyun is holding heavy eyelids waiting for him to come back.

The seafood soup in the small copper pot in the hall has been hanging with a small fire. The bottom of the soup has become milky white, and the fragrance has filled the whole room.

Du Qiaoyun smelled the aroma and was salivating. The food she ate at dinner had already been digested. Now she felt hungry.

Although there were noodles by the fire, she could have a good meal just by putting them in the soup.

But Xie Zhifeng hasn't come back yet, and she doesn't want to eat it first. Otherwise, the soup will be turbid once the noodles are cooked, and it won't taste good when Xie Zhifeng comes back.

Originally, there was a cook at home, so it was not impossible for the cook to cook some food for her.

But it was late, and the cook had already taken a rest. She didn't want to dig people out of the warm quilt for the sake of her appetite.

Although Du Qiaoyun lived a life of calling slaves and maidservants in the second half of his previous life.

But when she was in the Zhao family, she was very miserable by Zhao Wencheng's family, and her life was worse than that of a slave.

So when she can also use the slaves later, she doesn't like to put the master's score to the people below.

Nearly an hour later, it was almost four o'clock, but Xie Zhifeng didn't come back.

Du Qiaoyun is again hungry also can't support sleepiness, eyelid heavy closed.

As soon as Du Qiaoyun fell asleep, Xie Zhifeng came back.

As soon as he came back, he saw Du Qiaoyun sitting on the chair, supporting his forehead with his hands, sleeping soundly.

Snow and wind are raging outside. Although there is floor heating in the house, it burns early. By the end of the third and fourth shift, there is almost no waste heat.

Du Qiaoyun fell asleep, cold unconsciously shrunk into a small group, looks both pitiful and lovely.

When Xie Zhifeng saw this, his heart softened into dough. He smelled the strong aroma of stew in the air. Before he had drunk it, he felt that he had become warm.

It's the life he's been dreaming of.

It's really nice to have someone thinking about it. No matter how late and tired he is outside, it's enough for him to come home with a lamp and a mouthful of hot tea.

These days, no matter how late he is busy, Du Qiaoyun is always waiting for him to come back.

As soon as he came back, she brought her hot food and hot water to burn his feet, so that his feet, which had been frozen unconscious, could be relieved. The tiredness of working all day disappeared in the hot water.

What do you want if you have such a good wife?

Xie Zhifeng sees that Du Qiaoyun is so cold that he shrinks into a ball. He is afraid that if she sleeps here again, it will be cold. He doesn't care that he is cold when he just enters the door, so he bends over to take her back to his room.

As soon as his hand touched Du Qiaoyun, Du Qiaoyun woke up.

On seeing Xie Zhifeng, Du Qiaoyun gave him a gentle smile.

"Husband, are you back? Are you hungry? You first drink a bowl of soup to warm your body, and I'll eat it for you. "