In a twinkling of an eye, five months later, it was winter again.
He Mai, holding his nephew who has just been a month old, whispered the letter from northern Xinjiang:
" The war is raging in Northern Xinjiang. General Yan orders the three armies to work hard every day. He doesn't smile when he returns to the camp. However, every time he sees his little friend's letters, his heart is filled with joy and boredom. You may as well write a few more pages at a time. General Yan and I enjoy the daily chores.
Miss Zhong, do you hear me? Beauty Zhong said that she and general Yan like reading my letters! I wrote it. Is it interesting? How can I be so literary? LIULANG, if I were a boy, I might be able to catch up with my brother in the exam
LIULANG came over with a smile: "yes, what you write is also enjoyable to me. Since Mrs. Yan asked you to write more, then you can write it. I'll go and polish it for you."
"No, no, I have to organize the words Well What can I say? Every time I write about my grandmother and sister-in-law, it's just over a thousand words. If I want to write more, what can I write... " He Mai racked his brains.
LIULANG also seriously help her advice: "how about the business on the stall?"
He Mai Leng next, smack tongue way: "not good?"? It's like a running account. Shouldn't Zhong Meiren and general Yan be bored? Besides, they are all closed now... "
"In this way, when you write about the business you remember, you write about what you see and what you think. Next year, we are going to buy a house and open a shop in the town. It's all about you. Mrs. Yan likes it." LIULANG said.
"Yes, yes!" He Mai nodded happily, "I don't know how I'm so popular. It's just that Zhong Meiren likes my letter. Even general Yan likes it."
LIULANG touched her head, "write it well. I'll send it to you when it's finished."
Turning around, LIULANG opened the door and went out. The gusts of cold wind outside the house poured in, dispersing some of the warmth inside.
When he Mai finished writing, Liu Lang also brought out a bowl of rice soup from the kitchen, "do you want to give Xiao Hu a drink first? I'm afraid it's hard for grandma and Chunhua to come back. "
Because Chunhua's mother suddenly became seriously ill, Chunhua rushed back to take care of her these days. He Mai and LIULANG had been there twice. Today, Qin said that if she accompanied Chunhua back, she would have to show that the Lin family paid more attention to her.
He Mai touched the little tiger's chubby face in his arms and said in a pitiful voice, "let's put it down first. Do you see how well he sleeps? It's not too late to feed when you wake up and cry
"Good." LIULANG nodded, sat down and accompanied him.
In the next day, Qin came back with a dignified look on his face. He said that the mother of Chunhua was afraid she couldn't do it. It's just these days.
"A good person, why not?" He Mai felt very cruel. He thought of the way Chunhua went back to take care of her mother with tears every day just after she was born.
The Qin family said in a low voice: "all the things vomited in the daytime are green I've heard from Xu Jiang that if we find her as soon as possible, we may be able to save her... "
"Brother Xu didn't say what was the cause?" He Mai asked.
"I didn't say that. I'm afraid I had a bad body and a severe cold in the early years. Alas..." Qin sighed.
At night, when Chunhua came back, Xu Jiang and ma er helped her back.
Spring flower cry red eyes, once cried faintly, see this scene, Xu Jiang to prevent her cry bad body, then gave her back home.
He Mai and Qin take care of Chun Hua and Xiao Hu in the house. Outside, Liu Lang goes to talk to Xu Jiang.
"Could it be a plague?" Asked LIULANG.
"I doubted it at first, because her signs and symptoms were very similar to those of plague, but You know, there can't be only one person with the symptoms of a plague. If it's the plague, I'm afraid it's you and I already have it! "
LIULANG said, "but I heard that Chunhua's mother went to Manniu mountain a while ago. Do you think it's possible..."
Xu Jiang was stunned and pondered.
"I'll find out what's wrong with her. There's still time. You and wo Mai should be careful and make more of the red grass water I give you Xu Jiang asked, and sighed, "this winter, I'm afraid it's hard!"
It was in the middle of winter. Looking at the whole Zhou Dynasty, it was experiencing difficult internal and external troubles.
The invasion of foreign countries in Northern Xinjiang and southern desert continued. Fortunately, the two generals Yanxing and Ma Zhilong were well-known. Every time they went to battle, the enemy was terrified and frightened. Before they fought, they had won by seven points.
But for a time, the supply of military supplies and equipment was not enough, which made the soldiers and horses in the border areas complain incessantly. Some local officials have begun to organize landlords and officials from all over the country to raise troops to meet the needs of the frontier as soon as possible.
In the court hall, Huainan king, who used to have a good friendship with Li Yunge, advocated that the war should be put down as soon as possible to meet the requirements of the enemy countries in Northern Xinjiang and southern desert, so as to avoid the continuous war and harm to the people.
The attitude of the court to this view was different. For a moment, even the emperor was not sure what to do.Perhaps the border town has not yet felt the danger of war at any time, but the colder winter seems to indicate Xu Jiang's saying that this winter, in some places, is hard to endure.
The disease of chunhuaniang in Hongzao village was just an accident that was affected by accident, but it also alerted several people.
Under Xu Jiang's treatment, chunhuaniang's illness was suppressed. Xu Jiang took some medicine and acupuncture, and finally brought chunhuaniang back from the palace of the king of Yan.
"It's really a plague," Xu Jiang said solemnly to LIULANG. "But when people from Hongzao village, Xiangyang Village and Xiaoqing village came into contact with her, they were not hurt. It's really strange."
"Is it possible that the people in the nearby villages eat and drink differently from the people on the other side of man Niu mountain?" LIULANG guessed.
"Should not..." Xu Jiang shook his head. "It's nothing strange to eat and drink here. Even if there is, what kind of things can cure diseases and expel toxins? It's rare. "
LIULANG didn't think of a reason, so the matter was put on hold.
A letter was sent to northern Xinjiang before November, and no reply was received from northern Xinjiang until the Chinese New Year.
"Will it be Zhong Meiren who is not happy to see the mess of my writing?" He Mai guessed, "or is it hard to walk in winter and hard to come as a messenger?"
She doesn't know how to care so much about the letters from Zhong Meiren. Except for the happy things that happen with her family, the one that makes her happy most is the letter from northern Xinjiang.
"Winter is hard, it will pass. I think it's because the military posture of the imperial court has been sent down, and the morale has been greatly boosted. Northern Xinjiang has to send all the troops to fight against our army in Dazhou. The war is raging. Whether Mrs. Yan can receive your letter or not is just a matter of saying. After the war, you can write another letter. " Liu Lang comforted.
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