"You really are something, aren't you afraid of getting cold? You wait here, I'll make you some warm water."
Lu Fangfang scolded him playfully, then turned and went back into the house.
She added some warm water, then brought out a small stool and had Zhuang Mingcheng sit in the courtyard.
Lu Fangfang scooped up a ladle of water and poured it on him.
"Splash..."
A ladle of warm water slid down his body.
My husband has also lost a lot of weight, and his muscles are more defined.
The little bit of meat she had painstakingly raised was all gone.
With a sigh, she took a bar of soap and began washing her husband's hair.
"Wife, let me do it."
"Don't move, sit still."
Lu Fangfang scolded him, then noticed a few more gray hairs at Zhuang Mingcheng's temples, and her tears welled up uncontrollably again.
She has a very good memory; Zhuang Mingcheng definitely didn't have these few gray hairs at his temples before.
"Where have you been hunting spies all week? Little Flower and Little Tibetan Fox have lost weight, and you've even turned a few gray hairs. What have you been through?"
Zhuang Mingcheng noticed that his daughter-in-law's emotions were not quite right; she was more sensitive than usual.
He glanced back, patted his wife's hand, and comforted her, "It's just been a few days, nothing else matters, don't worry."
After comforting his wife for a few moments, he recalled the experience.
The half cigarette box left a very faint scent. The little Tibetan fox led them to search for a distance, but then lost sight of it.
With no other option, he could only have his soldiers search for clues in all directions.
At the same time, he sent people to various nearby brigades to inquire whether anyone had seen the stranger.
Soon, soldiers discovered a suspicious fire.
The little Tibetan fox sniffed around and led them on a longer journey. Once they could no longer detect any trace, Zhuang Mingcheng ordered his men to continue searching for clues in all directions.
Using this unorthodox method, he led a company of men and successfully caught the group by the tail.
The enemy's spies also discovered the pursuing forces.
To save their lives, they fled into the deep mountains.
Fortunately, the little Tibetan fox had a keen sense of smell, and Zhuang Mingcheng led his men in a relentless pursuit.
These desperate fugitives, with nowhere else to turn, even planned to ambush the company's men at night and fight them to the death, but with Xiao Hua around, the pitch-black night was as bright as day.
Zhuang Mingcheng and his men killed three of the hidden spies and captured two others alive. One of them was bitten on the leg by Xiao Hua.
As for their company, apart from a few horses being injured, there were no casualties!
Of course, the process was also very dangerous.
...
Seeing tears welling up in his wife's eyes, Zhuang Mingcheng dared not recount the details of what had happened.
Holding his wife's hand, he quickly changed the subject.
"Fangfang, we've really caught a big fish this time. Little Yellow Dog and Little Flower have done a great job, and Fangfang, without your keen observation, we wouldn't have discovered this group of spies. You've done a great job too."
"Once this matter is completely resolved, I will recommend you to my superiors for commendation."
Lu Fangfang wiped away her tears. As she washed her husband's hair, she became curious again.
"What big fish? What are these people doing in the Qilian Mountains?"
Hmm...
Zhuang Mingcheng looked around, then waved to his wife.
After his wife bent down, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "It's related to my last trip to Xinjiang. There are even bigger fish in the mix, and the regiment is interrogating them overnight."
Lu Fangfang was stunned and forgot to cry.
Xinjiang? A giant experimental bomb?
His body trembled involuntarily. This... this was truly a "big fish," a "big fish" that reached the heavens!
Having lived in the troupe for more than half a year, she had a vague idea of what was going on. The troupe's base was located here, not only in a vast grassland, but also around something special that needed to be guarded.
These spies are really reckless, daring to come all this way.
"Mingcheng, are you alright?"
Before Zhuang Mingcheng could answer, she quickly removed her husband's hand and began to examine him carefully.
Um……
He seemed quite tired, but that other person was quite energetic.
Lu Fangfang blushed and couldn't help but spit at him.
"Cough cough, I'm fine. That dog spy can't hurt me."
Zhuang Mingcheng was embarrassed by his wife's actions, and he quickly put his hand down.
He yawned as he washed himself, but his eyelids kept drooping uncontrollably.
For more than a week, he could only catch a few naps on horseback each day because he was so tired.
Once he got home, he relaxed completely and finally couldn't hold on any longer.
"Mingcheng? Mingcheng?"
"Honey, I...I'm sleepy."
Lu Fangfang peeked out and saw Zhuang Mingcheng sitting on a stool, fast asleep.
"well."
She sighed, her heart aching for him.
The process of capturing the spies must have been far from simple, otherwise Zhuang Mingcheng wouldn't have been so exhausted.
Holding a water ladle, Lu Fangfang quickly washed her husband and then dried him with a towel.
With her arm around Zhuang Mingcheng's waist, Lu Fangfang helped him into the inner room and placed him on the kang (a heated brick bed).
Throughout the entire process, Zhuang Mingcheng did not wake up; instead, he slept even more soundly.
"Mingcheng? Mingcheng? Do you want to eat something before you sleep?"
Lu Fangfang lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) and touched his face.
After a while, seeing that her husband still hadn't woken up, she had no choice but to cover him with a blanket, turn around, and go out.
In the yard, Little Flower and Little Tibetan Fox were lying together, fast asleep.
Little Flower's tail was very long, and the little Tibetan fox used it as a pillow; drool was even dripping from its mouth.
Looking at the two little ones, Lu Fangfang couldn't help but smile.
She added some warm water, picked up Xiaohua and the little Tibetan fox, and put them in the basin.
"Meow~"
Little Flower groggily opened her eyes and glanced at her.
"Go to sleep, I'll wash you."
Lu Fangfang stroked its head and then rubbed it in the water.
Little Flower gave a comfortable "humming" and quickly fell asleep again.
After applying soap twice and changing the water four times, Lu Fangfang finally managed to wash the two little ones thoroughly.
After drying her, she picked up the little flower, brought it close to her nose, and smelled it; it smelled wonderful.
Holding one in each arm, Lu Fangfang placed them on the wooden bed in the inner room.
After finishing her work, she went to the inner room to guard Zhuang Mingcheng.
Seeing that his lips were still a little dry, Lu Fangfang moistened them with some warm water.
Time passed slowly, and seeing that her husband still hadn't woken up, she had no choice but to go to the yard and take down the pot of stewing meat.
Back in the inner room, she sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and continued to watch over Zhuang Mingcheng.
Soon, it was 11 p.m.
Looking at Zhuang Mingcheng on the kang (a heated brick bed), Lu Fangfang hesitated, wondering whether to wake him up to eat something, when a muffled thud suddenly came from outside.
"Bang!"
Where to fire?
Zhuang Mingcheng, who was on the kang (a heated brick bed), jumped up.
Instantly, his mind cleared; something must have happened within the troupe.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com