Chapter 289 I'm Going to Put You Under Pressure

This war came fiercely and suddenly, catching everyone off guard. Zhou Lang said to Brother Liu solemnly, "Although this place is remote, as long as you are in southern Xinjiang, you will be affected. Pack your bags quickly and seek refuge in Jingguo or Yueguo."

Brother Liu was so anxious that his mind was in a knot: "Okay, okay, I will notify everyone to pack their bags, and you and Nian Niang should evacuate quickly as well."

The young boy hurried out of the house, and he stood around his father and said angrily, "Dad, I want to stay in southern Xinjiang and join the army to defend the country!"

Brother Liu slapped him on the head.

“Ouch!”

The boy held his head and grimaced in pain.

"Why did you hit me?"

"What? You are the only descendant of my Liu family. War is ruthless. How can an untrained farmer like you expect to take up arms and go to the front line?"

Brother Liu was so angry that his teeth itched: "I'm afraid that no one will collect your body after you die!"

The boy's self-esteem was greatly stimulated. He argued with his father until his face turned red and he argued loudly: "No way! I'm good with a hoe! I can use a long spear! How can I be a deserter when the country needs me!"

The words were sonorous and powerful, full of the lofty ambition and high spirits that a young man should have. The colors were so bright that they made people's hearts surge, but Brother Liu gritted his teeth and sighed repeatedly.

"You should leave your parents."

Just when Brother Liu was at a loss, a clear female voice instantly attracted the attention of the three.

A slim woman was leaning quietly against the door frame, her eyebrows were as dark as distant mountains, her skin was as smiling as peach blossoms, and her rosy lips opened and closed, uttering sweet and melodious words.

"Ask yourself, is the current southern Xinjiang worthy of your protection? Instead of cleaning up all the evil deeds, you are helping the evildoers. Liu Ren, your passion is not to be wasted. Instead of joining the army, you might as well take up arms to protect your fellow countrymen and evacuate safely."

Liu Ren was the boy's name. He was as stubborn as a bull. Once he made up his mind, he would not listen to anyone else but this beautiful girl.

The woman was weak, so Zhou Lang hurried over to support her, saying with a hint of blame: "What are you doing out here? It's so cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Nian Niang leaned in the man's arms and raised her eyelids to look at the young man. For the first time in his life, Liu Ren felt a chill spreading down his spine. The pressure from a superior made him unconsciously feel less imposing.

"What do you think now?"

Nian Niang asked again.

The young boy ran over and grasped the corner of his clothes with his hands nervously. He couldn't help but glance at her secretly and tentatively said anxiously: "I will listen to my mother, don't be angry..."

Nian Niang clapped her hands and Zhou Lang immediately understood. He went back to the house, took out the package and handed it to Brother Liu. When he opened it, he saw that it was full of silver.

The honest and simple farmer had never seen so much money in his life. Brother Liu handed it over in horror: "I can't take it, I can't take it!"

The voice was trembling with fear.

Zhou Lang said in a mild tone: "These are for the elders and fellow countrymen to use to support their families in other countries. We have also troubled everyone to take care of us these days."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his chest. It turned out that it was Nian Niang who had hurt his elbow.

Brother Liu's eyes were moist and he was speechless for a long time. This is also a case of good people making good connections.

Nian Niang: "I'm not angry. You are an excellent man for protecting your fellow villagers. I am so proud of you, how can I be angry?"

These words completely coaxed the young man into submission. Liu Ren nodded firmly, like a tyrant who had been bewitched by a beautiful woman. He patted his chest and solemnly assured Nian Niang: "I can do it!"

"Then...can I see you guys again in the future?"

The last sentence made Zhou Lang feel sad again, but Nian Niang smiled softly and beautifully: "Yes."

After getting the affirmation, the young man followed Brother Liu back obediently. As soon as they left, the yard became quiet again. Nian Niang ran back to the bed and sat on it, eating dried peaches while turning pages of a book. She looked extremely leisurely.

Zhou Lang continued to prepare the medicine diligently, doing his best for his wife.

The book that Nian Niang was reading was not a serious one. It was a storybook that Zhou Lang was unable to bring back because of her troubles. Zhou Lang just flipped through a few pages and thought it was safe, so he bought it back. He had no idea that the prototype of the storybook was "The gentle King of Yue fell in love with me, and whispered to coax my little darling."

It also describes in detail the wedding night process of the heroine and the hero. Nian Niang was so amused that her laughter like silver bells from time to time made it impossible for Zhou Lang to concentrate on decocting the medicine.

The process was extremely arduous. The medicine was boiled and poured into a bowl and handed over. The man's voice was full of pity and cherishment, almost overflowing: "Madam, it's time to take the medicine."

Nian Niang threw another dried peach into her mouth and said unhappily, "Who allowed you to call me Madam? Didn't we agree to address each other as cousins?"

Zhou Lang didn't dare to speak loudly to her, and coaxed her like an ancestor: "It's my fault, you take the medicine first."

The men, no, it should be said that the ministers were extremely helpless.

Jun Lin was badly injured and he stayed with her day and night to take care of her. He was greatly surprised to find out that his junior fellow apprentice was actually his junior sister, but he was also overwhelmed by her injuries and had no time to be happy.

At that time, the minister did not care about her gender, he just wanted her to open her eyes and look at him, and to talk to him as usual. After waiting for so long, she finally opened her eyes. The minister cried for joy. Jun Lin could not forget the confusion he felt when he looked at the minister crying not far away.

He realized belatedly that he had a daughter and was overwhelmed with joy. However, he felt that the matter was not that important. As long as she was Junlin, everything was fine.

The two of them quietly changed their identities and came to southern Xinjiang to recuperate, also in hiding. The name Zhou Ri Nian Yue was also given by Jun Linqi.

The ancestor racked his brains for a long time and finally said seriously: "Let's put it this way, from now on I will be called Year and Month, and you will be called Sunday."

The ministers were curious: "Why is it named like this?"

Jun Lin said as a matter of course: "Years and months are older than Sundays. I have to suppress you so that you will never be able to turn over."

The ministers were at a loss for words, but finally agreed to her request.

Now Jun Lin is his life, how could he dare to disobey?

When Jun Lin just woke up, she had lost all her martial arts skills and her internal energy was consumed to the point of being completely exhausted. She was very seductive in her women's clothing, and was spotted by a hooligans who were tempted to attack her. Gong Qing was anxiously looking for her everywhere, but he saw her punching a hooligans and making them fly away effortlessly. After the beating, she pinched a dried plum from the basket on her wrist, threw it into the air, ate it comfortably, and then her facial features wrinkled into a ball.

The officials were worried to death, but when they saw her funny look, they couldn't help laughing.

I think she wanted to get the dried peaches, but she was unlucky and got the sour dried plums instead. Now she is smacking her lips in grievance and she didn't look cool for more than three seconds.

After the incident with the little gangster, the officials advised her to stay at home and stay at home to recuperate. She was too lazy to go out, and in a flash of two months, not only had her body recovered, but her fighting power had also fully recovered.

Now that the ministers brought the medicine to her, she was in a good mood and drank it all in one gulp.

So smooth!

As expected, only this powerful inner strength made her feel at ease.