These little things cannot affect the young couple.
After seeing off the onlookers, the two returned to the study and continued studying.
Wei Jianguo is very smart and learns things quickly. Song Shuqian comes every night to teach him something. Sometimes it was high school courses, sometimes he just didn't understand the knowledge.
I'm currently teaching history.
"Using copper as a mirror, one can adjust one's attire; using history as a mirror, one can understand the rise and fall of things; reading history can make one wise, and knowing the past can help one learn from the present." Song Shuqian believes that history is a precious treasure left by our ancestors.
Be sure to study history.
It was also thanks to her gourd space that she could put enough books in it.
The two of them were very careful when studying, and always kept books on the table to use as cover.
Next day
The two got up early and went up the mountain to collect mountain products.
This was Song Shuxi's first time there, and she was particularly happy. She changed her clothes early, had breakfast, and waited for Wei Jianguo.
It was rare to see his wife showing such a childish side, Wei Jianguo found it very fresh and cute.
The two men rode their bicycles to a mountain a little farther away from the army, where there were more wild animals.
Song Shuqian was so filled with joy at going up the mountain that she didn't even feel the bumps on the bike.
Wei Jianguo carefully checked the surroundings and made sure that no one saw it before letting Song Shuxi put the bicycle away. "Wife, follow me. If you can't walk anymore, come up and I'll carry you."
Song Shuqian snorted, "I am no longer the person I was yesterday. After we got married, you forced me to train every day. Now I'm very good."
Wei Jianguo found it funny. His wife's talent in studying was just as strong as her talent in sports. After training for so long, she could barely run 5 kilometers. He now only teaches methods of saving lives, especially those for dealing with men, which are all done with dirty tactics, mainly using the element of surprise.
During this period of time together, he also discovered that his wife especially likes to be praised, and every time she is praised, she looks at you with sparkling eyes.
The reason why Song Shuxi persisted in exercising for such a long time was entirely due to Wei Jianguo's praise.
The two walked carefully up the mountain. Wei Jianguo patiently taught Song Shuxi some useful experience in walking in the mountains, such as what kind of road surface is slippery, what kind of grass is poisonous, which grass can stop bleeding, etc.
Song Shuqian listened very carefully. Since Wei Jianguo didn't have time, she really wanted to go to the mountains to collect them by herself.
She also plans to learn some pharmacology when she has time. She doesn't seek to be very advanced, but just wants to know the most basic things. For example, if you have a sore throat, you can drink honeysuckle and puffed tamarind; if you accidentally get injured in the mountains, you can crush the dandelion leaves and apply them to the affected area.
"Rabbit", Song Shuqian's sharp eyes saw a gray rabbit that couldn't run away.
Wei Jianguo's hands were quick, and almost at the same time as Song Shuqian's voice, a small stone flew out, and the rabbit fell to the ground, lifeless.
"You are so powerful that you can even use hidden weapons." Song Shuqian felt that Wei Jianguo was more powerful than the generals of the Yong Dynasty. The general needs to use a bow and arrow to shoot rabbits, but Wei Jianguo only needs pebbles.
"Jianguo, the storybook says that the highest level of Kung Fu is to injure people with flying leaves, is that right? Can you do it?"
Song Shuqian, who was out playing, was as happy as a child, and gradually regained the temperament of the pampered daughter of the general's mansion in her previous life. Of course, only in front of Wei Jianguo did he make Song Shuqian feel at ease.
Wei Jianguo was amused by her funny look. He took his wife's hand and put the rabbit into the backpack together.
"Those things about picking flowers and flying leaves and making them into weapons are all nonsense. At least I can't do it. Wife, you actually read storybooks. I thought you only liked to read serious books."
"I read a lot of different things, I read anything I can find. I've been liking painting lately, so I'll draw a portrait for you next time I have a break. I'm still learning, so my drawings are not very good, you can't dislike it."
He took his wife's hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it, "How could I dislike it? I'm so happy that you are willing to draw for me. That means I'm in your heart and you're thinking about me all the time."
"You are so smooth-talking. I always hear people say that you are the cold-faced battalion commander. You obviously like to laugh very much, so why did you come up with such a nickname for yourself?"
"It wasn't intentional. I had just come back from the battlefield and didn't want to laugh or talk. During training, I always thought about sweating more in peacetime and bleeding less in war, so I was a little strict. Gradually I gained this reputation, which I think is good and dignified, so I have maintained it."
Song Shuqian felt a little sorry for the man in front of her. She had seen people who had just returned from the battlefield and could imagine his state at that time.
Change holding hands to interlocking fingers.
At this moment, I suddenly wanted to have a child.
But thinking about his own situation, he decided to wait a little longer as the Song family's troubles had not been resolved yet. It's like a time bomb that can explode at any time. Having a child at this time is irresponsible to the child.
Wei Jianguo felt very satisfied when he felt the care from his daughter-in-law.
"Come on, I'll take you to pick some chestnuts and put them in your space."
The two of them took many turns and arrived at a chestnut forest. Song Shuqian looked at the green ball of fur on the tree, then looked at Wei Jianguo, not understanding why he couldn't leave.
With a little force, he pulled him. "Let's go."
Wei Jianguo picked the person up and said, "Silly wife, this is Chestnut."
Song Shuqian knew that he was a very sensible person. She hugged her and made sure that there was no one around, so she didn't struggle.
I reached out and plucked a green ball from the tree. After looking at it carefully, I realized that it didn't look like a chestnut at all.
Wei Jianguo put on gloves for her and said, "I'll go knock down the ripe ones and you pick them up from below. These are on the ground, they are ripe and fell down by themselves, you can pick them up too."
Faced with her own blind spots in knowledge, Song Shuxi is very willing to listen to others.
Wei Jianguo did whatever she was asked to do and was very obedient.
Wei Jianguo was very fast. He would come down to pick up the trash after he finished hunting. Soon he had enough trash for two large backpacks. Song Shuqian quietly hid in the gourd space.
After picking chestnuts, the two continued walking inside.
"There are two persimmon trees not far from here. Let's go pick persimmons. I'll make you persimmon cakes when we get back and you can have them as a snack in the winter." Influenced by Song Shuxi, Wei Jianguo has already started to mark out winter supplies, storing as much as possible to ensure that Song Shuxi will not starve in the winter.
Seeing his wife so happy, Wei Jianguo was particularly satisfied with his arrangements.
He had originally planned to collect firewood today, but he arranged it for the next time he had a day off. Today, he will concentrate on accompanying his wife to collect mountain products.
This persimmon tree is growing very well. Its branches are full of heavy persimmons, weighing about a hundred pounds.
As usual, Wei Jianguo went up to pick persimmons while Song Shuqian played by herself down below.
Song Shuxi was not idle either. She started picking up the nearby mushrooms. After going up the mountain with Tiantian so many times, she almost knew all the mushrooms nearby, and could accurately find her favorite one based on their habits.
Wei Jianguo picked persimmons while looking at the little girl picking mushrooms, and felt satisfied.
He was not obsessed with the army and had thought about life after retirement, but the beauty of life now was something he could not even imagine.
After asking his wife to collect all the persimmons in the basket, Wei Jianguo once again sighed that his wife was truly God's own daughter, as God was willing to give her such good things.
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