Chapter 900 A Person with a Desire
Madam Xu continued to sigh, recalling how, when she first got married, she had fantasies about married life, imagining herself practicing martial arts every day, enjoying romantic moments with her husband, and living a life like that of immortals.
Unexpectedly, the good times didn't last long. Madam Xu became pregnant and vomited everything she ate, enduring a long and difficult few months.
Then, her father and brothers went to the battlefield, and she was filled with anxiety. She also discovered that her husband was obsessed with officialdom and spent his days hiding in the room studying how to get promoted. Not only that, he also made outrageous claims that he would write a book.
How can someone who hasn't even climbed to a high position have the audacity to write a book about the art of being an official?
After more than twenty years of ups and downs, Mrs. Xu finally understood the true meaning of life: simplicity.
She sighed a few times, then turned around and caught Xu Da, who had been silently moving away.
The little brat dares to look down on his mother, as if she has no magic weapon.
"Xu Da, you stop right there!"
Madam Xu scolded, "After today, it will be the start of a new year. It's not right for you to keep delaying the marriage. After the marriage, you'll have two children in three years, I'm telling you..."
Xu Daru was frozen in place by a spell. He covered his ears, not wanting to hear his mother's nagging, which sounded like demonic noise.
When the Great Qi went to war with the foreign tribes, Xu Da thought that if he hid on the border and made a name for himself, his mother would not mention marriage. Who would have thought that he would run into his childhood friend, the snotty-nosed boy, and cause another incident of exchanging one city for one person.
Don't think he didn't know; he had acquired a nickname in the military camp: Xu Meiren (Beautiful Xu).
The soldiers had no respect for him and secretly called him "Lady Xu."
"Mom, it's New Year's Day today, why are you bringing this up?"
Xu Da looked at Qi Heng and Lin Yuesha's backs with a mournful expression, regretting that he had provided assistance. After Qi Heng tricked his cousin into marrying him, he would flaunt their love every day. He didn't care, but his mother was quite agitated.
The previously shelved issue of urging marriage has been brought back to the forefront.
"You can dodge the first day of the month, but you can't dodge the fifteenth. Don't forget, you've already exchanged tokens with Uya."
Before the New Year, there were many things to do in the military camp, so Madam Xu did not arrange for Xu Da to deliver New Year's gifts. Since he was the son-in-law of Wucheng, Xu Da had to show his sincerity.
A son-in-law is like half a son. At dawn, Madam Xu sent her son to pay New Year's respects at the Wucheng City Lord's Mansion.
“Mother, it’s not that I don’t want to go, but it’s Uya. Uya is injured and it’s inconvenient for her. If I go into her room to visit her, I’m worried it will damage her reputation.”
Xu Da found a plausible reason for himself and tried to persuade his mother.
"Dog, Uya is a woman and she doesn't mind, so why are you being so coy?"
Madam Xu's expression darkened, and she asked, "When you were captured at Jinyu Pass, Wuya, being a kind and righteous person, went to rescue you after learning about it."
Putting everything else aside, this sentiment is rare, and Madam Xu hopes that her son, Xu Da, will be grateful and never be an ingrate, lest he be looked down upon.
“Mother, she wasn’t trying to save me at all; she was clearly just making things worse.”
Xu Da was unwilling, and was punched by Madam Xu.
"Mother, why are you being unreasonable? Even if you want to beat your son, you should at least tell me first."
Xu Da clutched his chest in pain and said with a wronged expression.
"Why try to reason with someone when you can beat them up faster? Besides, if I tell you and you run away, I'll have to chase after you."
Madam Xu naturally thought that Wuya's actions were impulsive, but a sincere heart is rare, and Madam Xu thought highly of this daughter-in-law.
If the dog has any disloyal intentions, she, as his mother, is ruthless and impartial, and will never protect such a scoundrel; she will break his legs first.
"Aunt Xu, my cousin and I will go to Wucheng together on the first day of the Lunar New Year."
Lin Yuesha stopped, turned around and made a face at Xu Da, and volunteered to guarantee it.
She received a lot of help from Wucheng Village, and she had to go there to pay New Year's visits on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
"Okay, Yue Sha, could you please pass on a message for me? I've decided on Wu Ya as my daughter-in-law."
After Madam Xu finished speaking, she gave Xu Da a warning look.
Xu Da felt wronged. If Qi Heng hadn't been so presumptuous, his mother would never have remembered this incident.
As they talked, they arrived at the night market that Qi Heng had already set up.
The stalls on both sides are lined up one after another, all offering snacks with both northern and southern characteristics.
Lin Yuesha went to great lengths to ensure the soldiers had an extra bite to eat. The soldiers were not ungrateful, and after discussing it, they reported it to General Qi Heng.
The soldiers come from all over the country and sign up with local specialties. After going through layers of selection, the qualified people will come to set up stalls tonight.
"Young Madam, would you like to try some of our small potatoes from the Southwest?"
A soldier fries potatoes with a small spatula. The potatoes are browned and then drizzled with a chili sauce mixed with frozen cilantro. They are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Even ordinary little potatoes can taste so good.
Stalls selling secret-recipe roasted corn, fried tofu, roasted meat, large wontons, noodles, and baked flatbreads are everywhere. After the sisters and brothers from the 48 villages joined in, the place became lively.
Unable to refuse the warm hospitality, Lin Yuesha ate the small potatoes and then tried other small portions of food, which made the soldier selling baked flatbread very anxious.
The flatbread was too big; although it smelled delicious, Lin Yuesha couldn't eat that much.
The soldier borrowed a knife, cut the flatbread into small pieces, and handed them to Lin Yuesha to try.
"It smells so good, it tastes so good!"
The flatbread had meat filling in the middle, similar to the once-popular Tujia-style crispy flatbread. Lin Yuesha ate until she was stuffed, wishing she could grow another stomach.
The night market not only offers food, but also various games.
For skilled players, hitting the ring toss target every time has lost its fun.
Lin Yuesha walked to an ice lantern stall and asked the soldier watching the stall for an ice lantern.
An ice lantern is actually made of an ice bowl, with paper cutouts and ropes inside. After it freezes, the outer mold is removed, leaving a block of ice.
Simply carve a hole in the middle of an ice block, insert a candle, and you have the simplest ice lantern.
Ice lanterns are the favorite toys of children in northern China. Every year during the Lunar New Year, everyone gets one, and they compete to see who can make the most beautiful one.
Lin Yuesha was reminded of her memories and wandered around with the ice lantern. The downside was that the wind was a bit strong and the candle was blown out several times.
"Young Master Qi is a thoughtful person."
Jiang Baozhu thought that after the New Year's Eve dinner, she could stay in her room to keep vigil, but little did she know that Qi Heng had other preparations, making this New Year exceptionally lively.
If there is no war, the sound of firecrackers indicates a peaceful year.
"What would you like to eat?"
Gu Yi stopped beside Jiang Baozhu and asked considerately.
"I want candied hawthorns made from sweet potatoes."
Jiang Baozhu had already eaten a string of candied hawthorns. The pits inside the hawthorns had been removed, and the outer skin was coated with syrup, making them sweet and sour. She was now drooling over the candied hawthorns made from sweet potatoes.
"Eat."
Gu Yi was tall and strong. He casually took the top one and handed it to Jiang Baozhu.
He wasn't very good at interacting with women, and in all of this, he was just imitating Qi Heng.
The young general not only had expertise in troop deployment, but also took meticulous care of women. Gu Yi couldn't have imagined this, but he could learn from it.
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