Lu Wujiu led Su Jiaoniang toward the courtyard.
Along the way, birds chirped and twittered, their crisp sounds like the sounds of new life.
The road seemed exceptionally short. When they arrived at the courtyard, Xiao Ya and Fu Tu had already started their morning exercises. The two of them practiced their moves and punches on each other. Guo Shu and Guo Guo also imitated them, hitting each other once and once.
It looks rather festive.
Lu Wujiu made a gesture to silence them, then led his men back to their room.
I noticed that the woman's eyes were slightly red.
Even when she was asleep, she was still heartbroken.
At this moment, he could understand what women felt.
When he first joined the army, many of his comrades-in-arms quickly fell apart. After a war, half of the people he ate and lived with every day would be gone.
But in that environment, he had no time to react, no time to be sad. If he was injured, he had to focus on recovering; if he wasn't injured, he had to continue training and try to come back alive next time.
He took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Su Jiaoniang's forehead.
Watching the woman gradually drift into a deep sleep.
He walked out of the room and beckoned to Xiaoya and Futu.
"Your mother will be sad and upset these days, so don't make her angry."
Fu Tu nodded, his gaze falling on Lu Wujiu.
He and his daughter love their mother dearly; how could they possibly make anyone angry or upset?
The only one who doesn't understand is this tall guy.
The little girl nodded: "Then I'll make some good food for my mother. She said before that when people are sad, eating something good will make them feel better."
After saying that, Xiaoya ran to the kitchen.
The obedient and clever little girl is the weakness of the two men in the house, and also their precious little darling.
"When will you tell Xiaoya the truth?" Futu asked.
Lu Wujiu thought for a moment: "Wait, she's been exposed to the outside world and knows some things. Now... she's very happy!"
Xiao Ya is different from Fu Tu.
Although she is serious and meticulous, she is a genuine little girl.
Their thinking might be slightly more mature than that of their peers.
However, if you encounter a cunning person, like Song Qian, you can easily be tricked.
Although he was second only to the emperor in the state of Qi, if his true identity were exposed, he would be a criminal.
Even if she develops feelings for Changsheng.
Chang Sheng would still wield his sword against him as before.
No emperor would allow his kingdom to be controlled by outsiders.
even though……
Lu Wujiu shook his head.
“You should know what’s important,” he said to the Buddha.
Futu turned to look in the direction of the kitchen. He was more concerned about this home. The outside world, what regent, what peace and prosperity, none of them made people feel warm and comfortable as a family living happily together.
"When will you let the regent die?"
Fu Tu pressed him for answers.
Lu Wujiu: "The Qi kingdom is unstable. What if the regent is gone..."
“I correspond with Changsheng. If you die, I can take your place as a king of a different surname and assist him!” Futu said.
He was very confident that he could achieve Rong Zhen's current position in his previous life, and now that he was to assist Changsheng, he should do a very good job.
...
Lu Wujiu looked out at the sky. It hadn't rained yet, so it wasn't the time to beat his son.
"Once the country is stable and I am no longer needed, I will naturally step down." He never had any attachment to this position.
However, moving one thing can have far-reaching consequences.
If he were to die suddenly, the lives of those who followed him would certainly be affected. Since he had already reached this position, he had to be responsible for his subordinates and make proper arrangements for his own affairs before leaving the position.
He was never the kind of person who craved power.
There are many things we can't help but do now that we've reached this point.
These words cannot be spoken to a child; how could he possibly understand them?
Seeing that Lu Wujiu was deep in thought, Futu quietly left and went to peek into Su Jiaoniang's room.
Mother is crying!
...
He put down the book in his hand and walked towards Dr. Liu's house.
Watching Su Tong, who was studying medicine, being pushed in a wheelchair, and under Su Tong's questioning gaze, Su Tong was placed outside Su Jiaoniang's room. The window was opened, and Su Tong, with his excellent eyesight, could naturally see how uneasy Su Jiaoniang was even in her deep sleep.
What's wrong with her?
Turning away from the window, Su Tong looked at Fu Tu and asked, "What's going on, Dean?"
"Someone in the anti-drug squad died, and Mother is unhappy and sad," Fu Tu said.
Su Tong looked up.
Fu Tu continued, "If you really want to help your mother, study medicine properly, become a qualified doctor, and save all the injured people. Then your mother won't be sad anymore. You're too naive to think about getting healthy all day, about risking your life with those people, and about vying for favor."
After Fu Tu finished speaking, he escorted Su Tong back to Doctor Liu's courtyard.
Su Tong looked dazed.
He felt that what Futu said made a lot of sense.
Dr. Liu is already quite disappointed by his lack of focus on studying medicine these days.
The dean visited him several times. She was already so tired, yet she still sought him out every day to comfort him. What had he done? Why was he being so dramatic?
Su Tong fell into deep thought.
Su Jiaoniang woke up.
The sun was high overhead.
The sunlight shone down, dispelling the darkness.
Su Jiaoniang saw Xiaoya, whose hand was grabbed by the child, and she was pulled towards the pavilion, where a simple meal was laid out on the table.
Su Jiaoniang noticed that the vegetables on the table were not cut very neatly, and the knife skills were not like those of the Xie family.
His gaze fell on the little girl: "Did you do this?"
"Yes!" the little girl nodded.
"Mommy, eat more! When you're feeling down, eating something delicious will cheer you up!" the little girl said, a sweet smile on her face.
Su Jiaoniang felt healed.
She knew this path would be difficult in her past life.
They even paid for it with their lives.
If she could do it all over again, she wouldn't regret her choice.
She will never regret choosing this path in her life.
...
Sitting in the pavilion, I tried the food Xiaoya had made. It was light and slightly sweet and sour, which was very appetizing. Before I knew it, I was full.
"Mother, Xiaoya's shop has made a lot of money. Mother, please save it for me. When I grow up, you can give it to me when I get married, okay?" Xiaoya said as she came out carrying a box.
Su Jiaoniang was both amused and exasperated.
Standing to the side, Madam Xie said with a smile, "Only men can marry wives; young ladies can only get married."
"Why? Little Ya doesn't want to leave her mother. Little Ya wants to live with her mother forever." Once she gets married, she'll have to live with a bunch of strangers. Is that kind of life really good?
The little girl blinked.
Grabbing Su Jiaoniang's sleeve, she said, "Mother, I don't want to get married. I want to find a wife."
“Alright, then let’s marry a male wife.” Su Jiaoniang smiled.
She wouldn't interfere with the little one's choices.
After all, living in a familiar environment does provide a greater sense of security.
If she gets married, she won't even know if she's being bullied.
She wasn't a wicked mother-in-law. She wouldn't interfere if her daughter lived with her husband at home. Thinking about all this, and then looking at her daughter's height, she decided it was too early to worry about this; she could deal with it later.
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