Su Jiaoniang noticed that Zhang Sanzhu's face suddenly turned red, especially the tips of his ears, which were so red that you could see the blood vessels. His face, which was dark from being exposed to the sun, turned a purplish-red.
"Thank you for your help, Sanzhu. Go and get something to eat!" Su Jiaoniang said gratefully.
Sanzhu nodded hesitantly, glancing at Su Jiaoniang: "You should go eat too, take care of yourself. You've just recovered from your injury, don't overexert yourself."
Su Jiaoniang responded, and seeing that Sanzhu hadn't gone to eat yet, she looked at her with a shy and dreamy gaze, her eyes burning with passion and innocence, like a moth drawn to a flame.
Ah, the admiration of a young man! Su Jiaoniang was even a little envious of Sanzhu at this moment.
She devoted all her love to lofty ideals, and sacrificed her life for her mission and duty. But to love someone with such fervent passion was an experience she had never had before, and it suddenly made her feel a little sad!
The little girl, after waking up, glanced at Sanzhu, then at Su Jiaoniang.
Dogflower's voice came from beside her ear: "My third brother likes your mother. Would you be willing to be my niece?"
"??" The little girl burst into tears.
She didn't want to!
Her only friend wants to be her aunt!
don't want!
She ran to Su Jiaoniang's side, crying and hugging Su Jiaoniang's legs, calling out "Mother, Mother!"
Su Jiaoniang was taken aback, not knowing what was wrong with the child.
She crouched down to be the same height as the little girl and asked, "Why are you crying? Tell Mommy."
"Xiao Ya, Xiao Ya likes Gouhua and wants to be friends with Gouhua," Xiao Ya said.
Su Jiaoniang looked at Gouhua, and the silly Gouhua was also stunned, having no idea why Xiaoya was crying.
"Of course Gouhua is Xiaoya's best friend, isn't she, Gouhua?" Su Jiaoniang beckoned to Gouhua and asked Xiaoya's question.
Dogflower nodded; she really liked Little Girl.
"I...I don't want Gouhua as my aunt." The little girl pouted and frantically grabbed Su Jiaoniang's clothes.
Su Jiaoniang chuckled: "Mother only loves your deadbeat father, she won't remarry, don't worry!"
At this moment, Su Jiaoniang sighed again, "Men who die young are really useful!" Although she envied the passionate love of the young Sanzhu, she also did not want to waste Sanzhu's time. She had to find a time to visit the dead man's grave, cry more at the grave, and let the whole world know that she was a beautiful and charming widow who loved her ex-husband.
Let young people fall in love with the right person.
"Really?" the little girl asked.
Su Jiaoniang nodded, and even began to swear an oath to heaven in the way that the ancients used to express their unwavering loyalty.
As Sanzhu listened to Su Jiaoniang's words, his mind seemed to have been struck by lightning. His ruddy face slowly turned ashen, losing all its previous radiance and vitality.
The young man seemed to have lost his soul.
He stared at Su Jiaoniang and stretched out his rough, large hand.
Before the hand could even be extended, it slowly fell down.
Silently, he quietly left behind Su Jiaoniang and sat down at the dining table. Although there was fragrant meat on the table, it tasted almost tasteless, like eating grass. The fish soup he cooked was milky white, and everyone at the table was eating with relish, but he almost vomited the moment he put it in his mouth.
After stuffing two steamed buns into his mouth, Sanzhu returned weakly to his room to rest.
I usually fall into a deep sleep every night, but tonight, I'm having such a hard time sleeping.
After coaxing Xiao Ya to sleep, Su Jiaoniang led the two girls to the large table in the main room for dinner. As for those tossing and turning or suffering from insomnia under the moonlight, that was beyond her comfort; youthful sentiments are always poetic.
Looking at Sanzhu's affectionate gaze, she didn't know how to refuse. Fortunately, Xiaoya intervened, which allowed her to make Sanzhu understand her thoughts in a direct yet tactful way.
Because of this thoughtful gesture, Su Jiaoniang also slipped a white egg to Gouhua Xiaoya.
After dinner, while supervising the children practicing horse stance, the lively Gouhua joined in and practiced along. Having another person to learn was a good thing for Su Jiaoniang, as she wanted more people to enjoy practicing her Wing Chun.
Of course, as someone who wasn't physically strong, Su Jiaoniangzi naturally joined in practicing the horse stance.
Cai Mansion!
Lu Wujiu was dressed in black, with Granny Tang standing in front of him.
He used interrogation techniques to get information about Su Jiaoniang from Granny Tang and obtained a specific answer. Then he led Zhao Yan to Tianshui Village!
As night deepened, the moon's shadow shifted.
The two sleeping cubs opened their eyes and, following their pre-arranged plan, quietly slipped out of the house together. Crouching low, lips pursed, their big eyes darting around like thieves.
They took a piece of meat from the kitchen and headed towards Doctor Liu's house. Lu Futu plucked some herbs in the small courtyard, crushed them, and poured the juice onto the meat in his hands. The two children stared at the meat with identical fierce eyes as they walked towards the Lu family's house.
now!
Upon entering the village, Lu Wujiu had already spotted the two little rascals who had been active in the night.
The moment Lu Wujiu saw Gu Changsheng clearly, his previously expressionless eyes narrowed.
People who know each other well will always recognize whether someone has gained or lost weight after a long time apart.
That man, whose hair was less than an inch long and who looked much rounder than a newly ordained monk, was none other than the little emperor he had been searching for.
Zhao Yan stood quietly behind Lu Wujiu. He was usually a man of few words, but at this moment, a million questions flashed through his mind!
This person? Why does he look so familiar?
Why doesn't the prince go to the village? Why is he staring at the chubby boy?
He had a vague suspicion in his mind, but the suspicion was too frightening for him to accept.
The emperor who fled the palace was not as miserable as one might imagine, waiting for the prince to rescue him; in fact, he had even gained weight!
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