The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

Chapter 208
Back at the barracks, it was already dark. When passing by the auxiliary tent outside, a slender figure was standing in the fenced yard looking up at the sky, showing a sense of loss and melancholy.

An Xu saw that her sleeves on both sides were almost as long as her knees, and felt self-evident.

It is said that this woman who was betrothed to Dai Lun by the second prince went out one day and met a grass bandit. While trying to escape for her life, one hand was chopped off.

At that time, she thought that this woman would never dare to come to the barracks outside again, but she did not expect that she was such a strong person, with her hands gone, she could still appear in front of people without any problems, and even more so without any psychological shadow. Come to this place.

This is talent.

An Xu defined her in his heart.

"Meet the Overseer, madam."

When the horse passed by, the woman who heard the sound of the horse's hooves and looked over saluted respectfully.

Although he knew that the group of women he met in the city today belonged to Su Yaoyao's family, it was really hard for An Xu to feel bad for such a strong person.

He nodded and reminded: "It's getting late, and the mosquitoes are coming up outside, why don't you go back?"

Su Yaoyao raised her head and smiled in An Xu's direction, "My family will wait for the third master to come back."

An Xu felt that the direction of her gaze was a bit wrong, and turned to look at Zong Che on the left.

Unexpectedly, he met his cold and calm eyes with murderous intent.

"Go home," An Xu had never seen him like this before, and his heart trembled.

Zong Che smiled, and stretched out his hand to hold the rein of the horse under An Xu.

After they left, Su Yaoyao fell back as if she had collapsed, and the maid who was standing beside her quickly stepped forward to help her, and said in a low voice, "Miss, why do you still provoke him?"

Su Yaoyao gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not reconciled. Besides, I can't watch the northern camp change from the possession of the Second Highness to such a person."

The servant girl choked up and said, "But what if he kills, kills you this time?"

Su Yaoyao tightly grasped the maidservant's hand, and said, "I don't believe people can be heartless."

It is indeed difficult to win a man who is not moved by beauty, but as long as he wins, it will be a lifetime.

Su Yaoyao looked at the hand made of wood that hung stiffly and wrapped in beautiful gauze on the other side, and she wanted to make him regret it.

Zong Che, who walked into the tent with the heavy basket of lychees and bayberries, sneezed. An Xu hugged the basket of white apricots, put the basket on the ground, turned around and touched Zong Che's forehead.

"It's cold?"

Zong Che smiled and said, "No."

The forehead temperature was normal, so An Xu put down his hand, turned around and went outside to drag her soda ash.

An Chong, who had been training with the army for a day, came with sore legs. When he saw his sister carrying a heavy bag into the tent, he stepped forward to help.

It's just that before he arrived, my brother-in-law had already come out of the tent to pick it up.

"Sister, what is this?" An Chong followed into the tent and asked.

"I brought some soda ash," An Xu went to look for his usual small copper pot of various spices, and when he saw his younger brother coming, he remembered that he hadn't made dinner yet.

"I won't cook today, you prepare it yourself."

Although An Xu cooks on weekdays and the whole family helps out, she is the chief commander, and she is responsible for the important steps of cooking and seasoning.

Zong Che laughed and said, "Go ahead, I'll do it."

Fortunately, there are some thick hot pot soup bases made by her in the kitchen. To shabu-shabu at night, he only needs to cook the pot and prepare the shabu-shabu.

An Chong couldn't understand what his sister was busy with, so he turned around and followed him to the kitchen, asking, "Brother-in-law, what's wrong with my sister?"

Zong Che held a knife in one hand and pressed a piece of fresh mutton with the other, "It seems that some people don't have long eyes, which made her angry."

He didn't know the specifics, so he didn't say much.

An Chong looked left and right, and went outside to pull some vegetables that his sister had grown near the tent after the spring.

While picking vegetables, Yan Diu and Yan Zhun brothers had already changed their clothes and came out of their tents.

When An Xu was boiling the mutton fat in the copper pot, four men came over with the boiled soup pot.

Zong Che said, "Xu'er, let's eat first."

"Immediately," An Xu agreed, and put the soda ash in according to a ratio he had previously determined, and stirred it, and the suet and alkali in it tended to undergo a saponification reaction.

An Xu, who was a little too busy, hurriedly went to get the goat milk and sweet-scented osmanthus that were on the table next to him, when a big hand stretched out.

Well, the same goes for adding sweet-scented osmanthus first.

An Xu poured half of the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus into the copper pot, and Zong Che then handed her the half pot of goat's milk.

Goat milk was added, and the viscous liquid inside was not good for a moment, but as it was stirred, it became more and more viscous, and the color in the pot became milky white.

Zong Che saw that there were thin beads of sweat on her face, so he took the stirring stick over, "I'll do it."

The three sitting at the table over there also gathered around with their bowls in their hands.

Yan Dial asked, "Sister-in-law, what kind of dim sum do you make?"

An Xu found a container casually, and said with a smile, "It's like dim sum but not dim sum."

Zong Che watched her put a wooden box aside, and asked, "Do you want to pour these in?"

An Xu hummed.

Looking at Zong Che's eyes are shining brightly, he is so powerful, he can know everything by just looking at it.

After pouring all the viscous liquid in the copper pot into it, Zong Che said, "Okay, let's eat."

"I put the lid on."

An Xu closed the lid, put the wooden box on a high tea table for flowerpots, and then turned around and came to the dining table.

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In the evening, An Xu was sitting in front of the mirror combing his hair. Zong Che, who had gone outside to take a bath and washed in the tent, walked in. Seeing that An Xu was still by the dressing table, he turned around and walked over.

Behind him was covered by a cool but powerful chest, and the fiery breath spread from his ears.

An Xu looked in the mirror, and Zong Che was sniffing around her neck like a puppy. The tip of his nose tickled her, and he hid himself and smiled, "What are you doing?"

Zong Che sniffed and kissed several times, "Have you changed your bath soap?"

An Xu said: "The soap I made hasn't solidified yet, so I haven't had time to change it, what's wrong?"

Zong Che wrapped his hands around her waist, looked at the human in the mirror and said, "Why does it smell like milk?"

An Xu also saw himself in the mirror, with a smile on his face, and there was a kind of closeness between him and Zong Che.

This is, she has already agreed with him and accepted him from the bottom of her heart?

At this time, Zong Che lowered his arms and hugged An Xu in a shameful posture. When he completely got off the stool, he turned his arms and changed into a princess hug.

An Xu hung his hands around his neck, blushing unconsciously.

It was the first time that Zong Che saw the shyness when facing him from her. This bit of shyness was like the strongest aphrodisiac, which ignited a raging fire in his body in an instant.

An Xu almost felt the blood rushing in his arms and chest, and the weight of his whole body fell on his arms as he clasped his neck. He raised his body and kissed him on the lips.

With a thunderous heart beating in her ears, Zong Che reacted and grabbed her lips fiercely.

A night of spring scenery.

When she woke up in the morning, An Xu felt a little sore all over. Zong Che had always been a quarrelsome person, but there was never a time when she couldn't bear it.

Raising her arm, seeing the dense hickey marks on it, she couldn't help but blush again.

An Xu embraced the quilt and got up to get dressed, mainly because of the hickey marks all over her body. She didn't want to see and recall how depressed she was last night.

The sound of footsteps came at this moment.

Hearing the sound of Zong Che's footsteps, An Xu quickly lay back, lying down so fast that she grimaced in pain.

"Xu'er, are you awake?" Zong Che walked in and saw the person under the quilt huddled sideways, sitting over with the clothes in his hands, "Get up when you wake up."

"Okay, you go out first, I'll get dressed now."

Her muffled voice sounded, Zong Che thought she was uncomfortable at first, and reached out to pull the quilt, but when he saw her bright red cheeks, his hands stopped suddenly.

The sour feeling spread from his heart to his nose and eyes, and Zong Che realized how happy he was at the moment of being truly accepted by her.

He resisted the soreness of his nose, put his clothes beside the bed, got up and went out, stood outside the tent, looking at the blue day, Zong Che felt that his mind was open, even the slightly hot wind in summer was sweet.

Before he knew it, a smile appeared on his lips.

An Xu got up and packed the bed, and then came out, but Zong Che was still standing outside the tent, so he was startled.

"Why didn't you go to training?" she asked.

Zong Che turned sideways and walked to An Xu, "Today I will rest and take you to the city to play."

An Xu: Dating?
She hurriedly said, "I still have something to do today."

Zong Che: "Then I will help you."

An Xu looked Zong Che up and down, feeling that something was different about him.

Then he said suspiciously: "Zong Che, you haven't kissed me yet."

Zong Che was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, stepped forward and took her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her lightly between her brows.

An Xu saw the more intense and obvious cherishment in his eyes than before, and his heart jumped like a rabbit.

Zong Che looked at her and smiled and said, "You're hungry, go eat."

What meal?

The preserved egg and lean pork porridge cooked by Zong Che is considered his best meal, and An Xu ate a bowl and a half of it to save face.

"Madam, please see Madam Ling."

Aunt Wu said outside.

After Partridge became the steward of the stocking factory, An Xu hired a helper from a herdsman's house on the grassland. She sweeps the floor and takes care of the stove on weekdays. They all follow the master, just like having an extra hourly worker at home.

An Xu felt very comfortable and was very satisfied with this Aunt Wu.

The Mrs. Ling she was talking about was Qiaoer who married Ling Zhu two months ago. This girl would often come to deliver some common farm food to An Xu, such as the yogurt made by her mother when she went back to her natal home, or the yogurt made by her mother on the grassland. She will deliver the very common vegetable steamed with wild vegetables.

Although somewhat purposeful, it is not offensive.

Compared with Hou Liming's wife who went to live in the city after getting married, An Xu naturally paid more attention to Qiaoer and the couple who came here often. I will ask every now and then.

Sometimes she also asked Zong Che how Ling Zhu was doing in the army.

Anyway, the entire military camp knows that Ling Zhu's wife can talk to the governor's wife, and his wife is now working in a woolen factory, saving money to set up a permanent tent on the road between the military camp and the woolen factory. Can go home to eat and rest.

The whole barracks was envied, and all the women workers in the woolen factory became sweets and cakes.

Qiao'er had been to the main tent several times, but it was the first time when the general was there, and then he saw this majestic general outside, and when he talked to his wife, his voice seemed to be soft.

With the general here, it was not suitable for her to stay longer, so she put down the sweet potato leaf bun she made herself and left after a few words.

An Xu tasted a piece. Although the sweet potato leaf bun was not soft enough, it was very fragrant and chewy.

Qiaoer really lived up to her name. When she was just chatting with the female workers in the factory, she said that the sweet potato leaves that were handed out before were also good edible things, so she made them into steamed buns and sent them to them.

An Xu gave Zong Che a piece, but he tilted his head.

"It's edible," she said.

Zong Che shook his head: "I'm not used to the food made by other women."

It's not a restaurant outside, anyone who cooks must eat.

An Xu threw the piece into his mouth and said, "Are you really free today?"

Zong Che held her in his arms, "I'm really free, what do you want to do?"

An Xu smiled and said, "You follow me to set up a stall outside."

It's been a long time since I set up a stall, and when I think of those days when I first came here to set up a stall, I feel a little nostalgic.

Zong Che looked down at her, and asked with a smile, "What are you selling?"

An Xu took his hand away, ran into the house, and brought out a basket of white apricots, "I only sell cake rolls filled with apricot jam, and bayberry drink."

So this afternoon, outside the entrance of Longmen Station, which is the only way to enter Huoliang City, a pair of ordinary cotton-padded clothes appeared, pulling a simple wooden food stall with a carriage.

The woman wrapped the back of her hair with a blue cloth towel, with a faint smile on her face, making people feel close without speaking.

Their carriage stopped, and the man took down a table and two stools, and turned around to get those bamboo cages that looked like steamers.

The woman was carrying a bucket-like object made of bamboo, and before she could take two steps, the man reached out and took it.

Most of the people who passed by here were dusty, and some of them looked like children from nearby people. This couple was a little strange, and people who passed by couldn't help but look at them.

But no one took the initiative to ask. After a while, a little dark-skinned little boy with a snotty nose ran over and asked An Xu, "Auntie, are you going to sell something?"

An Xu nodded: "Yes. We sell pastries, do you want them?"

The little boy was still holding a branch in his hand, and there were three sheep on the grass not far away. They should be children who were ordered to herd the sheep.

Hearing that they were selling pastries, the little boy unconsciously licked his lips, and finally shook his head: "I don't want it."

An Xu didn't want to make money, and said, "As long as my pastries are valuable, I will exchange them."

"What is something of value?" the little boy asked.

"It's just useful," An Xu smiled and thought for a while, "For example, the seabuckthorn fruit on the grassland, or other wild fruits that I haven't seen before, are fine."

As she said that, she realized that Zong Che was propping his forehead with one hand and looking at her with a smile.

An Xu didn't expect that she would feel embarrassed just like this now, so she turned her head and stopped looking at him, and said to the little boy, "You can go look for it in the grass, such a small handful can be exchanged for a piece of pastry."

She clasped her right hand and showed the little boy the weight.

No, the little boy looked at her, then at the several big bamboo weaves around her that could hold a child, and at the tall man next to her, turned around and ran away.

An Xu didn't react for a while, and when he heard Zong Che's chuckle, he pointed to the little boy who ran away in surprise, "Do you think I'm a bad guy?"

Zong Che stretched out his hand and said, "Come here and rest, there will always be passers-by who will ask."

(End of this chapter)