The daily routine of wearing a book and abusing literature to cultivate a scholar and Xiaoxianggong

Chapter 209 The husband has recovered and is ready to leave for the capital

Time passed, and soon it was time for departure.

From October to November, the weather gradually turns cooler.November in the provincial capital is colder than Baima Village, and November in Anzhou is colder than the provincial capital.

It had rained a few days ago, but today is still gloomy and cloudy. Li Xiaodao has already taken out his cloak and put it on.

A few days ago, Brother Liu said that he had received a letter from the eldest princess. The eldest princess said in the letter that they should go to the capital with confidence and be careful on the road.

After more than a month of raising the general, Xianggong's wound has also healed a lot, and on the surface it seems that there is no serious problem.Yesterday the doctor said that it might be cloudy and rainy or the pain would still be caused by heavy oppression. I can only continue to raise it slowly, but it will not affect my normal life too much. It is possible to go to the capital for a month and a half.

After dinner just now, Mrs. Pei called Li Xiaodao over to tell her that she will be leaving in three days, and she will start packing her luggage in the next few days.

Li Xiaodao obediently agreed, and chatted with Mrs. Pei for a while, then guessed that it was getting dark and had to go back to wash up early, so he got up to ask Mrs. Pei to resign.

After more than a month of getting along, Li Xiaodao can already call Mrs. Pei a mother, but the mother of Baima Village is also a mother, and Mrs. Pei is also a mother. Sometimes when Mrs. Pei and the mother of Baima Village are together, they will not know the truth. Which mother is it called? Sometimes both of them will agree, and then everyone will look at each other, and then laugh together.

Mrs. Pei said that besides mother, it doesn't matter to call her Mrs. Pei, so Li Xiaodao decided according to the situation. When Mrs. Pei was alone, he called her mother, and when he was with the mother of Baima Village, he called her Mrs. Pei.

As for Xianggong, she occasionally heard him calling Mrs. Pei "mother" a few times, but when Li Xiaodao was alone with Xianggong, he excitedly reminded him that he called his mother, but Xianggong said he didn't remember, as if Just inadvertently called out.

But Mrs. Pei said that it doesn't matter what the name is, as long as the family is safe and happy, they can be called anything.

After chatting with Mrs. Pei, Li Xiaodao walked towards the tent where he and his husband lived, thinking about things while walking, thinking about what things to pack in the past three days, what to bring and what not to bring... She was in a daze I walked past the tent without knowing it, and continued to walk forward for a few steps before suddenly waking up. After regaining my senses, I hurried back a few steps and came back.

"Oh, oh, I almost went wrong again," Li Xiaodao murmured as he walked into the tent.

During the day, the curtain at the entrance of the tent was kept rolled up, so that the light inside would be better and it would be convenient for Mr. Wang to read.

Li Xiaodao went into the tent and saw that Mr. Xiang was still sitting at the desk with a book in his hand, studying hard, as if he hadn't noticed any movement at the door.

Xianggong's ecstasy is much stronger than her ecstasy.

Although Xianggong seldom has time to go out for a walk with him recently, chat and joke, but I have to say that the appearance of Xianggong studying hard is also very charming.

Looking at the gentleman, his eyebrows are lowered, and he is concentrating on turning the pages of the book. The eyelashes follow the eyelids, and the beautiful eyes with his slender eyebrows are very seductive; the gentleman who is still wearing a scholar's clothes will roll up his sleeves when writing, and then write Luomo, this action made Li Xiaodao almost blurt out two English words: SO ~HOT~

The messy content in her mind made Li Xiaodao secretly laugh. She also remembered the story told in a text she learned when she was a child, Wang Xizhi who dipped in ink and ate steamed buns because he practiced calligraphy too seriously.

It was getting dark, Li Xiaodao wanted to remind Mr. Xiang that it was time to wash up, but she couldn't bear to disturb Mr. Xiang because he was concentrating. I guess Mr. Xiang would turn on the light to read again tonight. Before he rested, he should light up the lamp and wash together with Mr. Xiang, no very important.

So she turned around and was about to go out, thinking of strolling around Pei's mother's place, wondering what luggage her parents had, but just as she turned around to leave, she was seen by the husband who looked up unintentionally.

"My lady? Did you just come back? Where are you going?" Pei Zhiqi saw the lady, and realized that he hadn't noticed that she had entered the tent. He hurriedly put the pen back into the pen holder, and raised his head to ask.

Li Xiaodao laughed and said: "I was just about to go for a stroll at my parents' place. Today, mother... Mrs. Pei called me over and said that I will leave for the capital in three days. Let us pack our luggage for a few days. I want to go I will learn from my parents, and by the way, I would like to ask the elders what things must be brought along for a long journey, and is there anything that is easy to forget."

It was only then that Pei Zhiqi realized that the sky outside the tent had already darkened, and the light inside the tent was also dim, which he hadn't felt when he was studying.

"It's late today, let's go tomorrow," Pei Zhiqi looked at the sky and said to the lady.

Li Xiaodao thought for a while, and replied: "That's fine too! Is Mr. Xiang not going to study tonight?"

Pei Zhiqi looked for a fire book to light the oil lamp, and said softly, "I've finished my study today, and in the next two or three days, I will organize my luggage with my wife. Tomorrow, the books can be packed first."

Li Xiaodao smiled and said: "Oh, what a pity, I really like seeing my husband concentrating on his studies! And just now I almost wanted to go to the kitchen to fetch a steamed bun for my husband."

"Steamed buns? I was full at dinner, and I'm not hungry at all now," Pei Zhiqi replied solemnly.

Li Xiaodao covered his mouth and laughed: "It's fine if you're not hungry. I thought that steamed buns dipped in ink would have a different taste. It seems that Xianggong has no chance to eat this delicious dish today!"

Only then did Pei Zhiqi realize that what the lady was talking about was an allusion from the past, he smiled lightly and shook his head, after lighting the oil lamp, he put down the torch and went out: "Lady, stay in the tent for a while, I'll go get some hot water and come back."

Li Xiaodao hurriedly said, "Let me go!"

Mrs. Pei specially greeted the lieutenant general of the garrison, don't let the soldiers take care of them in daily life, they can take care of themselves, the lieutenant general disagreed at first, but after Madam Pei said it several times, the soldiers in the battalion gradually got used to it, Putting a whistle at night, fetching water and cooking on weekdays, these things are left to the few people who live here to figure out their own ideas.

Seeing that the lady was also walking out, Pei Zhiqi stretched out his arms to stop her: "From today onwards, I'll do the work of fetching water, the doctor has already said that it doesn't matter."

"But……"

"My lady, sit inside for a while, wait a minute, I'll be back soon," Pei Zhiqi stopped Li Xiaodao back into the room, then turned around and left the tent.

Li Xiaodao no longer insisted, because she knew that persistence was useless, if Xianggong decided to go by himself, no one would be able to hold him back.

After Xianggong got out of the tent, Li Xiaodao touched his biceps. Why didn't his biceps grow at all after taking care of Xianggong?It shouldn't be!

She walked to the desk where Xianggong was reading to see what he was reading recently, then sat down at the table and stretched, waiting for him to fetch hot water.

While stretching, she accidentally turned her head and saw the low couch in the tent, and suddenly thought of something.

The doctor said that if the husband's wound is not serious and he can live a normal life, this "normal life" should include the happiness of the husband and wife, right?

(End of this chapter)