Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

One night, the wind was strong, the wind and the rain hit the sycamore tree, and a pear tree fell all over the ground.

The next morning, Wei Ji left home wearing his newly made military uniform.

Before Xie Zhiyun woke up before leaving, he said to Grandma Jia, "Tell Nian Nian later that the clothes are very strong and very good."

After tossing and tossing all night, the clothes rolled and twisted on the bed. Apart from being a little wrinkled when I got up early, it was not damaged at all, which shows that the material is good.

Grandma Jia didn't know why, so she just nodded, "Understood, little grandpa, go slowly."

When Xie Zhiyun woke up, it was already a bit late.

She sat on the bed in a daze for a while, a little dizzy, as if she was still asleep.

Today, both Zhaoyu and Muyun were busy, so Grandma Jia came in with a water basin when she heard the noise.

"Why are you still in a daze, Miss? Didn't sleep well last night?"

Xie Zhijun shook his head slowly: "I seem to have had a dream, but I can't remember it clearly, and I'm remembering it."

Nanny Jia said: "Miss, let's wash up and have breakfast first, just now my uncle asked me to tell you that this batch of military uniforms is very good and strong."

Nanny Jia laughed as she talked: "Young Master went out in the military uniform made by Miss today, I like it very much."

Xie Zhiyun came back to his senses, a little ashamed and a little happy.

She said fiercely: "Tell him not to wear it, it's so embarrassing to wear it like that."

Xie Zhijun put on his shoes and robe while talking.

Nanny Jia is getting old, if Zhaoyu and Muyun are not around, she will take care of herself and not let Nanny Jia worry about it.

Grandma Jia shook her head and said, "Miss, why do you say that? The clothes are navy blue, and the stitches are invisible. Besides, who would dare to go up to see if the clothes my uncle is wearing are good?"

"Miss's stitches are not so exquisite, but they are strong enough. Every stitch is thoughtful. Of course, my uncle likes it."

Xie Zhiyun pursed his lips, and finally smiled.

Xie's early rice has also started to be harvested in the past few days. Xie Zhiyun was worried about Xie Zhixing, so he asked Zhao Yu and Mu Yun to go back and watch. The two left early in the morning with a letter of thanks. Just be quiet.

Xie Zhijun simply had breakfast, and then sat in the gazebo outside to make accounts. She was watching, and a flash flashed in front of her eyes, and the dream from last night came back to her eyes like a revolving lantern.

This dream was a bit weird, Xie Zhijun didn't even know if it was a prophetic dream, she took a new piece of paper and wrote while thinking.

At the beginning of the dream, Xie Zhijun felt that she was in a bumpy carriage, but she was lying down, her eyes were dark and she couldn't see anything.

Because it was a dream, Xie Zhijun didn't have any actual physical feelings, she didn't know what state she was in, she only remembered that the carriage was bumpy, and there was another person crying beside her.

The crying was very low and weak. Xie Zhijun wanted to comfort her, but found that he couldn't speak.

Something was stuffed in her mouth, making it impossible for her to speak.

If you try hard, you can only whimper.

But this part of the dream ended in a short time. Xie Zhijun didn't know where the carriage took the people on board. The next moment, she appeared in another house.

Right now Xie Zhiyun was sitting, she moved her hands and feet, and she could feel that her whole body was covered by something, her hands and feet were bound and she couldn't move.

In the dream, Xie Zhijun's first thought was that he had been kidnapped.

But she was followed by government soldiers when she went in and out. After the Wang Eryong incident, more people followed her in and out. In Yezhou City, not everyone dared to tie her up.

Because of this, Xie Zhiyun was a little confused about this dream.

Because of the affairs of the Yu family and because of the very busy affairs of the military uniform, Xie Zhijun hasn't slept well these days, and often dreams at night, so Xie Zhijun can't tell the truth from the fake ones.

But yesterday's dream was still somewhat special.

Because from the beginning to the end, there are no grotesque fantasies, no strange dreams beyond reason, only the dark perspective after being kidnapped.

This made Xie Zhiyun have to think more.

From then on, Xie Zhijun sat there.

I don't know how long it has passed, or it may have been a scene change, Xie Zhiyun felt that his eyes were brighter, as if it was dawn.

With the dim sunlight, Xie Zhijun could vaguely see that she seemed to be locked in an empty room, and there was a window through which light and shadow came in.

Beside her, leaning on another person.

Xie Zhijun remembered the crying on the carriage, and realized that another person was kidnapped with her.

At this moment, Xie Zhijun heard footsteps outside, she immediately lowered her head, half-closed her eyes and remained motionless.

The door opened with a creak, and there were two footsteps, and then something was placed at her feet.

"Boss, do we still have to feed them?"

"Aren't you farting? Are you responsible for starving to death?"

"Boss, I can't serve Miss Jiao, why don't you come?"

The other person cursed and stretched out his hand, groping for the sack above Xie Zhiyun's head.

As he approached, Xie Zhijun smelled a very strong smell of alcohol, which was somewhat familiar, but in the dream everything was vain, and it was impossible to recall.

As the knot on the sack was untied, a bright light and shadow gradually appeared in front of Xie Zhiyun.

Xie Zhiyun tried hard to open his sore eyes, trying to see the person in front of him clearly, but at this moment, he woke up from the dream.

Everything in the dream was swallowed by darkness, and there was no trace of it.

When Xie Zhijun woke up, he was a little dazed because of this.

Recalling this, Xie Zhiyun's forehead hurt a little, she pinched the center of her eyebrows, and continued to write slowly on the paper.

Regardless of whether this dream is true or not, or whether it heralds the future, Xie Zhijun must write down this dream for emergencies.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhiyun said to Grandma Jia: "Mommy, get someone to call Mrs. Ruan and Mrs. Zheng over, I have something to tell."

When the two came, Xie Zhiyun carefully warned: "In the future, no matter who goes out, they must send someone to follow them, and make sure they are safe."

She ordered a few words in detail, and then said: "My mother is ill these few days, if it is feasible, I would like to invite Dr. Zhao to stay at home for a few days until my mother recovers."

Madam Zheng nodded: "Yes, don't worry, Young Madam."

After giving the order, Xie Zhijun asked them to go their separate ways. Mrs. Zheng left neatly, but Mrs. Ruan stayed behind.

Seeing her hesitate, Xie Zhiyun asked, "What's the matter? Just tell me if you have something to say."

Mrs. Ruan was quick to do things, and she did her best when she returned to the house. She gradually became Xie Zhiyun's right-hand man, and worked very well with Mrs. Zheng in handling military uniforms.

Hearing Xie Zhiyun's question, Madam Ruan gritted her teeth and said, "Young Madam, Meiniang has been acting a little strange these days."