Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 162 I don’t even dare to tell him the truth…

Everyone was startled again, but they all held back their tears to prevent themselves from looking strange.

Mrs. Cui said softly: "Drink the medicine first, and I will tell you whatever you want to know after drinking it."

Bai Jing did not doubt his presence and drank the medicine carefully.

Drowsiness comes over me, and I feel very sleepy.

He never closed his eyes, still staring at his wife.

When Mrs. Cui turned around and put the bowl down, she wiped the corners of her eyes, then turned around and showed a gentle smile: "Husband, the eldest girl has outstanding martial arts, so she was allowed to go to the battlefield."

Seeing Bai Jing looking at her, Bai Xiuying immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes, fifth brother, you don't know, the eldest sister is really brave. I admire her now and will not get angry with her."

Bai Jing didn't say anything, just stretched her hand towards the charcoal fire.

As if being burned by the temperature, he quickly retracted his hand.

Looking at his hands again, he couldn't help but reveal a rather helpless expression.

The guard brought medicine and warm water. Ms. Cui rolled her eyes and immediately said: "Sisters-in-law, two younger siblings, and the sixth girl, I have to treat my husband's wounds. Can you please step aside?"

Everyone felt embarrassed, so they went down Cui's ladder, comforted Bai Jing with a few words, and then retreated.

Xiao Chuanyi still didn't dare to let his fifth uncle see him, so he carefully hid under Cheng Bi's figure and went out with everyone.

When they came to the yard, the sisters-in-law had complicated expressions.

Compared with the heartfelt joy of Xiao Chuanyi and Bai Xiuying, they were glad that Wu Lang was still alive, but they also thought of their husband who was bone-chillingly cold in the coffin, who would never open his eyes to speak again, and completely devoid of life.

They will think, why is my husband not still alive?

It would be great if my husband was still alive.

How nice it would be...

Such thoughts are inevitable for every sister-in-law, but in the end they will feel that it is great to have one person come back alive.

Among them, Yu Jiao suffered the most.

If death was a certainty, then she was just heartbroken.

But now, she doesn't know whether her Ayu is dead or alive, and her heart will inevitably have uncontrollable extravagant hopes.

But as soon as this thought arose, she couldn't help but erase it, lest she would have to accept greater disappointment after her hopes were over.

Her heart was so up and down that she felt like she was going crazy and being tortured/crazed.

But for the sake of the people around her, and not to worry her relatives, she also sympathized with Bai Mingwei, who felt the same way as her.

So she gritted her teeth and forced herself not to reveal this emotion.

The pain that is just screamed out is like a wound exposed to the sun. It looks hideous and terrifying, but it is often easier to heal.

And the wounds that are hidden deep in the heart and can only be licked alone will quietly fester in unknown places.

And she had no choice but to endure the recurring pain that she didn’t know when it would end, just like a person lost at sea and enduring the miserable wind and rain——

The journey is long, but there is no end.

"Aunt Seventh..."

Suddenly, when she lowered her head, a warm little hand held her.

This hand is so small, but so warm.

Through the tears, she saw Xiao Chuanyi looking straight at her, with touching concern in his eyes.

"Chuanyi..."

Xiao Chuanyi held her hand: "I will look forward to it as if Uncle Qi is still alive, and I will face it as strongly as if Uncle Qi is not coming back."

Little Chuanyi held her with both hands: "As my mother said, people should always have hope when they are alive, but they must also know how to face it calmly when their hopes are shattered." "If Uncle Qi is really gone, Aunt Qi shouldn't be too sad. , we will meet again in a few years."

"I hope that by then, we will not have any regrets, but can gather with them happily, and then proudly tell them -"

"Look, I didn't worry you at all, let alone let you down, because when you were away, I could take care of myself for you, and I also finished the things you didn't finish for you."

"Seventh Aunt, I think the reunion at that time must be worth it for us to leave this world with a smile and no attachment, right?"

After hearing these words, Yu Jiao was stunned.

She would rather die of a broken heart than have these words come from this child.

She would rather give up herself than let this child be so sensible.

"Chuanyi..." Yu Jiao held the bird-like child with his still intact hands, tears rolling into his mouth, really bitter and astringent.

She knew that this child was different from ordinary people, she knew it from the first time she saw little Chuanyi.

This child is a well-deserved genius, far better than many mediocre people in this world.

But at this moment, she felt that this child should not be so smart!
In this way, you will not be able to feel the sadness of losing a loved one, let alone comfort others in a sensible way after your heart is broken.

"Auntie will be strong, just like my little Chuanyi."

Xiao Chuanyi slowly hugged Yu Jiao, and the two people, who were more than ten years apart, comforted each other in the cold wind.

In the room, Bai Jing was in a trance: "Susu, why do I seem to see Chuanyi? Am I dazzled?"

Cui's maiden name is Cui Subing.

Bai Jing always likes to call her Su Su.

Because it's too cold to call Bingbing.

When Cui heard this, she didn't even raise her head. She continued to carefully treat the wounds all over her husband's body: "My husband must be thinking about little Chuanyi, otherwise he wouldn't have any illusions. It's understandable that Chuanyi's kid is so popular. , I miss him too."

She did it very meticulously, and every wound was treated just right.

After she treated the ulcerated and itchy area, the unbearable feeling disappeared, leaving only a cool feeling from the iron.

Bai Jing couldn't help but wonder: "Susu, your way of treating wounds is actually more skillful than a military doctor!"

Mrs. Cui was silent, and then said: "My husband has always protected our family and the country, and fought on the battlefield. How can we be idle, so we learned some basic medical skills from the military doctor, so that we can at least do something for the soldiers who were bleeding and injured." "

Bai Jing is not pedantic. Although he is not happy that his beloved wife touches other men, he will not blame his wife for this. Instead, he feels sorry for her to face this terrible blood.

"My Susu is always so kind and considerate of others."

Ms. Cui dealt with it seriously. Every time the wound was treated, her heart broke a little, until it fell into pieces.

She choked several times: "Husband, does it hurt?"

Bai Jing looked at his wife tenderly: "It hurts, it hurts. Many times I couldn't help it and wanted to die, but when I thought that my Susu was still waiting for me, I didn't feel the pain anymore."

Mrs. Cui raised her eyes with tears in her eyes and met her husband's eyes: "You have suffered. I only regret that I cannot bear it for you."

Bai Jing smiled softly: "Fool, you know it. I would rather suffer this pain myself thousands of times than you have to suffer even one."

Ms. Cui burst into tears: "Ah Jing... you are always so good at coaxing people."

Bai Jing said softly: "My Susu is also so powerful. Seeing my Susu, my injuries were cured and my heart was relieved, so the wounds no longer hurt and my heart felt warm." .”

Ms. Cui burst into tears, her tears rolling down one by one.

She has never regretted her original bravery for a moment. If she had not taken the initiative to pursue him, would such a good man have been taken away by someone else?

She has never regretted marrying into the Bai family, even though she always thought her husband was dead.

At this time, she heard Bai Jing ask again: "Susu, why are you all wearing mourning clothes?"

(End of this chapter)