Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Wei Shao went back with a gloomy expression. He was worried, but Song Jingsheng's last words made him a little uneasy.

Returning to Xiaohe Village, he saw Zhao Zhizhi picking up eggs. He walked behind Zhao Zhizhi and hugged her.

Suddenly being hugged, Zhao Zhizhi's body stiffened, and then relaxed when she smelled the familiar cold breath. She didn't resist. She seemed to be able to feel Wei Shao's mood.

Putting the eggs in the basket, she asked with some confusion: "What's wrong?"

Wei Shao didn't speak, just shook his head slightly.

Thinking back to the beginning, when he was seriously injured, it was the Zhao family who saved him, and after that, he also experienced a feeling he had never felt before.

Zhao Zhizhi turned around from his arms and stared at Wei Shao, "What's wrong? What happened?"

She had never seen Wei Shao like this.

Wei Shao had always given her the impression that he was not afraid of anything, so she thought he was as strong as an iron wall.

Wei Shao still shook his head and refused to say anything.

Just when Zhao Zhizhi turned around to put the eggs, he followed her. He was tall and powerful before, but now he is like a child.

After placing the eggs, Zhao Zhizhi turned around. Wei Shao had gone out and came back, so something must have happened in the middle that was difficult for him to accept.

She didn't ask any more questions. Wei Shao didn't want to talk, so she wouldn't ask again. When he wanted to say something, he would naturally say it.

"Are you hungry? I'll cook for you, and you can help." Zhao Zhizhi said.

She took off a piece of frozen meat hanging under the eaves and cut it into small pieces, "Let's make braised pork."

This is a new recipe she developed. I haven’t tried it yet, but it will definitely taste better than the previous recipe.

Zhao Zhizhi was busy at the table, and Wei Shao was at her side, helping her. After a while, an alluring aroma came out of the pot.

This smell attracted Zhao Ermu. He picked his teeth and came over, "Zhizhi, what are you making that tastes delicious? It's so fragrant."

He walked into the woodshed and saw Wei Shao wiping Zhao Zhizhi's sweat with his sleeves.

His eyes widened immediately, he turned around and walked away, pursed his lips and said, "Why are you so bored all of a sudden?"

While eating, Zhao Zhizhi filled a bowl of soup and gave it to Wei Shao, "Have a try."

As soon as Wei Shao picked up his chopsticks, Zhao Zhizhi put a piece of braised pork into his bowl. He paused with his chopsticks and looked at Zhao Zhizhi in surprise.

He has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he has never been treated with such considerate care, let alone picking up food.

"What are you looking at me for? I don't have any food on my face." Zhao Zhizhi said with an angry smile, his face stained with a layer of pink.

Zhao Ermu and Zhao Lao were shocked. They didn't even bother to eat. They stared at Zhao Zhizhi dumbfounded. They had never seen Zhizhi look so shy.

It is true that when a man meets his lover, he becomes a soft girl.

"Ahem, let's eat." Father Zhao tapped the edge of Zhao Ermu's bowl with his chopsticks. The crisp sound made Zhao Ermu come back to his senses immediately, and he quickly took a few mouthfuls of rice and lowered his eyes.

Father Zhao poured a bowl of wine, the spicy taste went into his throat, and he felt very happy.

Seeing his father like this, Zhao Ermu shook his head and took a big sip.

Wei Shao picked up the dish Zhao Zhizhi had given him and took a bite, unable to control the look of shock in his eyes.

When he saw Zhao Zhizhi cooking in the woodshed just now, he thought her cooking was strange, but he didn't expect the taste to be so unique.

Wei Shao looked at the dishes on the table and put one in Zhao Zhizhi's bowl.

The two of them picked it back and forth with one chopstick and one chopstick.Father Zhao burped and could no longer ignore it.

He quickly took a bite of the rice and stood up to leave without even taking a few bites of the food.

When he turned around, Zhao Ermu was still eating his meal leisurely. He held up the wine jar and poured a glass of wine into his mouth. He hurriedly poured it into his mouth and let out a comfortable "ha".

The two people opposite, one kept picking up vegetables, and the other was eating the meat in the bowl with a slightly red face.

He immediately took two steps back, slapped Zhao Ermu hard, and said, "Come out with me."

"Go out? You haven't finished eating yet." He held the wine jar in his hand and wanted to pour the second bowl.

Father Zhao wanted to take off his shoes and hit Zhao Ermu hard, "You idiot!"

He directly twisted Zhao Ermu's ears and lifted him up.

The two of them left Zhao's house directly, leaving only Zhao Zhizhi and Wei Shao to continue eating. No one was affected by this little episode, but instead looked at each other and smiled.

After eating, Wei Shao took Zhao Zhizhi's hand and said, "I will take you to a place."

Zhao Zhizhi was a little strange, but still followed him obediently.

The back mountain is deserted, with dry and cracked land everywhere and few green plants.

The only trees had their bark stripped off. People who had no food to eat peeled off the bark to relieve their hunger.

Going further back, there is a cliff ahead. Zhao Zhizhi is very familiar with this place. She will bring a backpack to collect herbs, although there are very few herbs still alive.

However, Wei Shao did not stop.

"Do you want to continue walking?" Zhao Zhizhi asked softly.

Wei Shao stopped, looked at her intently, nodded twice, and held her hand harder and harder, "Not yet."

On the other side of the mountain, Zhao Zhizhi had never set foot before. Although he knew that in this disaster year, it would be difficult to find any raptors and snakes, he still felt a little creepy and scared.

"I often come here when I feel depressed or thinking about something." They stopped deep on the right side of the back mountain, where the light barely penetrated, and the surroundings looked slightly eerie and eerie.

Wei Shao's eyes were dull, not even the sun could shine into this wasteland.

"So, you want to tell me something that cannot be known by others, right?" Zhao Zhizhi squatted down, dusted the ground casually, and sat down casually.

Seeing her so relaxed, Wei Shao felt a little better and sat next to her.

"When I picked up a sword to kill, a white knife went in, a red knife came out, and my hands were stained with blood. I killed many people and saw many people die. They were all heroes," Wei Shao said.

In Zhao Zhizhi's mind, there was a deserted battlefield, where two teams of people were fighting. Wei Shao was one of the soldiers. It must have been extremely difficult for him along the way.

She held Wei Shao's hand, which was still cold, "You have suffered."

"No one has ever said that to me." Wei Shao's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a soft color.

Zhao Zhizhi looked at him and held it firmly, "Your hands are cold, but don't be afraid. My hands are very hot. It's hard when we fight, right?"

"In the past, on the battlefield, everyone had only one thought. Even if they died, they must kill as many people as possible." Not only him, but also many people like him, all thought about victory. Just to protect the country.

In the past, he was not afraid of life and death, but now, he may want to live because she is by his side.

"When the weather is bad, the only thing to eat is dry food. Breaking open the hard dry food, drinking a mouthful of water and eating a mouthful of dry food will make your throat so dry that it hurts."