Reborn Empress Loves Farming

Gu Qianqian was slightly stunned for a moment. When he came back, Fengyin had gone far away.

It turns out that Fengyin is not the kind of person who is indifferent to everything.

when Gu Qianqian returns to the house, Deputy General Yang takes Fengyin's tranquilizing pill, and now he has gone to sleep. Ah Hui curls up on the couch beside Deputy General Yang and sleeps soundly. Gu Qianqian pulls a quilt for him and goes to the kitchen.

Jiang Hanming is now in the house. He spread the bedding on the bed. When he saw Gu Qianqian coming in, he said with a smile, "daughter in law, please come and sit down and see if my bedding is soft."

Gu Qianqian sat up and put his hand on the mat and said, "it's not bad. It's very comfortable."

"That's good." Jiang Hanming grinned. He blew out the candle and said in the dark, "you are tired this day. Go to bed early."

Gu Qianqian took off his shoes and went to bed in the dark. He took off his coat. As soon as he lay down, he felt a sinking around him. Jiang Hanming came in with hot air. He put his hand around Gu Qianqian, put his head on Gu Qianqian's head, and soon fell asleep.

Gu Qianqian pillow in Jiang Hanming's chest, in the dark with eyes open, but it is a sleepless appearance.

Today, Gu Qianqian asked Fengyin, only to know that Yang's illness is so fierce, because he was seriously injured in the battlefield in the past, hurt his heart and lung, and fell a serious root cause of the disease. Later, he was triggered by a cold and didn't take good medicine to recuperate, which quickly dragged him down.

The tall and powerful eight foot man was lucky to survive on the battlefield, but he failed to escape the hidden danger left by the battlefield.

Gu Qianqian felt the breath of the people around him, and suddenly he was confused.

Since her rebirth, she has been deliberately cultivating Jiang Hanming, hoping that he will be able to hold the hand of power in the future, kill to the palace, subvert Xiao Hongjing's country.

But once on the bloody road of fighting, the matter of life and death is beyond Gu Qianqian's control. The higher he stands, the higher he will be. There are too many people around him. Maybe he will live well today and fall to the ground tomorrow.

If one day, Jiang Hanming, like Yang's deputy general, has been in the army for half of his life, leaving a whole body of illness and dying young, and leaving her alone in the world, what should she do?

Such a situation, as long as you think about it, Gu Qianqian is a little chilly.

Now, she can't do without Jiang Hanming.

She can't help but hold Jiang Hanming tightly. Maybe it's because her strength is too strong. In her sleep, Jiang Hanming hums and turns over slightly. Facing Gu Qianqian, she pats her on the back vaguely and says vaguely, "daughter in law, go to sleep."

Gu Qianqian's eyes were dripping with tears.

Life and death, the world is the most painful, even if there is Feng drink panacea, Deputy General Yang still can't last five days.

On an ordinary morning, ah Hui cooked up the medicine and brought it to Deputy General Yang's hospital bed. Then he found that Deputy General Yang's body was very cold and could not wake up.

Deputy General Yang walked peacefully, his hands crossed neatly in his belly, his eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and there was even a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Ah Hui was lying in front of Deputy General Yang's bed, crying bitterly.

Although Gu Qianqian has been used to seeing life and death, he can't help feeling a little sad at the sight.

The soldiers would rather die on the battlefield than in hospital beds.

Jiang Hanming invited the best funeral team from the city because he wanted to bury Deputy General Yang in the beautiful scenery. The thatched cottage in the mountains, which has always been deserted, became lively because of what happened after Deputy General Yang. It's really ironic to think about it.

The mourning hall was placed in a thatched cottage. Ah Hui, dressed in mourning and filial piety, knelt down in front of the coffin, crying and choking while burning paper money. Under the full house of sadness and music, his small figure looked desolate and helpless.

Jiang Hanming stood on one side and looked at it. Suddenly, he was also sad. He took Gu Qianqian's hand and said, "Qianqian, I think of my mother."

Think of Zhang, although she is cruel to Gu Qianqian, but people are dead, those right and wrong are in the past, Gu Qianqian has no hatred for Zhang. Moreover, if it wasn't for Pang's troublemaking, she and Zhang may not be able to get along well.

Now I think of it, Gu Qianqian even has a slight nostalgia for Zhang's family, saying: "it's not easy for my mother to bring up your brothers by herself. It's a pity that she didn't enjoy the happiness of her children and grandchildren in the end, so she went there early. I hope my mother can rest in peace under the spring, cast a good baby early, and live a safe life."

"Son, my news son, why did you suddenly go? How can I live for my mother?" At this time, a dry howl came from behind the funeral procession. Gu Qianqian put down her hand and looked out. She saw an old woman in her fifties supported by a young man, wiping her tears with a handkerchief, pushing away the crowd and pushing forward.

Gu Qianqian and Jiang Hanming looked at each other. Jiang Hanming immediately went to stop them and said, "who are you? What are you doing here?"

The old woman looked up and down at Jiang Hanming. Xu saw that he was not well dressed, so she was not very impatient and said, "you are really rude. You ask who I am, why don't you ask other people in Fenglin County, who don't know? I'm Yang Xun's mother and Yang Hui's grandmother! Wuwuwuwu, pity me, the white haired man sent the black haired man. I'm sorry to hear that! " At last, the old woman began to cry again, but she couldn't see any tears from the corner of her eyes.Yang Xun's mother, Gu Qianqian, looks down at the old woman crying on the ground. Her eyebrows are somewhat similar to Yang Xun's, but she doesn't look like a fake.

"Are you really Yang Xun's mother?" Gu Qianqian stood behind Jiang Hanming and asked the old woman.

The old woman looked at Gu Qianqian from the corner of her eyes, and her eyes were full of admiration. She had lived for decades, and had never seen such a beautiful girl before. Her hair was black and her face was like a picture.

The old woman thought to herself that although the girl was dressed in a common way, she glanced at the girl's fingers to see that she was not able to be raised by ordinary girls. Was this the lady who was responsible for Yang Xun's funeral?

Thinking of this, the old woman couldn't help but cheer up and said with a flattering smile to Gu Qianqian, "yes, I'm Hao's mother of Yang Xun. This one beside me is Yang Jie, Yang Xun's younger brother. Today, I was going to visit Wang xun'er. Unexpectedly, I didn't even see the last one. In this way, heaven and man are separated forever. How can I live?" Then he began to cry loudly.