After a while, Sixth Aunt, Du Ruotong, and Fu Yun also came together. Sixth Aunt had the loudest voice: "Hey, I got up so early today." In her impression, Gong Yueyue was the kind of person who couldn't sleep until midnight. People who are willing to get up.
Gong Yueyue munched on the egg pancake and said, "I couldn't sleep, so I just got up." She was in a bad mood, and logically her appetite wouldn't be that good, but she couldn't bear the weight of the two babies in her belly. He just asked her if she wanted something to eat and drink, completely ignoring the heartbroken mood of her mother who had just suffered "domestic violence".
Fu Yun handed her a glass of warm water to prevent her from choking to death: "You have been lying down for so long, it's time to get up and move around. What are your plans for today?"
She said vaguely: "After breakfast, let's go for a walk."
Du Ruotong also became energetic: "Okay, I'll accompany you, I haven't been out for a long time." Since Gong Yueyue fell ill, her range of activities was limited to this palm-sized post house, and it was inevitable that she would feel feel oppressed.
"The fake husband is also going."
Gong Yueyue's soft words made Fu Yun, Du Ruotong and Sixth Aunt all stunned. Because when the three of them just walked into the dining room, they almost unanimously regarded the seemingly harmonious "young couple" in front of them as... It's true. It's as if the person sitting next to Gong Yueyue is really Zhao Changyuan, as if he has never left this post house, never left Gong Yueyue, never left everyone...
"The more it is at this time, the more important it is to appear in front of others. The marshal's delay in entering the camp has aroused suspicion. We want others to see that Zhao Changyuan has no time to take care of his wife who has just recovered from a serious illness." Gong Yueyue misunderstood everyone's reactions and thought they were worried that Fang Zhiwen would cheat in front of others.
Aunt Six suddenly thought of what happened last night, frowned and asked, "But what will you do if you encounter any danger?" Fang Zhiwen, with his thin arms and legs, how could he be Zhao Changyuan's opponent?
Du Ruotong dismissed her worries: "I will ask Yin Liang to follow us."
Mentioning Yin Liang, Gong Yueyue suddenly thought of another friend who was missing: "I don't know where Xiao Juan went. Why is there no news at all? It's really worrying." If he was also in trouble because of himself, How could she be embarrassed by any situation?
Du Ruotong saw the sad look on her face and comforted her softly: "Don't think so much, my husband has already sent someone to look for her."
After breakfast, Gong Yueyue took Fang Zhiwen, Du Ruotong, Xiaomei and Yin Liang, and the five of them set off from the post house and walked around the streets and alleys of Cangzhou.
After sleeping for too long, she felt that her waist and legs were stiff and she really needed to loosen her muscles and bones to avoid suffering great pain during delivery.
Along the way, Fang Zhiwen was inseparable, docile and courteous. "Would you like some candied haws, ma'am?" He subconsciously thought that as long as she was a girl, she would not be able to resist these little snacks. If she made her happy, she would not keep asking for money from him in the future. .
But when he met Gong Yueyue, a time-travelling girl who ate more snacks than he ate salt, Waterloo was inevitable. "I don't like sweets, and I hate hawthorns even more."
"Oh." He followed behind in frustration, thinking to himself that the general's wife was strange and difficult to take care of. It seemed that General Zhao's life was not very easy.
After walking for a long distance, Fang Zhiwen pulled Gong Yueyue and asked: "Madam, do you want to eat wontons?"
Before Gong Yueyue could say anything, Xiaomei immediately refused: "No, it's so dirty. How can the lady eat it?"
"Oh." He sighed in disappointment, but his eyes were still staring at the small wonton stall on the roadside.
His actions and eyes caught Gong Yueyue's eye. After all, he was so similar to Zhao Changyuan, so how could she bear to treat him so badly. "Do you want to eat?" she asked.
He realized that he was lost and quickly shook his head: "No."
Gong Yueyue said with a smile: "But I'm hungry, I want to eat wontons."
Gong Yueyue saw it and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Du Ruotong didn't have the eyesight like her and asked curiously: "Yueyue, why are you laughing?"
Gong Yueyue touched her round belly and muttered in an old-fashioned way: "The feelings of a young man are always poetry."
Just now, we were still arrogantly denouncing the unclean roadside stalls. Now, smelling the aroma of green onion soup, everyone couldn't stand it anymore and silently swallowed their saliva.
Fortunately, the little girl moved quickly and quickly brought bowls of fragrant wontons to their small square table, saving everyone's will from being gradually devoured by greed: "You guys, please use it."
Among the five people, Fang Zhiwen was the one who proposed to eat wontons, but he didn't have much appetite. He put a small wonton in his mouth but couldn't bear to swallow it. His eyes drifted to the busy little figure next to the big pot from time to time, and from time to time he fell into deep thought.
"This girl is so pretty, my husband's eyes are straight." Gong Yueyue teased him with a smile, knowing in her heart that he looked like a young boy in love with his youth.
Xiaomei and Du Ruotong also had an epiphany and looked at Fang Zhiwen with half-smiling eyes, making him suddenly at a loss. "I..."
Gong Yueyue saw him blushing and looking like he had done something wrong. She felt funny in her heart, but she couldn't bear to bully him anymore. "Okay, why are you so afraid of me? Am I that cruel?"
Fang Zhiwen lowered his head and muttered: "You are not mean, you are powerful. Master Pan promised to give me a total of five hundred taels of silver. You will deduct one hundred taels from me as soon as you start. If you make another mistake, you will have to double it. If I am not careful,
Wait, it’s gone after two or three times.” The more he spoke, the more he felt aggrieved, and he used a spoon to stir the wontons into a mess.
"Pfft..." Xiaomei and Yin Liang were both amused by him.
Du Ruotong couldn't help but push Gong Yueyue beside him, pretending to be angry and said: "Yueyue, you are too cruel. In this way, people may end up giving you money."
Although their personalities are very different, Fang Zhiwen's aggrieved look is very similar to Zhao Changyuan's, which makes Gong Yueyue unable to move. "Stop being so pitiful, I will give it to you when I come back safely."
One thousand taels."
Fang Zhiwen almost jumped up in shock: "Really?" In his life, and in the lives of his parents, no one has ever seen so much silver. A total of fifteen hundred taels. If he takes care of himself, the most he can deduct is for her.
Four to five hundred taels, and there was still something left in the end. He was making calculations in his mind, as if he could see his own house, fields, cattle and sheep in the future...
"Do I look like a person who tells lies?" Gong Yueyue looked at this face that was similar to her husband's. Now she was so happy that she felt a lot better without knowing it. "With money, you just want to marry this person."
girl?"
"Yeah." He nodded and said, "But I don't know if she is willing. There are many people who like her!" This is the effect of beauty being in the eye of the beholder. In his eyes, if someone buys ten bowls of wontons, they will get an extra penny.
, they are all trying to trick her.
Gong Yueyue praised him sincerely: "You are not bad either." After all, he looks like her pretty boy. Even if he only has a three-dimensional resemblance, it is already a big deal in her eyes.
Fang Zhiwen smiled lightly, looking at the green green onions in the bowl, and said calmly: "Madam, you don't know something. My father is mute, and so is my eldest brother. The girl he married years ago is also a mute girl from a neighboring village. It's my turn.
When I died, people either thought I was poor or were afraid that I would give birth to a mute child in the future, so no one would marry their daughter to me. My mother said that if you have money, you will be better off.
Being looked down upon.”
He spoke calmly, but everyone present felt moved and sympathetic. Xiaomei said with red eyes: "I didn't expect you to have such a difficult time."
He still smiled indifferently, with a satisfied look on his lips and eyebrows: "It's not difficult. My parents and my eldest brother treat me like a treasure. My sister-in-law is also a good person and has never let me suffer. No matter how much outsiders look down on us,
, as long as our family stays together safely, that’s enough.”
Gong Yueyue was deeply moved by his last words: "You are right, nothing is important, what is important is that we are together."
"The general will come back. He is a good man, and good men will be rewarded." Fang Zhiwen doesn't know how to speak sweet words. He only knows the truth about life that his mother has always instilled in him when he was very young - evil will be rewarded.
, good deeds are rewarded with good deeds.
Gong Yueyue was amused by his serious look: "How do you know he is a good person? Do you recognize him?"
He nodded and recalled: "A few months ago, I was kidnapped by that pervert named Tong, and I was almost... insulted. If General Zhao hadn't saved me, I still don't know how miserable I would have been. I
We are not related to the general, but he rescued him out of justice. He is a good man." Every time he mentioned this matter, he felt uncomfortable. He was a man, no matter how cowardly he was, he was still born with a manly nature.
It was a matter of blood and self-respect. To Zhao Changyuan, that matter might be insignificant, but to him, Fang Zhiwen, it was a huge kindness. So when Pan Jingyuan approached him this time, he agreed without too much hesitation.
Money is a small aspect, but repaying kindness is the biggest reason in his heart.
A few people were still chatting and laughing while eating wontons. Yin Liang's face suddenly darkened, and he glanced behind Gong Yueyue and Fang Zhiwen: "You really can't talk about people during the day, and you can't talk about ghosts at night."
Gong Yueyue turned around casually: "What's wrong?" She saw Tong Xian, dressed in a rich uniform, strutting in from far and near surrounded by minions.
Fang Zhiwen also saw him and was so frightened that he almost knocked over the soup bowl in front of him.
Yin Liang placed the iron whip around his waist on the table with a clang, and said expressionlessly: "Don't panic, stay calm." The character of Handsome Yin can be described as "simple and rough."
To describe it. In his eyes, any problem that can be solved by force is not a problem. Unless he can’t defeat it...
On this side, Gong Yueyue and everyone were in a state of preparation for war, while on the other side Tongxian and everyone didn't notice these old acquaintances at the roadside stall at all, and passed by them leisurely.
Fang Zhiwen felt like he was trembling all over: "It's so dangerous!" Every time he saw Tong Xian's masculine face, he seemed to be at the bedside of Tong Guiren's wing that night...
It's just that accidents always happen unexpectedly from the sky.
"Oh! Damn girl, are you blind?" Tong Guiren's enchanting voice almost frightened the people on the street.
The unlucky child this time happened to be Fang Zhiwen's sweetheart. When she turned around with the bowl in hand, she accidentally touched Tong Xian's sleeve. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't care!" (To be continued)