Moreover, this person targeted her again and again, which made Lin Mengya very unhappy.
What's the matter? Do you think she looks like a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch if they want?
The kitchen knife around her neck forced Yan Ling to give up his previous plan to teach her a lesson.
His eyes were still staring at her as sharp as a knife.
"I warned you! Miss Cheng is a member of the army. If you dare to have those messy thoughts again, I will destroy you!" .??.
Coming again?
Lin Mengya snorted coldly and chopped the kitchen knife directly back onto the chopping board with her backhand.
The sharp tip of the knife pierced straight into the chopping board, and the blade was still trembling slightly.
It was enough to show that if the other party really dared to harm her just now, she would definitely cut him off with this knife.
"You don't have ears? Sister Cheng personally recognized me as her younger brother. Even the man who joined the army didn't object to it. Who do you think you are?"
"How dare you talk to me like this?" He yelled sternly, with a bit of anger on his face.
Lin Mengya was not afraid at all, she just sneered, "I respect Lord Joined the Army, but you still treat me with courtesy. If I remember correctly, you are just a member of Lord Joined the Army, why shouldn't I dare?
"
Yan Ling narrowed his eyes and quietly clenched his hands into fists.
"Do you think you can ride on top of me just because you are valued by the people who have joined the army? Boy, this is a military camp, and only those with strong fists are qualified to speak. Don't blame me for not warning you. If you continue to be arrogant, I will kill you sooner or later.
You look good!”
"Ha! What can you do to me?" Lin Mengya was not afraid of the other party's threat at all.
That strict order made her furious, but thinking of his own purpose, he still endured it.
"Don't think that just because you saved Mr. Junjun once, you think you have achieved great results for your hard work. Let me tell you the truth, you were able to cure Mr. Junjun just because you were lucky! But next time, you won't be so lucky."
next time?
Lin Mengya realized something instantly, but her expression did not change at all.
"What about next time? Anyway, I cured this disease. If there is a next time, then I will just follow the same example."
Yan Ling's eyes were staring at her closely, as if he wanted to read something from her face.
But Lin Mengya is a master of controlling expressions.
Not to mention it was a strict order, even if there was one more person, there would be no way to see any flaw in her face.
After a moment of confrontation with the visitor, Lin Mengya also showed a disgusted expression and chased the visitor away.
"Get out of here! I'm warning you, if you talk about things like that in front of me again, I will tell all these things to my sister and brother-in-law!"
In the end, the strict order just left with a gloomy look.< br>
But when the people left, Lin Mengya closed the kitchen door and her expression changed instantly.
Something is wrong.
Although Yan Ling used Sister Cheng's name both times, today Lin Mengya felt that the other party was here to test her.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to tell her what she should do next time.
Unless the other party deliberately tested her, did she know that Du Canjun's illness was actually caused by poison?
And those who know the relationship must be insiders!
In other words, at least this strict order made it clear that Du Canjun was poisoned and not sick.
She thought about it and felt that she still had to report this to Du Canjun.
Who knew that as soon as she opened the door of the small kitchen, she felt a cold gaze staring at her.
She knew without looking that it was the strict order that threatened her just now.
Lin Mengya immediately adjusted her mood, turned her head deliberately, glared at the other party fiercely, turned around and returned to her tent with an angry look.
She was the only one in the camp.
He immediately took out a folding long tube mirror from the small package he carried with him.
The function of this thing is somewhat similar to a periscope. She used to make it for children to play with, but Long Tianyu thought it was good for detecting the situation, so he stuffed one into their package. Unexpectedly, it was sent today.
Used.
The small mirror is inconspicuous. If you stick it out from the corner of the window, you can't see it at all unless you look closely.
really!
The ghost of the stern man stood opposite their tent.
Ha! You're having trouble with me, right?
She put away the small mirror and thought about countermeasures.
The reason why the other party was staring at her so closely was probably because he was worried that she might inform Du Canjun.
But the other party had never stared at her so closely before.
I'm afraid there can only be one reason for such a change.
Although I don’t know why, they definitely want to take action against Du Canjun again!
Lin Mengya couldn't help but become anxious when she thought of this matter.
But at this time, the Zhou brothers and their own men were all entangled by those people.
And now she is being watched closely under strict orders. I am afraid that if she shows the slightest hint of intention, the other party will kill her before she reaches Du Shenjun's camp!
Of course she won't sit still and wait for death, but if their people in the dark just take action, then she won't be able to explain it clearly even if she has a hundred mouths.
Now she can only hope that Du Canjun will be smarter and never fall into the trap again!
Du Canjun is in a good mood today.
Ever since he got sick, everyone has been worried about him, and the brothers in the camp rarely laugh like this.
In fact, even he felt lucky to have survived the disaster. If he hadn't met the Xiao Linzi brothers by accident, I'm afraid he would have starved to death by now.
"Looking at how happy you are, it seems that my brother has an idea."
Cheng Shiniang walked in with a bowl of hot soup and a smile on her pretty face.
"I made some clear soup for you to drink. I asked my little brother before and he said it's okay to drink these things and it's good for your health."
As she said that, she placed the soup on the table in front of Du Canjun, turned around and walked behind him, put her jade hands on his shoulders, and kneaded it gently.
Du Canjun glanced at the soup and grabbed Cheng Shiniang's hand with his big hand.
"What's wrong?" Shiniang asked doubtfully.
With some emotion on his face, Du Canjun pulled the person into his arms.
"These years have been really hard on you. After this, I have figured out that many things in the past were because I was too stubborn and believed in myself too much, so I wasted these years with you. Shi Niang, don't you blame me?
"
Cheng Shiniang was stunned at first, but then her eyes turned red quietly.
But the corners of his mouth were still raised, trying hard to smile.
"How could I blame you? In fact, you and I are both responsible for what happened back then. If I hadn't gone my own way and left without listening to your explanation, we wouldn't have missed each other."
Time gently smoothes the edges and corners of the past.
When both of them were no longer sharp, they looked back and saw how precious the time they missed was.
"I"
Du Canjun wanted to admit his mistake, but Cheng Shiniang covered his mouth.
"I know what you want to say, but I no longer want to find out who is right and wrong."
When she pulled Du Canjun over, she held his fingers tightly.
"Brother Du, I admit that I still can't let you go after all these years. I believe you feel the same way, and that's enough."
Du Canjun didn't know what to say.
Back then, he and Shiniang were childhood sweethearts, and they were already committed to each other. However, an accident happened that could destroy all the relationship between the two.
He couldn't accept it at the time, so he made many wrong decisions, but by the time he wanted to make up for it, Shiniang had already been heartbroken by him and hid away.
In the past ten years, he has always been under the influence of those behind him. Regret devours your own heart.
Fortunately, Shi Niang finally came back.
Although an old firewood does not burn as violently as young people, it still has a lingering and pathos unique to them.
The two people felt that they had already talked about everything thoroughly, so they naturally agreed on how to hold the wedding after returning.
After all, people of their age are different from young people.
The so-called wedding is actually more about announcing to everyone that the two of them are together.
Shi Niang is a woman after all, and she has many ideas of her own about the wedding.
It's just that Du Canjun is a rough man after all. In Lin Mengya's words, he is an old straight man without any aesthetic taste. There is no hope for such a person.
Finally, after he said the wrong thing for the sixth time and had the wrong meaning, destroying all the romantic and ambiguous pink filters, Cheng Shiniang became angry.
"I knew I had nothing to say to you, an old stubborn man. Goodbye!"
Seeing his sweetheart walking away angrily, Du Canjun sighed sadly.
He really couldn't understand women. When he was happy, he called him Brother Du, and when he was unhappy, he called him Old Stubborn.
And he still doesn't know where he went wrong or why he angered his sweetheart.
"well"
He leaned back on the chair and sighed with some dejection, but his heart was always sweet.
As soon as his eyes touched the bowl of Qinghuo soup on the table, all the expressions on his face immediately faded away.
He stood up, took the soup, looked around, and finally saw an abandoned quiver.
He walked over, poured all the soup in his hand into the quiver, and then hid the quiver under his table.
After doing all this, he returned to his seat.
Not long after, someone else entered his camp.
"Uncle, my nephew heard that you are getting married to Miss Cheng?" Du Ziliang still looked concerned.
Du Canjun smiled, nodded, waved, and called the person to his side.
"Don't worry, just listen to Shi Niang on this matter."
"Yes, my nephew wants to congratulate his uncle on his wedding, but"
His face was a little solemn, and his words were a little hesitant, as if he didn't know whether he should say anything or not.
Du Canjun glanced at him and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Yes, although my nephew shouldn't say this, over the past few days, I have seen Master's body getting weaker and weaker, and I really feel guilty in my heart."
Du Ziliang lowered his head, his tone seemed to be a little unbearable.
