That night, Li Hui came back very late, smelling of alcohol all over his body. He probably drank with Li Qingchun.
"Didn't you ask Brother Qingchun to come back with you?"
Li Hui nodded and replied with a dull look:
"I gave in, but he said we would wait until the child is sent to the military camp. Li Wanming is here, and there is Li Wanzhang, the one nicknamed Tongchui."
She was very familiar with these two children. Their fathers were both martyrs who died fighting in southern Xinjiang. Li Wanming's mother, Zhang, also fought with her, but they got on very well afterwards. Last time Dong Cheng and the others said that Li Wanming had made a career.
You are very good at studying and practicing martial arts. Why are you here again today?
"Isn't he good at studying? Why did he come to the military camp? Li Qingchuan only has such a bloodline, how can his mother let him do it?"
"There's no point in denying it. It's the child's own choice."
"Don't we leave money for them to study every year?"
Li Hui took off his shoes and lay down, sighed, and said:
"You should know how much it costs to take the scientific examination. Even though we have promised to show up, the kid is ambitious and doesn't want to have to ask for help in everything, let alone his mother, uncle, and aunt who are so caring for him, so we decided
Come to the military camp. He heard that Liangyan will have additional martial arts exams next year, so he probably wants to take this path."
Cheng Xue knew about the martial arts test, and it was not impossible to take the martial arts test without execution, but Zhang's side...
"I want to see the child."
"Don't meet me, he can't see you." Li Hui refused directly, "I have to hide when I see you today, let alone you. I guess he is afraid that we will pay for his education."
"Whether it's civil or military, the former is definitely safer."
Nowadays, Beiqi seems to have subsided, but in fact, no one knows how long it will last.
Li Hui is also very aware of her worries, but that's all they can do. The child has his own choice, and it's futile to look for it again.
"You'd better forget it, their children have grown up. You can't even be the boss of your own son, how can you be the boss of others?"
Yes, official complaints were the most deadly, and Cheng Xue immediately stopped.
He lightly punched his shoulder in a funny way and said angrily:
"I asked the cloth shop to make cotton-padded clothes and boots for them. They shouldn't refuse them."
"Don't worry, this can't be done. You can save a lot of supplies for Coach Xiao by preparing them for them. It's not bad. By the way, how is your relationship with Mrs. Xiao?"
"It's very good." Cheng Xue replied, "Not far but not close, we are friends between gentlemen. The money Qinglin earned from doing business, I had someone send it to her two days ago."
"Well, that's good. If she comes looking for you, just avoid her. That person's brain isn't working very well lately."
"What do you mean?"
It's rare for him to complain about someone, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't interested.
She took the initiative to lie in his arms and asked with a smile:
"Please ask Mr. Li to help the little girl clear up her doubts. Why is Mrs. Xiao so obsessed with you?"
Li Hui was too lazy to watch her teasing, so he turned over and pressed her under him. After a lot of tossing, he sat down and murmured in her ear:
"It's like being heartless, asking me to help persuade Coach Xiao, and telling Xiao Qinglin's wife not to be so hasty. That's Qinglin's biological father, and as Coach Xiao's married wife, I didn't persuade him, so I was asked by an outsider to persuade him. It's almost impossible.
sick."
Cheng Xue was exhausted, but there was no reason not to eat melon when it came to her mouth.
"What does she mean? Did Qinglin say in her last letter that she wanted to get engaged?"
If I remember correctly, the emperor mentioned it, but he didn't find anything he liked, so he wasn't ready to consider it for the time being.
Could it be that Mrs. Xiao is doing this...
"She already has someone in mind!"
The two spoke in unison, and then looked at each other. Cheng Xue had no chance to speak anymore, and Master Li began to attack the city again...
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As we enter the twelfth lunar month, the northern state capital becomes even more lively.
The caravans came in one after another with empty cars, and left again with full cars and so on.
As long as the people in Fucheng have some skills, they will set up stalls to earn some money to supplement their family income. No one cares about business status, after all, all they earn is from small jobs, and that's what happened a year ago.
The government officials patrol the city every day for fear of troublemakers or pickpockets stealing things.
The cloth shop delivered cotton-padded clothes and shoes to keep out the cold that day. They were all made of this year's new cotton, and they were made of high-quality cotton. They felt different to the touch.
Now that Cheng Xue knew that Li Wanming didn't want to see her, she chose to respect the child. After seeing the cotton clothes, she asked Bai Wei to send someone there, but she didn't show up.
As soon as Bai Wei went out, Tiandong hurried in, bowed his hands and said:
"Madam, Mrs. Shen is here."
Mrs. Shen? Shen Jue’s wife?
"I just gave you a New Year's gift yesterday, and now I'm returning the gift today? That's too fast. Go ahead and invite me." Cheng Xue shook her head in a funny way.
Li Tian packed up the things on the table and took them to the Nuan Pavilion to continue cleaning up.
Soon, Mrs. Shen entered the room and said with a smile:
"Mrs. Li won't mind me coming uninvited."
"No way, come and sit down. But I just sent someone to deliver the New Year's gift yesterday, so you came a little too fast today. You haven't finished your work at home. You must have encountered something important."
Cheng Xue joked half-jokingly, and Mrs. Shen also chuckled "Haha..." and didn't take it seriously.
It was the beginning of the new year, and every household had to be busy with many things. Take the two of them as housewives, they had many things to be busy with, and they rarely had the chance to go out.
Mrs. Shen was honest, nodded and said:
"You are right, I really have something to do when I come here this time."
"Yeah, I guess that's right, tell me what's important in advance. I'll do it if I can. If I can't, I won't do anything."
Cheng Xue handed over the message first, so as not to look bad if he rejected it later.
Straightforward, Mrs. Shen likes this way of getting along.
"To be honest with Mrs. Li, the master and I have fallen in love with Master Du from Chengnan School. I wonder if Master Du is married."
Oh, you’re here to ask?!
"Pingren is not married, but your family's daughter does not seem to have a hairpin."
"You have to book it in advance if you don't have enough haircuts. Otherwise, if someone else takes away your beloved son-in-law, wouldn't you cry?"
"So optimistic?"
"Of course." Mrs. Shen nodded without hesitation, "There are only two grandsons in his family. My husband also knows what Mr. Du's temper is in the workshop. It is rare to see such a diligent and simple family, and I and I are very satisfied. Also. One more important thing is that 80% of such families will not take concubines."
Just like Li Hui, just like her husband.
They all passed the examination from farmers' families. Every day except going to the government office and going home, there were never any twists and turns.
Her two sons were both in Chengnan School, and they had many opportunities to interact with them in the past. She also thought that she was a good judge of people, so of course she targeted them in advance.
"The main reason I came here today is to ask Mrs. Li to give me a message. If the family has an idea, they will send someone over in March next year after the wedding ceremony for the daughter and hairdo is completed. If it doesn't work, forget it, just pretend we didn't say anything."
In a word, Cheng Xue is asked to help be the middleman. She will send the message first. As for whether the man wants to get married, that is another matter...