There were twelve men in the family, but none survived.
The only man left was Xiao Niu. Later, the female members of the Niu family remarried and died, and the only one left was Aunt Xu.
Song Qinghuan bit her chopsticks and couldn't remember where there was a war more than ten years ago.
But he still curiously asked Xiao Ci: "Then how do you know them?"
He also recalled that when he entered the shop just now, the men outside stood up when they saw him, and became even more confused: "I see that not only Aunt Xu and Xiao Niu are familiar with you, but also the people outside who drink and eat meat seem to know you."
Xiao Ci filled the wine cup for her and smiled softly: "It doesn't seem like it."
"Back then, I fought side by side with these brothers. To put it shamelessly, we were friends of life and death."
If he hadn't had these people with him back then, he might have left his life there, and how would he be today?
Song Qinghuan suddenly couldn't remember where Dali Chao had been in turmoil.
It could be seen that Xiao Ci's appearance didn't seem to be fake, so he believed him for the time being, thinking that he would ask when he went back to find out what happened more than ten years ago.
Xiao Ci could only mention these two sentences about what happened back then, so he stopped talking about it and concentrated on roasting meat for Song Qinghuan.
Seeing that she was enjoying the meal, he brought another bowl of meat and a jar of wine.
They are not expensive things, but they taste like something else.
The meat marinated in spicy sauce and the sip of wine made Song Qinghuan's nose runny from eating it, but she still couldn't help but eat and drink.
Seeing her eating like this, Xiao Ci rarely ate a few more pieces.
Even my mood is different from the past.
When he first got married to Princess Rui, he also brought her here.
But at that time, she and Song Qinghuan had completely different reactions.
When Song Qinghuan saw those men with rough voices, he didn't even move his brows. He came into the small courtyard, his eyes were clear, and there was no trace of disgust.
But his first wife, the princess, couldn't bear it. When she saw those rough men, she would hide behind her. When she saw Aunt Xu busy with a child, she felt that the food here was not clean.
Of course Xiao Ci didn't know that Song Qinghuan couldn't even eat a piece of meat since he was a child, so there was no way he could be picky. But the original princess was different. She was a real legitimate daughter of a high family, and she had been pampered since she was a child.
When we came out of "Niuji BBQ", it was already getting late. Song Qinghuan ate and drank so much that he felt a little dizzy when he walked.
Aunt Xu limped the two of them to the door, and with a smile, she took out a red envelope from her arms and gave it to Song Qinghuan.
"Girl, take it. You are Mr. Xiao's future wife. My old lady has nothing to give you. I just want some kindness. Girl, please don't dislike it."
There was a red paper wrapped in it, which felt a bit like a bracelet. Song Qinghuan pulled it on his hand, neither taking it nor taking it, so he had to turn his head to look at Xiao Ci.
Xiao Ci smiled: "Why don't you thank Aunt Xu quickly."
Song Qinghuan responded quickly and said with a smile: "Thank you, ma'am."
He said sweetly: "Auntie, your pickled meat is so delicious. I will come to your place to eat it next time."
Aunt Xu smiled and responded repeatedly, and sent the two of them out of the alley, then went back to clean up with her body hunched over.
The night market was still lively when we came out, but when we went back, it was already quiet, with only a few stall owners here and there closing their stalls.
People from the Five Cities Military and Horse Division passed by here, complaining and urging these people to go back quickly, saying that the curfew was coming soon.
Song Qinghuan's head was dizzy again, and he squatted on the roadside with Xiao Ci's cloak and acted like a rogue: "I'm not leaving. You can carry me back or carry me back, but I won't leave anyway."
Maybe he drank too much, and his voice sounded a bit like a cold.
Seeing her blushing face, Xiao Ci knelt down and teased her: "What do you want me to be called? Just say a few words and I will carry you back."
Song Qinghuan was confused and thought he was asking for "husband".
Thinking that the two sides were just talking about each other, he immediately opened his mouth and said: "Husband, carry me back, I can't walk anymore."
Xiao Ci didn't expect that she would call him "husband", so he laughed and said in a good mood: "Okay."
He squatted down in front of Song Qinghuan, and Song Qinghuan lay on his back without ceremony.
Xiao Cicai stood up with Song Qinghuan on his back. The little leader who was leading the patrol saw him and hurriedly came forward to say hello.
When he saw another one on his back, he immediately laughed: "Prince Rui, when did you change your taste and actually brought a girl here to play?"
He raised his eyebrows and smiled again: "Get someone drunk, then you will know that you are not honest."
Xiao Ci bumped the man on his back, glanced at him lightly, and smiled with a smile: "I brought my daughter here to see the world."
That person thought that Song Qinghuan was the little princess of Prince Rui's Mansion, and immediately calmed down: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."
Xiao Ci responded: "It doesn't matter, she is thick-skinned anyway."
Then he said: "I won't bother you anymore and go on a patrol."
"Hey, okay." The man said in response, and then warned: "It's not very peaceful in Kyoto recently. If you have nothing to do, please take the little princess back as soon as possible."
With that said, he followed the team and left.
Seeing that the person was walking away, Song Qinghuan reached out and pulled Xiao Ci's ear, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Jiu, when did I become your daughter?"
"Then didn't you swear to be my king's daughter?" Xiao Ci carried her on his back and walked leisurely on the road.
The sound is gentle and blows into the ears with the wind.
Song Qinghuan lay on his back and giggled: "Then you still marry me."
Xiao Ci then said: "I dote on you like a daughter, and it has nothing to do with whether I marry you or not."
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and soon it began to drizzle again.
Xiao Ci walked for a long time and didn't hear Song Qinghuan speak again, and thought she was asleep.
Then he said to himself: "It turns out that Princess Rui never lets me carry her on my back, saying it's against the rules. It's good for you, she really treats me as your father."
"Bah, my father has never betrayed me." Song Qinghuan said vaguely, already talking drunkenly.
Song Wende was a cheap dad at best, but she had never seen her biological father. She didn't know what he looked like, whether he was tall or short, fat or thin.
Xiao Ci smiled softly: "Really? To put it this way, I am quite honored."
There was no sound from behind for a while.
Xiao Ci thought she was really asleep this time, but she had a cramp somewhere. He suddenly straightened his waist and asked: "Uncle Jiu, do you miss your original princess? Or do you think I am
Not as good as your original princess?"
"Do you regret marrying me? Or do you plan to use me as a substitute for that princess?"
