Song Youyu practiced in the camp every day and stayed in Liaodong for several years. He had already become rough and thick-skinned, and he didn't care about the strong wind and snow in winter.
Because Xiao Rouzhen and Wu Nian were both from the girl's family, he usually spent most of the night in the camp, and only occasionally went back to his own small courtyard to take a rest.
Went home in the snow that day. As soon as we entered the door, Xiao Rouzhen grabbed her, took out the hood mysteriously, and said with a smile: "I gave it to you. After eating and drinking for free for so long, I have to give you something in return."
OK."
Song Youyu took the hood over, and was really surprised and happy. After taking a closer look, he put it on, with a smile on his eyes and eyebrows, and asked: "Did you do it? I didn't notice it."
You actually have such skills."
Xiao Rouzhen clasped her hands behind her back, and was embarrassed to say that she almost lost her hands for wearing such a hood, but seeing that he was happy, she hummed and said, "You didn't expect so much."
After changing the topic, she looked at Song Youyu with a smile: "Lihua bought fish today. How about grilling the fish?"
Xiao Rouzhen was not very good at cooking, and she had no intention of doing anything. However, she also liked the food cooked by Song Youyu. Every time she saw Mu Xiu, she would try her best to coax him into cooking.
Song Youyu was so moved by the hood that he immediately put his words to flight. He put his forehead helplessly and said, "I see you didn't give me the hood because you wanted to eat and drink for free, but because you wanted to coax me."
I'll make something delicious for you."
Xiao Rouzhen did not deny it, smiling like the spring flowers in March: "Who told you to cook so deliciously?"
At noon, Song Youyu actually put on an apron and started working in the kitchen. Xiao Rouzhen couldn't help, so she moved a small stool and sat there talking to him.
Wu Nian was very discerning and always stayed far away from them at such times, never letting himself appear in front of the two of them.
Song Youyu and Xiao Rouzhen got along very casually, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. What's more, they had always gotten along like this since Xiao Rouzhen came to live here.
When the food was cooked, Xiao Rouzhen put it on the table, set out the bowls and chopsticks, and even before eating, she praised Song Youyu's cooking skills.
Song Youyu was not surprised by her ability to tell lies with her eyes open, so he teased her: "It's better to teach a man a fish than to teach a man a fish. How about I teach you?"
Xiao Rouzhen curled her lips and responded casually: "No, I don't have such talent. I'd better wait until I marry a talented husband in the future."
When she talked about getting married, she felt irritable for no reason. She glanced at Song Youyu subconsciously. Seeing that his expression was as usual, she didn't say anything. She lowered her eyes, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating.
Song Youyu felt a little uncomfortable when he saw her little move.
All of a sudden, the two of them stopped talking, Wu Nian didn't make a sound, and the atmosphere in the room became more and more uncomfortable.
Song Youyu ate his meal in a sullen voice, and instead of staying overnight and then returning to the camp as before, he found an excuse and went out early.
As soon as he left, Wu Nian took the ointment and applied it with Xiao Rouzhen. Thinking of what happened just now, he couldn't help but persuade her: "Sister, why don't you try again? I see that General Xiao Song doesn't reject you either."
He added: "Our current status is not as good as before. I'm afraid we will have to marry ordinary people in the future."
Xiao Rouzhen didn't know Wu Nian's good intentions and escaped from marriage all the way to Liaodong. She couldn't just live like this for the rest of her life. Besides, the woman was a gentle woman. Now Song Youyu was here and could protect her, but Song Youyu would have to return to Beijing sooner or later in the future.
Since she and Wu Nian gave up the life of fine clothing and fine food, they must get married and have children like ordinary people so that they can have a place to live.
Liaodong is a bitter and cold place, and even if Xiao Rouzhen had the face of a fairy, she would not marry well.
Zai Wu Nian's thoughts, if he followed Song Youyu, it would be different.
Although Xiao Rouzhen was raised as a spoiled child, she still had some backbone.
After hearing this, he said: "Don't say this anymore. General Xiao Song saved us from fire and water, but he must not repay kindness with enmity."
Although she admired Song Youyu a lot, she also knew that she was a problem. Let alone his wife, even being his concubine would put him in a dilemma.
The Song family also has the title of Marquis of the North of Qi. Although Song Youyu is currently in the Cao family's army in Liaodong, he may have to return to Beijing one day to take the title.
Naturally, with my status, I can't follow him to Beijing, but if I really belong to him, I can't stay alone in Liaodong.
When the time comes, neither the left nor the right will be the right one, but this does not mean that he will be in trouble.
Xiao Rouzhen said: "How can I be worthy of his status?"
Wu Nian also looked at the two people getting along with each other on a daily basis, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "But my sister is clearly interested in him."
Such a delicate person, who usually has to embroider two handkerchiefs very hard, now has her hands pierced for a hood. Even if she doesn't say anything, she always sees this love.
inner.
Xiao Rouzhen did not admit it at all. She glared at Wu Nian and said, "That's nonsense. I treat him like a brother, so why are you so obsessed with it?"
Saying that Wu Nian should not apply medicine for her, he retracted his hand and turned around and entered the house.
But my heart couldn't stop beating wildly.
I'm afraid she has to know clearly whether she has any thoughts or not.
After Song Youyu left during the day, he didn't go back home for half a month. On weekdays, he would go back at most every five days.
Xiao Rouzhen just thought that he was busy and didn't take it to heart. She and Wu Nian were wondering how they should spend their days.
In the middle of the night, it started to snow, and the wind blew loudly outside. Xiao Rouzhen was a little afraid of the cold and couldn't sleep well. She heard the knock on the door outside the courtyard.
I was confused, but I still put on my clothes and went out. When someone was near the door, I didn't rush to open it. I just asked in a low voice through a door: "Who?"
"It's me." Song Youyu's deep voice came in from outside. Xiao Rouzhen felt happy and hurriedly opened the door. She saw him standing in the wind and snow. Because of the darkness, she couldn't see his expression clearly for a while.
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But the smell of alcohol all over his body could not be concealed.
Xiao Rouzhen frowned and subconsciously stepped forward to give him a hand and asked, "Where have you been to be cool? You smell so bad of alcohol."
Song Youyu had drunk a lot of wine, but he was still sober. Xiao Rouzhen supported him, and he didn't avoid it. He just followed her into the main room and sat down.
Even without a charcoal pot burning, the hall was much warmer than the windy and snowy outside. Xiao Rouzhen lit the oil lamp and saw that Song Youyu's face was red. She didn't know whether it was from drinking or from the cold wind.
He frowned and said, "I'll make you some hangover soup."
Everyone walked to the door, but then turned back and said with a troubled face: "I don't know how to make sobering soup."
When Song Youyu heard this sentence, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
But then he looked solemn again, raised his hand and patted the place beside him and said: "No need to cook, come here, I have something to tell you."
Xiao Rouzhen also sat down obediently. Before she could sit down, she heard Song Youyu say: "Besides wanting to be a husband who can cook, do you have any other requirements?"
