After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

"Hui Ling, has something happened?" Yang looked worried.

Song Huiling hid her emotions, packed up the silver and handed it to Yang: "Mother, I'll leave the silver to you for safekeeping. I'm going to cook first, and I have to go to the county town to deliver food to He Zhan later."

Yang was lost in thought. When she heard that Song Huiling was going to deliver food to her son, she immediately smiled and said, "Go ahead. It only takes a short time to deliver a meal. It shouldn't interfere with Ah Zhan's work. I'll let Ah Mo go with you."

Song Huiling paused, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I will be back before dark."

Yang suddenly thought of something and said with an ambiguous smile: "It's okay if you don't come back, but you still have to let A'mo take you there."

"Mom, what does this mean?" Song Huiling didn't quite understand.

"Oh, where should we put so much silver?" Yang deliberately changed the subject and looked for a hiding place with the silver.

Song Huiling looked at Yang wandering around the room, but without asking any more questions, he left the west room and went to the kitchen.

A'mo is making a fire to boil water.

Song Huiling pointed to the grass carp in the wooden barrel beside the stove and reminded him, "Amo, kill the fish together. I'll make you a squirrel fish later."

A'Mo's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly. He loved eating fish the most. Sister Huiling was so nice to him!

Song Huiling brought a wooden basin to the yard, filled it with water and began to wash the radishes.

After Yang put the silver away and walked into the yard, she found that Song Huiling had put all the five pounds of radishes he had bought today into the water.

She rolled up her sleeves as she walked and asked curiously, "Hui Ling, what are you going to cook today? Why did you wash all the radishes?"

Song Huiling just picked up a radish in her hand. She stood up, water dripping down her fingers: "Mom, don't you like kimchi? I'll make you a jar of pickled radish."

Yang felt warm in her heart, and she moved a small stool to sit opposite Song Huiling, her eyes wrinkled with smiles: "My daughter-in-law is so thoughtful, but you haven't finished eating the sour cowpeas you soaked last time."

"Kimchi has been stored for a long time, so just eat it slowly." Song Huiling picked up the loofah and rubbed the surface of the radish to remove the dirt.

Yang helped, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law washed it three times before Song Huiling took it to the kitchen to slice it.

After Song Huiling entered the kitchen and confirmed that she would not be able to come out for a while, Yang walked to A'mo, who was killing chickens and fish, and pulled him to a corner of the courtyard farthest from the kitchen.

"Amo, Huiling is going to the county town to deliver food to Azhan in a while. You should go with him and come back immediately. Also, find a way to tell Azhan to let Huiling stay in the city overnight. Remember that?"

A'Mo nodded, but he didn't understand why he had to come back first.

Yang was reluctant to explain too clearly to A'mo, and only said that this was a matter of life and death, and asked him to do it.

Ah Mo was a man of pure mind, and although he couldn't figure it out, he nodded in agreement.

"By the way, don't tell Hui Ling about this. Just keep it to yourself."

A'Mo curled his lips helplessly. He didn't know what it was about, and he couldn't say anything even if he wanted to.

After Yang finished giving the instructions, she went into the kitchen to help Song Huiling.

The little thought in her mind was nothing more than wanting the young couple to consummate their marriage as soon as possible.

The daughter-in-law has recovered, but the son is on duty outside day and night. If this continues, the young couple will never be able to get married.

My son has a separate bedroom in the city, so it would be great if we could accomplish this today!

Song Huiling soaked the radish, and A'mo prepared the chicken and fish.

It took her an hour and a half to prepare the meal. She packed He Zhan's portion first, and after the meal, she set off for Qingyuan County with A'mo.

A soldier under You Hezhan who was guarding the city gate today saw Song Huiling and forced a smile on his serious face: "Sister-in-law is here, the boss is in the training ground."

Song Huiling knew the approximate location of the parade ground, said thank you, and stuffed the pastries that he had prepared in advance to him and another soldier guarding the city gate.

The parade ground was located in an open area one mile east of the county town.

The two men walked to the fence. On the wide parade ground, soldiers were crawling and fighting, raising dust. Powerful shouts could be heard one after another, and a tremor filled the air.

There were mostly young soldiers in the parade ground, and everyone was shirtless. She was far away and couldn't see everyone's face clearly. All she could see were their firm and tight chest and abdominal muscles. Are all the soldiers in Qingyuan County of such high quality?

Song Huiling leaned against the fence, admiring the scenery intently, and almost forgot the purpose of his trip.

Ah Mo followed Song Huiling's gaze and found that she didn't seem to be looking for He Zhan, but was openly looking at a man...

He raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

Song Huiling awkwardly withdrew his gaze and coughed tactically, forgetting that there was a minor next to him.

"Amo, you should go back first. The training will probably not be over for a while. I have something to say to your nephew alone."

A'mo refused to leave and waited with Song Huiling, as the things his elder sister had asked him to do had not been done yet.

Besides, Sister Hui Ling's heart was about to fly away. If he didn't help to keep an eye on him, that hateful nephew would come to trouble him again.

The training ground was very large. Song Huiling looked for a long time but couldn't see He Zhan, so he had no choice but to wait at the exit.

Song Huiling no longer had the energy to appreciate the young body. Her mind was filled with thoughts on how to tell He Zhan about the divorce.

Instead, A'mo was leaning against the fence, staring intently at the soldiers training in the parade ground.

Seeing that he seemed very interested in the military camp, Song Huiling took the food box from him and said, "Go and have a look around if you like."

A'Mo lowered his eyes and looked at her, his face hesitant.

Song Huiling's lips curved slightly: "Don't worry, this is on the training ground, nothing will happen."

Ah Mo still stood there. Song Huiling took a step forward and gently pushed him: "Go ahead, go ahead. I'll talk to your eldest nephew later and ask if we can arrange for you to join the military camp as well.

A'Mo's eyes lit up, then his expression dimmed. Is the military camp mute?

Song Huiling noticed that Ah Mo was suddenly depressed, and could probably guess what he was thinking, so he comforted him softly, "Ah Mo is so powerful, he can fight ten people at once. The military camp is most grateful for a warrior like you."

Hope rekindled in A'mo's dim eyes. He believed in Sister Hui Ling. When he became strong one day, he would definitely go back and chop off the head of that bastard Xin Sang!

Song Huiling found a big tree with lush branches and leaves, leaned against it with the food box in hand, and waited quietly.

The gate at the exit of the parade ground was opened and three soldiers walked out.

Song Huiling hurriedly set off, wanting to ask them to help call He Zhan.

But he took a few steps forward, and when he saw the face of the leader clearly, he shrank back under the tree in disappointment.

The man also looked very strong, but he had a lot of loose fat on his body. His eyes were narrowed to a slit, with an obvious dark circle under his eyes, and he felt as if his body was overdrawn and had an obscene feeling.

Good-for-nothing! It was rare for Song Huiling to make such a stereotyped assessment of someone.

She turned her body and deliberately hid her figure.

But she didn't know that the man had already locked his eyes on her the moment he walked out of the training ground.

Ah Mo was circling outside the fence, and no one knew where he was going.

Song Huiling stood for a while, slowly turned sideways, and just as she stuck her head out, she saw three figures appear in front of her, blocking her way.

"Young lady, who are you waiting for here?"