The Siheyuan of the Young Educated Youth

There is a peach branch painted on the handle of the knife, with pink peaches on it.

The color of the place where the hands are often held has become dull.

The originally fierce and ferocious sword became more gentle and romantic because of the peach branches.

There was also a touch of tenderness in Qi Feifei's heart.

He stroked the hilt of the knife and held it in his hand.

A picture appears in my mind.

On the border city wall, stood a female general in red, holding a broadsword and looking into the distance.

There is endless yellow sand and a red sun that has lost its dazzling light and is slowly setting in the west.

Everything around slowly faded into darkness.

Qi Feifei let go of the sword and looked around. There was a big bow hanging in the middle of the wall.

There was actually a peach tree branch painted on the bow, with the branches full of peaches.

It actually matches the big knife.

How much this female general loves peaches!

Qi Feifei took down the bow and tried it.

Oh? Can't open it?

This is a strong bow. Qi Feifei likes it very much and can't put it down.

After looking at it for a while, I hung it back on the wall.

I want to use them for self-defense or hunting, but although these swords and bows are good, they are useless.

She couldn't maneuver the big sword in the mountains.

The bow couldn't be drawn at all.

After walking around for a while, he finally chose a dagger.

The blade was sharp, the blade glowed slightly blue, and there was a blood groove.

Qi Feifei held the dagger, pushed the door open and walked out, and the backyard was in front of him.

It turned out that these weapons were kept in the back room in the backyard.

Qi Feifei doesn't know how to use a sword, so in her hands it's no different from a machete.

Qi Feifei planned to go to the study to see if there was any suitable sword manual.

I don’t know if the fight between the wolves and bears outside has stopped, and whether it is dangerous.

It’s better to just stay in the courtyard and read.

Zheng Xiaoquan and his family.

Zheng Xiaoquan's wife hasn't come back yet.

After feeding the chickens, ducks and pigs, Zheng Xiaoquan went to his father-in-law's house to coax his wife.

The eldest girl has grown up and doesn't want to go to the second aunt's house for meals every day.

"Xicai, help me carry Xiwu on my back."

The eldest girl leaned against the edge of the kang.

"Little brother, lie on my back."

Xiwu obediently lay on his sister's back, "Sister, I miss my mother."

Xiujie's nose felt sour, "Be good, little brother, I'll take you to dinner."

The older brother looked at his sister's face happily and thought, "I don't need to wear a baby carrier when I go to my second aunt's house?"

"Sister, are we going to grandma's house?"

Xiu Li, "We go to the pig farm and Grandpa will cook for us. We can't always go to other people's homes for meals."

Xicai seemed to understand, "Oh!"

Xicai put the baby carrier on Xiwu's buttocks, and then pulled the straps to the front. The two siblings tied the little brother tightly. Xiuli stood up straight, shook it a little, and felt that the straps were tied quite firmly.

"Let's go, when we get to grandpa's place, someone will take care of us."

It was very hard for her to take care of her two younger brothers every day. It was good to have grandpa around.

Zheng Xiaoquan's wife was making a fuss, and Widow Gong lived in the same village, so she naturally knew about it.

Widow Gong had cleaned up Old Man Zheng's house a few days ago and had no plans to go there recently.

When I went out of the yard to dump the dirty water, I happened to see Xiuli and her two younger brothers walking out of the village.

Widow Gong rolled her eyes, quickly went back to the house to put the basin away, and then chased after him.

Following from a distance, I saw the three children go to the pig farm.

Widow Gong just followed them from a distance and did not go with them.

As soon as the three children entered the pig farm, Old Man Zheng saw the three children, buried Gu Tai, and felt bad.

Take Xiwu from Xiuli's back.

"Xicai, have you eaten?"

Xicai pursed his lips and said, "I haven't eaten." He was hungry and had walked such a long distance, his legs and stomach ached.

Old man Zheng held his grandson in his arms and prepared to go into the house. "Xiu Li, get some water and wash your brother's face."

At this time, Widow Gong entered the courtyard.

"Tongfu, the children must be tired after walking so far. You should take them into the house and let them rest on the kang. I will boil water and cook. I'm afraid the children are starving."

When Old Man Zheng heard the word "Tongfu", his heart softened. No one had called him that for many years.

"Okay, okay." He responded repeatedly.

He led the little ones into the house.

Widow Gong lit the fire, washed the millet, and washed three eggs.

The water was hot, so he filled a basin with water and said, "Tongfu, the water is hot, wash the children's faces first."

Then put the millet and eggs in the pot and cook them.

"Tongfu, set up the table. I'll go to the yard to pick some vegetables."

Old man Zheng responded, put the dining table on the kang, and placed chopsticks and sauce bowls on it.

Widow Gong went to the yard, found two persimmons, plucked a cucumber, and pulled some coriander.

Come back and wash them, cut the tomatoes into lotus petals, and sprinkle a tablespoon of white sugar on them.

Crush the cucumber, cut it into pieces, add salt, MSG, coriander, minced garlic, and two drops of sesame oil. Mix well.

Widow Gong cooked one dish and Old Man Zheng served one to the table, and the two of them worked in perfect harmony.

Soon the millet porridge and eggs were cooked.

Take out the eggs and place them in a basin of cold water.

"Tongfu, come and peel the eggs."

Old man Zheng came out and peeled the eggs.

Widow Gong put the millet porridge into a bowl.

It was brought into the house and given to the two older ones, each with a bowl, and the younger one half a bowl.

Said to Xiu Li, "Take your brother to eat, let the food cool down, don't burn yourself just out of the pot."

When I turned around and went out, Old Man Zheng had already peeled the eggs.

Widow Gong, "Go inside and feed the little ones, don't burn them. I'll boil a pot of water and wash their hair and give them a bath later."

Old Man Zheng felt warm at heart as he looked at Widow Gong, and the more he looked at her, the more satisfied he became.

Just like my own grandma.

After the children had eaten their fill and cleaned up the dishes, everyone took a break.

Old man Zheng asked the children how they had been spending the past few days.

In fact, he knew it in his heart; the captain had told him.

Let the children speak out and express the grievances in their hearts. Don’t keep them in your heart.

Widow Gong instructed Old Man Zheng, and the two of them washed the three children from head to toe.

I took Old Man Zheng's big clothes and put them on them.

Widow Gong washed all the clothes that her three children had worn for several days and hung them out to dry in the yard.

The three children were tired from walking, so after eating and washing, they all lay down comfortably on the kang and fell asleep.

Old man Zheng felt unhappy when he looked at his three children.

"My daughter-in-law has a problem with him, but the three children suffer!"

Widow Gong looked at her expression, reached out her hand, touched his hand, and stroked it gently.

"Do not be sad."

Old man Zheng turned his hand, held the white and soft little hand, and squeezed it gently.

"I will definitely marry you."

Old Man Zheng really wanted to hug her in his arms, but he held back in the end.

They held hands for a while before letting go.

"You are tired too, take a nap."

Widow Gong felt that Old Man Zheng was a nice person. She had been there for so many days and had seen his reactions.

His love, restraint, and forbearance all made her very satisfied.

Many men, when they see a woman, are like wolves seeing meat. They want that after just two days.

The more Widow Gong thought about it, the more she felt that she had made the right choice.