Accidentally turned red

The two soon walked to the west end of the village, and sure enough there was a pile of pushed wheat straw on the ground.

Just as Li Weixi was about to reach out to pick the bamboo basket, Yang Yiwei said, "Wait a minute!"

"Ah?" Li Weixi looked at Yang Yiwei puzzled.

Yang Yiwei lifted his five treasures from his neck and put them on the ground, then supported the bamboo basket of his second treasure with one hand, helped to remove the strap with the other, and said: "Your hand is injured, try not to use your hands. "

Li Weixi couldn't hold back, she lowered her head and chuckled.

After taking off the bamboo basket, Yang Yiwei patted Li Weixi on the belted waist, "You are only allowed to use your right hand to hold the wheat straw. Did you hear that, Erbao."

Li Weixi tugged on his military uniform, "It's not big or small, call me Big Brother."

Yang Yiwei: "Second Treasure!"

Li Weixi glared at Yang Yiwei: "Three treasures!"

Yang Yiwei: "Second Treasure!"

Li Weixi: "Three treasures!"

The children looked left and right, and raised their hands: "Five Treasures!"

The two of them looked down at the child at the same time, were teased for a while, and couldn't help but kissed the child's little cheek.

It gets dark quickly in winter. It was still bright when a few people went out, but it was already dark when they came back with a bamboo basket of wheat straw on their backs.

The rest of the people in the courtyard have already started to prepare dinner bustlingly.

Li Weixi and Yang Yiwei started to separate the little pigsty.

But the theory is simple, but it is really difficult to get angry.

In the end, Li Weixi and Yang Yiwei called Lu Shilei, Li Dingyi, and Zhou Chen over, and the five big men struggled for an hour to separate the pigsty.

Zhang Tong copied the big spoon and laughed through the window: "You bastards!"

The four of Li Weixi couldn't beat up Zhang Tong because of the younger generation's personality, so they had to point their cannons at Zhou Chen, "Take care of your mother-in-law!"

Zhou Chen shrank his neck, "I can't control him."

Zhang Tong proudly put his hips on his hips, and twisted his buttocks inside the window, "I don't know, my family has the final say."

The little beauty in the cheongsam who was standing next to her in name but actually the main force silently covered her eyes.

The little beauty is very powerful, and with Zhang Tong's useless help, she prepared a large table of dishes in less than two hours.

A family of nine sat around a table lively.

Li Weixi originally thought that she would have to feed Wubao, but she didn't expect to need it at all.

The little guy was holding a small spoon, and his face was bulging like a little hamster when he was eating.

Seeing the child eating like this, Li Weixi felt that she could eat an extra bowl of rice.

After drinking for three rounds, old man Lu suddenly said, "Second treasure and three treasures, you two..."

Mr. Lu's gaze stayed on the military uniforms of Li Weixi and Yang Yiwei, and he asked bitterly and distressedly, "How did you get here?"

Li Weixi and Yang Yiwei looked at each other.

Yang Yiwei said: "Brother, tell me first."

Li Weixi put down her chopsticks, "Actually, it's nothing. After I was arrested that year, I followed the team directly to the north, and then fought a few battles with the team, big and small. I always wanted to come back, but they didn't let anyone go. Only after I became the team leader did I apply for a family leave."

"Family visit..." Mr. Lu repeated in a murmur, "I just have to go."

Li Weixi lowered her eyes, "Yes."

Mr. Lu coughed twice.

Li Weixi looked up, "Father."

Mr. Lu waved his hand, "It's okay, Sanbao, how about you?"

Yang Yiwei said: "I also came back from family leave this time."

Li Weixi turned to look at Yang Yiwei: "I've wanted to ask for a long time." Li Weixi touched Yang Yiwei's clothes with his hand, "Why are you wearing this skin?"

"Brother." Yang Yiwei said: "There were more than one wave of people passing by that day. I was after you...and then went south."

Li Weixi's fist on her knee tightened suddenly.

Yang Yiwei saw it with sharp eyes, and reached out to hold Li Weixi's hand, "It's okay, except for not being able to go home these years, everything else is fine."

Li Weixi thought about the injuries on his body, and he was afraid that Yang Yiwei would have many of them.

How easy it is to live between life and death.

Li Weixi turned sideways slightly, opened her arms and hugged Yang Yiwei, for the life of Erbao and Sanbao involuntarily licking blood from the knife edge.

The atmosphere on the table was very gloomy for a moment.

Grandpa Lu looked at the two brothers hugging each other, sighed deeply, and then raised his cup, "Let's have a drink together."

"For peace." Mr. Lu said.

If this toast is mentioned on the current wine table, it will be somewhat ridiculous.

But now they are playing the role in the period of warlord melee, an era when even going out to buy medicine may be caught as a young man, so this sentence is really the heavy and humble expectation of an old father.

The moon outside is full, but I don't know if there will be such a reunion in the coming year.

After eating, Li Weixi and Yang Yiwei went back to their room.

The two stood in front of an old-fashioned wardrobe to change clothes.

Belts, pistols/guns, and military jackets were thrown onto wooden boxes one by one.

"Are you injured too?" Li Weixi tugged on his tie, turned around and sat on the wooden box, looking at Yang Yiwei and asked.

He was quite curious about what Yang Yiwei would be painted on.

Yang Yiwei looked at Li Weixi, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt.

Li Weixi's pupils shrank, she stepped on her leather boots on the floor and stood up, stretched out her hand and tore open the collar of Yang Yiwei's shirt.

I saw a hideous wound near Yang Yiwei's neck.

If this goes up a little bit, people are afraid that they will disappear.

Even though she knew it was fake, Li Weixi was still taken aback at that moment.

Yang Yiwei smiled and patted Li Weixi's arm, "It's okay, the wounds are all scabbed over."

Li Weixi stroked the scar lightly, "How did you do it?"

Yang Yiwei was silent for two seconds, then softly replied: "Assassination."

Li Weixi shook her hand.

Yang Yiwei said: "A confidant."

Li Weixi went to unbutton Yang Yiwei's shirt, "Do you have any other injuries?"

"It's all minor injuries."

It was said to be a minor injury, but the scars on Yang Yiwei's body were crisscrossed and horrifying.

Li Weixi closed Yang Yiwei's skirt, "Don't let my father see it."

"I know." Yang Yiwei said, looking at Li Weixi, "You said 'yes' just now, you must have a lot of injuries."

Li Weixi raised her eyebrows, "Fortunately, it's not as scary as you."

Yang Yiwei said: "Show me."

Li Weixi turned around, "No, what's so interesting about it."

Yang Yiwei stared: "Hey, Zhao Erbao, I said you've gone too far, I'll show you all!"

Li Weixi: "Brother."

Yang Yiwei: "Don't call, Zhao Erbao, Zhao Erbao, Erbao, Erbao, Erbao, Baby!"

Li Weixi: "...Third baby, you are so naive."

Yang Yiwei: "I don't care, show me quickly!"

Said that Yang Yiwei was going to catch Li Weixi, Li Weixi turned sideways to hide.

"Huh?" Yang Yiwei was surprised, and tried to catch him again, but Li Weixi dodged again.

In order to make Director Yang's film recently, Yang Yiwei not only learns singing and women's posture from Teacher Lu Manlu, but also learns martial arts regularly.

As for Li Weixi, because of the role of the national teacher Su Ruo, she learned a few fake moves from the martial arts instructor on the set, and because of her understanding of Yang Yiwei, she escaped handsomely.

However, Yang Yiwei became interested all of a sudden, and started flirting with Li Weixi in the hut.

In the end, Li Weixi, who had only learned a few fake moves, showed her true colors without dismantling a few tricks. Yang Yiwei, who had practiced hard for three months, was pinned to the wall.

Yang Yiwei grabbed Li Weixi's left wrist with one hand, put his elbow on Li Weixi's shoulder with the other hand, and laughed, "Say, show me, or you can do it yourself."

Li Weixi struggled for a few times but did not move, and surrendered helplessly, "Hey, give me up, let me go first, I will do it myself."

Yang Yiwei let Li Weixi go as he wished.

Li Weixi twisted her neck, tore off her tie and threw it on the wooden box, then unbuttoned her shirt.

Yang Yiwei saw Li Weixi's gunshot wound near his heart at a glance.

I have to praise the special effects makeup artist of the program group, the gunshot wound is so realistic.

Yang Yiwei's face darkened immediately, and he finally understood why Li Weixi was so excited when he saw the painted wound on his neck just now.

Yang Yiwei gritted his teeth as if looking for revenge, pointed at the gunshot wound on Li Weixi's chest, and asked viciously, "Who did this?!"

Li Weixi shook his head and smiled wryly, "On the battlefield, swords and guns have no eyes, and how can we know who is fighting?"

Yang Yiwei was angry.

Li Weixi patted Yang Yiwei twice.

Yang Yiwei said in a bad mood: "You also said that my injuries are scary, so how good are you?"

"It's a war, there's no one who doesn't get hurt." Li Weixi turned around and sat on the bed.

Yang Yiwei fell silent, sat next to Li Weixi, and said after a few seconds: "It would be great if there is real peace one day."

"Yes." Li Weixi fell back on the bed, with her hands behind her head, "We must always work hard for that day, even for future generations."

Following Li Weixi's example, Yang Yiwei also fell on the bed, and said with a smile, "For the five treasures?"

Li Weixi laughed along: "Well, for the Five Treasures."

Yang Yiwei said: "If there is peace one day, I will come back, raise pigs and farm, and watch Wubao marry a wife."

Li Weixi laughed, "Then I'll come back too and raise five treasures with you."

The two were lying on the bed with their skirts open, chatting about war and peace and raising a son.

The author has something to say: Thank you Yuan for throwing a landmine and irrigating 1 nutrient solutions, thank you ^_^.

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