Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Layers of clean, baked cotton cloth were spread out, and the smell of various wild herbs was strange. The dog had long since woken up from the mandrake, howling in pain from the pain of broken bones and shredded flesh, "Awoo! Awoo!"

"Sister... woo woo, they are crying." Ji Laoer looked at the two dogs howling with tears in the corners of their eyes and wiped his tears away.

Who says animals are inferior to humans? When they know you are saving them, they won’t struggle even when in great pain, and they won’t cry silently.

"The dogs are in great pain, but they will be all right. Ask Mammy to prepare some salt and sugar water for them."

Upon hearing this, Lele wiped her tears and rushed over. Soon she came over behind the nanny who was bringing water.

The amputation was completed and hot water was used to clean the scene. The two dogs were half-hanging with their limbs fixed, and they drank water sideways with relish, looking towards the door from time to time.

Ji Laoer's red eyes finally showed a smile.

In addition to the two barefoot doctors, Xie Miao insisted on guarding the first night. It was late at night and very cold, so Wangshu was left to him. After all, Erquan saved his life and the lives of his subordinates. "The prince cannot touch them casually. If there is any situation, they will handle it."

Xie Miao nodded.

It was February, and winter was still cold. Apart from the two dogs in the utility room and Mr. Xie who came to look after them from time to time, life hadn't changed much.

He got up late, had breakfast, asked a few questions at the door, and then went to the kitchen to check the ingredients and the account books. In the afternoon he practiced dancing, ate and drank, and dealt with miscellaneous matters.

As time went by, Chun Yang couldn't help but wonder, "The prince has been guarding a place for such a long time, can Kuer City be separated from the commander?"

The days when little is uncomfortable are also not very comfortable.

Wangshu flipped through the large print book. "A commander is also a human being. He can let go and keep the city in order. The general can't do that, but the prince can. That's why the prince is so great."

...Is that so? Chun Yang was puzzled. It was not right. He could not help but get a little excited: "The general came back last time, and he came back victorious!"

Tsk! Wangshu rolled his eyes. "…Let's wait for his reply and see how he defends himself this time!"

I felt a little regretful after saying that.

Last time I was so angry that I said something without thinking, and my words were a bit dirty.

How an ancient person could understand gender equality and reject stigmatization is beyond the scope of the text.

Hunan women are affectionate. When she heard this, her head almost took off. What a bunch of cowards, abandoning their families and children to find a new love and shirking the blame as if it had nothing to do with them, pretending to be romantic, affectionate, and you! ! ... Two cowards!

She was a little stressed.

Winter is such a slow letter! Ji Lao Er is already writing his second letter...

Meat was being braised in the kitchen, and the aroma wafted over.

The general was truly wronged. Chun Yang stopped talking and was about to take the used hot water out, but Wang Shu stopped her and said, "Is Honghua okay?"

She's been quiet since she moved in. I went to see her once before. Honghua was pale and thin, about to kneel on the ground, mumbling something indistinctly. Wangshu doesn't visit her very often, so I tell her to rest and let the nanny take care of her. It's been almost a month now...

"Madam, Madam Li has indeed suffered from metrorrhagia. The doctor said she needs to stay in bed for a long time to recuperate."

Wangshu shrank down, knowing what kind of fate it was, and stopped asking.

Getting married is like a gamble, and weak women risk their lives.

"Is the kid still making trouble?"

Chun Yang smiled and said, "It took more than a quarter of an hour to walk on the snowy road. It was Lele who helped him back."

Hu Zi clung to his grandmother and kept dragging the last breath of Hong Hua back home. When Wang Shu found out, he let him go back on his own, "I originally invited your mother to come over as a guest, and I wanted to bring you along. If you want to go back, go back by yourself, and your mother will stay here."

Unexpectedly, this little kid was so bossy, stiffening his neck and saying angrily, "My mother, listen to me! My grandma is starving to death! She'll go back and steam some steamed buns for my grandma to eat!"

He even wanted to grab his mother's hand.

What a ruthless person! Wangshu said lightly, "Honghua, you decide. I don't raise a son for any reward, but I don't expect such a ruthless person either."

Honghua glanced at her son who was trying to pull her away, tears seemed to flow from the corners of her eyes, but she turned her head away.

"Honghua won't go back. Your father and your grandmother are yours. Go find them."

The stubborn donkey turned around and ran out the door.

Honghua turned around and was about to get up and chase after him, but Wangshu sat down. Chunyang quickly held him down, "Honghua, don't want to keep your life! Think about your parents who love you so much!"

"Honghua, if they love you, they are your sons, mother-in-law, and husband. If they don't love you and use your love to abuse you, they are worse than street thugs. Trying to warm up an iceberg? I'm afraid the iceberg will crush you first! This is my second time saving you, so I'll only repeat the truth twice."

Chun Yang, who stayed behind, quickly fed the medicine to the child. "The child ran away. If you don't chase him, you'll lose your strength in a few seconds. Honghua, don't worry. Just look at Lele and you'll know that Madam has a way of disciplining her children."

Honghua raised her head and looked out.

Chun Yang was angry. "Three times is the limit. Twice is the limit. Honghua, take good care of yourself. If you want to leave, tell me and I'll pack my things."

The child ran away twice more.

Wangshu was laughing to death and let Lele take the lead. He ran faster than him and no one else paid any attention to him.

"Brother Huzi is no good, he's very bad!" Lele said seriously.

Wangshu was so happy when he thought of Ji Laoer's proud look.

If you don’t know how to teach a child, it’s better not to have one.

Outside the door, Tang Bo took a long snow shovel and poked at the thick snow on the main house's roof. With a strong poke of the right-angled iron shovel with a long strip of cloth hanging from the bottom, a square piece of snow was ejected. It slid smoothly along the right-angled frame and the cloth carriage and fell down. Tang Bo kept moving, poking ten times in the same direction, then starting a new line. The white fluffy snow blocks fell down one after another in an orderly manner.

"Wow! Here it comes! Wow! One, two, three, four, five! Wow, new one! Grandpa Tang is amazing!"

Ji Laoer, who was wearing a red padded jacket and a tiger-head hat, was overjoyed. She stood next to Tang Bo, and regardless of the snow splashing all over her head and face, she bravely ran into the snow pile, taking one deep step and one shallow step. Tang Bo satisfied her and broke the last piece of snow into small pieces, poking them down, burying most of the little guy's body!

Ji Laoer tried to pull his legs out, but the more he tried, the deeper he sank. He simply leaned back and fell backward, rolling back and forth in the snow pile. Finally, he climbed to the flat ground amid everyone's laughter.

He was so tired that he was gasping for breath. His beautiful hat fell off, his jacket was crooked, one of his shoes was kicked off, his hands and face were red from the cold, and the breath he exhaled turned into snow streaks. When he looked closely, he saw small streaks hanging on his long eyelashes, but he was still laughing heartily.

"Grandpa Tang, we'll do this side tomorrow." She pointed to the east, "We'll do this side the day after tomorrow!" Arrangements were made on the west side.

People say the people of the Northwest are resilient, skilled in riding and shooting, and this often refers to the local nomadic peoples. Since the unification of China, Han Chinese have governed the northwestern provinces. But when it comes to the heroic women and the riding and shooting skills of the men, the Han who can rival the nomadic peoples are those who have trained for equestrian warfare from a young age.

The nomadic people who love war and combat and the Han people who love literature and stability have very different styles.

For example, allowing children to be cold-resistant, resilient, and unrestrained is often the upbringing model of nomadic families that "does not emphasize the merits of education."