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

This time, the army returned to Yaocheng ten days later.

"A small team of a hundred men will arrive first. A celebration banquet will be held at the General's Mansion tomorrow."

As soon as someone entered the living room, Ji's mother wrapped her daughter in a thick cloak and shook her head at her husband, "This child, you can tell her to cover up in spring and keep warm in autumn a hundred times, but she just says two words: I won't listen!!"

Father Ji nodded his daughter's head, but she didn't listen. His tone was so doting, "You, you!"

Other people's children are just good. The couple praised Qin Xiuyuan. When they learned that he had made another contribution this time and that tomorrow would be the day for him to be rewarded and celebrated, they speculated that he would be promoted to the next level and become a military commander.

"Not only that, the cavalry commander can also get a reward for his meritorious service." Ji's father affirmed.

Wangshu, who had been listening intently with her skirt swaying from time to time, immediately looked up at Qin Xiuyuan, blinking rapidly and leaning forward. "Gold!" She hadn't heard it wrong. "Gold!"

One ounce of gold and ten ounces of silver, hard currency! The most beautiful thing in the world! I wonder if this time will give me...

She likes gold the best.

Looking at the little fairy with golden eyes, Qin Xiuyuan nodded secretly. It was all thanks to Wangcai.

"Uncle Tang has ordered a table of wine and food at Wangxian Tower. Xiuyuan would like to invite everyone to have dinner together."

With a touch of rouge, Wangshu rarely wore the red tassel pearl earrings that matched her clothes. She pursed her red lips and put on an armlet with two red ribbons of different lengths, fastening it to her forearm.

While helping her daughter straighten out the tangled ribbons and tassels on her body, Ji's mother coaxed her, "How can you not wear a cloak? Be good, it's freezing outside!"

"Mother, take it. I'll wear it when I get back."

"It's cold here!"

Wangshu raised his arms, and the ribbons on his armbands fluttered behind him. He walked out the door briskly and ran to Qin Xiuyuan, saying, "If you laugh out loud, you won't feel cold. Hahaha, Qin Xiuyuan, let's go first."

This beggar fairy costume with colorful ribbons dancing on the collar appeared on the streets in the evening of early spring when people were wearing bloated jackets. It was the time when the elite vanguard of the army returned to the city and was chased by the people of the distant city, and reunited with his family and shed tears.

"Some who don't like this scene will go into the city in plain clothes first."

A young wife, holding a two-year-old child, collapsed on her returning husband, her armor cold, tears streaming down her face. "You're finally back!"

An old mother passed by, her eyes wide open and tears streaming down her face, touching her son's face. Her eyes were dull, and her mouth was missing several front teeth, so her speech was limp. "Mom, are you dreaming? My son... my son..."

Among the hundreds of thousands of troops, the most ordinary soldier is also the pillar of the family, the apple of his mother's eye, and the carrier of the sky for a small family.

The soldier whose face was being touched hugged his mother and bent down to let her touch him. "My son has done a great service, mother!" He accidentally saw Qin Xiuyuan and grinned, "Brother Qin."

Qin Xiuyuan nodded, "Brother Li."

Shuangshuang introduced, "Mother, he is the Qin Cavalry Commander that my son often told you about. Not only is he so handsome that I have to admit he is inferior to him, but his martial arts and military exploits are also far superior to mine!"

"This is my fiancée, Miss Ji."

Li Xin saw the colorful little girl next to him, who looked like an immortal, and shouted, "Oh my god, she's prettier than me. I can't stand it. She's even prettier than me when it comes to fiancées. This little girl's clothes are so rare!"

In the evening breeze, the tassels of the ribbons moved automatically, and the hem of the skirt swayed gently. Wangshu half raised his hand to show the arm ring, introducing potential business to his mother, "Li Yongshi, this is made by my mother. If you like it, I'll make you a set. You will look more beautiful in it!"

Li Xin and Li Yongshi were delighted when they heard this. "Wait until I meet her, and then we'll make plans."

As they said goodbye to each other, they found that there were many girls hiding in the small buildings on both sides, and they would occasionally peek out. Wangshu walked faster, turned in a circle from time to time, walked backwards, and raised his arms to show off his new clothes in all directions.

"That mother wept bitterly after her eldest son died in battle, and she became half blind. This is her youngest son, Li Xin." Qin Xiuyuan paused, shielding the busy Butterfly from the wind. "He fought bravely and fearlessly."

The butterfly walking down the street paused, poked the fox-green fur coat he was wearing with her hand, and gave the white man a warning look, "Take it easy!"

"Put it on, you're cold." Qin Xiuyuan handed over the cloak, and Butterfly ran away again, shouting, "Time is money!"

Advertising time is precious!

... "Catching a cold will make you sick..."

"You're so long-winded!" The butterfly turned around and scolded him.

It's a bit fierce.

Afraid that some troublemakers and street thugs might bump into her, Qin Xiuyuan followed closely. The crowd was bustling and noisy, but he was nervous. Suddenly, an idea popped up in his mind, and he thought impulsively, maybe, just maybe, it would be better to do it now?

His chest was pounding, heat rising. He reached out and grabbed the butterfly, calling out, "Shushu."

Wangshu slowed down his pace and looked at the soldiers who were surrounded by their families on the street, and also looked at the young man who went home alone to wash and arrange a banquet, and personally invited his family to a banquet to celebrate his meritorious service.

He seemed to be the same person, dignified and steady, a gentleman as slender as jade, if it weren't for the expectation in his shallow eyes that he wanted to say something but couldn't, he opened his mouth several times to say something but couldn't, then looked down, held his big hand, and knocked the frostbite scars on him.

She forgot to prepare gloves. "You don't have gloves yourself?"

"Since my father... he has never worn gloves since he joined the army." Qin Xiuyuan lowered his head and looked at his little head with a double bun braided into many hairbands. Hua Hudie kept counting the frostbite scars on his hands.

He tried to hide, but was quickly pulled up by someone with brute force. What a little bully! He sighed and said, "Nothing."

After moistening his throat, he tried to make a sound for the umpteenth time, "...Shushu..., Shushu..."

"Ok?"

"Shushu, not everyone can return safely after going to the battlefield. No one knows how much regret those brothers who cannot return die with. The wind and snow cover their bones, unable to return to their homeland. Those who wait are heartbroken, their black hair turning white..."

Qin Xiuyuan spoke for a long time. Wangshu didn't look up. She let him take off her cloak and put it on her. She continued slowly, "Perhaps I shouldn't have such fantasies."

"Oh."

She knew him well without even looking up. In such a bustling street, she could hear every word he said and understand his fantasies. He came to her house again and again to eat, gave her money, and agreed to let her do some renovations in their yard. She knew that he liked her and her home.

"Every time I want to move forward, I always have various concerns. This isn't my home, my appearance isn't welcome, the unpredictable fighting on the battlefield, and you, you need so much care, your body can't withstand too much hardship... I want to retreat, but I'm greedy... unwilling... and worried... So I think this is fine, but I'm afraid of delaying you... Shushu..."

He coveted the warmth and beauty of her home, her sweet, naive, and overbearing ways, the thoughtfulness of her gifts of meat and clothes. He couldn't accept the sense of fate that, despite his best efforts, he still felt the whims of the world and the powerlessness of human beings. He worried about her marrying someone else, wondering how he would treat her, whether he would force her to have too many children, whether he would constantly anger her, and how her body would handle it...

Unable to move forward, unable to retreat... this is his current state of mind.

Wangshu's face was so red that he couldn't face anyone. This cloak was so hot. This person was so stupid. What was going on? There were so many people on the street, and he was still stuttering and babbling! Saying such pitiful words, confessing love? Is there such a way to confess love...

and then?

Obviously nothing happened.

Qin Xiuyuan simply pulled her forward and blurted out the words he had been brewing for two months. He felt a little more relaxed. Seeing that she was still pulling him, he smiled, reached out and circled the ribbons that kept floating on his face, and followed her pace.

Do you like colorful clothes so much...so cute.