This year, the year of the Dafeng Dynasty is not good, but the situation of the three festival towns in the border desert is good, there are several rains in early August, and the weather is much cooler than last year.

Wang Huairen was half a year old at this time, and his father Wang Yongzhao was often inseparable, and Wang Jiedu had also learned to change diapers, and Wang Huairen was very bold, and his father rudely put him on his knees, pulling his pants, and he also giggled and danced.

If Wang Yongzhao took him to the study and put his basket on the bookcase, he could turn over half and drag the books he could reach into his basket, and if he was found to stop him, he would giggle at people with his eyes wide open, laughing so much that his subordinates couldn't care about anything, and they just had to laugh with him.

Wang Yongzhao's henchmen, every time they look at this little boy, even if they learn from their family adults with cold faces and expressionless all year round, they can laugh so much that they can blow out their snot bubbles.

Wang Yongzhao is very fond of Huairen, more than he did to Huaimu back then, fortunately, Huaimu was caught by two teachers at this time to endorse and learn every day, and he can no longer be entangled with his parents day and night, so naturally he has no leisure to eat his younger brother.

Huaimu was arrested by the two gentlemen, Huairen was often taken to the front yard by Wang Yongzhao, and after a while, Zhang Xiaowan found that he was idle.

In the first two days, she was still looking forward to Wang Yongzhao returning Huairen, and after a few days, seeing that Wang Huairen was really not a momentary interest, she could go with him again.

In the middle of October, when the three of them were sitting under the porch, Zhang Xiaowan teased him to talk, and Wang Huairen, who had always loved to talk, shouted out the word "Daddy".

At that time, Wang Yongzhao was reading a book, and when he heard two words, he raised his head in surprise, and then Wang Huairen smiled at him and stretched out his hands to him.

Wang Yongzhao hugged him into his arms, looked down at him and said, "Call Daddy again." ”

"Daddy." Wang Huairen is as good as a stream, dancing with his hands and feet.

"Call Mother."

"Ah, yes......" Wang Huairen didn't say any more, but his eyes looked at the small bowl.

Zhang Xiaowan smiled and said, "I'm afraid I can't learn so fast, and in a few days, I will learn to call." ”

Wang Yongzhao nodded at her, "You teach more these days." ”

He knew that she had been teaching Huairen to say the word "daddy", and he had already known how intoxicating her knowledge was, but every time it fell on him, he knew how comfortable his heart was.

So, what she wanted, he gave her.

"Yes, I see." Zhang Xiaowan laughed, watched him hold Huairen, stretched out his finger for him to lick, she smiled slightly, stretched out her hand to take his cup, tasted the rice wine in the cup, felt a little cold, and poured a warm cup.

"You drink lukewarm." After September, the border desert in October is about to start to get cold, and the doctor said that Wang Yongzhao's body should pay attention to it in the past two years, so as not to recur and get out of control again.

"Hmm." Wang Yongzhao took it and took a sip of the small half glass of rice wine.

Wang Huairen grinned at him again at this time in his arms, and the crisp voice made Zhang Xiaowan laugh, "Why do you love to laugh so much?" ”

I don't know who this lively personality is.

"It's good to laugh." Wang Yongzhao sat on his lap with Huairen in his arms, looking at his delicate little face and dark eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, and he said lightly, "It's very beautiful to laugh, no one can compare." ”

He looked complacent, and he shook his head and smiled when he saw Zhang Xiaowan.

At the beginning of October, a letter came from the capital, saying that Wang Guanqi's condition had stabilized, but his mind was completely unclear.

Zhang Xiaowan knew that the recipe she sent had an effect, and Wang Guanqi had delayed it for two years.

In fact, Wang Guanqi is relieved when he dies, and the prescriptions and medicines sent are just two more years of torturing him, but at this moment, he can't die, so Zhang Xiaowan made the first move, saving Wang Yongzhao from making a decision.

If a person really has retribution for doing bad things, it is lighter to repay her evil daughter-in-law than to retribution to her own son.

In December of this year, when Huairen's father and mother were calling clearly, Zhang Xiaowan still did not receive Wang Huaishan's letter.

It's about to be the New Year again, Zhang Xiaowan can't figure out how many years Huaishan hasn't been by her side, there are some things she doesn't want to think about, I'm afraid that the more I think about it, the more I can't pull it out, so I have to press my hope in the bottom of my heart, and live her life in the house as always.

In the first month of the fifth year of Jinghui, Emperor Jing sent someone to reward Wang Jiedu with a hundred taels of gold and a treasure blade, and Wang Yongzhao had meritorious service in protecting the edge.

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In February of this year, Huairen was one year old, and on the day of the arrest of Zhou, he grabbed Wang Yongzhao's sword, seal, and the four treasures of the study, and he also hugged them all into his arms, crawled to Wang Yongzhao, and put everything into his father's arms, so he connected the teacup that Wang Yongzhao put on the table, and he also grabbed it, and saw that his father's chest really couldn't hold anything, so he stuffed it into his sleeve.

This made the henchmen of his father around him, as well as the housekeeper and mother-in-law of the family, laugh from ear to ear, Zhang Xiaowan was really amused by Xiao'er and almost laughed, and smiled at Deping Po, "At such an age, he has to give everything to his father, I'm afraid he will never kiss me again." ”

She was joking, and Huai Mu, who had grown a lot of wisdom around her, finally heard it, so she shook her head and sighed, "Mother, don't worry, I and Brother Tiger will honor you in the future, and Huairen will let my father go." ”

When Wang Yongzhao heard this, he glared at him, and was so frightened that Huaimu stuck out his tongue and buried his face in his mother's sleeve.

Zhang Xiaowan hurriedly reached out and hugged his head, and smiled at Wang Yongzhao, "Don't scare him." ”

At this time, Huaimu raised his head and smiled at his father, Wang Yongzhao softened his face when he saw this, stretched out his hand to him, hugged Er'er to his knees, stuffed his sword into his hand, and said to him, "It's yours too, do you know?" ”

Huaimu immediately nodded and said, "Huaimu knows, don't worry, Daddy." ”

In the sixth year of Jinghui, after the cold winter of the border desert passed, in April, Wang Yongzhao took Zhang Xiaowan to hunt in the mountains of Cangzhou again, and saw the wildflowers blooming all over the mountain.

After coming back, Zhang Xiaowan became more and more silent.

From July last year to May now, it was only two months away from a year, but Huaishan didn't come with a letter.

After Wang Yongzhao entered southern Xinjiang, the imperial court had no post station there, and even if there was a letter, it could not be sent.

Zhang Xiaowan persuaded herself with this for more than half a year, but these days, she was restless and restless for no reason, and her eyelids jumped.

In the early morning of the seventh day of the fifth lunar month, she accidentally broke the ginseng tea she had made for Wang Yongzhao, so she sat down on the table and said calmly to the man she had just finished washing, "Huaishan must have had an accident." ”

After that, she said lightly to him, "You help me call the old doctor." ”

Wang Yongzhao's eyes shrank when he heard this, he got up and strode towards her, and he stood in front of Zhang Xiaowan in only three steps, and then, he suddenly reached out and supported her body that fell on him.

The blind doctor came in a hurry, fed her a heart-saving pill, and asked her mother-in-law to press her chest in the way he taught, and after a while, Zhang Xiaowan came to her senses.

When she opened her eyes, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, she reached out and pulled Wang Yongzhao's hand sitting beside her on her face, covered her eyes, and cried, "He must have had an accident, you can help me find a way to find a letter, the concubine is really unbearable, husband, I really can't stand it in my heart." ”

"It will be fine, and after a while, I will let him write to you." Wang Yongzhao lowered his head, hugged her carefully in his arms, and said in a dark tone, "Don't cry, you cry so much that my heart hurts." ”

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In September of this year, Wang Huaishan, who was thousands of miles away, sent a letter, and also brought two tiger skins and Huaimu as a gift for his August birthday.

In the letter, Wang Huaishan told his mother that he had been leading his troops to stay in the mountains to capture the leaders of the enemy countries, and only came out of the mountains at the end of May, so he sent his own soldiers to send a letter to her, hoping that she would forgive him for his unfilial piety.

In addition to this, he also told some stories in the mountains, and he wrote twenty pieces of paper with great enthusiasm, and wrote down all the rare things he had seen on the paper, but he did not mention a word about the danger of his army in battle, nor did he mention whether he had any accidents.

He wrote letters to her, never mentioning danger, Zhang Xiaowan knew about it, and now that he can see the letter he wrote himself, she has also let go of more than half of her heart.

I can write letters, and I can write so much, even if something happens, I think it's okay now.

After her mood calmed down, she also clearly knew that her move made Wang Yongzhao embarrassed.

From the northwest to the south of Xinjiang, there are thousands of miles of land, even if it takes three or four months, but this time and again, I don't know how many horses have died, and I don't know how much effort it took to find someone to write a letter for her.

But Wang Yongzhao still did it for her.

No matter what kind of situation this is, Zhang Xiaowan knows that she owes him this time.

Between them, to this point, she and his account are completely unsettled.

I can't figure it out, those past are more blurred, Zhang Xiaowan faced Wang Yongzhao a little more calmly than before, not as strict as in the past, just like treating a collaborator who can't figure out the chassis, now she is a little more natural to Wang Yongzhao, and when she talks to Wang Yongzhao, she also has a little more intimacy when she talks to the child, and takes care of him, and her intentions are two points more.

Wang Yongzhao seemed to be aware of this, but never mentioned it.

In October of this year, the weather was suddenly cold, Wang Yongzhao had an old injury on his back and recurred, Zhang Xiaowan burned an extremely hot fire pit, took hot oil and massaged his shoulder, and carefully pricked him with needles according to the blind doctor's method, and then took a thick quilt to wrap his side, and asked the seventh woman to ask someone to move the hot water to the bath.

She was busy with everything, and it wasn't until Wang Yongzhao bathed and washed off the sweat that she was relieved, knelt on the bed, and wiped Wang Yongzhao's wet hair wrapped in a quilt with a dry cloth.

"You'll be fine tomorrow......" Zhang Xiaowan said to him softly.

"Give me a drink."

"I just got the needle, and I can't drink it."

"When will you get drunk?" Wang Yongzhao looked back at her unhappily and said.

"I can drink it tomorrow morning," Seeing that Wang Yongzhao's weather-stained face was a little childish, Zhang Xiaowan laughed, "I will give you a big pot, and the mutton pot that boils red and spicy seeds will drink with you, do you think?" ”

On the morning of the second day, Wang Yongzhao looked at his pot of wine, lifted the lid of the pot with foresight, and said with a straight face, "You lied to me again, it's only half a pot." 166 Reading Network