"By the way, transfer all the women and children in Huangsha Village to the next city, and tell the city guards to take care of them. Those children are the inheritance of our Daqi soldiers, and they are also the fresh blood of our Daqi, so they must be protected. Speaking of the child, King Zhenbei thought of Sanniang's mother and son, turned his head to look at Wei Ci and said, "Ah Ci, you go back later to discuss with your daughter-in-law, and send someone to send their mother and son back to Qizhou!" ”

Sanniang is different from other ordinary generals' families, if they are detected by the enemy,

It's inevitable that some despicable villains don't work her.

Wei Ci also had this intention, nodded and said, "Don't worry, father-in-law, the child knows." ”

"Alright, let's all go back! Remember to send more men to the defensive position, and you must not let your guard down. ”

"Yes." Everyone responded in unison, and saw that the king of Zhenbei was a little tired sitting in the first place, so they all came out of the main tent one after another.

Da Qi, there is still a tough battle to be fought!

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Huangsha Village, Weijia.

Since the gradual increase in the lower abdomen, in addition to not being so sleepy, Sanniang's mental head is not as good as before, and she is tired at every turn. Because he was afraid that Sanniang would carry water from the well and flash to her waist and hurt the child, Wei Ci also shamelessly brought back the only two half-person high barrels in the barracks, but they could store a lot of water, but some of them took up space, and the originally small yard was squeezed by two large buckets, which looked even more cramped.

At this time, Xuan Xuan took Xiaobao to sit under the eaves in the shade and learn to write.

A half-knee-high low table, there was a pile of pen, ink, paper and inkstone that had not been used up on the road when the housekeeper Wei came last time, and the two little guys seriously lowered their heads and wrote. The lazy sheep with the buns that had grown up were lying under their small tables, their eyes closed as if they were sleeping, their noses were so hot that a row of small beads were rising, and their pointed ears moved twice from time to time.

Sanniang sat on the side, looking sideways at the sky, a little sleepy in the heat. I don't know if it's a bad year this year, it's hotter than usual at this time, and the water in the big bucket in the yard is hot.

"Xuanxuan, go to the stove room and bring out the sour plum soup that my mother made in the morning, Xiaobao also go, take a few bowls, one of you drink a bowl, don't heat it." The last time the housekeeper came to leave a lot of things, this dry sour plum is also time, but not much, plus the first three months of the day some time ago, yes, Sanniang didn't send Xiaobao Niang to them, only usually cook it and leave a bowl for a few children.

"Got it, mother." The two little ones had been hungry for the sour plum soup for a long time, and now that they could drink it, they happily put down their pens and ran into the stove.

Xuan Xuan took out the earthen pot containing the sour plum soup, and in this short distance, some small beads appeared on his head.

Sanniang smiled and wiped him with a handkerchief, took the ash bowl in Xiaobao's arms, and scooped most of the bowl for them before scooping the bowl for himself, put some sugar in the soup, with the sour taste of dry sour plums, sweet and sour, but very delicious.

"Whew! Proud!! At this moment, the lazy sheep's bun smelled the smell of sour plum soup, whined a few times coquettishly, shook his little tail numbly, and bit the small bowl he ate to please the hostess's feet. Sanniang gently pulled it away with her foot with a little disgust, and poured a bowl into its small bowl with her stomach.

So, the three little guys sat in a row and drank sour plum soup with their heads down, looking cute.

"Does it taste good?" Sanniang asked with a smile.

"It's delicious." The two little guys replied in unison, and the bun on the side also 'whooped' twice, proving that it also felt delicious. Suddenly, Xuan Xuan thought of something and said in surprise: "Mother, some time ago, my father taught me a poem, and there is also 'Mei' in it!" ”

Xuan Xuan still had a bubbled plum seed in his mouth, and it took a while to spit it out on the small table, and his crystal clear eyes flashed with a look.

Five or six-year-olds are curious about everything, and the little ones are no exception. However, a few days ago, Sanniang was more sleepy, but he didn't know what poetry Wei Ci taught him, and said with a smile: "That Xuanxuan gave it to his mother after drinking." ”

Hearing this, the little guy immediately put down the bowl and said, "If my mother wants to hear it, Xuanxuan will recite it to my mother now." Saying that, he got up immediately, put his left hand on his back like a little adult, and began to recite it with a shaking head: "Mei Xue is not willing to descend in spring, and the Sao Ren Pavilion pen fee is commented." The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. After reciting it, he asked for merit: "Mother, is Xuanxuan good at reciting?" ”

This is what Wei Ci taught him when he was recuperating from his injuries at home at the beginning of spring.

"Okay, our Xuanxuan is the best." Sanniang praised him with a smile, but also explained gently: "But Xuan Xuan has to remember, the 'plum' in this poem is not the sour plum soup we drink now, but the cold plum that Ling Han blooms alone in winter, it is a kind of arrogant bone flower that is not afraid of the cold, it is usually used to describe a person with backbone and integrity, noble character, strong and unyielding, Xuan Xuan also wants to be a person with noble character, do you know?" So! You can't eat the plum in the poem! ”

I'm afraid that the husband forgot to explain the meaning of the poem to the little guy!

Sanniang explained what the master had taught, but deep in her memory, Sanniang knew that another explanation emerged.

She forgot who said it, but she remembered it, as if she agreed.

Mason snow is three points white, and the snow is not plum fragrance. If everything is not perfect, how can it be perfect? No matter how graceful and luxurious people are, or people who are not stained with dust, they all have shortcomings that are not as good as others, but it is just to see who hides better.

"It's different! Mother, Xuan Xuan remembered, this plum is not Bimei, Xuan Xuan will make cold plum and not sour plum soup. "The son can be taught, Xuan Xuan looked at Sanniang and listened carefully. Xiaobao on the side finished drinking the sour plum soup, and asked with a small mouth: "Auntie, Xiaobao likes this plum plum, it's delicious." ”

Hearing this, Sanniang couldn't help laughing: "You little gluttonous cat." ”

Gao Xiaobao doesn't know, he only knows that the sour plum soup cooked by his aunt is delicious, and Xiaobao can drink a big bowl without wetting the bed!

The sour plum soup is cold, Sanniang didn't dare to drink more, and she didn't dare to drink more for the little guys, and the rest of the cover was put in the ice water in the stove room to calm down, and see if they wanted to drink some when they came back from the market for a while.

Just thinking about Xiao Baoniang and them, I saw them running back in a hurry after a while, and said anxiously: "Sanniang, quickly pack up your things, the prince of Zhenbei has already ordered, our village will move to the rear with the people of Huangsha City, and we will set off at any time." ”

"But there is no notice of the future to the village!"

"It's just that we haven't been notified yet, so we have to prepare as soon as possible." While speaking, Xiao Bao Niang had already picked up Xiao Bao and said, "Hey, don't worry about whether you received the notice or not, I met my man at the gate of the camp when I came, and he also asked me to pack up my things first." You go and clean up, Cui Niu and her mother and I will go to inform the other families and leave. ”

After speaking, he hugged Xiaobao and left in a hurry.

This time, even Xiao Baoniang was in a hurry, it seems that the enemy that Daqi will face is far more than a beast in the Qiang Kingdom.

"Mother, are we leaving the village?"

Although Huangsha Village is a little poor, Xuanxuan likes it here, and he can't bear to have his friends here.

Sanniang looked down at Xuan Xuan and shook her head slightly: "I'm not sure yet, I'll talk about it when your father comes back." "Whether to leave or stay, listen to him this time, and never let them become his worries.

A few days ago, when she heard about the alliance between Qiang and Jin, Sanniang vaguely felt that Daqi would not be calm for a few days, and it would make the king of Zhenbei want to vacate the nearby towns and villages in advance, and I am afraid that even his old man would not dare to guarantee that if there was another war, whether the northern border would be able to resist it.

Xuan Xuan seemed to understand and nodded at the little brain melon, suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, hurriedly ran to the door and stretched his neck to look, and saw Wei Ci riding a horse in silver and white armor, and immediately shouted happily: "Mother, Dad is back." ”

Sanniang also saw it, and the bun ran out at once, ran to the horse, and then ran back together, happy and happy.

Wei Ci hit the horse to the door of the house, picked up the little guy after dismounting, and wanted to hug Sanniang, but thinking that he was still wearing armor, he was afraid of her, so he only tightened her hands, looked at her eyes softly, and said in a gentle tone, but with a firm attitude: "Sanniang, I will send someone to send you back to Qizhou." ”