As for how Cai Wenji would be placed, Xiang Cheng didn't think about it. Xiang Cheng clearly knows that love is love, and love is by no means pity. But if you want to talk about love in the war-torn years, it seems to be nonsense.

In fact, Xiang Cheng has been thinking about Cai Wenji for a long time, this woman is indeed pitiful, if she is really invited out of the house, it is tantamount to tearing off the last fig leaf on this woman's body, even if she will not be bent on death, it is estimated that it is the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha for this life. But Xiang Cheng really can't have a love for her, at least not in the past few years now.

The so-called love is either vigorous or firewood, rice, oil and salt. Xiang Cheng's love for Zhang Ning has experienced entanglement, repetition, loss, and life separation, and even at that time, Xiang Cheng once thought that this life separation was a death parting. Therefore, Xiang Cheng loves Zhang Ning, regardless of who Zhang Ning is or what his background is, but just loves Zhang Ning as a person.

Looking at Cai Wenji again, although she is a beauty, she is even more moving than Zhang Ning. But what does she have in touch with Xiang Cheng? To put it bluntly, it's just that Cai Yong exchanged his daughter for a book that he had never read. There is no vigor with Xiang Cheng, let alone firewood, rice, oil and salt.

In this era, women's lives are cheaper than grass, but they are just men's foils. It's like friends chatting and bragging, saying that they have recently changed cars. One said he had a different McLaren, and the other said he had recently driven a Wiezman. In the Han Dynasty, I got married today, and I married the daughter of the court Sikong, and the other said, that's a fart, my concubine is the queen's own sister.

However, people are people, and in any era, one person should not be a foil or accessory to another. And Xiang Cheng has always thought like this, he should have been Xiang Cheng's subordinate Bai Ren, Gan Ning and others, he can treat them as brothers, let alone a woman who is afraid that she will not be able to live without herself.

Therefore, regardless of whether Xiang Cheng has his own careful thoughts or not, Cai Wenji can't ask him to go out of the house, not to mention that Cai Wenji is still kind to herself and Zhang Ning in the end. However, how to place this woman has become Xiang Cheng's biggest headache now.

So much so that he had a headache and entered the house, Cai Wenji stood in front of him to say goodbye to himself, but Xiang Cheng did not come back to his senses.

Ma Teng and his son followed Gan Zhong to the side courtyard, while Guo Jia, Bai Ren, Gan Ning, and Ma Zhong went back to their own houses by themselves. This journey was tiring, and several people were really tired.

And Xiang Cheng followed Zhang Ning and Cai Wenji back to the backyard.

"Sir." Cai Wenji made a blessing and called softly.

Xiang Cheng thought about the question mentioned above, and said a casual "um".

Zhang Ning took the basin, took the face towel, and said, "Jiyu, wash first." At the end, he made a color at Cai Wenji, and the two women divided their labor and wiped Xiang Cheng's face.

At this time, it had warmed up, and the water temperature was just right, but after the face towel was glued to Xiang Cheng, he was a spirit, and then he came back to his senses.

Looking at the front again, two stunning women served themselves, and their hearts were indescribably happy. Although he hasn't figured out how to settle Cai Wenji yet, no one will refuse this kind of "erosive" life.

After washing up, Xiang Cheng said, "What about my son?" ”

Zhang Ning said: "I knew that you came back to see your son, but this kid is very sleepy, and he will be sleeping." ”

Xiang Cheng smiled: "Sleep well, sleep more now, and be smart in the future." Hahahaha. ”

Zhang Ning also smiled: "Virtue." ”

"By the way, I haven't gone to see my sister-in-law when I came back, and Sun Li's kid is almost ten years old this year, right?"

Zhang Ning said with a smile: "You are still an uncle, as soon as last winter passed, Sun Li was twelve years old!" Xiang Cheng scratched his head embarrassedly, then hurriedly got up and walked towards the side courtyard.

Sun Gou has been dead for more than two years, and the mother-in-law of the dog family has become more and more haggard in the past two years, although Xiang Cheng treats him like a sister-in-law, but the years have spared no one. This man is fifty years old, and two years ago he had long black hair, but now he has white frost.

When Xiang Cheng arrived, this woman, who had never seen the world in her life, was sewing clothes for her children.

Xiang Cheng hugged his fists and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm back." ”

The dog leftover lady looked up and saw who it was if it was Xiang Cheng who came! The woman stood up with a "rub", as respectful and restrained as when she first saw Xiang Cheng.

"The lord is back. You sit down first, and I'll prepare some refreshments for you. ”

"Sister-in-law is not busy, I just want to see how you are doing, if you need anything, you just squeak with Ning'er." Xiang Cheng stopped the dog and said with a smile.

The dog leftover mother was already nervous, and she didn't know where to put her hand at this time, but she kept rubbing it on her clothes. It's not that I'm afraid of Xiang Cheng, but now this life is really a little uncomfortable for such a woman who has been facing the loess with her back to the sky for most of her life.

Xiang Cheng naturally knew it, and then said, "If my sister-in-law is fine, I will leave first." With that, he turned and walked out of the room.

The atmosphere in the room is restrained, but the courtyard is very lively.

As soon as Xiang Cheng went out on the front foot, someone called out on the back foot: "Uncle! I'm going to go to war next time, okay? ”

Xiang Cheng turned his head and said: "What battlefield do you go to, why don't you listen to me if I ask you to study hard?" What's so fun on the battlefield! "The reason why I dare to reprimand the person who came here is because this person is the youngest son of the dog leftover-Sun Li.

Sun Li said, "Uncle, you said before that I would follow you to fight the world." ”

At first, when Zhang Jiao named this kid Sun Li and gave the word "Deda", Xiang Cheng once asked, "Little Sun Li, will you follow your uncle to fight the world in the future?" ”

If Sun Li didn't mention it at this time, Xiang Chengdu almost forgot. And what made Xiang Cheng change his mind was the night when an ordinary peasant named Sun Gouyu died under the random arrows in order to save himself under the random arrows.

Xiang Cheng said again: "If it's peaceful today, what kind of world to fight!" You are a good student to study, and if you get a reputation in the future, you can be regarded as worthy of your father and me. ”

But Sun Li didn't give up, and continued: "Uncle, but I want to go to the battlefield. ”

Xiao Sun Li, who originally listened to his words the most, was discouraged at this time, Xiang Cheng was curious, and asked, "Then tell me why you want to go to the battlefield first?" Do you know the dangers of the battlefield? ”

Sun Li said: "I naturally save the danger of the battlefield, but with my uncle, I don't believe that anyone can harm my name." This and the sycophant slap is not light or heavy, which makes Xiang Cheng happy. Sun Li said again: "Besides, I am twelve years old this year, others can go to the battlefield and make great achievements, why can't I?" ”

During the war years, let alone twelve or thirteen years old, even a child who was in slightly better health, it was possible to go to the battlefield at the age of ten.

Xiang Cheng was even more curious, and vaguely guessed something, and continued to ask: "You tell your uncle first, who did you listen to say that you can go to the battlefield at the age of twelve?" ”

Sun Li pointed back and said, "He said it." ”

Xiang Cheng looked over and saw a person quickly shrinking to the back of the room. Although the kid moved quickly, Xiang Cheng's eyes were not bad. What's more, this child is not a Han face, with sharp edges and corners, a straight nose, and eyes that seem to be slowly full of stories, it is difficult not to remember him.

"Ma Mengqi! You come out for me! ”