"What's there to be afraid of?" It's just an old woman who has half of her body in the ground.

An He is a girl who can uproot a big family like the Cai family!

Mrs. Zhao didn't care.

"Wang Ji is naturally not afraid of the old lady, but she ...... the wind lady" Okra was worried.

Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but chuckle, "Don't worry, the old lady can't find him." ”

Moreover, even if they find it, Ann and Wang Ji's people are not something that anyone can hurt. Not to mention that people are highly skilled, and they have double cultivation of medicine and drugs.

Okra glanced at Mrs. Zhao and didn't ask any more. Since Madame said that she couldn't find it, she definitely couldn't find it.

It's a big deal, she looked at Songyun Yuan more.

Her health was much better, and Mrs. Zhao returned to Shaonian Garden and simply asked okra to prepare cloth. She planned to make a few clothes for Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Ping by herself.

Since she was sick and weak, she was not easy to work hard, and she never touched a needle and thread again.

Speaking of which, Zhao Ping is so big, she has never made clothes for him. and Mrs. Zhao, she hasn't made clothes for him for eight or nine years.

……

Whitewater City, official office.

Mrs. Zhao was sitting at the table, reading the paperwork and military newspapers.

The soldier came in and handed over a few letters from the Zhao family that he had brought, and then withdrew.

Zhao Yi sat at the table below, with a stack of clerical books in his hand, and his head was as big as a fight. Seeing that a letter was coming, he bit his pen and looked at it with a blank eye, "Grandfather, grandfather, grandfather, father and mother, did you send me a letter?" ”

Mrs. Zhao flipped through it casually, and a total of three letters were addressed to him, a letter from Mrs. Zhao, a letter from Zhao Shun, and a letter from the eldest brother. There are several more letters below, one of which is from Zhao Shun to Zhao Yi, three are for Zhao Ping, one is for Mrs. Zhao, one is for Zhao Shun, and one is for An and Wang Ji.

Mrs. Zhao looked at the words An and Wang Ji, his eyes paused, and then he smiled.

This stinky boy really hooked up with Wang Ji.

At a young age...... It's not too young, it's time to get married, at his age, he and Xiuniang have entered the cave room!

It's not as good as him!

Mrs. Zhao threw the letter written by Zhao Shun to Zhao Yi and said, "After reading yours, send these three letters to your second uncle." ”

As he spoke, he put Zhao Ping's three copies on the table.

"Great!" Zhao Yi replied happily and hurriedly opened the letter to read it.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at his grandson, shook his head and smiled, and began to open his letter.

Naturally, he opened his daughter-in-law's letter first.

"Xiuniang is all right, don't miss it."

"Husband, do you remember that I told you before, I saw An and Wang Ji at the palace banquet, and I also complained to you, saying that she promised me not to come for a long time. Later, she really handed over the poster to our house to play, and brought a doctor to diagnose me. During this time, I have been taking medicine according to his prescription, and my body is getting better and better, and I now walk around the yard every day at noon, and I don't feel dizzy and wheezing after a big circle, and I no longer have coughing from time to time. ”

"Anhe is the noble man of my life, giving me a new life."

"Spring is on, winter clothes are hot, and I plan to start making a few clothes for you and Ping'er. Speaking of which, Ping'er has grown so big, and I, the mother, haven't made him a dress yet. This time, I will help him make two more pieces, and my husband is not allowed to be jealous! ”

"The spring flowers in the yard bloomed yesterday, and my husband has been away from home for more than a month, and I am waiting for you at home to triumph."

After reading the letter, Mrs. Zhao squeezed the letter tightly, her heart beat sharply, and her eyes were sharp and stunned.

He never thought that his wife's illness would be cured! Over the years, he has been looking for doctors and medicines, hoping to cure Xiuniang's illness!

Zhao Yi finished reading his letter in three or two clicks, and then looked at his father, staring at the letter paper with a dull gaze, he pursed his lips, and knew who wrote the letter with his toes.

"Grandfather, I'm going to deliver a letter to my second uncle." Zhao Yi didn't care whether Mrs. Zhao listened to it or not, after talking to him, he took away the three letters pressed on the desk, glanced at his grandmother's letter by the way, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

When Zhao Yi found Zhao Ping, Zhao Ping was competing with the soldiers. Twenty people beat him, and he couldn't get even half a point close to him.

Everyone was naked, their shirts were tied around their waists, and their exposed bodies were strong and strong.

Sweat slid down their foreheads to their chins and dripped down the stage, and the sweat wet the young man's strong body, which was illuminated by the sun as if it were glowing.

The competition was fierce, the soldiers in the field howled constantly, Zhao Yi's voice was drowned in the boiling voice, he simply squeezed in with the crowd, squeezed to the front, and climbed the rope into the stadium.

"Second uncle! Letter! Zhao Yi held the letter, walked among more than 20 people, and put the three letters in front of Zhao Ping.

Ning Yu's letter is at the top, with the words "Zhao Ping personally enlightened" written on it, and the four words "Ning An and sent" written on the side.

Zhao Ping's raised fist fell, raised his hand and made a stop gesture, grabbed the letter in Zhao Yi's hand, hooked his lower lip, strode to the stage, and said in a hot and beautiful voice: "You continue to fight!" What I, Zhao Qing'an, said, counts, whoever wins General Ben will add dinner tonight! ”

"Whew! Oh! Oh! General Xie! ”

Zhao Yi glanced at the howling soldier and raised his heel to his uncle.

"The letter was delivered directly to your grandfather?" Zhao Ping asked casually, and while walking, he took off the shirt hanging around his waist and put it on.

Zhao Ping didn't go far, so he casually found a stone to sit down.

"Yes, you have seen the old dragon this day, who can find you but me?" Zhao Yi patted the dust on the stone and prepared to sit down next to Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping's half-opened letter paused, and glanced sideways at Zhao Yi, "Why don't you go here with the pestle?" ”

Zhao Yi sat down, his hands supporting his thighs, and he didn't know whether to sit or stand for a while.

Zhao Yi paused for a moment, and quickly spoke: "I'll just sit down, you read your letter, don't worry about me." ”

Zhao Ping looked at his eldest nephew with a bright smile and did not speak.

Zhao Yi: "......" forgets his righteousness!

Bah!

Zhao Yi stood up with his thighs propped up, "Forget it, I'd better go back to my grandfather and sit, it's quite hot at noon." ”

When leaving, Zhao Yi looked back at his uncle and said quietly: "I also want to add food at night, I haven't eaten meat for a long time." "The credit for sending the letter is greater than that of boxing!

Since you don't show him the letter, you can always have a good meal!

Zhao Ping glanced at Zhao Yi with a smile, and agreed without thinking about it.

This age is the time to grow taller, it is time to eat some good food, anyway, Cheng Feng and they caught a lot of fish, plus the leader, it is barely enough.

Zhao Yi glanced at his uncle, his eyes purred twice, and he ran to the test site. If you win the competition, you can add another meal! It's okay if you don't win, accumulate experience.

Zhao Ping watched Zhao Yi run away, hurriedly opened the first letter, folded his legs, and raised the corners of his lips to read the letter.