"Mother, this is a letter he wrote to me, for you, all for you. Even my grandmother doesn't know about it. This time, you're the first. ”

Qian Peiying stupidly held the two letters in her arms.

When did the letter arrive, from the front?

Song Lingling pulled her finger and said:

"There are not only Shunzi and Xiaoquanzi around Lu Pan, but also four small servants on the left and right.

Xiao Zuozi and Xiao Quanzi went to the front line for the second time.

Xiao Youzi came back and forth to transport the furniture, but he and the people sent by Lu Pan's grandmother were not all the way, and they went their own way.

The second letter was on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Xiao Youzi came for the second time.

Mi Shou was the first time he came back, and he accidentally met and found it, otherwise I told him what to do, he was so small. I didn't even tell you. ”

And the second time Xiao Youzi came, it was also Mi Shou who arranged food and accommodation.

In her brother's words: "It's over, sister, make arrangements, I have saved pocket money for nothing." ”

Her brother still has to save up money to buy a jade wrench, hahaha.

Qian Peiying couldn't wait to start reading the first letter at this time.

……

Before Lao Song left, the picture he imagined was that Pei Ying first wiped her tears and complained about her daughter, and after the accusation, she would talk carefully and seriously.

But in fact, Qian Peiying was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with two unfolded letters on her legs.

Song Fuling was lying on the bed, listening to her mother and her feelings.

"Alas, this kid has a heart.

No matter how far the front line is, how much it will cost to send the letter back.

Didn't you notice? He didn't report his worries, and all the letters were asking if you were okay. ”

There was a sentence in the letter that made Qian Peiying feel sad.

That Lu Pan told Poria that there was no need to reply to the letter, the next location could not be determined, and he would carry the letter to the front line from here, for fear of losing it. I don't want to lose it.

In other words, the child asked what Poria had done in Huining, which was equivalent to talking to himself, and he couldn't get an answer at all.

She also discussed with her daughter, can you tell me when I go back?

Qian Peiying shook her head and said, "On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I remember that there was smoke and snow that day, right?" This is the day he is pinching to deliver a letter to you. That little guy is enough to suffer enough to spend the New Year on the road. ”

Kindness.

Song Fuling nodded.

It is said that it was delivered on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and three horses ran away, and her brother ordered a room and ordered a lot of dishes to buy medicine.

Xiao Youzi has been delayed until the fourth day of the Lunar New Year before leaving, the wind is cold, the feet are also frozen, Mi Shou let stay a few more days, said no, must go, there is something in the capital.

"Did you show up?"

"I didn't show up, Mi Shou brought it back to me, and Xiao Youzi was waiting for him at the academy."

Qian Peiying: "......" Okay, she also lay down and touched her daughter with her arm, "When did he tell you about this?" ”

"When I sent the wooden comb, he gave me a long way by the river, and I wouldn't have gone with him if I hadn't had a good relationship with him. That box, you remember, a piece of maple leaf love, I was stunned when I took it out, really, mother, and you, and my father know today that it is the same reaction. ”

"You answered right then?"

Song Fuling turned her head to look at her mother: "Am I crazy?" How could it be, I didn't think about it at all. I said I didn't want it, he left the bag and ran, that wasn't just turning his head and giving the wooden comb to Mi Shou. ”

As soon as Poria said this, Qian Peiying completely aligned with the timeline, Lu Pan also gave melons, fruits, pears and peaches at that time, and the girl brought back the bag, and the old lady thought it was another gift.

"You didn't know it at the time."

"yes, I didn't take it seriously, how could my grandmother know."

"If you don't take it seriously, you shouldn't give the wooden comb to Mi Shou, and if you don't accept it, you can't accept anything, if you tell me and your father at that time, we can't even ask for melons, fruits, pears and peaches. And now the comb is still with your brother? ”

Song Fuling got up and pointed in the direction of the dresser: "Mi Shou took the initiative to send it back." ”

On the day his brother sent the wooden comb back, he said that he had not been beaten by the little general's brother, and now that he thinks about it, it is really fateful, and this wooden comb is not daring to use it, and the thing will be returned to the original owner.

"And when did you think about it?"

"My father sent him food, and the soles of his feet were full of threads, saying that Lu Pan didn't sleep all night."

"You're your father?"

Song Fuling hurriedly interrupted:

"Mother, how is it possible, there are many things, how can I only think about his kindness to you and my father.

Besides, I can't afford to support you and my father?

Whether the sky is falling or there are big ups and downs, I can accompany you myself, and I have never expected others. ”

It's just that she covered her eyes and laughed at that time, listening to her father's complaints, and her heart was soft.

Since then, when I see Lu Pan again, I can't get up.

This sweet word was said to Qian Peiying, "When did you raise me and your father, you didn't have enough to spend yourself." ”

but the heart believes.

This is what she and Lao Song don't need, if they are older, they need their children to support something, her daughter is stronger than her, and she has a lot of energy.

Just look at the dim sum made in a pot, half a night and half a night, Naleba tried it piece by piece, and he didn't listen to persuasion when his throat hurt, so he had to do it.

"Girl, don't you know, on that day, Yang Mingyuan came with a guarantee letter written by his mother not to accept a concubine, and knelt on the ground to promise your father. Your dad didn't call him back, let him go, and threw a teacup at him because he wrote it to you. ”

Song Fuling said that she guessed, and the next day she heard that her father didn't send Yang Mingyuan out of the house, so she thought about it. In addition, for a few days in a row, my father picked me up, and I already knew it.

Including Yang Mingyuan will write a letter frankly, she has also thought about this.

I don't believe in Yang Mingyuan, but I believe in her father's vision of people.

……

At this time, Song Fusheng and Mrs. Ma went back to the house after chatting, and finally gave Qian Peiying and others back.

After exchanging news, in the middle of the night, with candles lit, they both lay upright on the kang and opened their eyes to see the roof of the shed.

Qian Peiying said: "Her father, a family like Lu Pan, won't write a guarantee for us not to accept concubines." ”

Song Fusheng replied: "It's useless to write, that kind of family is not good, and it is impossible to even reconcile." ”

Let the dead will not let and leave.

This is also what Mrs. Ma said, talking about how satisfied the eldest princess is, but the more he listens, the more his liver hurts.

There are so many people who know, and it is estimated that Prime Minister Lu Cheng already knows.

Qian Peiying turned her head to look at Song Fusheng: "Poria seems to have guessed what the two of us will worry about, before I left just now, your daughter suddenly said to me, there is nothing risk-free in the world, it is possible to become bad, and she may learn badly, it depends on whether you believe it or not." ”

"She's small, and she can't think that far."

"She's not young, twenty-five in modern times, not fifteen.

In modern times, we are more knowledgeable than the two of us, but we still feel that we need to be protected not long after we first joined the work.

I know about this, only we can't think of it. ”

"Qian Peiying, don't always mention modernity, here is talking about Qi Dafei."

"Then what do you mean, you don't agree? Don't you agree with it? This is not for the two of us to choose a candidate for our daughter, and this is not Yang Mingyuan. It's up to the people themselves. And there is no chaos, is there a good guy who knows the roots better than Lu Pan? ”

Song Fusheng sat up suddenly, "You also said before that Yang Mingyuan knows the roots, which end are you." ”

Qian Peiying also sat up: "At that time, there was only Yang Mingyuan, and now he is out of the land, who to compare with." Yang Mingyuan has it, and if it doesn't, there is still it on the land side. ”

This one is more abundant and handsome, and I didn't dare to think of it before.

To be honest, even in modern times, we don't dare to imagine that we can draw like this.

Song Fusheng nodded and said, "Yes, his family is still the top match for that or something." ”

Rebel.

It's not everything.

gave Qian Pei heroic, this person made another mistake, and dared to hug him out of anything.

kicked Song Fusheng in the knee and kicked Song Fusheng crookedly, "Shut up, Lu Pan is a good boy, you just say that you are the person in your daughter's picture?" It's not in vain that people are so good to you. ”

"Is he good for me? He didn't have a good heart. ”

"I want to be filial to you and be your uncle, how can I not have a good heart?"

The two began to fight again.

This is really, the child has no boyfriend, worried.

Yes, even more worried, worried about marrying like this? I'm worried about seeing the wrong person, and I can't get by.

obviously can't be the master of the child, but he still can't stop worrying, maybe he will be pulled down on the day he closes his eyes.

In the second half of the night, Song Fusheng, who got up halfway through sleep, was obviously wilted.

By this time, the candles in the house had long since been extinguished.

He lamented in the darkness in his cloak and sighed:

"The girl doesn't necessarily fall in love with Lu Pan, she just thinks Lu Pan is more suitable.

If you don't have a family, I'm afraid that we will be taken seriously.

Just like a while ago, those people outside didn't gossip less.

I admit it. Poria has indeed grown up, and she doesn't say it when she hears those gossips, but she has a mirror in her heart. ”

Meanwhile.

On the front line, on the shore of the starry night, he sat on a horse and rubbed his ears.

Like a winding stream, Lu Jiajun was advancing towards Fuzhou City before dawn.