Couldn't help but say, Chu Ying took out her handkerchief and gently wiped her tears, and after a while, Su Juncai asked:

"Firefly, you have lived in Bei'an County for a long time, you must have had feelings, and you left suddenly, you really can't adapt to it for a while, you are familiar with the people here, and in Taidang County, you may not even be able to find a few people who speak, take your time, you still have to go to Taidang County to live after all, always staying here, it is also causing trouble to the officials and people here."

Seeing that Chu Ying's mood was not as low as just now, Su Jun continued:

"After all, your identity is here, I'm afraid you don't know, around you, I don't know how many people are quietly protecting you, by the way, Firefly, after you came back from Taidang County, what did you do in Bei'an County, you won't make these shoes every day, right?"

Chu Ying's pretty face was instantly flushed, and her expression became a little uneasy, and she grabbed her silk handkerchief with both hands, and whispered:

"General, after I came back, I still taught those children to read and write every day, and only did these needlework in my spare time."

Su Jun felt a little headache, from seeing those exquisitely made, beautiful and comfortable shoes, and then connecting with some of Chu Ying's abnormal behaviors when he saw himself, he understood that the girl in front of him actually tied a lot of affection to himself.

This is something that Su Jun never expected, all along, Chu Ying has always been a little girl in his eyes, and more often, the concept in his mind is Chu Xuan's most doted sister, looking at the little girl in front of him who still has tears on her face, but is delicate like a porcelain doll, Su Jun suddenly felt that he had to think more about this aspect with a sense of guilt.

"Firefly, well, that's the case, in the future, you don't care what I call a general or not, it sounds weird, although I have no name with your sister, but in my heart, I still call myself your brother-in-law, if you don't dislike it, you can call me brother-in-law in the future, or Brother Su!"

Su Jun went around in a circle, and more subtly pointed out the thoughts in his heart, knowing that the extremely smart girl in front of him would definitely be able to understand his words.

Sure enough, as soon as Su Jun's words fell, Chu Ying's face instantly became a little pale, and she was slightly stunned for a while, but she laughed again and said:

"Okay, then I'll call you Brother Su in the future, okay?"

"Okay, then it's decided!"

Su Jun said happily, thinking that Chu Ying had already figured it out, so he couldn't help but continue:

"Hotaru, what do you have plans for the future? No matter what you have in mind, as long as I can do it, I will do my best to fulfill your wishes.

Chu Ying tilted her head, thought about it seriously, and said leisurely:

"Brother Su, my wish is really very simple, I just hope that one day in the future, I can be with the person I like, when he has free time, I can be with him under the flowers, drink tea, speak, have dinner with him, admire the moon together, be able to sing for him, let him wear the clothes, shoes and socks that I sewn for him, when he is busy with business and galloping on the battlefield, I can burn a pillar of incense for him, silently pray for him, and hope that he will return victorious as soon as possible."

The more Chu Ying spoke, the happier she became, her eyes were full of yearning, she didn't care about Su Jun's expression, and said to herself:

"When he returns victorious, I will be able to untie his bloody robe with my own hands. Of course, I also hope that he can love me, love me, cherish me, and miss me. I also want to have a bunch of dolls with him in the future, and we play with the children, read books together, watch them grow up, and let us grow old day by day. Brother Su, do you think my wish will come true one day in the future? ”

Su Jun's head began to hurt again, Chu Ying's bright eyes stared straight at him, his face was slightly red, his nose was nervously rising and falling slightly, his hands were clutching the edge of the table, and his body trembled, so that the table shook slightly.

Faced with Chu Ying's bold, almost explicit confession, Su Jun didn't know how to answer, stood up a little embarrassed, and said:

"Firefly, you're still young, you're still young, don't think about these things now, it's a few years, let's talk about it in a few years."

After speaking, Su Jun turned around and strode away towards the door like a desperate escape.

"Brother Su, I'm not young anymore, I'm almost eighteen years old!"

Chu Ying stood up and shouted loudly behind Su Jun's back, which made Su Jun run faster. A brave girl is far more terrible than a fierce and tyrannical enemy, at least Su Jun thinks that no matter how fierce and dangerous the enemy is, he will not let himself escape so quickly and so embarrassed.

This night, Su Jun lost sleep in his old general's mansion.

In the early morning of the next day, the snowflakes that had drifted all night finally stopped, and it was rare that there was a bright sunshine, looking at the thick snow outside the window, Yan Qinghua waved her little fist and said with some excitement:

"Ruixue Zhaofeng year, Su Ye, there is such a heavy snow this year, which indicates that our Taidang County will usher in another bumper harvest next year!"

Su Jun was not in the mood to look at Yan Qinghua who was excited, and there were some absent-minded mumm-huh two voices on the side, but he stopped talking, and the group rode their horses and slowly left the old general's mansion, at this time, a woman and a group of children suddenly sang from the side of the school:

"The leaves are green, and the dew is not frosty. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. Tracing from it, the road is blocked and climbing, tracing from it, like ...... in the middle of the water"

Su Jun subconsciously turned his head, looked in the direction of the school, opened his mouth fiercely, and wanted to say something, but immediately met Su Jun's warning gaze, and immediately closed his mouth and said nothing.

Yan Qinghua and Chu Ying were not familiar with each other, but they didn't pay attention to listening to these babbling poems, and still talked to Su Jun with great interest about the heavy snow that was a good sign for Taidang County, but for the Northern Barbarians, such heavy snow meant a major disaster, if there were a few more heavy snowfalls of this scale this year, it would be great, and then the enemies of the Northern Barbarians might be self-defeating.

After two years of vigorous management in Taidang County, the Bulaolin has completely turned into a large barracks, where thousands of recruits receive formal training and participate in Tuntian.

More and more barren mountains have been transformed into fertile fields, and the area of artificial lakes has become larger and larger.

A team of Taidang County soldiers with bare arms, more than a dozen people worked together to carry a big log with a thick hug down the mountain, sweat beads rolling on the strong muscles, although there was sunshine, but the weather was still very cold, but these people were steaming hot, looking at these muscles and muscles, looking at the powerful men, Su Jun said happily:

"Well, seeing these future soldiers, I am more confident in defeating the barbarians."

These recruits, who can only be regarded as pre-military service, do not wear armor, but uniformly wear the kind of blue coarse cloth clothes of Taidang County recruits, and wear riding boots made of animal skins on their feet.

In the winter, the reservists had nothing to do other than the job of cutting down trees, so they were left with simple military training, and countless groups of soldiers were shouting trumpets under the leadership of their commanders, or running along the forest in neat columns.

Or armed with wooden spears and broadswords, the basic skills are practiced, while the soldiers who have been trained for a longer time are led by a senior officer to practice the formation of small groups. It's winter, but it's in full swing.