in the house.

Wen and Shao Li sat on the stool next to the bed, looking worriedly at Ye Qing, who had just vomited too much on the bed and was now asleep.

The two looked at each other.

Then he walked out of the house lightly, and ordered Chuxia and Xiaoqiu to wait in the house.

After walking out of the hospital.

Wen's expression was solemn, he looked at Shao Li and said in a deep voice: "This matter can't be left to Ye Qing anymore, you have to notify Nanshan to come back." ”

Shao Li nodded, and then said: "Your old Cheng is in the field, don't tell your old Cheng for the time being, I'll write a letter to Hongxuan later, and ask him to think of a way to contact Shangnanshan and let Nanshan come back as soon as possible." ”

Before Ji Nanshan went to the neighboring county, he informed Ye Qing that there would be some dangers to go on a mission, so as to avoid exposure, he could only contact Cheng Huaijin's people on his side in a single line, so as not to be detected by the enemy.

If Cheng Huaijin knew about it, he was anxious to send someone to contact Ji Nanshan, and it would be self-defeating.

"Okay, just do what you say, by the way, the temperature has dropped badly in the past two days, the day after tomorrow is Hongxuan's birthday, when you send someone to send a letter to your man, by the way, you will send the clothes you made for him by the way, although the workmanship of the clothes still needs to be improved, but it is your heart, Hongxuan will be very happy to receive it."

"......" Shao Li's face was complicated, he struggled for a moment, and nodded stubbornly: "Cheng." ”

。。。。。。

A watch time.

Ye Hongxuan in the barracks sat in front of the bookcase and looked at the map, and from time to time he held a pen and recorded it on the white paper on the side.

Little by little, time passed.

Two watches.

Ye Hongxuan yawned and got up, rolled up the map, folded and collected the paper with the recorded things, and then got up to wash his face and rinse his mouth.

Not finished washing.

I heard the hurried voice of Ye Eighteen outside the door.

"Master, Mrs. Fuzhong has written to you."

As soon as I heard this.

Ye Hongxuan's action of washing his face paused, his eyes were full of disbelief, his face was full of joy, and after being stunned for a moment, his Adam's apple quickly rolled up and down, put down the wet cloth towel in his hand, and walked over to open the door.

"Master, the messenger said that Madame is looking for you urgently, so you must read the letter as soon as possible, by the way, the clothes in this baggage are made for you by Madame herself."

“？？？” Ye Hongxuan took the hand of the letter and package for a moment, full of surprise: Shao Li actually made clothes for him? Could it be that Shao Li ...... to him

Ye Shibayu glanced at his master's rare gaffe and sluggish appearance, and quickly lowered his eyes.

"Well, stand aside for now."

"Yes."

Ye Hongxuan held the letter in his left hand, held the burden in his arms, closed and bolted the door with his right hand, and walked towards the oil lamp by the table with a smile.

Shao Li makes clothes for him?

Shao Li made clothes for him!!

Full of anticipation, he opened his burden excitedly, shook off his clothes, and his eyes widened in an instant, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

I saw that the material of his favorite moon-white clothes was not only wrinkled and sewn, but also the threads everywhere on the outside of the clothes, not to mention these, the most important thing was ...... There are many places on the clothes, all of which have obvious dark red blood spots.

This work.

This craft.

These countless blood spots.

This dress must have been made by Shao Li himself, and he didn't run away.

Look at the clothes.

The heart is warm, the heart is throbbing, and I am happy, and I feel sorry for Shao Li, a dignified man, not only aggrieved in the woman's body, but also under all kinds of pressure, he picked up a needle and thread to make clothes for him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Shao Li."

After muttering in a low voice, he quickly tore open the envelope and opened the letter paper to check it...... I want to talk with more like-minded people about "People in the Mountains: Skillful Farmer Wife and Black Husband", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~