Cold from head to toe, Qiao Jinyu felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar, so cold that she wanted to shiver.

She was really shivering, too.

Her lips trembled for a long time, and she couldn't squeeze out a word.

The three of them were in a heavy mood, and suddenly remembered the sound of hurried footsteps outside the courtyard.

After a while, a figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

The three of them looked up at the same time, and their faces were full of joy the moment they saw the person coming.

But in an instant, the joy dissipated like smoke, and only worry was heavy.

Zhao Kuo looked at a few people, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then strode to Qiao Jinyu and handed her the gift box in his hand.

"I happened to pass by the shop today, and I saw a good set of ink ingots and inkstones inside, so I bought them back, which can be regarded as a gift for your brother to go to school."

Qiao Jinyu lowered her eyes and looked at the wooden box in front of her, only to feel that her arm could not be lifted as if it weighed tens of millions of pounds.

Happened to be passing by?

He was a fool when she was a fool, wasn't he?

If he hadn't wanted to buy ink ingots and inkstones for her brother, how could he have walked in when he was passing by a shop?

Seeing that Qiao Jinyu was stunned and didn't answer, Zhao Kuo frowned, directly pulled her arm, stuffed the gift box into her arms, and then looked at Yan on the side.

"Mother, the enemy army is coming, I estimate that you will have to leave home for some time, you must take care of yourself at home."

There were tears rolling in Yan's eyes, and he wanted to roll out of his sockets, but she forced them down.

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Yan pulled out a light smile.

"Don't worry, your mother will take care of herself, and you have to take care of yourself, don't let your mother worry."

"Well, I know. Uncle Zhao, this family will be entrusted to you for the time being. Zhao Kuo's expression was solemn.

"Don't worry, general, I will take care of my wife and this family for you."

Steward Zhao also tried to squeeze out a smiling face, so that he could smile as naturally as possible.

Nodding, Zhao Kuo didn't say anything more, turned around and strode out of the courtyard, left Zhao's mansion, and rode straight to the barracks.

After Zhao Kuo left, the tears that Yan had suppressed for a long time could no longer be suppressed after all, and rushed out like a river bursting its banks.

However, Yan did not let himself cry, but silently wiped away the tears on his face with a handkerchief, then turned around and moved back to the house step by step.

Steward Zhao was afraid that she would be restless and accidentally fall, so he followed her quietly.

Qiao Jinyu held the wooden box in her arms and looked fixedly at the direction where Zhao Kuo left, she was already stupid.

In her mind, what Steward Zhao had just said echoed over and over again.

Hit in for half a life, almost ...... I almost didn't make it......

Zhao Kuo, you must come back alive.

If you don't come back, in the next life, in the next life, in the next life, just wait for me to pester you until you go crazy......

On the days when Zhao Kuo was away, everyone still ate and slept as usual.

It's just that Qiao Jinyu, who has won numerous culinary awards in modern times, either burns the fish or boils the soup salty.

And Yan, when eating, would start to be stunned while eating, staring at the seat next to him in a daze, staring at it for a quarter of an hour or two.

Sometimes, she will sew new clothes for Zhao Kuo for the winter as in previous years.

But if she sewed and sewed, the needle would inexplicably prick her finger and make blood fly, so frightened that Steward Zhao hurriedly found a medicine box to bandage her.

As for Steward Zhao, it's no better.

He often heard the beating of war drums while cleaning the mansion, and he was so nervous that the feather duster in his hand shook.

And then the feather duster coincidentally pierced the window paper.

In just ten days, he made up no less than ten times and no less than 20 times for the window paper in Zhao's mansion.