Five months have passed in a blink of an eye, and it is winter again.

He Mai hugged his little nephew, who had just turned a month, and read the letter from northern Xinjiang in his hand softly:

“…… The land of northern Xinjiang is full of war, full of white bones, General Yan orders the three armies every day is really hard, and he does not show a smile when he returns to the camp, but every time he sees the letters of Xiaoyou, he is happy in his heart, and his boredom is swept away. Xiaoyou may wish to write a few more pages at a time, and I am willing to share with General Yan for the trivial things in daily life.

Zhong Acacia

Rokuro, did you hear that? Zhong Meiren actually said that she and General Yan like to read my letters! Am I writing interesting? Am I so literate? Rokuro, if I put aside the boy, maybe like my brother, I can go to the exam! ”

Liulang smiled: "Yes, what you wrote is also sweet for me, since Mrs. Yan asked you to write more, then you can write it, and I'll polish the ink for you?" ”

"No, no, I've got to organize the words...... Not...... Say something, every time I even write about my grandmother and sister-in-law, it's just more than a thousand words, I want to write more, what is good......" He Mai racked his brains and thought.

Liulang also seriously helped her staff: "How about writing about the business on the stall?" ”

He Mai was stunned for a moment, and smacked his tongue: "Isn't it okay? That's like a running account, shouldn't Zhong Meiren and General Yan be annoyed when they see it? Besides, they're all closed now......"

"In this way, you write about the business on the stall that you remember, write what you see, what you think, and then write that we are going to buy a house next year, and we will go to the town to open a shop again, so it is all related to you, and Mrs. Yan likes to watch it." Rokuro instructed.

"Yes, yes!" He Mai nodded happily, "I don't know why I'm so likeable, Zhong Meiren likes my letter, even General Yan likes it." ”

Rokuro touched her head, "Write it well, I'll send it to you when I'm done." ”

Turning around, Rokuro opened the door and walked out, and a gust of cold wind poured in from outside the house, blowing away some of the warmth in the house.

When He Mai put down his pen, Liulang also brought out a bowl of rice soup from the stove room, "Do you want to give Xiaohu a little drink first?" Grandma and Chunhua are afraid that it will be difficult to rush back. ”

Because Chunhua's mother suddenly became seriously ill, Chunhua rushed back to take care of her in the past few days, Hemai and Liulang went twice, and today the Qin family said that if she accompanied Chunhua back, it would always seem that the Lin family paid more attention to it.

He Mai touched the chubby face of the little tiger in his arms, and whispered pityingly: "Let's put it down first, look at how fragrant he sleeps?" It's not too late to feed when you wake up and cry for a while. ”

"Okay." Liulang bowed his head, sat down, and stayed by Hemai's side.

At the end of the day, the Qin family rushed back, the expression on his face was a little solemn, saying that it was Chunhua's mother who was afraid that it would not work, and it was only a few days.

"A good person, why can't you say no?" He Mai felt very cruel, and remembered that Chunhua went back to take care of her mother every day in tears when she was just out of confinement, and she was really distressed.

Qin Shi whispered, "Everything that was spit out in the last day was green...... I heard Xu Jiang say that if I find her as soon as possible, maybe there will be a ...... to save her."

"Brother Xu didn't say what the cause was?" He Mai asked.

"I didn't say it, I'm afraid I was tired in the early years, and I felt a serious cold, alas, ......" Qin sighed.

When Chunhua came back in the evening, it was Xu Jiang and Ma Er who helped her back.

Chunhua's eyes were red from crying, and she fainted from crying for a while, seeing this scene, Xu Jiang was careful not to let her cry hurt her body, so he sent her home.

He Mai and Qin took care of Chunhua and Xiaohu in the house, and outside the house, Liulang went to talk to Xu Jiang.

"Is it possible that there is a plague?" Rokuro asked.

"I did suspect it at first, because her signs and symptoms were very similar to the plague, but ...... You see, the plague can't be the only one who has this kind of symptoms. If it was a plague, I'm afraid you and I would have been infected with it! ”

Liulang said: "But I heard that Chunhua's mother went to Manniu Mountain a while ago, do you think it is possible to ......?"

Xu Jiang was stunned and groaned.

"I'll take a good look into the cause of her, there's still time. You and Hemai be careful, soak more red grass water I gave you to drink! Xu Jiang instructed and sighed again, "This winter, I'm afraid it's difficult!" ”

It was the middle of winter, and looking at the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, it was experiencing difficult internal and external troubles.

The invasion of foreign countries in the northern Xinjiang and southern deserts continued, but fortunately, the two generals Yan Xing and Ma Zhilong were famous, and every time they fought, the enemy army was already frightened and panicked, and the seven-point victory was decided before the battle.

However, the supply of military rations and equipment was not available for a time, which made the soldiers and horses on the frontier complain. Some local officials have already begun to organize landlords and non-personnel in various localities to raise military postures to meet the needs of the border gates as soon as possible.

In the court, the king of Huainan, who had a good relationship with Li Yunge in the past, advocated quelling the war as soon as possible to meet the requirements of the enemy countries in the northern Xinjiang and southern deserts, so as to avoid repeated wars and harm to the people.

The attitude of the court towards this statement varied, and for a while, even the emperor was not sure what to do.

Maybe the border town has not yet felt the danger of a big war breaking out at any time, but the winter that is colder than previous years seems to indicate Xu Jiang's words, this winter, in some places, is very difficult.

The illness of Chunhua Niang in Red Date Village was just an accident that was affected by chance, but it also alerted a few people.

Under Xu Jiang's treatment, Chunhua Niang's illness was suppressed. Xu Jiang prescribed a few doses of medicine, applied acupuncture, and finally pulled Chunhua Niang back from the palace of the king of Hades.

"It's indeed a plague," Xu Jiang said to Liulang seriously, "but it's really strange that the people from Hongjube Village, Xiangyang Village, and Xiaoqing Village came into contact with her, but they were unscathed." ”

"Could it be that the people in the nearby villages eat and drink differently than the people on the other side of Manniu Mountain?" Rokuro guessed.

"It shouldn't be ......," Xu Jiang shook his head, "There's nothing strange about eating and drinking here, even if there is, what kind of thing should it be that can cure diseases and drive away poisons?" It's so rare. ”

Rokuro didn't come up with a reason, so the matter was put on hold for the time being.

A letter was sent to northern Xinjiang before November, and until the New Year, there was no reply from the northern Xinjiang side, and Hemai looked a little lost.

"Could it be that Zhong Meiren is upset when she sees a bunch of things I wrote and is messy?" He Mai speculated wildly, "Or is it difficult to walk in winter, and it is difficult for messengers to come?" ”

She didn't know how to care so much about the letters from Zhong Meiren's side, in addition to the happy things that happened with her family every day, the most happy thing for her was the letter from the northern Xinjiang.

"Winter is hard, it will pass. I think it should be because the military posture of the imperial court has been sent down, and the morale has been greatly boosted, and the northern Xinjiang has to send all the troops to fight with our army of the Great Zhou, and the war is raging, whether Mrs. Yan can receive your letter or say, and when the battle is over, you can write another letter. Rokuro comforted.