She read the letter silently, her eyes were slightly red, and she put it away preciously.

It was bitterly cold at the border, and there were enemies on all sides, and they crossed the pass, and in such a place where there were dangers everywhere, I don't know how this letter was sent.

I don't know if she can send the letter

Just as he was thinking, suddenly a voice came from outside the window.

"Miss Shen, if you want to send a letter, just give it to me when you finish writing, I'll wait here."

Shen Youqiu looked up in surprise and found a person standing outside the window, so he asked with a smile, "Then, can you also send something else?"

"Of course."

The man replied with a smile.

"In that case, you wait a while, and I'll prepare something."

After saying that, he ran out in a hurry.

Although Qi Jingxing did not mention other things in the letter, as well as the living conditions in his army, he could think of it with his toes that the environment must be extremely difficult.

The conditions for them to attack Liuyue Village before were so poor, this time they were temporarily sent, and the preparations they made were completely insufficient, the material conditions must be worse, and the food was estimated to be not enough, and the northern border was colder than the capital, and it was desolate, and I was afraid that it was cold enough.

So, she ran out into the street, and while it was still early, she bought all kinds of jerky, bacon, fruits, cakes, etc., and now that the weather is so cold, the fruit cakes can be stored for a long time, and she is not worried that they will spoil at all.

Then I wanted to buy some clothes made of animal skins to keep him warm, but after looking around, it was really bulky, looking at the small body of the guard, I was afraid that it would be a little troublesome to transport it, and after thinking about it, she only bought clothes to wear inside, not to buy clothes to wear outside.

After purchasing everything, she walked to the back door of her house with a large bag and a small bag, and the person in charge of delivering the letter saw this scene, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"Miss Shen, this, will it—"

"Isn't it a little less?"

Shen Youqiu put all the big bags and small bags on him, clapped his hands, and said with a very understanding smile: "I'm afraid that you are too tired, so I didn't buy too much, how about it, I'm very considerate, you wait here for a while, I'll write a letter again, and you can help me bring it over when the time comes."

With that, she hurried back to the house.

The man stood still, looking at the contents of his arms, his mouth open, and he didn't say a word.

After returning to the house, Shen Youqiu locked himself in the room and wrote a letter for a long time.

What happened in these times, I met the strange old man in the court, and my friendship with Song Huishu became deeper and deeper, and the New Year was approaching.

Thinking of the Chinese New Year, Shen Youqiu hesitated, picked one from the bottom that he had bought a few days ago, and cut off a piece of red rope to wrap the firecrackers.

After doing this, she put everything away and handed it to the man who was waiting outside the courtyard.

"It must be in his hands."

As he spoke, he gave the man a silver ingot, but the man pulled him back.

"If the general knows that I have received your money, I am afraid that both legs will be broken." He smiled and said, "Go back, I have to go back overnight."

"It's hard work, pay attention to safety on the road."

"Thank you, Miss Shen, for your concern."

With that, he turned and quickly disappeared into the twilight.

As today, the dark ground was exceptionally early and colder, Shen Youqiu stood outside for a while, and then slowly walked back.

"Sister Shen, look at what I wrote."

As soon as she came in, Xiao Ruyue trotted up happily with a piece of rice paper, with a hint of joy and a little pride begging for praise on her face, "I've been writing for a long time, you see, I don't like what I write."

Shen Youqiu took the paper and looked at it, although the word was still a little crooked, it was easy to understand, obviously she had practiced for a long time to write so proficiently.

"Ruyue is amazing."

She couldn't help but rub Ruyue's head, and praised with a smile, "I learned so fast, and I wrote well, it's about to be the New Year, so I'll rest and rest these days,

It doesn't have to be so hard."

After raising it at home for so long, Xiao Ruyue's face is ruddy now, and the previous yellow and dry ones are like touching a handful of hay hair, and now they have become a lot softer.

"Write well, no matter what."

Xiao Ruyue's expression was well-behaved and serious, "Sister Shen is serious about me knowing and writing, I must write well, so as not to live up to Sister Shen's hard work."

"You're a little too sensible."

Shen Youqiu was helpless and distressed.

But four or five-year-old children, why work so hard, at this time, it's right to have a happy time, and when they grow up, they will be more restricted.

But looking at the child's serious eyes, Shen Youqiu didn't say anything, just picked her up and went into the kitchen.

"Mother, what are you going to eat tonight?"

As soon as he entered the door, Shen Youqiu couldn't help but move his nose, and then showed surprise on his face, "Is it braised fish? It smells so good!"

"Well, eat fish tonight."

Mo Shi looked back at the two of them and said with a smile, "If it's okay, help me light the fire here."

"Okay."

Shen Youqiu immediately made it on the small stool in front of the stove pit, while adding firewood to it, he looked around, and then saw something, suddenly smiled, secretly stretched out his hand, and took out two sweet potatoes in the pit where the firewood was placed.

"Look."

She showed Lin Ruyue the sweet potato in her hand, and said with a smile: "This thing is delicious when baked, fragrant, and more delicious than rice."

"Really?" Xiao Ruyue's eyes stared directly at the sweet potato, full of curiosity.

"Of course, you'll find out when you eat it!"

After speaking, Shen Youqiu directly used tongs to dig out a hole at the bottom of the charcoal fire of the firewood stove, then threw two sweet potatoes into it, and covered it with charcoal fire.

"We'll be able to eat later."

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Ruyue swallowed her saliva when she heard this, and sat on the stool obediently, her eyes staring straight at the place where she was walking with sweet potatoes, and her little hand supported her chin, very serious and expectant.

"You're going to eat, and you're still roasting this?"

Mo shook his head helplessly.

"You can eat it like food." Shen Youqiu said with a smile.

The days gradually passed, and soon it was the time of the New Year, every household was pasted with red couplets, and with a little condition, red lanterns had been hung, and the word Fu was pasted upside down everywhere, from morning to night, there were children's frolicking and the sound of firecrackers everywhere, and there was a festive atmosphere everywhere.

Shen Youqiu also finally received Qi Jingxing's second letter.

It's just that the letter seems to have been written in a hurry, his brushstrokes are anxious, and the last word ends hastily, and there are still a little brown marks on the edge of the letter, dotted with dots, which look like dried blood.