In the evening of the next day, Wu Jin came out of the bookstore, carrying the letter, carefully carrying two packets of "crisp qiong leaves", and walked to Mofu.

These two packets of "crispy qiong leaves" are made from steamed cakes left last night, cut into thin slices, soaked in the boiled sugar solution, and then taken out and baked in the stove to burn brown and crispy, full of sweet fragrance.

When he was an apprentice, he could eat a crispy leaf brushed with sugar, and his mouth was sweet all day long.

Later, he picked out the cakes and went out to sell, knowing that the sugar was expensive, even if there were leftover steamed cakes, he was reluctant to make them, and he had never tasted them.

Early this morning, he saw Wu's mother in the kitchen and left a few steamed cakes for him to make breakfast, he didn't eat them, cut them all out, boiled sugar and scones, left one for Wu Yi, and one for Cheng Ting, and the remaining two packets He took to Yin Bei and asked him to bring them to Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng loves sweetness and must love to eat.

And his letters and things were not delivered to the fort until two days later, and the crispy leaves changed from two packets to one and a half packets—and half of them were tasted by Mo Qianlan.

Mo Lingfeng learned that Yin Bei had sent something, and immediately ran back from the street.

The fortress had just been swept away by a strong wind, and the ground was covered with sand, and with every step she took, she stepped out of the yellow sand.

Yin Nan followed, his face was sallow, and there were a lot of vicissitudes.

Behind them came the sound of a teenager squeaking.

Mo Lingfeng's ears were full of wind, and he vaguely heard him first say that he was a "deserter", and then said, "Okay, okay, don't fight, don't go." ”

She ignored the urgent call, and just left, so the voice chased after her, "Don't leave after training tomorrow, let's still wrestle." ”

Mo Lingfeng didn't care about him, just ran home.

Along the entire northwest line, there are a total of eleven forts and villages, and the Zhenrong army is in the Gaoping village of Dazhai, and she is Gaoping Village.

Gaopingzhai is no different from ordinary towns, there are merchants, there are foot shops, soldiers have their own residences, and their families can also share the land, she lives in a house with two entrances, the house is not big, and the house rented by Wu Jin when he was in Baijiaqiao is almost the same, but it is much worse than Wu Jin's place.

First of all, when the house was built, the wood was not neat, the wall panels, beams and columns, and the eaves were uneven.

The outside of the house is already so messy, and the inside of the house is even more unbearable, cutting corners to the point that it does not collapse, the wooden board is not as thick as the palm of her hand, and the family on the left has countless chickens, calling from morning to night, fluttering endlessly, and the smell of goes down the wall panel, reaching the end of her nose, no matter where she goes, she can't hide.

And this house is unlucky, there is just a dead head inside.

Dutou did not die on the battlefield, but went to steal chickens in the cold, slipped under his feet, hit the ground on the back of his head, and fell red and white on the spot, and his soul returned to the underworld.

Living in such a house, Mo Lingfeng often felt irritable and restless, and could only rely on blowing to soothe his mood.

But as soon as Yin Bei came, she would be able to be at peace for several days.

rushed back to the courtyard in a hurry, there was a wooden basin in the courtyard, soaked in her dirty clothes, and a small low stool was placed next to the wooden basin, Yin Nan sat here from time to time to rub clothes.

Yin Bei couldn't stay for a long time, he had already left, and the big bags and small wraps were stacked on the table in the main room.

Mo Lingfeng hurriedly opened one, and saw that inside were her spring clothes, all smoked with smokers, as well as the porcelain children's pillow she loved to use.

In addition, there is a candy box, which is full of candied fruits, which must have been picked by Zhao Shiheng himself.

In these things, she smelled the smell of Mo Mansion - the ancient smell that incense couldn't hide, and the smell of medicine that wafted all year round mixed into the smell of Mo Qianlan's body.

She buried her head in the pile of clothes and took a few breaths as she wiped away her tears and held back a cry.

She was homesick.

Obviously still in Kuanzhou, but home is far away, as if it is thousands of miles away.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, she heard the sound of the soldiers' singing and drinking, stood in the open space and looked at Kuanzhou City, and saw that the city was bright and dark, and the big fireworks exploded in the night sky, and the sound of firecrackers crackled, and when it reached the fortress, there was only a little empty echo.

She was lonely and wanted to cry, so she kept watch alone all night, hoping that her brother would be free of illness and disaster in the new year, and went out for a walk the next day, only to gain countless white eyes.

After walking like this for most of the day, she didn't see Nomad Muqing, and no one cared about her, but she just distinguished the general distribution of the fortress, and there was no one around except Yin Nan.

Mo Lingfeng endured the tears, turned his head sideways to catch his breath, and smelled a different aroma from the candy box.

It is the aroma of the grain after it has been baked.

She reached out and touched it, found out an oiled paper bag, sat up and unwrapped the cotton rope on it, found that it was a crispy qiong leaf inside, pinched a piece and tasted it, she "ah", raised her eyebrows, and stuffed a whole piece into her mouth.

"Yin Nan, this is delicious, it's soaked in sugar!"

She handed Yin Nan a piece with a fluttering eyebrow.

Yin Nan took a bite in his mouth, and it felt very good, and he took a piece from Mo Lingfeng's hand and chewed it and ate it, and drew a little strength, so that he could go out like a big girl and continue to wash clothes.

She found a woman to wash her clothes, but she didn't dare to hand them over to others, so she could only sit here and rub them by herself.

Mo Lingfeng continued to rummage through the package, and saw that there was also an oiled paper bag with a letter from Wu Jin pinned to it.

"Wu Jin!"

She opened the letter and saw that it was Wu Jin's diary two days ago, and after reading it word for word, she felt that the bruise on the corner of her eyebrows was not so painful.

Wu Jin, like these old things, will always be on her side, unlike a fortress, only banishment and provocation that make her confused.

She put the food on the table, put the clothes and porcelain pillows with the smell of home on the bed, put the letter in the box, and as soon as she put it in, she took it out again, and reluctantly put it in the charcoal basin and burned it.

The room was suddenly filled with smoke, and at this time, Nomad Qing trotted in and shook off the yellow sand on her body: "Girl." ”

Mo Lingfeng didn't find him, it was he who found Mo Lingfeng in the training ground, and all the exiled "Dingyuan Army" also quietly returned to Mo Lingfeng.

As soon as he came in, Yin Nan also followed in, he was a head shorter than Yin Nan, but his momentum was not weak, so he naturally opened the candy box and grabbed out a handful of dried plums: "Girl, can I eat some?" ”

Yin Nan's laundry was angry and resentful, seeing that Nomad Qing asked himself, he immediately reached out to grab it, Nomad Qing avoided it with his right hand, and passed three moves with Yin Nan with his left hand, and then pressed Yin Nan to the table with a slap: "I don't have a long memory." ”

Yin Nan was murderous, fluttering like a fish, Mo Lingfeng looked at it coldly for a moment, and scolded Nomad Qing: "Let go." ”

Nomad Qing let go of his hand with ease, and looked at the little girl in front of him who was beaten again.

"Girl, Sanchuan Village evacuated to the surrounding Dingchuan Village and Huaiyuan Village, the big war is coming."