Chapter 1970: The ancient little widow in the rebirth text 19
Knowing that the bad guy has been punished, Zhou Zhu still felt a little uncomfortable: "How can my parents force An Le to go to He's house to celebrate her happiness, An Le is only twelve years old and has not yet reached her wedding, just for ten—"
In the second half of the sentence, Tuesday Zhu's tone was choked up.
It was only 15 taels of silver. After he became a general, he received more than 100 taels of rewards from the court alone. He also specially sent 30 taels of silver to his family.
What Zhu Zhu was afraid of on Tuesday was that his family suddenly became rich and could not keep this wealth.
Unexpectedly, the family did not receive the money at all.
The thought of his biological parents, under the misconception that he was dead, persecuted his wife and daughter, made Zhou Zhu feel very uncomfortable.
Those were the parents who gave birth to him and raised him. He could understand their partiality, but he didn't understand why they couldn't be nicer to the Lichun mother and daughter.
If he really died in battle, Anle would be his only bloodline left in the world.
"It's all passed by his father, when you didn't come back. I'm always worried about this in my heart, I'm afraid that Anle will marry someone and be bullied. Now with your father who is a general in charge, we will definitely be able to live a good life in Anle."
After Song Shi mentioned it, a moving light appeared in his eyes.
Tuesday Zhu supported Song to get up, and he said with sincerity, "I have suffered you for so many years. Lichun, I have only you as a wife in my life. It is a mistake to take He as a concubine, she is me. The widow of a comrade-in-arms. I was drunk more than half a year ago, and somehow I did something as stupid as a beast."
His explanation made Song shi feel better. At least her husband took her to heart, and he didn't know that he took her concubine because he was greedy for beauty.
She put her finger on Zhou Zhu's lips and said with a serious face, "Father An Le, I know everything if you don't say anything. You are a man who stands above the ground. If you make a mistake, you will be responsible for the rest of your life. You are a general now, and you will be in charge in the future. Whoever wants to take a concubine you fancy will not stop me."
Song shi said generous words, and his heart was sour as if he had overturned a vinegar jar.
"Lichun, who do you think I am on Tuesday! No more, I will never take a concubine again in my life."
Downstairs, Shu Ange was leaning on the counter, thinking about how to deal with Father Zhou's family when he returned to the countryside tomorrow, when he suddenly saw Ding Mao appearing in front of the restaurant.
Ding Mao was carrying a large sack of game, wearing a brown quilted robe, his hair stood up with a wooden hairpin, and his complexion was much whiter than when the two first met last summer.
"Brother Dingmao, you are here to deliver again."
Shu Ange walked quickly outside the restaurant, picked up the sack effortlessly, and greeted Dingmao to talk to the back together.
Ding Mao rubbed the corners of his clothes, and silently followed behind Shu Ange into the kitchen.
She wore a double bun and a light green Luo skirt, like a lotus leaf blooming in the early summer, warming the warm and cold spring day.
She is the bright and bright moon, standing where he can't reach.
Ding Mao felt sad in his heart, the bright and lively girl suddenly looked back and smiled brightly at him, revealing her neat teeth: "Brother Ding Mao, why don't you like to talk today."
After the two became acquainted, Ding Mao spoke more than before, although he still loved to blush.
He didn't speak today because he didn't know how to get along with Shu Ange.
"I... heard on the way here that your father is back, congratulations. General Zhou defended his family and defended the country and fought on the battlefield. He is a great hero who stands above the ground."
"You've heard it, and I was about to tell you. After so many years of waiting for my mother, I finally moved God and hoped to return to my father."
Shu Ange was very emotional, and Ding Mao hummed, his eyes were mixed with unspeakable feelings: "You will be the general's daughter in the future, and no one will dare to bully you, so I am relieved."
"It's impossible to say this, what if my future husband-in-law is a white-eyed wolf and dislikes my rural background and bullies me?"
"No, General Zhou will definitely choose a good husband for you."
When Ding Mao thought that the little girl was going to get married in a few years, Ding Mao felt extremely sour, but he still tried his best to comfort her.
"Not necessarily. After all, I've already married someone once. Anyway, I'll talk about it later."
No one will look down on her, Ding Mao said in his heart, at least he won't.
After putting the game in the woodshed, Shu Ange took out the money from his purse and stuffed it to Ding Mao without any reason: "You must accept the money, or you won't send game to the restaurant in the future."
Every time the two do business, it is like fighting a war, one desperately gives money, the other desperately pushes.
"Today's money will not be collected, just take care of General Zhou to wash away the dust."
Ding Mao hid his hands behind his back and found a ready-made reason.
"No, this money has to be collected, and I will take it as you wish. We are friends, and I can't take advantage of you all the time."
Shu Ange went around behind Ding Mao, grabbed his hand tightly, and forcibly stuffed the silver into his hand.
Her soft little hand touched Ding Mao's rough and hard palm, making him blushed.
He tried his best to refuse, but he couldn't break free of her hand.
After a stalemate for a while, Ding Mao made a concession: "Okay, let go, and I will accept the money."
"That's right, we are friends, and no one can suffer."
But I am willing to endure hardship, Ding Mao whispered in his heart.
He is willing to give all his prey to the girl he likes, as long as she always has a smile on her face.
Ding Mao felt a little sad when he put away the money. He doesn't earn as much money as Shu Ange, and he's an orphan, and he won't have a chance to take care of her in this life.
"You - will you go to the southwest with General Zhou?"
"Well, if there is no accident, I should go. Dad was born and died to guard the frontier outside, and I also wanted to do my part. Does it sound a bit ridiculous?"
"It's not funny, women can also serve the country."
"That's what I thought. You see, God gave me a magical power. Do you just hope that I can also make some achievements on the battlefield."
"It's too dangerous to go to the battlefield. You can choose other ways to serve your country."
Ding Mao rejected Shu Ange's idea without hesitation, fearing that she would be angry and explained: "And the Dali Dynasty is not allowed to recruit female soldiers. If they are found out, they have committed the crime of deceiving the king."
"I understand, don't worry. Brother Dingmao, have you ever thought about becoming a soldier?"
If this thought just flashed in Ding Mao's mind before, when Shu Ange asked this sentence, he was really moved.
According to the laws of the Dali Dynasty, the only son in the family could be exempted from military service.
When Ding Mao was young, he stayed in the deep mountains and forests and didn't know much about the outside world.
After I had my own ideas and opinions, I had more concerns about Shu Ange in my heart.
He wanted to take care of Shu Ange's mother and daughter silently until she met someone who could protect her for the rest of her life.
If she went to the southwest, joining the army might not be a good choice.
Ding Mao also wants to make a contribution and make a career, and one day he will be able to be upright...
His earlobes suddenly turned red, and he nodded seriously: "An Le, you don't want to join the army, I'll just join the army."
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