Everyone was startled again, but they all held back their tears to prevent themselves from appearing strange.

Mrs. Cui said softly: "Drink the medicine first, and I will tell you whatever you want to know after drinking it."

Bai Jing did not doubt that he was there and drank the medicine carefully.

Drowsiness comes over me, and I feel very sleepy.

He never closed his eyes, still staring at his wife.

When Mrs. Cui turned around and put the bowl down, she wiped the corners of her eyes, then turned around and showed a gentle smile: "Husband, the eldest girl has outstanding martial arts, so she was allowed to go to the battlefield."

Seeing Bai Jing looking at her, Bai Xiuying immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes, fifth brother, you don't know, the eldest sister is really brave. I admire her now and won't get angry with her anymore."

Bai Jing didn't say anything, she just stretched her hand towards the charcoal fire.

As if being burned by the temperature, he quickly retracted his hand.

Looking at his hands again, he couldn't help but reveal a rather helpless expression.

The guard brought medicine and warm water. Ms. Cui rolled her eyes and immediately said: "Sisters-in-law, two younger siblings, and the sixth girl, I want to treat my husband's wounds. Can you please step aside?"

Everyone was feeling embarrassed, so they went down Cui's ladder, comforted Bai Jing with a few words, and then retreated.

Little Chuanyi still didn't dare to let his fifth uncle see him, so he carefully hid under Cheng Bi's figure and went out with everyone.

When they came to the yard, the sisters-in-law looked complicated.

Compared with the heartfelt joy of Xiao Chuanyi and Bai Xiuying, they were glad that Wu Lang was still alive, but they also thought of their husband who was bone-chillingly cold in the coffin and would never open his eyes again to speak, completely devoid of life.

They will think, why is my husband not still alive?

It would be great if my husband was still alive.

How wonderful it would be...

Such thoughts are inevitable for every sister-in-law, but in the end they will feel that it is great to have one person come back alive.

Among them, Yu Jiao suffered the most.

If the death was certain, then she was just heartbroken.

But now, she doesn't know whether her Ayu is dead or alive, and her heart will inevitably have uncontrollable extravagant hopes.

But as soon as this thought arose, she couldn't help but erase it, lest she would have to accept greater disappointment after her hopes were over.

Her heart was so up and down that she felt like she was going crazy and was being tortured crazy.

But for the sake of the people around her, and not to worry her relatives, she also sympathized with Bai Mingwei, who felt the same way as her.

So she gritted her teeth and forced herself not to reveal this emotion.

The pain that is just screamed out is like a wound exposed to the sun. It looks hideous and terrifying, but it is often easier to heal.

And the wounds that are hidden deep in the heart and can only be licked alone will quietly fester in unknown places.

And she had no choice but to endure the recurring pain that she didn’t know when it would end, just like a person lost at sea and enduring the miserable wind and rain——

The journey is long, but there is no end.

"Aunt Seventh..."

Suddenly, when she lowered her head, a warm little hand held her.

This hand is so small, but so warm.

Through the tears, she saw Xiao Chuanyi looking straight at her, with touching concern in his eyes.

"Chuanyi..."

Xiao Chuanyi held her hand: "I will look forward to it as if Uncle Qi is still alive, and I will face it as strong as if Uncle Qi is not coming back."

Xiao Chuanyi held her with both hands: "As my mother said, people should always have hope in life, but they should also know how to face it calmly when their hopes are shattered."

"If Uncle Qi is really gone, and Qi Qi will be too sad. After a few years, we will meet again."

"I hope that at that time, we didn't have regrets at that time, we could gather with them with joy, and then told them proudly-" "

"Look, I didn't ask you to worry about it at all, and I didn't tell you to be disappointed, because when you were not, I could take care of myself for you, and what you did not complete, I did it for you."

"Seven aunt, presumably the gathering at that time, it must be worth leaving the world with a smile without nostalgia?"

After listening to these words, Yu Jiao stunned.

She would rather die in heart, and does not want these words to come from the child's mouth.

She would rather abandon herself, and did not ask the child to be so sensible.

"Chuanyi ..." Yu Jiao hugged the bird -like child with a good hand, and the tears rolled in the entrance, really bitter and astringent.

She knew that the child was different from ordinary people, and she knew from when she first saw a small righteousness.

This child is a well -deserved genius, far better than many mediocre generations in this world.

But at this moment, she thinks this child should not be so smart!

In this way, you can't experience the sadness of losing your loved ones, let alone to comfort others after hurting your heart.

"I will be strong, just like my little transmission."

Little Chuanyi slowly hugged Yu Jiao, two people who were about ten years old comforted each other in this cold wind.

In the room, Bai Yan was stunned for a while: "Su Su, why do I see a righteousness? Is it my dazzling?"

Cui's name Cui Subing.

Bai Yan always likes to call her Su Su.

Because calling Bingbing is too cold.

When Cui heard the words, he didn't raise his head, and he still carefully handled the wound for his husband: "The husband must want to be a little rigid, otherwise it will not have fantasies, and it can be understood.

, I miss him too. "

She did it very carefully, and each inch of wound was dealt with just right.

The ulceration pus, the itchy place, after being dealt with by her, the unbearable feeling disappeared, and only the cooling of the iron.

Bai Yan couldn't help wondering: "Su Su, your technique of dealing with the wound is more skilled than the military doctor!"

Cui was silent, and then said: "The husband and the longevity are defended by the family, and the battlefield is fighting. How can we be idle, so we have some basic medical skills with the military, at least to do something for those soldiers who are injured and injured.

"

Bai Yan is not pedantic. Although he is unhappy with his beloved wife to touch other men, he will not blame his wife because of this, but feels distressed to face this terrible blood.

"My Su Su, it's always so good, think so for others."

When Cui was dealt with seriously, every time the wound was treated, her heart broke a bit until she was split.

She choked several times: "Fujun, does it hurt?"

Bai Yan looked softly at his wife: "It hurts, but it hurts. I can't help but want to die many times, but when I think of my Su Su is still waiting for me, I feel like it will not hurt."

Cui raised his eyes with tears, and he looked at his husband's eyes: "You suffer, you only hate yourself and you can't get it for you."

Bai Yan smiled softly: "Fool, you know, I would rather suffer thousands of times in this suffering, and I didn't want you to get a point."

Cui was full of tears: "Aya ... you always coax people like this."

Bai Jing said softly: "My Susu is also so powerful. When I saw my Susu, my injuries were treated and my heart was relieved, so the wounds no longer hurt and my heart felt warm."

.”

Mrs. Cui burst into tears, her tears rolling down one by one.

She has never regretted her original bravery for a moment. If she had not taken the initiative to pursue him, would such a good man have been taken away by someone else?

She has never regretted marrying into the Bai family, even though she always thought her husband was dead.
Chapter completed!