allonlinenovel Chapter 205 Playing with you
Chapter 205 Playing with you
The next day, before dawn, Chu and Ying arrived at the central military tent early.
Yingdan made breakfast, and Zhou Bo, for the first time ever, invited the two of them to eat together, saying that from now on, they only needed to cook for him and his daughter, and they could eat together, without having to run back and forth between the central military tent and the fire officer's tent.
Chu and Ying didn't dare to say anything, so Zhou Bo assumed that they agreed.
After dinner, Zhou Bo said to Chu Xiaomu, "Lan Lan said she wanted to go to the grassland, why don't you take her out for a walk."
Chu Xiaomu agreed, led the horses out of the stable, harnessed the cart, and drove to the gate of the central army tent.
When he returned to the central army tent, he found that Zhou Bo had already left. Chu Xiaomu had no choice but to walk to Jinglan and said, "Miss Jinglan, let me help you get in the car."
Jinglan nodded, her face red all the way to her neck.
Chu Xiaomu gritted his teeth, picked up Jinglan, and carefully put her into the cart. A faint fragrance hit his nose, and Chu Xiaomu felt as if he was floating in the clouds. He also became a cloud without a head, a wind without hands and feet, and he didn't know where he was or where he would float to.
As the car rumbled by, Chu Xiaomu thought of Xiaoying again... the Xiaoying who loved to cry and get angry, the Xiaoying who would hit people with a stick at any time, the Xiaoying who had made a pinky promise with him that they would meet again the following spring... Is she okay?
Jinglan suddenly said: "You...are you very annoyed with me?"
Chu Xiaomu was stunned and said, "No, why would I bother the girl?"
Jinglan said: "My legs can't walk anymore, and many people look at me strangely. Although they are polite to me, it's only because my father is the central army of Bicheng. But I know that they are actually annoyed with me." Jinglan's voice became lower and lower, revealing a gloominess that was not in line with her age.
Chu Xiaomu smiled and said, "I really don't bother you. How can a rude boy like me who doesn't know anything have the qualifications to bother a girl?"
"But when I saw you getting on the horse, your expression suddenly changed..."
Chu Xiaomu sighed deliberately and said, "I just suddenly thought of a friend."
Jinglan said "oh" and stopped talking.
After leaving the Nanding camp, we walked eastward for five or six miles. There were no tents or horses around us. All we could see were some gently undulating green hills. The sky and the earth were vast and the sun was shining brightly.
Chu Xiaomu stopped the carriage and said, "Miss Jinglan, how about I catch a few birds for you to play with?"
Jinglan said, "Help me out. I want to take a look outside."
"It's a bit cold outside. It's not good to catch a cold."
"It's always Dad who thinks I'm cold, but I'm actually not afraid at all. Just help me out."
Chu Xiaomu had no choice but to carry Jinglan out of the carriage. He almost felt dizzy again when he smelled the fragrance emanating from her body.
Jinglan said: "By the way, you saved my life, and I haven't said thank you to you yet."
Chu Xiaomu chuckled and said, "What's there to thank for? It's not a big deal."
Jinglan bit her lower lip and said, "I almost lost my life, but in your eyes...it's not a big deal..."
Chu Xiaomu gently placed her on the grass and said quickly, "Miss Zhou, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that... I meant... I meant... Well, it's not what you think." He was clumsy in words and didn't know how to explain it for a while. But was it because of his clumsy words or because he was facing this beautiful girl? Perhaps he himself didn't know.
Jinglan said: "You saved my life, shouldn't I say thank you?"
Chu Xiaomu had no choice but to say, "Okay, Chu Xiaomu accepts Miss Zhou's gratitude. I am a soldier under the command of the Central Army of Zhou. If the Central Army tells me to go east, I dare not go west. If the Central Army tells me to go west, I dare not go east. The Central Army's affairs are my affairs, and the Central Army's difficulties are my difficulties. Moreover, helping and saving people is the teaching of my ancestors. The ancestral precepts say, 'Don't hurt an old and weak person, don't abandon a sick and disabled person...' Being able to save lives is a great blessing for me, Chu Xiaomu, and it is what I should and must do. Miss, don't be so polite to me in the future."
Jinglan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to be a talkative person normally, but you can actually be quite talkative."
Chu Xiaomu smiled and said, "I thought you wouldn't laugh, but I didn't expect you could laugh, and you laughed so beautifully."
In an instant, Jinglan's face turned red.
Two little birds chirped happily under the white clouds, sometimes flying over the grass, sometimes flying into the clouds... They chased each other, played, danced, and entangled, getting closer and closer...
For the next month, Chu Xiaomu and Yingdan traveled back and forth between their own military tents and Zhou Bo's central military tent every day.
Yingdan was diligent and meticulous in her work. She kept everything in the central army tent in order every day. Swords, bows and arrows, tables, chairs, benches, curtain decorations, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, dining and kitchen utensils... everything was neatly placed and wiped clean. Even the felt cloth covering the chairs, Yingdan would carefully smooth out the wrinkles on it.
Zhou Bo was also a thoughtful and meticulous person. What Yingdan did was just what he liked. He gradually stopped being so abrupt when talking to Chu and Ying, and became softer and softer day by day. However, he kept a very strict watch on the big tent used as a study, and he had to personally supervise the cleaning and tidying up, otherwise he would not let Yingdan in.
What is even more unexpected is that Yingdan can actually cook deliciously.
Bicheng is located in the vast Biyuan of Cangmu Country. It was built only 220-30 years ago. The population is not prosperous and the materials are not abundant. Therefore, whether it is the five major Bicheng armies of Zhongyi Dingcheng Jing or the people of Bicheng, the food they cook is very simple and casual. Mutton is the most common meat. There are no more ways to eat it. Just throw a large piece of mutton into the pot and boil it, then sprinkle some sand salt. Dry biscuits are made by grinding round-leaf wheat into flour and mixing it with water, and then baking it in a hot stone pot. The method is even simpler.
After Yingdan arrived at the central army tent, the smell in the tent suddenly changed. It was no longer the strange smell of dry baked flour mixed with a slight smell of sheep, but a magical combination of the wonderful aromas of various foods. Today it was the rich aroma of meat paired with the fragrance of seasoning grass roots and leaves, and tomorrow it might be the burnt aroma of flour and sheep fat complementing each other... It can be said to be unpredictable and endless.
Not only did Zhou Bo and Chu Xiaomu admire Yingdan's cooking skills, but even Jinglan's appetite increased significantly compared to before. Zhou Bo was very pleased.
The most relaxed and simple one was Chu Xiaomu. His daily routine was to follow Jinglan's wishes, either reading or writing in the big tent, or walking around the grassland, basking in the increasingly rare sunshine, and breathing in the already somewhat cool fresh air.