Chang’an Peasant Girl

Jing Jing didn't know what else to say to comfort Xiao Changyi. She could only say: "The weather is too cold. Everyone is the same."

Many people's hands and feet were really frozen, and some people's chilblains even suppurated, which was particularly serious.

Such is the case with this winter march.

It's really tough.

Xiao Changyi said: "I didn't get frostbite." He really didn't get any frostbite.

Jing Jing was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said: "You are full of firepower. I saw that General Qi and the others were not cold enough to give birth to this. It seems that Aya didn't give birth either."

After a pause, Anjing said again: "Fortunately, you are not pregnant, otherwise, not only would you feel sorry for me, but I would also have to feel sorry for you."

As he spoke, Jing Jing winked playfully at Xiao Changyi and said in a joking manner: "I already have frostbite, but I still feel sorry for you. How pitiful do you think I am?"

Xiao Changyi knew that Jing Jing was trying to make him laugh, so he really curled up the corners of his mouth slightly.

At this time, Ye Zhi rushed in: "Boss! Boss!"

As soon as he saw Xiao Changyi applying frostbite ointment to An Jing's feet, Ye Zhi said with special envy: "Brother-in-law, my husband is as good as you are."

Xiao Changyi remained silent and continued to apply medicine to Anjing.

Jing Jing smiled and said, "Fortunately you are not a man. Otherwise, if you rushed in like this and looked at my jade feet, my husband-in-law would have gouged your eyes."

No other man can look at a woman's body here except her husband.

Ye Zhi gave her a big eye roll, "You still have beautiful feet? They are obviously a pair of stinky feet! If I hadn't happened to meet them, I wouldn't even bother to look at them if you gave me money!"

"How can your feet stink in this winter?" Jing Jing couldn't even laugh or cry. "Okay, I won't be poor with you, let's talk about it, why are you so anxious to find me?"

There were Anjing, Xiao Changyi, and Ye Zhi in this tent. Xiao Changyi also knew that Anjing and Ye Zhi were from another world, and also knew about Ye Zhi's equipment, so Ye Zhi didn't need to secretly tell Anjing alone.

I saw Ye Zhi approaching An Jing and whispering at a volume that only the three of them could hear: "Aren't all my equipments like yours? Give me some pistol bullets. I'm not used to using the weapons here, so I'd better use the pistol." .Snap."

As he spoke, Ye Zhi also compared his hand to a pistol, pointed in the direction of the tent door, used his mouth to make two clicks.

Jing Jing suddenly laughed: "There aren't that many bullets for you to practice shooting every day. Are your hands itchy?"

Ye Zhi's hands were indeed itchy, but she didn't feel embarrassed at all. She even said with a smile, "Don't you feel itchy?"

"Itchy." Jing Jing smiled. "My hands and feet are itchy."

"De Xing." Ye Zhi smiled and scolded, then urged: "Hurry up and give it to me. If it wasn't safe to leave it with me, I wouldn't let it go with you. It's really troublesome to always come to you to get it."

"My husband is going to apply frostbite ointment on me. How can I get it for you? Okay, you can get it yourself. It's in the wooden box under the bed. Here's the key."

Ye Zhi took the key from An Jing's hand and went to the bedside. She found a wooden box from under the bed. Then, she used the key to open the lock on the wooden box. She took ten pistol bullets and left all other equipment untouched. .

Once the wooden box was locked, Ye Zhi pushed the wooden box under the bed. Then she stood up and threw the key in her hand to Anjing.

Jing Jing took the key and put it away, then warned: "It's not too many bullets, it's not too much, so you should use them sparingly, lest something happens in the future and you need to use a gun to save your life, but there are no bullets."