Madam, She Has a Tender Heart

"I will reward you with another delicious Wufu cake!" Xiaobao said with some pride. ReadМ

Ma Xin and Qingyang looked at each other and laughed.

Xiaobao looked at this and that, got angry and stamped his feet: "Humph, I won't let you eat! I'll go find my mother and grandpa! Humph."

He pouted and twisted his little body and ran away.

Ma Xin also wanted to fish him back, but the kid ran very fast and he couldn't catch him.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

As soon as Ma Mingwen finished talking to Siyuan Siyuan, he heard Xiaobao's voice and raised the corner of his mouth: "Hey, Xiaobao."

Xiaobao rushed towards Ma Mingwen in a flash.

Ma Mingwen took him and hugged him.

Seeing the little child being held in his arms, Ma Mingwen felt a little satisfied.

"What do you want to do with grandpa?"

"Xiaobao has brought delicious Wufu cakes to grandpa." After saying this, he looked back to see if the maid had followed.

"Five blessing cakes, they are so delicious. Grandpa can't eat them normally. It's only after Xiaobao came that grandpa can eat them."

"That's right. Grandpa is taking advantage of Xiaobao." He was very proud.

"Yes, grandpa would like to thank Xiaobao for allowing grandpa to eat such delicious Wufu cakes."

"Then I'll give it all to grandpa, not Grandpa Ma and uncle. Humph."

Ma Mingwen knew as soon as he heard that there must be a reason, so he teased him and made him happy.

Su Qingyu took Xiaobao to live in Prince Yue's Mansion for several days.

Xiaobao is smart and clever, making Ma Mingwen and Cui Yuying laugh every day. Both of them are eager to leave Xiaobao in Prince Yue's palace.

Ma Mingwen personally touched Xiaobao's muscles and bones, and took him to do boxing and kicking. He became more and more fond of this child.

But the child is still too young. If you want to ask the child to stay, Su Qingyu can persuade him, but Xiaobao may not be willing.

Ma Mingwen had no choice but to suppress her thoughts and decided to wait until Xiaobao was older.

Xiaodouzi and others also liked Xiaobao very much. They took him to train at the school every day, took him to ride a big horse, put him on his neck and took him out to go shopping.

Let Xiaobao be happy every day, looking like he is happy and unwilling to think about Shu.

Every night before going to bed, this uncle said, that uncle said... "Small mouth, keep going."

Xiaobao was well protected by Father Su and Mother Su in the mountains. It was rare that he looked so happy.

There were so many men of his father's age protecting him. They were holding him up, riding on his neck, and taking him to play. Xiaobao looked a little squeamish.

They are completely different from at home.

Su Qingyu looked at her son sleeping next to her. Maybe every boy should be accompanied by his father when he grows up.

Only with the guidance of a father and the guidance of a father can one grow into a real man.

It's just that his father doesn't know when he will return to his child.

Xiaobao is almost four years old. I can remember things right away, but I still don’t know what my father looks like.

It's just that the world is like this, and many people are worse than her. I have been guarding Hanyao for many years, and I don't know how many years I have been guarding, but I have never been able to expect my father to see his children.

Su Qingyu sighed. She covered her son with a quilt and fell asleep.

In a dilapidated earth temple in the north, Lu Bocheng and Gou Wa were lighting a fire to keep warm.

Gou Wa used the dagger he had with him to cut the frozen steamed buns into several thick slices, pierce them with branches, and put them on the fire to bake.

Lu Bocheng also held one in each hand, stretched it out on the flame, and flipped it from time to time.

"General...Brother, how long does it take for us to leave Henan?"

"It's almost time. We can now walk eighty miles a day. When we get to the big city ahead, we will buy two horses and the journey will be faster."

"Okay. Do we have enough money?"

Lu Bocheng's men paused: "If it doesn't work, we'll buy one."

"Well, just buy one." Don't go hungry. The feeling of being hungry is too uncomfortable.

Gouwa put the heated and softened steamed bun slices into his mouth and found that they were a little tasteless.

Thinking of the jerky I ate before: "I remember the jerky I ate from my sister-in-law that year. I tore it apart with my hands, put it in my mouth and chewed it. The taste... was so delicious."

After hearing what Gou Wa said, Lu Bocheng instantly felt that the steamed bun slices in his mouth no longer tasted good.

She glared at him: "Can't you wait until I finish eating? How can I still eat it?"

Gouwa put the slow-motion movie in his hand under his eyes and looked at it again and again, but he couldn't eat anymore.

Seeing Lu Bocheng holding a piece of steamed bun in a daze, he couldn't help but said: "Brother, how about we go back to find my sister-in-law and my eldest nephew. Don't you miss them?"

"I want to." I really want to.

"That……"

"I can't go back now. I have to avenge the marshal and Fengxiang Army before I go back. Once I have my revenge, I will go back to the mountains to live a stable life with my wife, and never come out again."

Gouwa was silent.

"Brother, do you think we can succeed in revenge?"

Lu Bocheng put the steamed bun slices into his mouth and chewed fiercely: "Yes. It must be possible!"

"Yes. It must be possible."

Gouwa also responded, put the steamed bun slices into his mouth and chewed them.

Suddenly, Lu Bocheng's ears twitched: "There is someone!"

He hurriedly picked up a ball of soil with his feet, threw it on the fire, put it out in twos and twos, and then quickly took the dog to hide in the darkness.

"Hey, I saw a fire here just now, why is it gone?"

"It must have been extinguished."

"Are you so alert?"

"Can you be stronger? There are bandits all the way now. If the people are not alert, their bones will be gone."

A dozen or so people talked and walked to the extinguished fire to take a look.

Seeing that there was still firewood nearby, he used the fire stick he had with him to light the fire again.

A dozen people sat around the fire, and after a while they all sighed: "Oh, I don't know if the marshal and the general are still alive?"

"Captain, where do you think we are going to find them? The world..." is so big.

"Zhao Liang."

Hey, who called me?

Zhao Liang looked into the darkness. This figure looked familiar.

"General?"

"it's me."

"General? General! It's the general!"

"General, we have finally found you!"

"General, are you still alive?"

More than a dozen people gathered around him.

Lu Bocheng's throat was clogged. Seeing that these former subordinates were still alive and appeared in front of him, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive."

"General, we are happy to see you alive, happy!"

"I'm happy too."

"Where's the marshal?"

When the dozen or so people saw that only the general and Gouwa appeared, but not the marshal, they all felt an ominous premonition in their hearts.

"Marshal, the marshal died of his injuries and is gone." As soon as Gouwa finished speaking, he began to sob.

When all the soldiers heard this, they all fell to their knees: "Marshal!"

Lu Bocheng also burst into tears. He raised his head and blinked away the tears, and helped them up one by one: "Get up. If you can live, the marshal will be happy."

"marshal……"

After everyone calmed down, they all looked at Lu Bocheng: "General, what should we do?"