Farmer's little lucky wife has magic

Chapter 280
The gate of the barracks.

When the guard saw Chu Qingzhi, he immediately went forward to salute, "Miss Chu, are you here to find the general?"

Chu Qingzhi solved the heatstroke problem for the barracks. Everyone in the barracks was grateful to her. They would definitely salute her when they saw her. Except for Tang Jinghong, she was the only one.

Chu Qingzhi asked with a smile, "Yes, has he left?"

The guard waved his hand, "Not yet, but soon, Miss Chu, you go in and find the general, the general should have already risen."

"Okay." Chu Qingzhi entered the barracks unimpeded.

When she came to the tent, Chu Qingzhi glanced at Tang Jinghong with her spiritual sense. Tang Jinghong was already dressed and was picking up the comb to comb his hair.

She smiled badly, walked in lightly, and hugged Tang Jinghong from behind, "General, do you want the girl to serve you?"

At the beginning, Tang Jinghong was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to use his internal force to shake the person who was hugging him away, but when he heard the sound, he quickly suppressed his internal force, curled his lips with a smile, "Qingzhi."

He held Chu Qingzhi's wrist, pulled her in front of him, hugged her tightly, and his heart moved, "Did you come here to surprise me on purpose?"

"Yes, are you surprised?" Chu Qingzhi felt Tang Jinghong's strong and fast heartbeat, and frowned.

"Very pleasantly surprised." Tang Jinghong tightened his arms. At this moment, he really wanted to rub Qing Zhi into his body and take her with him everywhere.

Chu Qingzhi looked up at Tang Jinghong, "Jinghong, it's getting late, I'll help you comb your hair."

"Okay." Tang Jinghong's brows and eyes were bright. This was the happiest morning he had lived for so long.

Chu Qingzhi took the comb and walked behind Tang Jinghong, "I haven't combed my hair with a man before, maybe I can't comb it well. If you don't comb it well after a while, you can comb it again yourself."

Tang Jinghong sat on the chair, smiled and said, "Okay."

Tang Jinghong's hair was as black as ink, draped over his shoulders, soft and smooth like a piece of black silk, Chu Qingzhi could gently comb it from head to tail with a comb.

Men in this era have their own unique interpretation of aesthetics. Men under the age of 35 will hang part of their hair when they comb their hair, and the rest will be combed to the top of their heads. Get up and wear a hair crown, so that you will have the majesty of the elders.

Tang Jinghong's lips were bent all the time, and when he thought of Qingzhi combing his hair himself, his heart felt warmer and softer, and he felt that he would do anything for this girl.

Chu Qingzhi took the mirror and put it in front of Tang Jinghong, "Look at my craftsmanship?"

Tang Jinghong only took a look at himself, and then went to look at the girl behind him, "Excellent, better than I comb myself."

Chu Qingzhi's eyes turned into crescent moons, "Thank you for your compliment, then, is the general satisfied with my hair?"

Tang Jinghong put the mirror on the table and pulled Chu Qingzhi over, "I am very satisfied. If I say I am not satisfied, it must be because I have no vision."

Chu Qingzhi smiled and said, "Having said this proves that you have vision."

Tang Jinghong stared at Chu Qingzhi, pointing out, "I've always been discerning."

Chu Qingzhi raised her eyebrows, "You are indeed very discerning."

Tang Jinghong smiled.

Fang Zerong came to the tent, "General, I brought you breakfast."

... Someone told him that Chu Qingzhi was inside, so he didn't come in directly as usual.

Tang Jinghong asked, "Did you get two copies?"

Fang Zerong replied, "Yes."

Tang Jinghong said, "Come in."

Fang Zerong entered the tent, saw Chu Qingzhi sitting on a chair, and Tang Jinghong standing, feeling inexplicably that his general might be fearful.

Without looking too much, he put the tray on the table, "General, Miss Chu, please use it slowly."

Chu Qingzhi looked at Fang Zerong, who was a military doctor who looked like a waiter in the shop, smiled and said, "Military Doctor Fang, please."

Fang Zerong, a single dog, couldn't stand the ambiguous atmosphere in the tent, so he said eagerly, "You guys eat, I'll go out first."

Tang Jinghong sat across from Chu Qingzhi and had breakfast with Chu Qingzhi.

As they ate and ate, the atmosphere gradually calmed down, and they were about to separate. Although it was short-lived, they still couldn't be happy.

Chu Qingzhi couldn't help but despise herself a little. She saw her good friend dying for a man before, and she even made a sarcasm, but now it's her turn, hey, it's really a turn of events!

finished breakfast...

Tang Jinghong called the soldiers to fetch things.

Chu Qingzhi took the package she brought to Tang Jinghong, "I prepared the dry food for you. I made it myself. You can eat it on the way."

Tang Jinghong took the package, and hugged Chu Qingzhi emotionally, "Since I have you, I have finally lived with warmth."

After hearing this, Chu Qingzhi felt distressed, "I will always be by your side."

Tang Jinghong said "Yes", "Let's go, I'll take you back to the village."

"Ah?" Chu Qingzhi was taken aback for a while, "Then why am I not coming here for nothing?"

Tang Jinghong led Chu Qingzhi out, "There is no rush, I will take you back."

Chu Qingzhi, "..."

Tang Jinghong couldn't resist, and finally Chu Qingzhi was sent to the village entrance by Tang Jinghong, and then led the team to the capital.

Chu Qingzhi, "..."

……

Chu Qingzhi's family moved to a new house today.

When moving to a new house, there is a custom in the village to treat guests to dinner.

The time is set for tomorrow.

Grandpa Chu went to the village head's house early in the morning, and asked the village head to inform the villagers that some people would be arranged to help their family buy and prepare.

The reason why Grandpa Chu is so active is that he has his own little thoughts.

He asked Chu Qingyue to sew a very delicate cigarette pouch for him, and hung it on the pipe that Chu Qingzhi bought for him, and then walked on the village road very conspicuously, saying to everyone that this pipe was given to him by Qingzhi from the north. Bought in Xinjiang, copper, attracted a lot of envious eyes.

In this era, ironware is under the control of the imperial court. It is not easy to buy what you want, and it is also very expensive. The copper ones are even more expensive and rare.

Seeing everyone's envious eyes, Grandpa Chu couldn't help but feel a little elated. He felt that he was several years younger, and even his steps became much lighter.

"Brother..." Grandpa Chu shouted from the gate of the yard.

The village chief came out of the house, "Chutai, what's wrong?"

Grandpa Chu said beamingly, "My family is going to move, and I will treat the villagers to dinner tomorrow, brother, you can arrange it."

The village chief readily agreed, "Okay, I'll take care of this."

Grandpa Chu secretly took out the pipe, "Brother, my granddaughter brought it back from northern Xinjiang, do you want to see it?"

village head,"……"

This guy ran up to him to show off.

But this pipe is indeed exquisitely made, the copper color is neither dark nor bright, just right, there are carvings on it, the lines are clear, and it is a fine product at first glance.

"Qingzhi is a filial person, you old guy picked up a treasure and came back."

"What is picking up?" Grandpa Chu quickly retorted, "It belongs to my family."

The village head realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly changed his words, "Yes, yes, fortunately, it was brought back. If it belongs to your family, it belongs to your family."

Qingzhi is a lucky star. You can see how much our village has changed in less than half a year.

When it comes to this, Grandpa Chu is not very happy, "Others don't care about blessings, there's nothing they can do about it."

The village chief patted Grandpa Chu on the shoulder, "Then you should cherish your blessings."

Grandpa Chu said quickly, "Of course."

(End of this chapter)