C22 (2/2)

”No problem, since the general asked for it, I will do my best.”

Xiao Qian nodded and asked her to sit down. He handed over the account book in his hand and started flipping through the other one.

The two of them were speechless but did not feel the slightest bit uncomfortable.

Su Zhi found it somewhat funny. She wondered if this young general had ever been married before, and which young lady had such good fortune.

In the dead of night, Su Zhi had been doing manual labor all day. She was already tired, and after flipping through two pages, she was tired and kept yawning.

Xiao Gan said, ”You're tired.”

Su Zhi opened her mouth halfway and shook her head. ”It's fine. I can still hold on for a little longer.”

”Go back and rest first. Come back tomorrow when you're free.”

Su Zhi did not refuse and returned the account book.

When the general found her, Su Zhi had originally planned to go to the back of the army camp and bathe in the mountains.

Today, he overheard a soldier say that there was a hot spring in the back mountain. The water was still flowing and a little far away, but the water quality was really good, so the temperature was also suitable.

Su Zhi was a little squeamish about cleanliness. After burning the entire day's worth of food, she always felt that her entire body was reeking of oil and smoke. She could not sleep soundly, so she planned to sneak out.

She found the back door and went out. She told the soldier that it would be convenient, and he let her be.

Su Zhi walked outside for a long time, and the fire piston in her hand was quickly burnt to ashes.

The place was dark, and it was a wilderness. He could not help but feel a little scared.

Without the light from the fire, her movement became slower. She stumbled all the way to the hot spring mentioned by the soldier.

On the other side, Dou Zi, who had woken up in the middle of the night, used to touching her body. She didn't feel anything familiar.

The little bun rubbed his sleepy eyes. He used the kerosene lamp that was about to burn out to look at the bed, but he couldn't find his mother. He held his mouth and was about to cry.

”Mother!”

No one answered her. She got up from the couch and looked around. The cold wind blew through the tent and extinguished the oil lamp.

In the darkness, the wronged little bun stared blankly for two seconds. Then, he took in a deep breath and burst into tears.

”Mother, wuwaa ~ ~ ~”

A Jin was sleeping soundly when she was awakened by the sound of someone crying. She quickly got up and comforted her little sister, ”Big brother is here. I won't cry.”

When he hugged the small bean bag to comfort her, he realized that Su Zhi was not on the bed. Looking around in panic, he did not see anyone familiar. The first thing he did was fear.

Having just lost his father, the young child had yet to regain his strength. Without his mother by his side, an indescribable worry and fear filled his heart.

The little bean bun refused to obey and continued to cry non-stop. The loud sound of her crying seemed especially abrupt in the silent night.