C15 (1/2)

Xiao Da Yong was about to return to the camp and might even be on the battlefield soon. Xu Hui decided not to follow the normal learning process and first taught Xiao Da Yong his name and some of the words he could use in the battle.

Xiao Dazong looked at Xu Hui writing her name down on the paper and felt touched.

The vanguard camp was different from other battalions. Every soldier had a copper identity token with their own name on it, a symbol of their identity. It was also their proof of being able to pay for their labor in battle with the silver silver. Thus, he was very familiar with the three words ”Xiao Da Yong”. However, seeing his name written out by Xu Hui gave him a different feeling. No matter how Xiao Dayong looked at it, the handwriting of his wife was much better than the one on his identity plate.

Seeing that Xiao Da Yong knew his name, Xu Hui continued writing down directions and locations that could be used in battles. He taught Xiao Da Yong to recognize his name one by one.

Xu Hui was quite satisfied with Xiao Dayong's memory and decided to teach him some of the words that might appear in the secret letter tomorrow. This way, he might be able to use it on the battlefield.

Xiao Da Yong originally thought that reading and reading was just like what his Third Uncle did. He didn't expect his wife to teach him that everything was related to his own war. Immediately, he found it very interesting and became more and more interested in learning how to read.

Although he wanted to teach all of this to Xiao Da Yong in the shortest amount of time, Xu Hui knew that it was already too late to be hasty, especially when they still had to hurry up and build the cellar room tomorrow. They had to rest early.

Xu Hui found Xiao Da Yong's eager gaze funny, but she did her best to praise Xiao Da Yong. She knew that she would have to get up early tomorrow to continue her work. His wife was in a hurry to cover the cellar room with her good weaving skills, so she listened obediently and went to sleep.

He was afraid that he would not be able to get up tomorrow, so he did not want to torment himself. However, he could not help but feel an itch in his heart, so he slowly reached out his hand and took Xu Hui's hand.

Xu Hui jumped in shock and quickly tried to withdraw his hand, but she found that Xiao Da Yong's grip was tighter and she could not move. After a while, she realized that Xiao Da Yong was just holding her hand and did not do anything else. Xu Hui looked closer and realized that Xiao Dayong was already asleep. The corner of his mouth was slightly curled up.

Looking at Xiao Da Yong, who was holding his hand tightly in his sleep, Xu Hui felt uncomfortable. This nineteen year old boy was about to enter the battlefield. The battlefield was cruel, and he did not know if Xiao Da Yong would be able to come back alive. He knew that his so-called family never treated him as a family member. He was truly against his wife, but he had always been thinking about himself.

The hearts of people were all made of flesh. Xu Hui felt uncomfortable as she thought about this. She held Xiao Dayong's hand and leaned his head on his shoulder. Listening to his long and steady breathing, she slowly closed her eyes.

Before dawn the next day, Xiao Dazong got up and got busy. Xu Hui was awakened by the noise and sat up in a daze, asking Xiao Dazong, ”What are you doing up so early?” Sleep a little longer! ”

”No, I wanted to get the house ready today. Did I disturb you? I'll try my best to be quiet, and you can sleep a little longer! ”

”If they come to help, what should we do about dinner?”

”I'll go tell my grandpa to sleep, don't worry, I'll definitely move the loom into the cellar room for you today!” Xiao Da Yong had a plan in his heart. He wouldn't let his wife be in such a difficult situation like yesterday.

Xu Hui looked at Xiao Dazong and did not say anything else. She had indeed not slept enough, so she lay back down sleepily and went back to sleep. Xiao Dazong looked at Xu Hui, whose black hair was scattered all over the pillow. Her white face was as beautiful as a crabapple, and her heart was as beautiful as a blossoming flower. He was neither afraid of pain nor exhaustion, as long as her wife was happy and comfortable.

It was not until dawn that Xu Hui got out of bed and put on Niuniu's clothes and shoes. She smiled as she saw the toiletries and dishes placed on the table to keep her warm.

After cleaning up, Xu Hui and Niu Niu ate dinner and took Niu Niu to the next house with them. Although he bought some food from them last night, they didn't take much money and even lent them everything, which was a great help. As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as close as a neighbor. Xiao Dazong would need a long time to make his first trip to the camp, and since the Xiao family couldn't depend on them, it would be good if they could get to know a good neighbor.

Returning from the neighbor's house, the workers had not arrived yet. Xu Hui saw that Xiao Dazong was busy opening the door to the cellar room, so she walked over to take a look. When she saw the burning brick bed, she thought for a moment and asked Xiao Dazong, ”Did we burn our own kang in winter?”

Xiao Dazong looked at the brick bed Xu Hui was pointing at and smiled, ”Hmm, I'm rarely at home. This house has always been empty, so we got married and cleaned it. The main house and the east house are connected by a kitchen stove. This house is far away, so the brick bed needs to burn by itself!”

”Then why is the stove nowhere to be seen? Could it be that it was directly set on fire? ”