"Aren't you the same?" Shu Nuan paused and couldn't help but ask him, "Is there something going on over there in Nanchao?"
Jing Che was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and said solemnly, "Nanrong has developed very rapidly in recent years. There may still be wars that are still going on this winter. If a war really breaks out, I'm afraid we won't be able to come back in time for New Year's Eve."
No one can predict what happens on the battlefield, and such things are beyond Shu Nuan's control.
"Ache, I can take good care of myself, and I will also take good care of Qingzhi. If you really want to go to war in the future, don't worry about Beichuan. It's best if you can make it in time for New Year's Eve. If you can't make it, it doesn't matter. Let Qingzhi give it to you then. How about writing a letter to wish you a happy new year?"
After Shu Nuan finished speaking, she looked at him and slightly curved the corners of her mouth.
Ah Che chuckled and responded in a low voice, "Okay."
"Are you going to take your friend to the plum garden in the next two days to enjoy plum blossoms?"
Shu Nuan nodded.
A'che said calmly: "I'll go with you then. I haven't been there for a long time."
Shu Nuan nodded, as if he had remembered something, and couldn't help turning his head to look at him and said, "I will definitely not climb a tree now."
A Che's face was calm: "It's okay, you can just fall again."
Shu Nuan glared at him angrily and laughed angrily, "I won't tell you anymore. I'm going back to sleep with Qingzhi. You should go to bed early."
Ah Che stood up obediently and said, "Okay, let's go now."
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The next day, Qingzhi waved goodbye to Shunuan at the door, and Shunuan said he would come back to eat with her at noon. Only Qingzhi, Xuanjiu, and Uncle Chen were resting in the house in the yard.
Now that Uncle Chen is getting older, he likes to move around less and less, especially when winter comes, he is even less willing to go out.
Qingzhi obediently poured a cup of hot tea and gave it to Uncle Chen to drink. When she came out, she saw Xuan Jiu sitting at the table in the main hall writing a letter, so Qingzhi walked over.
Xuan Jiu was probably too focused on writing and didn't realize the little thing standing behind him until the little guy patted his arm. Xuan Jiu suddenly raised his head and saw Qingzhi, and he breathed a sigh of relief. "What's wrong Qingzhi?"
Qingzhi didn't look at him, her eyes fell on the letter he wrote. After reading it for a while, she took out her personal notebook and wrote a few words for him to read - Where to go
Xuan Jiu didn't want to guard against this little guy, but he forgot that the little girl was studying and practicing calligraphy with Shu Nuan, so he naturally knew a lot of words, so he put down the pen, turned around, and looked at it carefully with his head slightly lowered. The little girl in front of him said, "Brother Xuanjiu has a friend who might get into trouble now. This person is usually very impulsive. I have to go find him."
Qingzhi looked at him half-understanding.
"This letter... you can give it to Shu Nuan when she comes back. She will understand."
Qingzhi blinked her eyes gently, then lowered her head to write - Why don't you tell Shu Nuan
Xuan Jiu coughed and said to Qingzhi seriously: "I'm sorry."
He couldn't tell Shu Nuan that there was something wrong with that person's brain. He had to take care of his impulsive mind at any time, right
Qingzhi blinked her big eyes again and stopped writing this time. She reluctantly accepted the letter handed over by Xuan Jiu.
Before leaving, Xuan Jiu bought a lot of snacks and books for Qingzhi, knowing that in another hour and a half, Shu Nuan would be back to eat with Qingzhi.
He went to find Uncle Chen again and briefly explained the situation. Uncle Chen knew that this boy had his own opinions, so he said nothing and just waved his hand to let him go.