When Song Nuan was anxious, she threw her hoe directly on the ground, turned around and ran home.

"Oh..." Shu Tongfeng hugged his feet, jumped on the spot, looking at Song Nuan's back with a sad face, "You are so cruel. You hurt me, and you ran away like that..."

Song Nuan turned her head and looked at it, "It's okay, I'm a doctor, it's okay if I break it."

Uh ~

Shu Tongfeng was speechless.

What else do you mean by friends?

Song Nuan didn't know what she said to Song Jiabao, but instead ran faster. Song Jiabao ran over and looked at Shu Tongfeng who was still holding his feet with a smile.

"Sir Shu, are you okay? My elder sister said, you can dig twenty yams today, and she will make a few dishes at night, which you have never eaten before."

Hearing this, Shu Tongfeng put down his feet and muttered: "I used food to deceive me to work again. This is a trick to eat all over the world. She will succeed whenever she goes back."

He bent down and picked up the hoe.

Song Jiabao blinked and asked, "Sir Shu, doesn't it hurt anymore?"

Shu Tongfeng praised his head and said, "Does it hurt?"

Song Jiabao rubbed his forehead, "Some, a little."

"Come on! Dig together!" Shu Tongfeng pointed to the hoe on the ground, "If you dare to run, I have a way to deal with you. Let me tell you a truth."

"What?"

"Fight with the sky and fight with the earth, don't behave like your parents."

Shu Tongfeng bent down and picked up the hoe. Looking at Song Jiabao's expression, he whistled happily, "Do work!"

Song Jiabao smiled and disagreed.

Just a paper tiger.

He had seen through it long ago.

Zhang Ziqiang came over and asked, "Jiabao, what happened to your family?"

"Good things!" Song Jiabao smiled and said happily: "My eldest brother-in-law and uncle are back."

"Ah Zheng is back?"

"Yeah, I'm back."

On the side, Shu Tongfeng muttered, "No wonder your elder sister ran so fast, so that's it. Since that's the case, I'll hold her accountable for the injury to the court's official."

He waved his arm and continued to dig forward along the ditch he had just dug.

"Jiabao, hurry up and do things."

"Oh, here, here."

【Zhengyangju】.

When Song Nuan ran home, only Mrs. Wen was sitting in the yard holding Yangyang. When she saw her coming back, she pointed to the door, "A Zheng had just returned to the house. I heard that he still had injuries on his body. Nuannuan, go and show him."

"Injured?"

"Um."

"I'll go and have a look." Song Nuan rushed into the room anxiously, "A Zheng, you...uh..."

Wen Chongzheng stood in front of the wardrobe with his shirtless, holding the clothes he wanted to change. He heard the sound of the door opening, immediately put on his clothes and blocked his scarred body.

"Nuannuan?" Wen Chong turned his head and looked at him with surprise. He smiled and waved his hand, "Nuannuan, come here and get closer to me."

Song Nuan ran over, pulled down his clothes, and looked at the scars, her eyes turned red. She reached out and gently stroked the scars with her fingers.

Wen Chongzheng held her hand, "It's okay! Don't worry."

"A Zheng, you..."

"It's okay! The skin trauma is cured, and most of it has been healed." Wen Chongzheng pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, putting her chin on her head, and chuckled and joked, "My wife is so enthusiastic, so she is so flattered for her husband. When she meets her, she is anxious to get her husband's clothes. She must have missed me very much, right?"

Song Nuan pushed him.

"Let me loose first and let me see your wound. I just saw that there was something on my back that was not healed. I'll take a look and give you medicine."

Wen Chongzheng's arms were as solid as gold, and Song Nuan couldn't get away.

After more than half a year of military camp life, his body is no longer thin. Now he is strong and has strong arms. Just by pressing his face against his chest, he can feel the strong chest muscles.

"I said it's okay. If I have something to do, I just want to hug you." Wen Chongzheng hugged him tightly and grinned, "Nothing matters is important. It's been a long time since I wanted to hug you like this."

He sighed with satisfaction.

Song Nuan listened and felt sweet in her heart. She stretched out her hand, gently wrapped it around his waist, closed her eyes, and quietly felt the other person's presence and warmth.

After a while, Song Nuan let go of him, "Is it OK now? Let go quickly, sit down and let me see the wound on your body."

Wen Chongzheng let go and looked at her with a doting look on his face.

Song Nuan took his hand and walked to the table, "Sit down. I'll go get the medicine box."

"Okay!" He held his cheek with one hand, his eyes following her, and he didn't want to move away for a second.

He missed her very much!

I can't remember how many breaks in the battle, he was so tired that he fell to the ground and looked up at the sky, looking for the brightest star.

In the letter, she told him that her thoughts were like the brightest star in the sky, and no matter where he was, he could find it with his head up.

He always looked at the stars and imagined her bright eyes.

It seemed as if she and him were looking at each other from afar.

It seemed as if she was telling him that I was there, always been there!

Many times he was injured, and when he smelled the medicine, he thought of the smell of medicine on her body. In the past six months, he found himself a little strange.

No matter what you see, it seems that you can always be associated with Song Nuan.

He missed her so much!

So, as soon as the Jin State closed down, he took Gu Zhongqing and Jiang Shengli to the house without stopping. He still had injuries on his body, but because he was rushing to the road, his wounds were cracked.

After he came back, he changed his clothes as soon as possible. He was actually afraid that she would worry.

But he can't hide it.

Before she could change her clothes, she rushed in.

Song Nuan went to get the medicine box and looked at the cracked wound on her back. She felt very distressed, "Wait a moment, I'll get water in. The wound needs to be cleaned, I'll see if it's going to be sewn? If it's cracked like this, don't you know how painful it is? Are you in a hurry to change your clothes and want to hide it from me?"

Wen Chongzheng looked at her with a smile.

Song Nuan glared at him, "Sure enough, I guessed it right, you, do you think you can hide from the first day of the lunar month and the fifteenth day? Didn't I find it in the evening?"

At night, she found out that he was injured?

Wen Chong's eyes lit up when he heard these very arbitrary words.

Song Nuan looked at it and frowned, "Don't think about it all, I mean you will smell medicine on you, otherwise there will be a smell of blood, and I can't hide it from me."

Wen Chongzheng blinked and looked at her innocently, "Madam, it seems that you are the one who is thinking about it. I didn't say how you would find my injury? To be honest, did you deliberately strip my clothes just now? You are..."

"No!" Song Nuan turned around and left.

If you continue, you have to drive and walk on the dirty road again.

Wen Chongzheng smiled softly, with a spring breeze on his face.

After a while, Song Nuan brought the water in and twisted a veil to clean the wound for him. "I just saw Uncle Zhong and a person I didn't know. That person was Uncle Shengli mentioned in your letter?"

"Well, he is."

"The fate between people is really hard to explain. You actually met it, how rare it is."

Song Nuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Well, it's so difficult, and then I met. It should be that my father has a spirit in heaven, and he let us meet." Wen Chongzheng nodded.

Song Nuan felt that he was feeling a little depressed, so she changed the subject, "Fortunately, this wound does not need to be sewn, otherwise I would not give you a drink of Mafei Soup and start directly. Let you have a long memory."

"Madam, please spare me!"

"Give me aside? Do you have a memory?"

"Long, I will definitely not commit it again." Wen Chongzheng raised his hand and sweared.

"For your sake, I believe you this time." Song Nuan poured powder on the wound and then bandaged it with cloth.

Many of the wounds in other places have already had scabs and powder, which is obviously the new scars added these days.

Song Nuan's hand wandered on his back and finally stopped on the scar on his waist.

"How could it hurt here?" Her hand gently moved half an inch, "If it hurts here, your kidneys will probably be gone."

"Don't worry! People are in their kidneys, and they won't let the kidneys get into trouble."

Wen Chongzheng pulled her into his arms and sat on his lap.
To be continued...