Chapter 2420: 2420
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Riding on horseback, all the way back to the camp, desolate and miserable scenes can be seen everywhere. Some people even freeze to death in the snow, even without a buried straw mat. The widowed mother holds the orphan and wails in the snow.
Mo Lingwei looks sad and gives them some money. Originally, she wants to take off her fox fur cloak and give it to them. She is stopped by Feng Shaojin.
Feng Shaojin took off her cloak and put it on the orphan and widowed mother.
On the way back, I was speechless.
When she got to the camp, Mo Lingwei looked at the gauze hanging on the branches that had been stained with blood and had not been cleaned, and sighed, "I don't know when this battle will be finished."
"It will be over one day." Feng Shaojin got off the horse, took her down from the horse's back, took her hand and went to the bedroom: "when the ice and snow melt and the grain and grass of Jincheng are transported, my new weapon factory can supply weapons, and this battle will be won."
He plucked the hair on her cheek and said firmly, "believe me!"
There seems to be no other way but to believe him.
Mo Ling Wei nods her head lightly and follows Feng Shaojin to the bedroom.
The guard then arrived and brought in the suitcase loaded with clothes.
Mo Lingwei pointed to one of the boxes and said to the guard, "go to Miss Mo Er's room."
After the snow, the sun is shining in the sky, but the temperature is getting lower.
The snow on the roof melts, and the snow water flows down the ice. Mo Lingwei puts a wooden basin and barrel under it, receives the water, and puts it on the stove to burn...
the cold wind blows from her face and cuts her face like a knife.
Mo Jinlan twisted a small bag of sweet potato in and put it by the fire: "this is found in the cave on the mountain, and some pine nuts hidden in the tree cave are baked for you."
Food is more and more scarce. It's freezing. Even sitting by the fire, I feel chilly.
When the war was suspended, a part of the Fengjia army was transferred out to maintain the order of Yuncheng and investigate the Oriental Works mixed in Yuncheng.
After Mo Lingwei finished her operation, she finally had time to sit by the fire, drink a cup of tea and read medical books for a while.
Mo Ling Wei droops her eyes and looks at Mo Jin Lan carefully burying the sweet potato in the gray charcoal ash. She covers it with a layer of charcoal fire, puts on the iron sheet, and then spreads the pine nuts on the iron sheet.
Then, like a curious little girl, she gazed expectantly at the pine nuts on the iron sheet, which were baked a little bit, and the smile on her face became clear gradually.
This is a scene that has never been seen in the governor's office of Jincheng.
Mo Lingwei's eyes are complicated, and her heart is extremely unpleasant.
Mo Jinlan, who once lived a life of respectability, wanted wind and rain. Even her pet was a huge black boa constrictor, which was specially given to several servants.
Which ever like now, daily serving others three meals a day, braved the snow cold wind to the pool to smash ice to wash clothes.
Learned to sew clothes, cook meals, and care for the injured.
Once ten fingers without Yang spring water were covered with frostbite, and a few small and shriveled sweet potatoes and pine nuts could make her laugh so happily.
It's the happiest thing in the world to be able to eat these things.
The smell of baked sweet potato came out from the charcoal fire. Mo Jinlan came close to it and squatted on the ground. He put the pine nut sheet on the ground with a pair of tongs, and then put it in the charcoal ash. He also put the black sweet potato into the charcoal fire and said, "ah, it's burnt. It's all black. It takes a long time to burn."
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Riding on horseback, all the way back to the camp, desolate and miserable scenes can be seen everywhere. Some people even freeze to death in the snow, even without a buried straw mat. The widowed mother holds the orphan and wails in the snow.
Mo Lingwei looks sad and gives them some money. Originally, she wants to take off her fox fur cloak and give it to them. She is stopped by Feng Shaojin.
Feng Shaojin took off her cloak and put it on the orphan and widowed mother.
On the way back, I was speechless.
When she got to the camp, Mo Lingwei looked at the gauze hanging on the branches that had been stained with blood and had not been cleaned, and sighed, "I don't know when this battle will be finished."
"It will be over one day." Feng Shaojin got off the horse, took her down from the horse's back, took her hand and went to the bedroom: "when the ice and snow melt and the grain and grass of Jincheng are transported, my new weapon factory can supply weapons, and this battle will be won."
He plucked the hair on her cheek and said firmly, "believe me!"
There seems to be no other way but to believe him.
Mo Ling Wei nods her head lightly and follows Feng Shaojin to the bedroom.
The guard then arrived and brought in the suitcase loaded with clothes.
Mo Lingwei pointed to one of the boxes and said to the guard, "go to Miss Mo Er's room."
After the snow, the sun is shining in the sky, but the temperature is getting lower.
The snow on the roof melts, and the snow water flows down the ice. Mo Lingwei puts a wooden basin and barrel under it, receives the water, and puts it on the stove to burn...
the cold wind blows from her face and cuts her face like a knife.
Mo Jinlan twisted a small bag of sweet potato in and put it by the fire: "this is found in the cave on the mountain, and some pine nuts hidden in the tree cave are baked for you."
Food is more and more scarce. It's freezing. Even sitting by the fire, I feel chilly.
When the war was suspended, a part of the Fengjia army was transferred out to maintain the order of Yuncheng and investigate the Oriental Works mixed in Yuncheng.
After Mo Lingwei finished her operation, she finally had time to sit by the fire, drink a cup of tea and read medical books for a while.
Mo Ling Wei droops her eyes and looks at Mo Jin Lan carefully burying the sweet potato in the gray charcoal ash. She covers it with a layer of charcoal fire, puts on the iron sheet, and then spreads the pine nuts on the iron sheet.
Then, like a curious little girl, she gazed expectantly at the pine nuts on the iron sheet, which were baked a little bit, and the smile on her face became clear gradually.
This is a scene that has never been seen in the governor's office of Jincheng.
Mo Lingwei's eyes are complicated, and her heart is extremely unpleasant.
Mo Jinlan, who once lived a life of respectability, wanted wind and rain. Even her pet was a huge black boa constrictor, which was specially given to several servants.
Which ever like now, daily serving others three meals a day, braved the snow cold wind to the pool to smash ice to wash clothes.
Learned to sew clothes, cook meals, and care for the injured.
Once ten fingers without Yang spring water were covered with frostbite, and a few small and shriveled sweet potatoes and pine nuts could make her laugh so happily.
It's the happiest thing in the world to be able to eat these things.
The smell of baked sweet potato came out from the charcoal fire. Mo Jinlan came close to it and squatted on the ground. He put the pine nut sheet on the ground with a pair of tongs, and then put it in the charcoal ash. He also put the black sweet potato into the charcoal fire and said, "ah, it's burnt. It's all black. It takes a long time to burn."
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Riding on horseback, all the way back to the camp, desolate and miserable scenes can be seen everywhere. Some people even freeze to death in the snow, even without a buried straw mat. The widowed mother holds the orphan and wails in the snow. Mo Lingwei looks sad and gives them some money. Originally, she wants to take off her fox fur cloak and give it to them. She is stopped by Feng Shaojin. Feng Shaojin took off her cloak and put it on the orphan and widowed mother. On the way back, I was speechless. When she got to the camp, Mo Lingwei looked at the gauze hanging on the branches that had been stained with blood and had not been cleaned, and sighed, "I don't know when this battle will be finished." "It will be over one day." Feng Shaojin got off the horse, took her down from the horse's back, took her hand and went to the bedroom: "when the ice and snow melt and the grain and grass of Jincheng are transported, my new weapon factory can supply weapons, and this battle will be won." He plucked the hair on her cheek and said firmly, "believe me!" There seems to be no other way but to believe him. Mo Ling Wei nods her head lightly and follows Feng Shaojin to the bedroom. The guard then arrived and brought in the suitcase loaded with clothes. Mo Lingwei pointed to one of the boxes and said to the guard, "go to Miss Mo Er's room." After the snow, the sun is shining in the sky, but the temperature is getting lower. The snow on the roof melts, and the snow water flows down the ice. Mo Lingwei puts a wooden basin and barrel under it, receives the water, and puts it on the stove to burn... the cold wind blows from her face and cuts her face like a knife. Mo Jinlan twisted a small bag of sweet potato in and put it by the fire: "this is found in the cave on the mountain, and some pine nuts hidden in the tree cave are baked for you." Food is more and more scarce. It's freezing. Even sitting by the fire, I feel chilly. When the war was suspended, a part of the Fengjia army was transferred out to maintain the order of Yuncheng and investigate the Oriental Works mixed in Yuncheng. After Mo Lingwei finished her operation, she finally had time to sit by the fire, drink a cup of tea and read medical books for a while. Mo Ling Wei droops her eyes and looks at Mo Jin Lan carefully burying the sweet potato in the gray charcoal ash. She covers it with a layer of charcoal fire, puts on the iron sheet, and then spreads the pine nuts on the iron sheet. Then, like a curious little girl, she gazed expectantly at the pine nuts on the iron sheet, which were baked a little bit, and the smile on her face became clear gradually. This is a scene that has never been seen in the governor's office of Jincheng. Mo Lingwei's eyes are complicated, and her heart is extremely unpleasant. Mo Jinlan, who once lived a life of respectability, wanted wind and rain. Even her pet was a huge black boa constrictor, which was specially given to several servants. Which ever like now, daily serving others three meals a day, braved the snow cold wind to the pool to smash ice to wash clothes. Learned to sew clothes, cook meals, and care for the injured. Once ten fingers without Yang spring water were covered with frostbite, and a few small and shriveled sweet potatoes and pine nuts could make her laugh so happily. It's the happiest thing in the world to be able to eat these things. The smell of baked sweet potato came out from the charcoal fire. Mo Jinlan came close to it and squatted on the ground. He put the pine nut sheet on the ground with a pair of tongs, and then put it in the charcoal ash. He also put the black sweet potato into the charcoal fire and said, "ah, it's burnt. It's all black. It takes a long time to burn." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
