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Liu San immediately recognized that a few of the clothes were given to him by Duan Xiaohe just before he left, but after he was struck by the arrow, the bundle that he had always been reluctant to open disappeared.

"Why is this with you?"

She looked up, "Mu Qing gave it to me. When I went to look for you, she threw this package at me, saying that she wanted me to make you a memorial grave. "

Liu San frowned, "She told me that he lost the thing …"

Duan Xiaohe's hands paused, and picked out a new set of clothes, the old one folded and placed on the side. She purposely avoided talking about Mu Qing, just like how the Liu San intentionally didn't talk about Qin Rui.

"Let's bury these two clothes tomorrow."

Liu San took out the new one, picked up an old one and threw it over. You made this. I haven't worn it yet. Use the old one. "

She folded the old one and put it away. She took off her shirt and went to bed. The two of them lay together, both doing nothing but feeling extremely satisfied.

It was already late at night, so Duan Xiaohe looked at him for a long time. Seeing that his breathing was steady, she carefully stretched out her hand and felt along the side of his face, which seemed to be growing on his face, without any cracks.

He reached his hand to the other side of his face, but just as his fingers touched the other side, his big hand grabbed the other side.

"Liu San rolled over and pressed her down. "Little thing, what are you doing touching me without sleeping?"

She smiled. "I'm just curious."

Liu San kissed her on the lips, "What's there to be curious about? Although I have changed my name, I am still your hubby and I am still your man."

She shook her head. "That's different. When you open your eyes and see a strange face lying beside you, won't you be shocked? They are clearly two of the most intimate of people, yet they have a face that is separated from one another. "

Liu San's eyes darkened and his voice became hoarse. "You care a lot about that face?"

"She clutched his body and buried her face in his chest." I don't really care, I just like what you were like before. "

As she spoke, her disobedient hand snuck into his clothes, and she pulled it out in the next second. The Liu San laughed and asked him what was wrong. She pushed the Liu San aside and stood up to light a candle.

"My clothes were taken off."

Liu San was startled, and immediately understood. Seeing him standing there motionlessly, Duan Xiaohe immediately took off his clothes. He took both her hands. "Nothing to look at."

Duan Xiaohe struggled twice to no avail. "I'm your wife. I've seen all of yours. Can't I see all of you with just your back?"

Liu San blushed at her words, then let go of her hand. Duan Xiaohe went up and roughly took off his clothes, but after looking at her for a moment, he cried.

His chest and back were full of scars, new and old and long and short, and all of them were horrified. Last night, the Barbarian Cow was too barbaric. She was in so much pain that she could only grab at the bedsheets, but she didn't notice this!

"Why are you crying, foolish wife? Who hasn't been wounded on the battlefield?" "These injuries are all trivial. Every time, I would be able to escape unscathed. It can be said that I made a huge profit."

Duan Xiaohe did not want to make a fortune by becoming an official, she only wanted her man to be safe and healthy. At this moment, when she saw these wounds, she felt so much heartache that her heart was about to break down.

Her finger rested on a wound near his heart. "It's like an arrow wound."

Liu San's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his gaze also became sharp. In the blink of an eye, he had already quickly concealed all of them, just like usual.

"Yes, this is the arrow that I blocked for General Mu."

Duan Xiaohe sucked in a breath of cold air. It was because of this that the news of his death had spread …

"Does it hurt?"

The little hand Liu San held onto her chest tightly as he looked at her with interest. No pain. I thought I was going to die, but in the end I made it. Others say that I must have had nine lives, but as you can count, my injuries can kill more than just nine. Your hubby is really lucky. "

She put her other hand over his mouth. "Can't you say something good?"

He took down that hand and lowered his head to kiss his little daughter-in-law. Duan Xiaohe got on again, and shamelessly teased her for a long time. Liu San had always been inhaling cold air, and was beginning to suspect that his wife had gone to that kind of place to learn techniques all these years. If news of a man grabbing tightly onto bed for half a day were to spread, wouldn't she be laughed at for the rest of her life?

Liu San threw his wife onto the ground and rolled over. Duan Xiaohe was not done, why did he have to joke around. Liu San pinched the little white rabbit and asked her with a stern expression where she had learned all these moves.

She held back her laughter and said that he had done it unknowingly. Why would he need someone else to teach his? Liu San grabbed onto her moving legs, pushing his to a certain place, suppressing his emotions, his voice extremely hoarse.

"Have you forgotten that I've been in the military for four years?" After being thirsty for four years, have you thought of the consequences of trying to trick me like this? "

Duan Xiaohe was startled, then laughed: "I just said I will not practice the fake move."

Liu San ripped off her small undergarment, "Counterfeit?"

On this day, Duan Xiaohe slept until she was in the sun for three hours before she was forced by the Liu San to eat. As she went downstairs, she saw that there was already a table full of dishes on the table. She was dumbstruck. "You did it?"

The Liu San nodded his head, "Seeing that you are too tired to get up, I specially caught a chicken to stew some soup for you to replenish your strength."

While Liu Da was speaking, he was staring at Liu San with eyes filled with hatred. Duan Xiaohe could not help but smile, although Liu Da was stupid, but ever since Xia Yu taught him to count, he had been doing this every day. Even if he had to go out to accompany the grave, Liu Da would have to count them.

Therefore, they didn't dare to do it for too many years. If a chicken in her henhouse ate one, they would have to add another. No matter what, it had to be five of them.

Now that he had been killed by the Liu San, how could Liu Da be happy?

Apart from the clear broth of the chicken, the other dishes were all very casual. During dinner time, the Liu San asked her how he had offended Liu Da. After Duan Xiaohe told him what happened, he went out to hunt a wild pheasant. She plucked the feathers off its tail and threw it back into the chicken coop.

Therefore, Liu Da's mood became good once again.

Duan Xiaohe took the two chicken feathers and sat in the courtyard as she watched Liu San and Liu Da count the chickens. Liu San had already stayed at home for three days, but she did not ask him how many more days it would be before he left, to the point where she felt like Liu Da as well. She was missing a few days of counting with her fingers.

The Liu San did not have his original identity. It was not good for a customer to stay in someone else's home for so long. She did not care about his status as a widow again. What she cared about was if the villagers told his that it was not good, then he could not stay any longer next time.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of the scene where Liu San washed her hair with water. Now, in this house, she had people install a simple shower, a simple wash was not a problem at all. But at this moment, he suddenly thought back to when he was living together at Liu Family. Although they were poor, they felt very happy.

Duan Xiaohe's mind moved, she immediately went to the kitchen to boil a pot of water.

When she brought a basin of water and put her head down, the Liu San knew what she was going to do. He took the ladle naturally and said gently, "I'll get you some water."

She wet her hair and played with the soap in her hair. Before she even called for Liu San, clear water had already rushed out and washed over her.

Unlike before, he was now much gentler. Duan Xiaohe laughed, but it was so loud that the corners of his eyes turned wet. She wiped it with her hand and Liu San nervously asked if it was because the water was poured too fiercely into his eyes. He grabbed the dry towel beside her and wiped the water stains off her face. Her eyes were red from the agitation.

Seeing that he had carelessly smeared the young wife's face red, Liu San blamed himself and was so anxious that he almost jumped out of his chair.

Duan Xiaohe said that it was alright, and let him continue pouring water to wash his hair. After washing her hair, Liu San took a dry towel to wipe her hair. Duan Xiaohe swept a glance outside and then took the towel to wipe it herself, saying that it would be good if she was just like this, bathing in the sunlight.

Liu San followed her gaze and heard the sound of someone fetching water from outside. He looked slightly disappointed.

If he was still Liu San, there would be no need to worry about helping his wife wipe her hair.

"I'm going home tomorrow. Are you coming with me?"

Liu San's lips formed a line as he nodded. Duan Xiaohe clenched her teeth, grabbed her towel with half dry hair and went upstairs. Liu San stood in place, feeling conflicted in his heart.

He followed her upstairs, looking at his young wife who was sulking on her own. His fists relaxed and tightened, then relaxed.

"I'll send you back tomorrow before I leave."

Duan Xiaohe silently pulled up half of her dry hair, and took out the two pieces of clothes that she picked out yesterday, and wrapped them with a brand-new piece of cloth. When she carried the things downstairs, Liu San grabbed her and asked her where she was going. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'll go bury my husband."

Liu San followed her to the village's ancestral grave, and stared blankly at the two weeds that surrounded the grave. It was the Hunter Cao and the orphan girl, they could not enter the ancestral grave and could only be buried outside. And since the Liu San was a person of the Liu Village, his memorial grave would naturally be inside.

Duan Xiaohe raised her chin, "Bye?"

Liu San looked around, then went over and kowtowed. After getting up, he followed Duan Xiaohe to the ancestral grave and dug a small hole there. Then, he watched as Duan Xiaohe threw the wrapped up object into the hole as if she was mad at him.

"Buried."

"Where's the monolith?"

Duan Xiaohe only said two words, "Wasting." She coldly glanced at him before turning around and leaving.

Liu San smiled bitterly. When she asked him if he wanted to go to the County City with his, he knew that his wife knew he was leaving.

After returning home, although Duan Xiaohe was angry in his heart, she took it into consideration to get water for him to wash her hands.

Right at this time, a little kid ran in from outside the door, hugged Duan Xiaohe's leg and shouted at his little aunt. Duan Xiaohe was shocked in her heart. Wasn't Little Yixiu at Qian Qiaoqiao's place?

Another person came in from the door. He was dressed in white, with a handsome face, he was none other than Qin Rui!