In the early morning of early winter, the coldness was so cold that I sent you to Shiliting. Yan Zi pulled her back and said, "Just send it here."

It was getting darker, and Yi Huan saw a green military vehicle coming. Just as far away was about to come, she raised her hand and hugged him, saying, "I'm waiting for you to come back at home, you must take good care of yourself."

After saying that, he made a cruel decision and pushed the person away, "You get in the car."

Yan Zihui looked at her deeply, picked up her face, kissed her heavily on the forehead, then let go of her hand, turned around and walked out, got on the military vehicle, and left without looking back.

Yi Huan stood in the Shili Pavilion and watched the military car go away until he could no longer see it, and then said in a depressing voice: "Song Han, let's go back to the city."

Yan Zi returned to the focus of this person who was not at home, so Mrs. Yan didn't hold a gun and a stick when she spoke. The relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was a little harmonious, but before they could live together peacefully for a few days, Yan Yuzhi, the troublemaker, came back with her son. Wu Guozhen was over one year old and was just lovely, and she shouted in a silence: "Grandma."

"Xiao Zhen'er is so good, eat a piece of cake." Although Yi Huan doesn't like Wu Liming and Yan Yuzhi, she won't take her anger at such a young child.

Wu Guozhen held the cake in both hands and lowered his head to chew it, like a cute little squirrel. Yi Huan curled his eyebrows and smiled slightly, his eyes soft. Yan Yuzhi felt uncomfortable when she looked at her white, tender, smooth and rosy cheeks, "Aunt Qi, if you like children so much, then give birth to one."

Yi Huan didn't answer her words. Yan Zi was not at home. Who would she have a child with?

Yan Yuzhi was not a person who gave up easily, and said, "I heard that this person with difficult children will be more likely to get pregnant if he adopts a child."

"Yuzhi, you have been raising Xiaozhen for more than a year, why haven't you ever seen him pregnant?" Yi Huan retorted without hesitation. Don't think she didn't know what Yan Yuzhi's true meaning was. She wanted her to take a concubine and give birth to a baby for Yan Zi, let alone the door, there was not even a window.

Yan Yuzhi couldn't take this sentence. 6 Shiyin glared at her fiercely, and she didn't understand what was going on with this girl? Why did she have to provoke her seventh brother and sister? After lunch, 6 Shiyin dragged her aside, "You damn girl, how long has it been gone? She and Zhide have married men and women, why can't you let it go? Now your seventh uncle has become president. Even if you don't want to please your seventh aunt, don't offend her."

"Mom, it's nothing to offend her. She can't give birth to a child. Maybe when will this seventh aunt be replaced?" Yan Yuzhi curled her lips.

6 Shiyin stretched out her finger and poked her forehead, "Did you forget what I told you? If she had no more than her instigation from behind, how could that Liang Yan be cut off her head? That was a charming beauty who said she would kill her. Your seventh uncle is probably the rare love species in the Yan family."

"I believe this, I don't believe it. It will take three days to build a toilet. After this momentum, Uncle Qi may bring back a few people. Then she will become yesterday's yellow flower." Yan Yuzhi didn't believe that Yan Zihui, who was in power, only guarded Yi Huan to live alone. Wu Liming was not satisfied with her and Ruan Wenwen, and now he fell in love with a female student again.

"Now your seventh uncle hasn't carried someone in, so let's talk about it when your seventh uncle brings someone in. Don't you talk in front of her. Have you heard it?" 6 Shiyin solemnly warned her.

"I heard it." Yan Yuzhi replied shaking her head.

"Qiongzhi has been having a good life these days?" 6 Shiyin hasn't seen her second daughter for several months.

"It's not that good. She hid in the room all day and didn't go out." Yan Yuzhi was also a little worried when she talked about her sister.

"Please advise her more and go out for a walk and relax." 6 Shiyin said, taking out a stack of money and stuffing it to Yan Yuzhi, "Your father won't let me see her. You can take more snacks and take care of her."

"Mom, don't worry, she is my sister, so I will take care of her." Yan Yuzhi smiled and took the money. One of her purpose of returning to her parents' home was to ask for money from 6 Shiyin.

Although far away from the battlefield, the atmosphere in Jizhou is becoming increasingly tense, which is even more worrying than last year. After all, the great powers did not join in last year. Can the northern government support this time and overcome this difficulty? No one can say it is right.

"Ah!" Yi Huan woke up from her sleep, touched her forehead, and a layer of cold sweat, patted her chest, comforting herself, "Dream is against, dream is against." She had a nightmare just now, dreaming of the fall of Jizhou, and she fled with Mrs. Yan.

Yi Huan can't sleep. If you close your eyes these days, you will have nightmares. Yesterday, I dreamed of Yan Zihui, who was covered in blood on her body. Yi Huan stared at the ceiling, what should she do to get rid of the current dilemma?

The surrounding wars can be seen from the newspapers, which is very bad, but Yan Zi replied in his letter that everything is good, and a typical case of reporting good news but not bad news.

The next day, Yi Huan went back to her parents' home to visit her parents. When Yi's mother saw her, she frowned and said with pain: "Why are your face so bad? You have lost weight, but where are you uncomfortable?"

Yi Huan laughed and said, "I'm fine. Maybe I haven't had a good sleep in recent days, so don't worry."

"I know Xuanling is going to fight. You are worried about his safety, but no matter what, you have to take care of your own body." Yi's mother hoped that the war would end quickly, just like last year, without any danger, and her son-in-law would come back quickly.

At noon, Yi Huan was drinking fish soup and vomiting a little. She was afraid that Yi's mother would worry, so she endured it, but Li Ying vomited it out; Li Ying had given birth to two children, and seeing this, Tang Shuangyun asked with a smile: "Three brothers and sisters, are you having this again?"

Li Ying nodded shyly and said, "I didn't come last month. I went to the hospital for a check-up. It's been more than two months."

"Okay, okay." Yi's mother was very happy. She didn't bother with her grandmother.

Yi Huan looked at Li Ying's hand on her belly and her mind moved slightly. Her life has always been very accurate, but it's already four days late now. Is it still there? Wait a few more days and go to the hospital for a diagnosis. If there is, she has to take care of it carefully and must not be like last time. It would be fine if one miscarriage is done again, but if it is a habitual miscarriage, it would be troublesome.

When she returned to the Governor's Mansion in the afternoon, Mrs. Yan sat in the hall with a gloomy face. Yi Huan's heart skipped a beat, "Mother, what happened?" But don't have any bad news!

"Where have you been?" asked Mrs. Yan.

Yi Huan replied, "I'm back to my parents' home." She clearly said it when she went out.

"You are really heartless." Mrs. Yan said hatefully.

Yi Huan was stunned. What did she do? Why was she heartless? Who chewed the root of her tongue in front of Mrs. Yan?

"Xuanling is fighting outside, so hard and so dangerous, you don't worry about him at all, care about him, thanks to him that he is so nice to you." Mrs. Yan accused her.

"According to my mother's wishes, I should cry every day to reflect my deep affection for Xuanling?" Yi Huan's good mood was gone.

"Who made you cry every day? Don't mess around and distort my words." Mrs. Yan said angrily.

Yi Huanqiang pressed his impetuous mood and sat down on the sand, "My daughter-in-law is dull. Please tell me what my mother has to say."

"The situation is very bad now. The Hudong Army, the upstart army, and foreign powers can rush into Jizhou City at any time. If you want to turn defeat into victory, you must have foreign aid to turn the world around." Mrs. Yan said seriously.

"What my mother said," Yi Huan replied.

"The best foreign aid now is the Southern Guangdong Army. As long as the Jiang Shuai soldier attacks Lingcheng, the Hudong Army will inevitably transfer troops back to defense. In this way, the war in Hebei Province will not need to be fought. The 9th Division and the 10th Division can rush to Jingu, or Haicheng and other places to reinforce. This dilemma can be solved." Mrs. Yan talked happily.

"What my mother said." Yi Huan still answered this sentence, but she was a little surprised. With Mrs. Yan's insight, she could not express this opinion. In other words, someone taught her how to say it. Who would it be?

Mrs. Yan continued: "It's just that although the southern Guangdong army has changed its banner, it has no benefit. Why should they send troops? It's not better to reap the benefits of fishermen, do you think?"

"What kind of benefits do my mother thinks should be given to Jiang Shuai? Let him send troops." Yi Huan asked with a faint smile.

Mrs. Yan picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and said, "Jiang Shuai has a daughter who is only sixteen years old. I heard that she has been learning calligraphy, painting, piano and chess since she was seven years old. She is well-educated and well-educated, and has a beautiful and wise appearance."

Yi Huan already understood what Mrs. Yan meant. It was a marriage idea. It was self-evident whom this Miss Jiang married. Yi Huan's eyes were slightly cold and she asked in a deep voice: "Is this mother asking me for my opinion? Or tell me about this?"

"You are the wife whom Xuanling's Ming Matchmaker is just married. Even if Jiang comes in, she is also the second wife. You can't go." Mrs. Yan persuaded her.

Yi Huan asked, "What if I don't want her to come in?"

"How can you be so ignorant?" Mrs. Yan asked dissatisfiedly.

"Be sensible, do you want me to hand over my husband?" Yi Huan sneered.

Mrs. Yan sternly said, "Yi, how can you be so jealous? If you insist on not letting Jiang enter the house, the Yan family will not be able to keep you. I will divorce my wife for my son."

"My mother wanted me to leave and abdicate and give up the sage, so she asked Yan Xuanling to write her divorce letter himself." Yi Huan was too lazy to talk to her and got up and walked towards the stairs.

"Stop it. In this situation, why are you still getting angry? The war is in chaos and the war is raging. When the Hudong Army and the others come in, everything is over. Not only is Xuanling and the others unable to save their lives, but the master's decades of hard work have been wasted." Mrs. Yan said angrily.

Yi Huan's face changed slightly. Mrs. Yan's words were not unreasonable, but she felt very sad. Mrs. Yan was still saying, "You can't make it right. I'll send a telegram to southern Guangdong immediately."

Yi Huan said nothing, straightened his body and went upstairs step by step. 6 Shiyin and others hid in the side hall, and at this time they all looked out to see the situation.

In the evening, Yi Huan did not come downstairs to have a meal. Wang Hong was worried about her body and asked Shaoxia to deliver the food. "Madam Shao, you eat something and your health is important."

Yi Huan originally wanted to refuse, but then she thought that she could get pregnant, but she could not eat it herself, but she couldn't eat it while she was hungry. So she picked up her bowl and barely ate it by herself. The egg dumplings she liked to eat today, but when she tasted it, she felt a fishy smell, and her stomach churned, Yi Huan covered her mouth.

"Mrs. Young lady, what's wrong with you? But the food is not to your taste." Shaoxia asked anxiously.

Yi Huan waved his hand and said, "Hand the cup to me, I want to drink water."

After drinking water, Yi Huan felt comfortable. After eating half a bowl of rice, she couldn't eat it anymore, so she asked Shaoxia to bring the remaining rice.

That night, Yi Huan didn't sleep well, and her dream was very chaotic. She seemed to be being chased by someone, panic, and didn't know where to go to to get peace. Suddenly, she dreamed that the vicious Japanese rushed into Jizhou City, massacred civilians, corpses all over the city, and blood all over the ground.

"Ah!" Yi Huan woke up from his dream again, sweating profusely on his forehead.

The next day, Yi Huan asked Song Han to report the battle. The Second Regiment of the 15th Division of Xingqing Prefecture surrendered to the New Army without firing a single shot. The Seventh Regiment of the 11th Division of the Chinese New Army and the Ninth Regiment blocked the three regiments of the Hudong Army in Changle. They fought for a night and did not allow the enemy to break through the defense line...

Putting down the battle report, Yi Huan picked up the Jizhou Morning News, which contained a photo of the soldiers' heads being undressed and ragged. Some were wearing bandages on their heads and some were hanging their arms. From their military uniforms, it can be seen that they were the Chinese New Army.

Mrs. Yan came over and told her straightforwardly, "Telecome, I've got it. Whether you want it or not, things are settled."

Yi Huan pursed her lips and said nothing, but she didn't say anything that would not allow Miss Jiang to enter the door. Wang Hong saw that her face was pale and sighed lightly. There was no way to persuade her to explain this matter, so she could only wait for herself to figure it out.

That afternoon, Yan Zi called back and called directly from the front line. Yi Huan happened to sit next to the phone and picked it up. As soon as he fed it, Yan Zi replied, "Huan'er." His voice was low and hoarse.

"Xuanling?" Yi Huan was surprised and said, "How are you?"

Yan Zi replied: "I'm fine, I'm fine, don't worry, is the family okay?"

"Everything at home is safe, don't worry." Yi Huan did not say that Mrs. Yan wanted to use marriage to solve her current predicament.

A loud "boom" sound came from the phone, which scared Yi Huan to exclaim, "Xuanling, Xuanling, what was that sound just now? It was the sound of cannons, right? Why are you so close to you? Xuanling, Xuanling."

Mrs. Yan stared at her nervously, "Give me the phone number, hurry up and give me the phone number."

Yi Huan grabbed the microphone and said, "Xuanling, Xuanling." There was a rustling sound on the phone.

"I'm here!" Yan Zihui's voice came again, "Huan'er, listen to me, I will do my best to protect Jingu, but for safety, you and your mother..."

"Boom" the deafening explosion.

"Xuanling, hey, Xuanling." Yi Huan shouted loudly, but the phone line was broken.

Yi Huan threw away the microphone, "Song Han, you must find a way to contact the governor. I want to know what happened to Jingu?"

"I'm going to telegram." Song Han ran out his feet.
Chapter completed!