The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

A few small blue flowers fell with the wind into the dust under the wheels. Yang Qiang quickly picked them up only to find that the flowers were already covered in dust and couldn't be seen anymore.

Lu Qing's face was expressionless as he watched Han Shuo enthusiastically devour the biscuit. He really wanted to beat Han Shuo up, but he didn't know where to start.

"Qing Qing, when we arrive at the Golden City, I will definitely buy you some pretty flowers." Yang Qing looked at the broken flower in his hand in confusion, but he still threw it to the ground. Note: Jincheng, now Lanzhou)

"With your brothers in Fringe City buying it for me, you should save a bit." Lu Qing replied snappily.

Yang Li scratched his head embarrassedly, "Qing Qing, actually, I am at the same age as you. If you want to marry me, you can leave the border."

Lu Qing's hands began to itch again.

"Yang Qiang, right? We've only known each other for two days. Last night, you even did that kind of thing to me. Why do you think I would choose to marry you?"

"I've already touched it, if you don't want me to marry who else …"

Picking up the knife on Han Shuo's buttocks, Lu Qing stabbed at Yang Li's eyes. If that kid wasn't nimble, Lu Qing would have been blinded.

"Yang Qiang, if your grandpa dares to come near me again, I will chop your number two straight away!"

The sound of Lu Qing's voice was not small, and was full of threat. The few carts had all heard his words, and all of them stared at him with their mouths agape.

A dim light flashed through Xue Yan's eyes. He kicked the horse's abdomen, and Xue Yan finally arrived at the center of the group.

Seeing Xue Yan coming over, Yang Li held his butt and ran to the front of the line.

Tsk, he actually managed to run so fast after getting hit by the Five Soldiers Rod. The person who just made a move must have gone easy on him.

Lu Qing curled his lips. Seeing that Xue Yan had reached her side, he turned his head away, not even bothering to look at her.

Xue Yan only glanced at Lu Qing from the corner of his eyes and saw the perfectly straight back. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

"We're camping at Shanyang Town today."

A clear sound rang out. With the clatter of hooves, Xue Yan went back to the back of the line.

Lu Qing harrumphed and turned his head, only to find that there was half a shiny yellow oil cake in front of his mouth.

"Mother, eat." Han Shuo's eyes were huge and bent. He liked to look at his mother like that of others. That sort of atmosphere was especially pleasing to the eye. In the future, he would definitely be as bold and powerful as his mother.

Lu Qing received it and started chewing on it without any hesitation. The taste was not bad, to say the least.

"We're already widows, why are you pretending to be pure and innocent …"

Wang Qiang could not bear the loneliness anymore.

Lu Qing and Han Shuo turned around at the same time, scaring Wang Qiang into falling backwards, almost falling down. She hurriedly grabbed onto the shaft of the chariot to stabilize her body.

Lu Qing snickered. This woman not only did things that couldn't be fixed, but she also owed him a mouth. Just wait and see!

They finally arrived at Shanyang Town before nightfall.

According to Zhang Cheng, who liked to chat with people, they were divided into many teams, and Shanyang Town was one of them.

Lu Qing's mouth twitched. They actually wanted to recruit so many widows? What sort of face was there in this border? Could it be the Lieutenant Yu that Liu San'er said disliked women?

After camping in an abandoned mansion on the edge of town, Xue Yan announced that she would stay for the day.

It looks like they'll have to wait for the other teams to arrive.

Luqing still found a corner far away from the other widows and made a pallet. Today, Han Shuo was quite diligent. He pulled out quite a lot of dried grass outside and placed it under his bed, making it very comfortable to sleep under.

After dinner, Lu Qing took a bath and washed up. Yang Li came to fetch water as well. He even took off his clothes and wiped himself by the well. Although he was wearing pants, but …

His grandfather's pants were open crotch pants!