Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 337 Before departure

"No, you can't go." Gu Fengyue looked at the young man in front of him who was glaring at him angrily. Because of the atmosphere, his lips were tightly pursed and his cheeks were puffed up, as if he would bite himself to pieces with his teeth in the next moment.

lovely!

But in the end, Gu Fengyue could only sigh softly, stretched out his hand to pull the man into his arms, stroked his cheek with his fingers, and pinched the bulging soft flesh.

Song Chunlin was still angry, so he reached out and slapped his hand down. He was extremely resistant and angry at Gu Fengyue's dictatorial decision.

"Why don't you let me go? It's not my first time there. Besides, we are all familiar with the place. What's wrong with going together?"

Gu Fengyue thought to himself: Of course you have no problem, but Uncle Song will probably really pick up a knife and chop me. I have kidnapped people time and time again. If he were his father, he would also be so angry that he would want to kill someone.

But he couldn't tell this to Song Chunlin, so Gu Fengyue just gently stroked the cheek of the person in his arms.

"The border is too far away from here. Even in your previous world, it takes a lot of time to go back and forth, not to mention in Dajing where transportation is inconvenient. Chunlin, you still have a big family here. We can't be so selfish. Last time you stayed in Baita City for almost two years, Uncle Song and the others were so worried that they couldn't sleep at night, and they often came to the Marquis' Mansion to ask when you would come back. This time I may be away for more than two years. I'm afraid it will take three or four years, or even five or six years, before I have a chance to return to the capital. You are willing to stay there for so long, so are Uncle Song and the others willing?"

Song Chunlin didn't say anything. In his heart, he actually knew that what Gu Fengyue said was right. This time he was not going to fight, but to let Gu Fengyue stay at the border to prevent the Xiongnu and Turks from invading. The emperor didn't mention his name. Speaking of which, he also followed Gu Fengyue last time, and the emperor didn't let him go either...

Seeing that his expression had relaxed a little, Gu Fengyue tried again.

"And you see, my sister-in-law is pregnant again, and will give birth in a few months. My brother is busy on weekdays, and Aunt Su is not in good health. You can help me take care of my sister-in-law and my unborn nephew. By the way, don't you have a small box that can be used to put human figures in it?"

Song Chunlin snorted, "That's a cell phone. It can take photos and videos... You reminded me. I'll make you a photo necklace. You hang it on your chest and you are not allowed to take it off. Got it?"

Gu Fengyue held his hand and replied with a smile: "Okay, I will never take it off, even when I take a shower, okay?"

"That's better." Song Chunlin was slightly satisfied, but he still felt reluctant. When he learned that Gu Fengyue was leaving in half a month, the reluctance lingered in his heart, with a sense of bitterness.

Song Chunlin had never been in love, and he didn't know that he would be so emotional. He knew that Gu Fengyue had a lot of things to do before leaving, but he still came to the Marquis' Mansion to report every day and stuck to Gu Fengyue like a little tail.

Gu Fengyue was busy preparing various things that needed to be taken to the border. Su Fuqing's belly was now big and he couldn't bear to be tired, and the steward was also old, so Gu Fengyun no longer let him do these laborious tasks. Therefore, everything needed for the garrison at the border this time had to be prepared by Gu Fengyue himself.

Fortunately, although Song Chunlin is his little tail, this little tail is also the most useful little tail. He follows Gu Fengyue and helps him a lot.

Because he didn't know how many years he would stay there, Gu Fengyue brought some clothes for all four seasons. Song Chunlin was afraid that he didn't have enough clothes and that the winter there would be too cold, so he prepared a lot of thermal underwear and down vests for him. Gu Fengyue looked at those light but soft and warm down jackets, and was shocked at the same time, and was surprised that his luggage had been getting more and more...

Gu Fengyue quickly called a halt, but Song Chunlin was still a little unsatisfied and felt that he had not prepared enough.

Gu Fengyue thought that this was not a small amount...

Because Song Chunlin has not been home recently, his family knows that it is because he is about to part with Gu Fengyue. Because they are reluctant to scold him, only Song Dazhuang looks at Song Chunlin's empty room, shaking his head and sighing.

Song Qin couldn't bear to see her husband dying like this and couldn't help rolling her eyes at him.

"Don't be so dejected. Isn't this what you've always dreamed of?"

Song Dazhuang was puzzled: "What's the matter with my dreams? Why can't I understand anything you are saying?"

"You still don't understand?" This time it was Song Qin's turn to be surprised. She glanced up and down at Song Dazhuang and found that this guy really hadn't gotten the idea.

"Tsk tsk, you have a brain. Apart from the work in the fields, can't you use your brain for other things?"

Song Dazhuang was even more confused, and Song Qinshi was kind enough to help him clear up his confusion.

"Think about it yourself. Will Feng Yue need to stay at the border for at least a few years this time?"

Song Dazhuang nodded.

"So if he stays there, does that mean the wedding has to be postponed?"

Song Dazhuang suddenly realized.

"I see! In this case, won't they have to wait for many years before getting married?" Song Dazhuang slapped his hands hard, and he grimaced in pain because he used too much force.

Song Qin couldn't stand her husband's stupid behavior. Seeing that he was immersed in his own emotions, she shook her head and left with her grandson in her arms.

As the time of departure drew closer, a bold idea emerged in Song Chunlin's mind.

"You want to send him to the border?" Dabao exclaimed, then quickly covered his mouth. After covering his mouth, he realized that he was in a space and no one could hear what he said at all.

"Master, you really want to send him to the border, but if you go with him, you have to take a carriage, which is too slow, much slower than our motorcycles. Besides, are you sure you will come back right after you send him there?"

Song Chunlin shook his head: "I won't stay there. I promised Gu Fengyue that I would stay at home to look after his sister-in-law and nephew. Besides, I can't leave Xingchengfang for a long time, otherwise it will be like last time, and there will be no fresh fruits to use later."

All Song Chunlin wanted was to send Gu Fengyue to the border and then drive back by himself. This round trip would take at most two months. If he was a little ruthless, it was possible to come back a day or two earlier.

However, he didn't dare reveal any of this to Song Dazhuang. It was now the spring plowing season, and the Song family's fields totaled more than two hundred acres. There were many things to do. Even if that group of archers came to take turns working, the men of the Song family still had to work in the fields together. Fortunately, the children in the family had grown up in the past two years and could barely be considered strong laborers, which reduced a lot of burden for Song Dazhuang and his family.

In the past two years, the output of the Song family's land has been basically self-sufficient, so Song Chunlin specifically asked Song Dazhuang to plant ten acres of soybeans. He wanted to make some soy products, and to make soy products, he had to build a tofu workshop. Now the soybeans have not been planted yet, Song Dazhuang has already gone to the head of the village to prepare the land for the tofu workshop. Song Chunlin thought that it was just right for him to come back from the border, so he could find someone to make various tools for the tofu workshop.

He also made a special trip to Xingchengfang and asked the steward Uncle Mo to prepare more ice cubes. He took all the fruits that could be used for three months, mostly those that require storage. He only put in enough fruits that could last for a week for those that were perishable. He also told the steward Uncle Mo to use these things sparingly, as he would be back in about two months and should be able to make the supplies.

The steward Shumo was a little puzzled: "You are acting like you are going to send Gu Sima to the border, right?"

Song Chunlin chuckled: "It's good that you know, but don't tell my father, he doesn't know yet."

The steward was speechless. Could he hide this matter if he wanted to? Once he left with Sima Gu, who could hide it from him?

Song Chunlin smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes: "Oh, keep it a secret for a while, just don't tell my father. If he comes to ask after I leave, you can tell the truth. Anyway, he can't catch up."

What else can the steward do? What if he doesn't agree? Even though he knows that the border is cold and bitter, he doesn't mind it. What's more, Song Chunlin had also stayed at the border for more than a year. This time he was just revisiting the old place. He should not worry about it.

After settling the place, Song Chunlin quietly came to the Ministry of Justice and found Gu Fengyun who was working in the office. Gu Fengyun was a little surprised that this kid had time to come here. Hasn't he been eager to stick to his younger brother recently?

"Hey, why are you free to come here now? Why don't you go to see Feng Yue? Is there something you want to talk to me about?"

Song Chunlin looked around vigilantly, and only after confirming that there was no one else around did he take things out of the space.

Gu Fengyun felt more and more familiar with his posture. After seeing him take out three bottles of spiritual spring water in succession, a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Song Chunlin felt a little embarrassed by his look, knowing that his tricks were not good enough in front of this old fox.

"Laugh, laugh, laugh and I'll go too."

Gu Fengyun chuckled, "Who wants to stop you? The person you want to follow is my brother. I am so happy. Let me guess, you are planning to escort him all the way to the border, right?"

Song Chunlin wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction: "What escort? I am just sending you there. Yes, just sending you there."

Gu Fengyun: “…”

"You are shameless. You are still sending him off. Which good man would send his fiancée all the way to the border? There is no one else like you in the whole Dajing."

Faced with Gu Fengyun's complaints, Song Chunlin couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. After all, he was Gu Fengyue's biological brother, and the complaints coming from his biological brother were certainly accurate.

"Then it's settled. I'll provide you with the spiritual spring water, but you have to keep it a secret for me. At the very least, you can't let him or my father know before we set off."

Gu Fengyun raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on the three bottles of spiritual spring water. The meaning was self-evident.

Song Chunlin sighed and had to continue taking things out of the space, such as rattles, monk clothes, rompers, diapers, and milk powder. Finally, seeing that Gu Fengyun still had that indifferent look, he cursed Gu Fengyun countless times in his heart, but on the surface he had to smile and bribe him with things.

Looking at the ginseng and purple fungus that Song Chunlin took out, Gu Fengyun's expression showed some movement.

The ginseng and ganoderma lucidum that Song Chunlin took out this time were obviously better than the ones he gave to Princess Baohua last time. Not only were they older, but their appearance was also top-notch. He really spent a lot of money on them. If the other party was not Gu Fengyue's brother and sister-in-law, he would not have been willing to give out such good things.

"Here, this is enough, isn't it? Although I think my sister-in-law only needs to drink the spiritual spring water, it's better to be prepared. Ahem, if you need it, you can also drink some ginseng tea or something. Don't underestimate this ginseng, it's more nourishing than the hundred-year-old ginseng you see outside!"

Gu Fengyun shrugged, pointed at the things that almost filled up the room and said, "There are so many things, how can you let me take them back? Okay, okay, as long as you are thoughtful, just put these away and put them in my room. Don't worry, I will never tell anyone that you are going out, but once you leave, I can't hide this. Have you thought of a solution?"

Song Chunlin nodded decisively after hearing this: "I've thought about it, it's all settled."

Even on the day before his departure, Song Chunlin did not behave in any way unusually. He just told the Song family in advance that he would stay at the Marquis' Mansion that night, and went to see Gu Fengyue off early the next morning. The Song family did not suspect anything until the next evening, when the person who saw her off should have returned, that Song Dazhuang suddenly remembered something.

Finally, he found the letter left by Song Chunlin on the desk in Song Chunlin’s room. Great, this little bastard ran away again!

Song Dazhuang was so angry that his teeth were about to break. No wonder people say that no matter how hard you try to be on guard, you can't guard against a thief in your own home. This is not just hard to guard against, it's impossible to guard against at all!

When Song Qin saw the letter, she didn't have any special reaction, she just said "oh" faintly.

Song Dazhuang roared for the first time.

"What do you mean by oh? Do you think what this kid did was right?"

Song Qin rolled her eyes at him and said, "My son, don't I know clearly? Chunlin is a man of measure. He said he would just send him to the border and come back, so we should just wait at home. Are you still afraid that Fengyue will keep him there and not let him go?"

Song Dazhuang was silent. He had to say that he was convinced by his wife's words. Besides, the man had already run away for a whole day and it was impossible to catch up with him. He was too lazy to chase him. In fact, the two of them would be separated for at least several years this time. Young people are always prone to do things that are incomprehensible when their brains get hot-headed. He understood, he understood everything, but he just couldn't accept it in his heart. This boy hasn't even grown up yet, so how could he be abducted again and again?

The army camped in the wild at night. Gu Fengyue looked helplessly at Song Chunlin, who was sitting in front of him, eating Maoxuewang and drinking iced lemon tea.