Shuttle Seventy: Sweet Wife

After all, there is a big gap of 60 years. The development during this period can be understood and understood with only one book. Even if it can be understood, the question is, is there any material to do in that era? The books that Father Jing read were slightly more appropriate.

Jing Qingxin was by the bookshelf, browsed carefully, and finally selected two books related to military strategy. For Gao Shen, this is more practical! After the leg injury is healed, he will definitely return to the army. Learning more will be beneficial to his future development. After all, these strategies are summed up and accumulated by future generations!

After choosing what to bring, Jing Qing looked happy and began to look forward to the coming of the night!

**

At the other end of time and space, Gao Shen has been looking forward to two days in his heart. He thinks that she should not come again, right?

He was seriously injured and placed in the most remote corner of the village. He could only rest on this wooden bed all day, unable to do anything. Once full of fighting spirit and blood, it seemed that he was getting farther and farther away. .

Gradually, he no longer longed or expected in his heart. He was as deep as the sea, and he was calm. He understood that his heart had begun to self-exile, from the moment the doctor announced that he would be disabled.

Everything he once dreamed of no longer belonged to him, and he seemed to be abandoned by everyone. Although he was also annoyed in his heart, in the end he didn't blame anyone. What value can he have at all? He understands, but he does not regret participating in the battle, it is a kind of honor and pride as a soldier!

And her Jing Qingxin's unexpected appearance broke the peace he had managed to maintain. She said, does he still have hope? She comes from a more powerful country in the future. Maybe, she can really find a way to heal her leg injury?

He started staring at the empty room in a daze, waiting for her to arrive, but as the sky darkened round after round, he didn't see any figure, and because of this, he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart, and he kept turning his hands over and over again. Rubbing the ancient ink jade pendant again and again, she whispered softly on her lips: Jing Qingxin. Jing Qing heart.

**

At this time, Jing Qingxin, who was having dinner with her parents, suddenly felt a tightness in her heart, and she moved.

"What's wrong? Yuanyuan~" Mu Mu held the rice bowl in her hand and asked her daughter, who was behaving a little strangely.

Jing Qingxin immediately smiled slightly: "It's alright, Mom~ I just suddenly thought that there is something I haven't done yet!"

"When you eat, don't think about that, it's not good for your stomach and digestion, eat well!" Mu Mu said gently.

"Well, I see!" Immediately, Jing Qing concentrated on eating, ignoring the weird feeling just now.

After dinner, Jing Qing accompanied her parents for a few laps in the courtyard as usual, taking a walk to promote intestinal digestion. Afterwards, her parents sat in the living room watching TV and eating fruits.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back in the room!" After Jing Qingxin took a few bites of the fruit, she said hello to her parents.

"Did you go to bed so early?" Father Jing asked in surprise. It was only nine o'clock now. Usually, her daughter would sit with them in the living room for a while, chat and watch TV before returning to the room.

"No, I like a few books recently. I haven't finished reading them yet, so I want to go back to my room and continue reading." Jing Qing explained with a smile.

"Oh, let's go then!" Father Jing waved.

"Don't look too late, pay attention to your eyes~!" Mu Mu then quickly added to her daughter's figure going upstairs.

"Oh, I see~ Mom and Dad, good night~!" Jing Qingxin turned around with a playful smile, held her parents' hands with heart, and then happily returned to her room.

Jing's father and mother who stayed in the living room looked at their daughter's figure returning to the room with a doting look on their faces.

Jing Qingxin immediately locked the door, opened the closet, and selected clothes. The first two times she didn't know very well, so she shuttled past in a sleeping state, dangling around in her pajamas, which was not very good, although her pajamas A conservative, sleeveless knee-length nightdress, like her friend Han Zhen, she is much more **** than her. Although Han Zhen has a more straightforward personality, her dressing style is full of femininity.

And since she was a child, she followed her mother as an example, and her dressing style was mainly comfortable and simple. Because she was influenced by her father's training since she was a child, trousers and sportswear accounted for most of the wardrobe, and skirt dresses and dresses were easy to move. The class is a little less, and she doesn't like too revealing or flashy clothes.

Jing Qing looked at the wardrobe and pondered, how should she match her clothes? First of all, we must exclude shorts and sleeveless clothes. People of that era were relatively conservative. After thinking about it, Jing Qingxin chose a long-sleeved white shirt with a bow tied around the neck and a light blue lower body. Casual cropped trousers, tuck the buttoned hem of the shirt into the trousers.

Jing Qingxin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, swayed her posture, and watched it sideways. This outfit was simple and refreshing, with a touch of generosity and neatness. I think I should be able to accept it!

Afterwards, Jing Qingxin combed her long curly hair to the front of her left chest, neatly braided a braid, then loosened it a little to make it look fluffy and natural, and left a strand of broken hair beside her ear , showing a touch of playfulness and cuteness.

After finishing, Jing Qingxin looked at the mirror and made a V gesture playfully, very satisfied with her slightly retro look.

With the development of the times, people's appreciation level has gradually changed, and they also have their own opinions on beauty and fashion. Therefore, when walking outside, you can see all kinds of strange dresses everywhere.

After packing up, Jing Qingxin hung the stuffed backpack on her chest, and was about to fall asleep directly on the quilt. She felt her bare feet suddenly, and she realized just now that she almost forgot to put on her shoes again, or else she would pass by and go back to sleep. Gotta step on the ground barefoot.

Jing Qingxin got up immediately and found a pair of white flat shoes. The style was very simple and there was no decoration, but she liked it very much.

After confirming that it was correct, Jing Qingxin lay down on the bed again, holding the backpack in both hands, took a deep breath, and then closed her eyes, waiting for the shuttle of time and space!

**

After a while of dizziness, Jing Qingxin opened her eyes. She fell asleep this time earlier than the previous two times. At this time, the sky outside the window was still a little dark, and it would take a while before dawn.

On the bedside cabinet, an oil lamp was lit. The faint light swayed gently. Jing Qingxin's eyes were full of smiles. It seemed that it was specially lit for her?

Jing Qingxin walked to the bed softly, looking at the sleeping man, her thick eyebrows were still slightly frowning, involuntarily, Jing Qingxin stretched out her right index finger and caressed his slightly frowning brow.