The brothers who were still immersed in what they just said were still stunned.
The woman's hoarse and graceless words echoed repeatedly in his ears.
Deserters, although they fled because they had no choice, they did escape.
When I argued with someone on the way to escape and was injured and about to die, it wasn't that I was afraid, but that I felt unwilling.
Soldiers die on the battlefield.
When I was poor in the past, I didn't feel that I was unwilling to accept it, because I felt that one day I would not be poor, and I would feel at ease no matter how difficult it was.
But now that I have money, I am very rich, but when I wake up in the middle of the night, I always feel unwilling.
He was determined to make great achievements and kill the enemy to serve the country, but in the end he escaped in embarrassment.
Not willing, not willing.
It was as if they had lost half of their souls in the northwest since the day they escaped.
"...a tiger would rather starve to death in the forest than be satiated in an iron cage..."
"...That's why I want to give my brothers a gift, instead of just sitting on a golden mountain and being a man of peace for the rest of my life..."
"...but to make contributions and wash away the shame..."
"...Brothers get up wherever they fall, and pat the dirt on their bodies wherever they fall..."
Wherever you failed, stand up again and start again.
There was silence in the yard, as if even breathing had stopped.
All over again!
Clear your name and start over again!
Why they escaped in the first place was not just to find a place to redress their grievances, but where could soldiers like them, who had no power or family to rely on, go to redress their grievances?
Now his injustice has been redressed, he has been freed from his charges, and he can return to the military camp again.
Isn’t this wish fulfilled?
I thought I was dead this time, but unexpectedly, not only did I not die, but my wish came true.
How can there be so many surprises in life?
Xu Maoxiu raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him.
How could it be possible to have such a good life?
How virtuous and capable, how virtuous and capable, God wants to treat them so favorably?
"Do you guys like these two gifts?"
Cheng Jiaoniang asked again.
"I like it." Xu Maoxiu was the first to say.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.
"What?" she asked, seemingly not hearing clearly.
"I like it." Xu Maoxiu shouted, raising his voice.
Xu Maoxiu laughed, and the laughter became louder and louder. Not only him, but other brothers also laughed.
"like!"
"like!"
"like!"
The shouts in the yard were deafening, accompanied by loud laughter.
But some laughed and some cried.
Li Dashao stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose.
"My bosses are really leaving, and I really can't bear to leave." He choked with sobs.
"Why are you crying? There is no future." Shopkeeper Wu said, "This is a great event. The bosses want to make contributions and become heroes."
Li Dashao nodded and looked up at Shopkeeper Wu.
"Shopkeeper, what are you doing?" he asked, "What are you doing with your head raised?"
"It's nothing, just look at the sky." Shopkeeper Wu said, turning around and continuing to raise his head, "It's a good day..."
As night falls, the noisy chatter and laughter in the yard gradually dissipate.
From lunch to this time, even the brothers who were good drinkers were all drunk.
"Everyone gets drunk without being drunk." Shopkeeper Wu said with a hint of drunkenness, while he and Brother Li Dashao and Jin took the drunken men in the hall back to their rooms one by one, and helped them wash up and change clothes.
Just say goodbye.
Cheng Jiaoniang stood in the corridor to see each other off.
"Thank you for your hard work, shopkeeper," she said.
"It's not hard, it's not hard. People are lucky if they can work hard." Shopkeeper Wu laughed.
I don’t know if they were talking about helping the brothers back to their houses just now, or whether they were talking about running the restaurant in the future.
Anyway, as long as they each understand it.
Li Dashao also nodded with a smile.
It’s not hard. It’s really not hard. It’s really a blessing to be able to work hard like this.
When the Cheng family's banquet dispersed, the Zhou family's banquet was in full swing.
Liu Lang's salute has already been sent to the northwest in advance. He will set off with the newly appointed northwest generals in three days. Tomorrow will be the day for him to go to Xiying.
Compared with the mother's reluctance to part with her youngest son, the boys of the Zhou family are not so sad.
For the Zhou family, this kind of separation is passed down from generation to generation. This is their fate that was destined from the day they were born. They are also preparing for this day.
"...go over there and listen to your uncles..."
"...Things on the battlefield are different from those on the school field. You need to see more and learn more..."
My father and uncles passed on their experience.
"….This is a military book I obtained at a high price. It’s hard to find even a thousand dollars…"
"...Brother, this is the amulet I asked for you..."
Brothers and sisters give each other parting gifts.
The banquet was sumptuous, the singing and dancing were delightful, and the front hall of the Zhou family was very lively, which lasted until late at night.
After washing up, Liulang, whose drunkenness had subsided, did not go to rest, but sat down in the hall.
"Sir, it's getting late, please go to bed early." the maids said.
Liu Lang looked at the gifts placed in the hall, including those from brothers, sisters and friends. Since most of them meant blessings of peace, there was no need to take them away.
"Are these all here?" he asked.
The maid was a little confused when asked.
"Yes, Master, everything collected in the past few days is here." They said, while speculating, "Do you want to bring some, Master?"
Zhou Lang shook his head and waved his hands.
The maids did not dare to ask more questions and bowed before retreating.
Saturday Lang sat alone for a moment, then stood up and moved to some cases, and began to look through these large and small gift boxes.
No, no, no….
Wasn't it because he didn't let him choose his favorite longbow that day, so he got so angry that he stopped interacting with her?
Of course not.
Saturday Lang stopped.
Of course not.
It was me who expressed that she didn’t want to have anything to do with him anymore. He was so smart, how could he not see that...
Saturday Lang lay down on his back, resting his head on his hands and looking at the roof.
The maid in the corridor looked over and looked a little worried.
"Young Master, are you drunk? Why are you sleeping here..." someone whispered.
"Let's see and then talk." Another whispered.
Before he finished speaking, the young man in the hall suddenly sat up again and continued to look through the gift box.
The two maids breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, smiled, lowered their heads and sat down on the porch.
Saturday Lang stopped.
There would be no such thing. That woman didn't even know she was leaving.
Even if you know, it's the same reaction as not knowing.
Liu Lang breathed out, fell back again, raised his feet to push the desks and gift boxes away, and lay down in a comfortable position.
Seeing that the young man in the room had not moved for a long time, the maids called out softly, but no one responded. Then they got up and came in. They saw that the young man lying on the floor had closed his eyes and was sleeping deeply.
He didn't dare to scream and couldn't move, so the maids had to take the quilt and cover him with him, then extinguished the lights in the room one by one and retreated.
In the room under a dim night light, the young man's eyes were brightly opened.
The night is dark and everything is quiet.
The lights in Cheng Jiaoniang's hall were still on, and the maidservant's whispers and laughter, as well as the faint smell of medicine, could be heard inside. After a while, the paper door opened, and the maidservant and Banqin each came out carrying a basket, with Cheng Jiaoniang following behind.
After turning the corridor and entering the backyard, I saw a person sitting on the rock. Apparently he had heard the footsteps and was getting up hurriedly.
"Master Sanlang is awake?" the maid asked with a smile.
"I've had a good sleep." Xu Maoxiu said, with a slight hint of alcohol on his face. He smiled sheepishly and a little surprised, "Why haven't you slept yet?"
"Hang the tea." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The maid and Banqin hurriedly showed the basket in their hands to Xu Maoxiu.
"My wife made it herself."
"..The tea tree given by the Thirteenth Young Master is just enough to pick some..."
Listening to the two maids' harsh words, Xu Maoxiu lowered his head and looked at the tea in the basket seriously.
"Okay, okay, my sister is really amazing." He smiled and nodded.
Cheng Jiaoniang stepped forward and looked at him with a smile.
"So, brother, just go to bed with peace of mind." She said, "Don't worry about my sister."
Xu Maoxiu also smiled and raised his heels.
"However, I'm still worried," he said.
Cheng Jiaoniang didn't speak.
Xu Maoxiu sighed behind him.
"Actually, I know there's no need to worry." He added.
So are you worried or not?
The maid and Banqin, who were a few steps behind, looked at each other and smiled.
"You, go out and play more in the future." Xu Maoxiu said, "Don't always stay at home alone..."
"I'm not lonely." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking back at him and smiling, "Brother, don't worry."
Xu Maoxiu sighed again and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang standing in front of the bamboo mat that Brother Jin had placed. He stretched out his hand, and the maid hurriedly handed him the basket in her hand.
"Although to outsiders, I look very pitiful." Cheng Jiaoniang said, stroking her sleeves as she took out tea from the basket handed by Xu Maoxiu and sprinkled it on it. She smiled again after saying this, "Or, it's terrible, that's all.
What they think is not how I live."
Yes, those are other people's opinions. This woman herself is neither pitiable nor terrible.
Xu Maoxiu smiled.
"It's me who's vulgar," he said.
"So brothers, don't worry." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "You know, I have always lived like this before I met you."
So, without you, I will still live like this.
In fact, it is the day she is used to without you.
What he said was so straightforward that it was a bit embarrassing.
But this is the fact, it doesn’t matter whether you accept it or not, it just exists.
It’s only been a year since I met them.
One year, such an insignificant time.
One year, nothing has changed for her, but for them, their destiny has completely changed.
Xu Maoxiu didn't say anything more, and Cheng Jiaoniang didn't say anything either. One person spread the tea and the other carried the basket. Soon both baskets of tea were scattered.
"Okay, from now on, my sister will have to do this kind of thing alone. I can't help my brother." Xu Maoxiu clapped his hands and said.
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled, bowed and saluted.
"Thank you, brother." she said.
"Go to sleep." Xu Maoxiu said, looking at her, "You have been tired these days."
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded with a smile, bowed her head again, gave a brief salute, turned and walked away.
The maid and Banqin also bowed and followed.
Seeing the woman gradually disappearing under the dim light of the night, Xu Maoxiu did not move for a long time.
When it was getting dark, the maid opened the door gently and was startled.
"Where is the young master?" she shouted, turning around, "Have you seen the young master?"
Other maids rushed over, the hall was empty, and the quilt was thrown aside.
"Did you go to the school grounds?"
"Why didn't you hear..."
"It was still there when I looked at it just now..."
"I'm going to the capital camp today. You're so diligent when you go to the school field..."
At this time, the diligent Liulang was knocking on the door of Cheng's house.
"...Mr. Zhou, is it so early?" Brother Jin said sleepily, holding the door.
"How early is it? It's time to sweep in front of the door, and you're still sleeping!" Zhou Lang shouted with a glare.
Brother Jin was startled and subconsciously went to get the broom. When he came to his senses, Zhou Zuorang had already walked through the door.
Just like hesitating outside the door for half a day, Liu Lang stopped again in the yard.
"What's the matter with you?" Brother Jin followed and asked unhappily, "You haven't gotten up yet."
Liu Lang exhaled, glanced at the quiet courtyard, turned around and walked out the door again.
"Tell your wife that I'm leaving." He said to Brother Jin as he walked, "In the future..."
Before he finished speaking, there was the sound of the door opening behind him.
Liulang couldn't help but stop, but he wanted to go out and disappear immediately.
"What happens next?"
Cheng Jiaoniang's voice came from behind.
Saturday Lang took a deep breath and turned around. When he saw the woman in front of the door wearing homely clothes and not combing her hair, he quickly turned around again.
"From now on, avoid causing more trouble." He said.
There is silence behind you.
He raised his feet and took two steps.
"Oh, you are saying goodbye to me." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Just think whatever you want to think.
Saturday Lang snorted and turned his head.
"Living in the capital is not easy, so please pay attention to yourself," he said.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the woman seem to be smiling.
"Banqin, bring some snacks," she said.
This stinky woman!
Saturday Lang turned around and stared at her.
In the slightly darkened room and the gradually brightening courtyard, standing by the door, standing between the light and darkness, a girl in plain clothes with black hair and a smile on her face was dazzling and hard to look at.
Liu Lang didn't know how he got out. When he came to his senses, he found himself standing on the street with a box of snacks in his hand.
His face suddenly turned red. What he should do now was to throw the box of snacks to the beggars on the roadside or throw them into the river.
The city gate has been opened, and there are gradually more and more people on the street. People with carts, horses, and donkeys are passing by.
Liu Lang looked around, put the small box away in his arms, and took a step forward.
"Morning."
Someone passed by on horseback and dropped a sentence.
"What are you doing sneakily?"
Zhou Lang panicked and was immediately startled.
This sound…
He raised his head and looked at the handsome young man who was galloping ahead of him.
"Hello." He couldn't help but shout.
Qin Shisanlang turned around.
"Is something wrong?" he asked, seeming a little surprised.
Saturday Lang stared at him.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Go out and do some errands." Qin Shisanlang said with a smile. After that, he waved to him and said, "Let's go now."
When he spoke, he did not rein in the horse. When he finished speaking, the man was already ten feet away. At this time, after he finished speaking, he turned around and pinched the horse's belly.
Liu Lang stood there, unable to recover.
Let’s go first…
The people and horses in sight were moving through the crowd, getting further and further away.
"This bastard." He suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "This bastard!"
He said, then ran away.
In the busy city, Qin Thirteenth Lang's horse was not walking fast, and was caught up by Zhou Zulang in a blink of an eye.
"Hey, what are you busy with? You're running so fast." He asked with a smile on the horse.
Saturday Lang stopped beside him and made a sound.
"What are you pretending to be? Get off here." He glared and said.
"Why are you scolding people?" Qin Shisanlang said with a frown.
"Swearing people, I also hit them!" Zhou Lang shouted, reaching out and grabbing him.
Hit someone?
People on the street suddenly looked over with bright eyes.
"Okay, I'll come down by myself." Qin Shisanlang hurriedly smiled and said, "I can't afford to embarrass this person, I can't afford to embarrass that person."
Seeing that the two young men did not fight but walked side by side, the people on the street dispersed with a bit of disappointment.
"I'm really busy." Qin Shisanlang said, "If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly."
"Too busy following me so early in the morning?" Zhou Lang said with a snort.
"Oh, you look beautiful! Why am I following you?" Qin Shisanlang said with a surprised look on his face.
"Okay, I won't lie, and neither can you. Don't think you are so smart. I was just trying to trick you before." Zhou Lang said with a snort, "When I hit your car, you smiled and said it was okay.
It’s okay, you’re still scolding me severely in your heart, who can’t tell?”
Qin Shisanlang laughed.
"Hey, hey, did you really see it?" He asked curiously, "Then why did you accept my appointment?"
"You're a little cripple, I'm afraid of what could happen to you." Zhou Lang said.
"Little cripple, you said you never said this about me." Qin Shisanlang also snorted.
"I'm just lying to you, but you really believe it." Zhou Lang said, and after finishing speaking, he extended his hand, "Let's talk about business, I'm still busy, hurry up."
"What are you doing? What's the business?" Qin Shisanlang asked with a frown.
Zhou Lang sighed and reached out to pick a dagger from his waist. Qin Shisanlang was busy protecting it.
"My, my," he shouted.
Although his legs and feet were healed, they were still not as good as Liu Lang, who had been practicing his martial arts since he could walk. He was snatched away in just three strokes.
This is a seemingly inconspicuous dagger. The scabbard is simple and there are no gems, gold or silver embellishments.
Liu Lang pulled out the knife and clicked his tongue twice.
"Weizhou Duan's knife." He smiled and said with a bit of satisfaction, "It's not bad, and it's sincere to give it as a gift."
Qin Shisanlang laughed on the side.
"What about mine?" he asked.
Liu Lang put the dagger in position and looked at him.
"I accept your gift as the best gift I can give you." He said.
Qin Shisanlang laughed and raised his hand to punch him on the shoulder.
"I'm becoming more and more naughty like your sister!" He laughed.
"Why are you mentioning her properly?" Zhou Lang said, "You'd better give up and stop worrying about her all day long. It's useless."
Qin Shisanlang smiled and did not answer, but patted his belly.
"I came out in a hurry and haven't eaten yet." He said, looking at Liu Lang, his eyes lit up, "You also brought some snacks, they are pretty good, bring them..."
He said and stretched out his hand, but Zhou Lang had already covered the snack and dodged it.
"Eat whatever you want," he said.
"Don't you care about her things?" Qin Shisanlang said with a smile, "Out of sight, out of mind, I will dispose of it for you."
Saturday Lang snorted and dodged again.
"I'm leaving, you take care of her." He said suddenly.
Qin Shisanlang smiled slightly.
"Why does she need me to take care of her?" he said, "I can't even repay her kindness."
Saturday Lang looked ahead and stepped forward.
Qin Shisanlang held the reins in his hand. His horse had not yet been trained to follow Liulang as freely as Liulang.
"There is no one else I can trust or rely on, only you." Zhou Lang said, "It's one thing if you don't have to, but it's another thing whether you have this person or not."
Qin Shisanlang nodded, then shook his head again.
"Are you praising me or flattering me?" he said, reaching out and punching Liulang.
This time Liulang stretched out his arm to block it and punched him again.
"Practice your little body. When I come back from the battlefield, will you still be able to block my punch?" He smiled.
"Don't worry, I'm just ten years behind you." Qin Shisanlang said with a smile, "When you come back, it's not certain who will beat whom."
Saturday Lang curled his lips.
At this time, they had reached the intersection, and Qin Shisanlang stopped.
"Then I'm leaving," he said.
Liu Lang also stood still and nodded.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked again.
"Yes, my father introduced me to my husband, but this gentleman is not easy to take care of. Now I have to go to his place early every day to serve as a disciple." Qin Shisanlang said.
Saturday Lang snorted.
"But it's true that I came to see you off." Qin Shisanlang smiled again and reached out to pat his arm.
Zhou Lang snorted and raised his hand to him.
"I wish you a gold medal." he said.
"Then there is no need to congratulate you." Qin Thirteenth Lang said with a smile. The young man's face was full of confidence in the morning light, and he also raised his hand to Liu Lang, "I wish you to be invincible and achieve military success soon."
"Then there's no need to wish, it's obvious." Zhou Lang raised his chin and said.
Qin Shisanlang laughed loudly, and his two clasped hands touched each other in the air.
Qin Shisanlang got on his horse and headed west, Zhou Lang turned east, and each went off on the bustling street.
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Five thousand five hundred words, two chapters combined into one~
Gathering and separating, they grow together, and the passing away is unstoppable. (To be continued)
