Li Xu just wanted to speak, but Mrs. Li stopped him.
Mrs. Li smiled and spoke again: "Listen to mother, no one is as good as you in mother's heart. When it comes to the young talents of Zhou Dynasty, even though Lord Song is majestic, he was granted the title of Changzhou by the emperor at a young age.
Everyone looked envious of him, but my mother felt that he was not even half as good as my son.
Mother only hates that she doesn’t have much ability and can’t help you.”
"Mom, don't say that," Li Xu said, "Mother is doing her best, and her son knows that. Among the brothers in the family, I am the only one who has been weak since I was a child, and my mother is always worried about me."
Mrs. Li's hand trembled slightly, and after a while she raised her head and looked at Li Xu: "You are different from my brothers. Although you were weak when you were young, you rarely let your mother worry when you grow up."
While the mother and son were saying this, Fourth Master Li walked into the room.
Mrs. Li immediately raised her face and looked at Mr. Li: "You brothers, sit down while I go to the kitchen to see if the food is ready."
After walking out of the house, Mrs. Li went straight to the big kitchen.
"Madam, everything is ready. Don't worry!" The mother in charge stepped forward and whispered, "Nothing will go wrong."
I hope this storm will pass soon.
Mrs. Li breathed a sigh of relief: "It will be peaceful when we get home. I don't ask for anything else. I just want to be able to get back our own things in an upright manner."
It's extremely dark tonight.
After the strong wind passed, it was so cold that it felt like it was a winter night again.
In the corner of the broken Taoist temple outside the capital, a figure huddled up. Although there were still many things to do in the past two days, he just couldn't sleep. He was thinking about his wife and children. They didn't know what they were doing now or whether they could survive.
He went through life and death in the army, making mistakes every step of the way, and now he has fallen into this fate. I don’t know who to blame.
There was a sound of footsteps.
General Han Shen was on guard and clenched the sword in his hand.
"It's too cold," the man muttered. "Fortunately, there is a Taoist temple here. Is there anyone inside? Can I go in and hide for a while?"
Han Shenjiang didn't say anything. He had seen many such refugees sleeping outdoors during this period, so he would naturally not attack a refugee.
People outside slowly walked in.
General Han Shen didn't want to pay attention to the man, but he didn't want the man to go to the corner and fumble around for a while, and then a torch lit up in the darkness.
The light from the torch came straight over, and Han Shenjiang couldn't help but frown.
"Hey, there's someone else."
Han Shenjiang squinted his eyes and tried to follow the light of the fire, but unexpectedly the torch was lifted again, making his eyes golden and unable to see anything else.
"What are you doing?" Han Shenjiang said coldly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know there was anyone else here," the man apologized immediately, "I thought I would burn incense when I entered the Taoist temple and thank the old god for his protection, but I didn't expect that."
Han Shenjiang was unwilling to talk to such a person. He hid back and lowered his head, hoping that the person would understand and not speak again.
The man found a stick of incense from somewhere, put it in the incense burner, and then lit a fire.
Han Shenjiang looked at these with cold eyes and let out a sigh of relief in his heart. The man was finally going to sleep.
"Hey, are you hungry?"
Han Shenjiang didn't say anything, but he smelled the scent of meat on his nose.
"I have meat here, would you like a bite?"
Han Shenjiang frowned.
"Are you thirsty? It's not easy to be homeless. You have to eat before you finish."
Han Shenjiang pursed his chapped lips.
What he couldn't bear more than hunger and thirst was the man's noise. He was exhausted both physically and mentally. Couldn't he just find a place to feel sorry for himself?
How much God hates him to arrange this.
Han Shenjiang felt a rage in his heart. If the man said anything else, he would punch him and knock him out.
"Seeing how pitiful you are, I'll give you something."
The man came over slowly.
Han Shenjiang clenched his fists.
A piece of meat and half a packet of peanuts.
"Want a drink?"
When Han Shenjiang saw these things, he suddenly felt a little wary in his heart. How could a refugee have so many things? Why did that person suddenly appear here?
Was he careless from the beginning?
"You don't want any?"
Han Shenjiang began to look at the man carefully. He couldn't see the man's face clearly in the darkness, but his steps were steady and his footing was not heavy. He was obviously good at boxing and kicking.
If you dare to come late at night, you must be a master.
Sweat gradually formed on General Han's forehead. What was this man doing? To kill him, or to arrest him and send him to the Yamen.
General Han Shen's hand grasped the long sword.
"I don't want anything."
The man's chest suddenly moved, and Han Shenjiang subconsciously raised his arms to stop him.
"What about Bunny?"
Han Shenjiang was shocked to find a rabbit escaping from the man's arms, and the furry mass was struggling restlessly in the man's hands.
The man didn't seem to see the long sword in his hand, but came over in a mean manner: "I caught it on the roadside. It's warm in my arms. In this weather, nothing is more comfortable than carrying a rabbit in my arms."
Yes, you come and try?"
Han Shenjiang finally couldn't help shouting: "Get out of here."
The man was startled, and then said in a strange and authentic voice: "Without food, drink, and warmth, I have no desire to live.
No wonder he has a death look on his face."
Han Shenji watched helplessly as the man returned the rabbit to his arms. He didn't know what to do for a moment. Who was this person in front of him?
"We are both fallen people from the end of the world," the man said again, "Sir, I have been chased by my father all day long, and my sister was also taken away. Now I have no home. Aren't I still working hard to live?
If you have any sad things that you can't think of, you might as well talk to me, and I will advise you. It's better to die than to live. Why rush to reincarnate? Maybe the next child will be a pig fetus."
Han Shenjiang felt depressed. Is this an exhortation? When he heard this, he just wanted to crash to death.
"Who are you?"
"man."
Han Shenjiang only felt his blood rushing to his head, that's all. No matter who the opponent was, it was the same to him. There was no second way to go. He drew out the long sword beside him.
It's better to commit suicide than to be humiliated.
Han Shen will point the blade at his neck.
"Come quickly," Xu Qing'an suddenly shouted, "Defang, come quickly. I didn't arouse his desire to live. Instead, he wanted to commit suicide."
If this thing is not done well, my sister will definitely be angry if she finds out, and my brother-in-law is even more petty, so he might not be allowed to climb the wall next time.
General Han Shen's arm was pulled, and he couldn't break free for a moment. He was right, this man's boxing and kicking skills were indeed good.
While the two people were fighting, several figures also entered the Taoist temple.
Seeing this situation, Han Shenjiang felt even more sad and angry, and suddenly pushed Xu Qing'an away.
"Where are your wife and children?"
A woman's voice came: "Did you arrange it properly, or did it fall into the hands of others? It seems that you are not willing to take the blame."