National Juggernaut

Chapter 790 Scars
To cheer up the desperate who long for "rest"?When a person regards death as a kind of longing, no rhetoric is useless.

At this point, the painful sequelae of war are the most obvious. A veteran who has experienced many battles, his "lucky survival" was bought by countless companions. Life is exchanged by countless people, thinking of possible pointers from outside, thinking of being the only "coward", that kind of pressure from the heart will easily defeat any strong person.

One inner temper can survive, but the countless inner trials when alone will eventually drive people crazy.

But just like a bitter soup can be seasoned with honey, the new "hope" from the "bondage of relatives" and "unexpected beauty" may be able to give this extremely bitter taste of life a different color.

Relatives, friends, or future generations can pull them out of the small world where they are indulging in pain and give them new happiness. When the mind and life are full of new and beautiful lives, it is time to recall the "past" Naturally less.

In order to deal with "The End of Sister Yinzi", Zheng Li had prepared this card a long time ago.

"She has lost her only 'blood' relative, so let's find another one for her. Of course, this cannot make up for the pain caused by the loss, but at least there is a little sunshine and a little hope in the secret room full of despair, giving her a life Go down and look forward to seeing more opportunities for a better life.”

The cunning Zheng Li made a decision back then.

What's more cunning is that he chooses the timing to revive Miss Yinzi.

"Yuexia, are you pregnant? You're due in two months?!"

"Yes, Grandma Zeng. Hehe, I don't have any relatives here, and I plan to ask you to be my child's godmother. Is that okay?"

"Godmother? Me?"

Jiang Fengyin looked at her disciple subconsciously. She had a rare panic on her face, but she couldn't hide the smile and joy in her pupils.

am i eligible to be a mother am i eligible to be a mother again
Without words, a certain person knew that this was Sister Yinzi's long-standing heart disease, so he said with a smile:

"Oh, Sister Yinzi, the seniority is too chaotic, too chaotic, but Wen Yuexia, this is indeed a good idea. We all call her Yinzi's mother behind our backs. She is definitely a qualified old lady. Ah! "

Zheng Li, who had been hit by the "old mother's heavy hammer" on the head, smiled bitterly and did not continue, but his goal had been achieved.

Looking at the young woman's slightly bulging belly, the joy and anticipation on the face of the "girl" cannot be concealed.

In September 396 of the new calendar, Wen Yuexia's eldest son was born, and Jiang Fengyin also lived the life of a nanny who changed diapers and prepared feeding bottles for the first time.

Even when she is alone occasionally, she will show sadness, but the crying of the child and the trivial gymnastics thrown to her will leave her with little time to worry.

However, some people's expectations were still in vain.

"Persuade them to reconcile? Why?"

Brother Xiong and Rabbit came to the door privately, hoping that Master could persuade Zheng Li and Xie Ying, but in the end, they only had a half-smile and a half-smile look on their faces.

"I want them to reconcile, will they listen? Even if they do, it's just for the face and not for the heart. More importantly, is it necessary?"

Looking at her two disciples who were stunned, the younger woman shook her head.

"They're adults."

Simple words, even simpler truths.

Both of them are adults, adults with complete personalities who have their own way and way. It is not empty talk that the way is different, but the gap that has been formed between the two is filled with a person's life.

"I don't have the right to ask anyone to forgive anyone, nor do I have the right to force them to sit together. Don't get me wrong, I don't hold grudges against Ah Ying. Even if your Uncle Hai is still alive, he won't hate him, at most he will Sigh 'this kid'."

Jiang Fengyin smiled wryly.

"He is a stubborn child, don't we understand? For him, belief is above everything else, including his own life and his relatives, but now, when he really sacrificed his family for his belief, it is really uncomfortable. It's him, and it's him who doesn't want to let him go. It's okay if he doesn't have a conscience, but now, I'm afraid he's having nightmares every night questioning his original decision, doubting whether his belief is worth it or not."

Not all stories are happyends. People cannot be resurrected after death, and broken emotions are destined not to be put together.

"Tired, no love, that's it."

The brothers and sisters looked at each other face to face, but didn't say anything in the end.

In fact, they have already seen this result, but this is a long-standing thought-"Master is back, everything will return to the original point."

But the reality is that time not only failed to heal the wound, but instead allowed the detached limbs to heal their scars alone, completely losing the possibility of being linked together.

Some things came back, some things and some things, once they happened, it was impossible to come back from the beginning.

Zheng Li has been able to maintain a polite smile to everyone, Xie Ying is still busy, and the two can even say hello when they meet, but the former brotherhood has been completely reduced to a passerby.

But no matter what, Jiang Fengyin's return, as well as the return of ancient heroes, made Feng Mingliu and even the whole city look forward to a better future.

The joy brought by the new life did not last long. As the high-end combat power of the entire Shiqian City entered the overflow stage, the expeditionary force of the Southern Continent entered the start-up stage.
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"Should I go to the second batch of expeditionary forces? Is it a bit early?"

"I know that you want me to mature as soon as possible in the tempering of actual combat, but is the Atel's consumption really enough?"

"Things have changed, I know, I'll think about it."

The natural disaster of the storm always comes sooner than expected, and bad luck rarely sends a messenger with good intentions.

Zheng Li knew that some things could not be stopped.

(End of this chapter)