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Fu Junmao remembered that today was the [-]th day since meeting him.

Before I knew it, I had been by his side for a hundred days.Time flies, spring goes and summer comes, recalling those things that day, recalling the sword that pierced the chest that day, recalling the faint sad eyes he looked at himself at the beginning, like a dream.Although a hundred days have passed, things are just like yesterday.

Being by his side is always so happy, always so fresh and always so fulfilling.

My life has never been so interesting, I have never been so happy, if possible, I would really like to go on like that forever.

After a month period he didn't mention and didn't let himself go maybe forgot he was too busy.Those refugees and people always have so many things for him to do. He not only has to provide them with food and drink, but also helps them think about how to spend their days and how to make them live better, live more comfortably and eat more. Dress warmer... He was so busy that he didn't even talk to himself, he always walked back and forth sweating profusely, and he was always busy until late at night before coming back tired to rest.

He is very capable, but within a few months, he resettled thousands of homeless refugees to live comfortably Everyone survived. Everyone who survived lived a truly fulfilling life. Although they are still poor now, they are very happy and have become united like never before. They also know that only by uniting can they live better.

All this he brought to them.

He is almost omnipotent, gathering herbs, curing diseases, hunting, cooking, reclamation, planting, breeding, building... He can also do things that ordinary people can't know.For example, when burning soil, a kind of black soil is dug out from the ground and he can use it as firewood.No matter how I burn it, I can't burn it, but he can not only burn it, but also burn it vigorously. Even if I add a lot of yellow mud to make a piece, it is better than adding nothing by myself.

He is attentive and rebellious.Although no one cares about messy beards, no refugees will pay attention to their appearance, but he carefully noticed that he let them groom their beards so hard to comb and let them shave them. Shouzhi's parents dare not harm that kind of Confucianism.He shaved off the heads of all the children, most of the boys were shaved and only a little bit was left to cover their foreheads, and the little girls had their hair braided.The same goes for adults, as long as they are sick or people with limited mobility, he will cut off their heads, even women.

Although the work during the day made everyone so tired that they couldn't straighten their backs, he took a bath in the river every day and taught children to swim, regardless of whether they were male or female.This kind of weird thinking not only contradicts the Confucian master, but even a foreigner himself dare not agree with it, but all the refugees regard him as a god and obey him.

Now a full hundred days have passed, he doesn't have to be so busy anymore, he doesn't have to do a lot of things every day, because everything will be done in an orderly way, he just needs to look at it every day, even if he doesn't look at those refugees, he will follow There is no need to think too much about what he taught step by step.

Although he is very happy to spend more time with him, he still rarely talks to himself because he is practicing martial arts hard.

After playing against him, I was the happiest time because he would accompany me for a walk. When I was happy, I would sing a song or two that I didn’t quite understand. I really wanted to go on like this for the rest of my life, but...

I also know that is impossible.

One hundred days Today is the one hundred days since I met him, but it will also be the time when I leave.

He said he had more things to do and he had to leave.

On this warm spring day, I am leaving.Although he tried his best to stay by his side, his will could not be reversed at all, and he must have his own reasons for doing so.There must be some reason why he wants to go back by himself. Although he can't understand it, he also knows what he said and what he asked himself to do can't be wrong.

Fu Junmai sat quietly in the small bamboo hut, quietly watching the countless children outside in the open space where they were practicing, and felt a burst of reluctance.

This small valley used to be a desolate and uninhabited small valley a few months ago, but now there are thousands of people, men, women and children. A person with a family is a person who works and gets something.Relying on his leadership, they built their own homes with their own hands, supported themselves, and made themselves live happily. Smiles appeared on their originally sad faces, just like this valley changed a new look and became more beautiful. Vibrant and full of life.

This small mountain village full of laughter was built with its own efforts and things built by itself. At least this small bamboo house was built entirely by its own strength, and it was the first of all the houses built. .

There is even a home he built by himself.

And he builds countless individual homes.

Although the people here are all Han Chinese, I can't hate it at all.They are friendly, they are simple, they are simple and honest, they are sincere, they are enthusiastic, as soon as they go out, countless people will greet them, countless people will nod and smile to them, children will run behind them, and some will save themselves Give yourself a pastry or something small to express your love for yourself.No matter men, women, old or young, they all regard themselves as their relatives, and their care and sincerity are things they have never felt before.

If one day someone wants to attack and hurt them, I believe that I will stand by their side, just like helping my own people. Although they are Han people, they are more like their relatives now.

Fu Junmao sat quietly and watched him who was teaching those children to practice.

She knew that if she left, she would never see him again for an unknown number of days, and now she could take one more look at him.

Xu Ziling stopped his exercises and waved his hands to let the children rest and play by themselves while turning around and walking towards Fu Junmao.Fu Junmao was looking at him and he was also looking at Fu Junmao. The two of them were relatively silent.Tears suddenly appeared in Fu Junmao's eyes, and a few teardrops, like broken pearls, quickly fell from her cheeks. There were almost no traces on her smooth jade face, but there was a wet mist in her beautiful eyes.

She didn't cry she was strong.

At least she pretended to be very strong in front of him, she didn't want him to see her tears.

Xu Ziling sat down and sat beside her, quietly accompanying her until the sky gradually darkened and blurred. He kept quietly accompanying her, and his hand also held hers all the time.

People who work outside have finished their day's work and are preparing to enjoy the dinner they have labored with their own hands. Everyone who passes by the window will bow to Fu Junmao farewell.They knew she was leaving, they knew she was leaving, they knew she was a Korean woman, but no one disrespected this foreign woman, this small village was built together by this foreign woman and Xu Shaoxia, without her we would not be today .Although she is a woman of a different race, she is an example for all women to learn from, because she is the first to support Xu Shaoxia's arrangement. Only she has never doubted Xu Shaoxia's ability.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, Xu Ziling suddenly stood up. He gently hugged Fu Junmei behind her, making her numb for a while, and then took her jade finger and pointed outside, saying, "Everyone is waiting for us to leave."

Fu Junmao bit her cherry lips and nodded firmly, she also stood up, she looked at Xu Ziling, stretched out her hand and gently stroked his face, opened her arms to him, gave up her usual shyness and restraint, embraced him tightly, and gave up her usual strength and self-control Let the tears flow endlessly... He kissed her cheek, kissed away her tears, kissed her cherry lips, and wrapped her tightly with affection...

All the people came out and lined up quietly, even the most naughty children on weekdays silently stood at the entrance of the village to see her off quietly.

Xu Ziling took her by the hand and led her in front of them, just like he brought her to them that day, and now he took her away in the middle of them.The men nodded heavily to Fu Junmao, just like the promises they made to her on weekdays, and the women gave blessings, hoping that through their pious wishes, she could have a safe journey.

The children also became well-behaved and not as naughty as usual. They all bowed to her and thanked her for her careful teaching over the past few months.

The old people prepared two bowls at the entrance of the village, although they contained not wine but water, but after Fu Junmao drank it, a wave of heat circulated all over his body. The mellow affection was more touching and intoxicating than wine.

Xu Ziling held her hand all the way through one mountain after another, all the way and all the way, he didn't let go.

The moon in the sky is slanting towards the west, and the morning stars are Liao Liao, and there is a trace of fish belly in the east, and the white morning dew begins to moisten the clothes and ends of the two of them silently.Before he let go of his hand, he kept holding her, and he stayed with her all the time. Although he was speechless all the way, Fu Junmao felt very satisfied. She knew how he felt for her, and she knew his heart very well.

He couldn't bear her, even though he didn't say it, but she knew it.

"If I told you the location of Duke Yang's treasure house, would you give up conquering our people?" Fu Junmao asked suddenly.