Yongcheng.

One of the most important military cities of the Qin State.

here.

With the most elite Yongcheng Army in the Qin Kingdom, it guards the capital of Xianyang,

A small village in Yongcheng.

Back mountain.

In front of a humble grave.

Kneeling a teenager dressed in coarse linen.

Behind the boy, there is a very cute and beautiful girl with pigtails and a floral dress, about fifteen or six years old.

"Brother Qi, you have not eaten for two days and two nights. If this goes on, your body will not be able to stand it. If your aunt sees you like this in the sky, you will definitely be sad." The girl knelt to face with concern and concern. The juvenile road in front of the grave.

Hear the girl's voice.

The young man sighed and turned his head. There was fatigue and sadness on his pale face, but looking at the girl behind him, he still insisted: "Yan'er, you go back, I'll be fine."

"I just want to spend more time with my mother."

Although the young man's face was extremely pale at this moment, the tears in his eyes seemed to have drained, with two cracks hung, and he looked very weak.

But he looked very handsome, with an awe-inspiring air between his brows, and he was about sixteen or seventeen years old, very young.

"Brother Qi, Auntie has gone."

"If you abuse yourself like this again, if you want to kneel, then I will kneel with you."

The girl said very stubbornly, and then knelt directly beside the boy.

"Yan'er, why are you doing this."

The young man sighed, helpless and touched.

His name is Zhao Qi, and he has lived in Lijia Village in Yongcheng since he was a child.

The girl next to him is called Li Yan'er, a big family in the village.

Compared with Li Yan'er's original surname in this village, Zhao Qi is an outsider. To be precise, Zhao Qi was born after his mother settled in Lijia Village after she became pregnant.

As long as the two people remember, they almost played together and grew up together. It can be said that they are childhood sweethearts.

And at this age, there seems to be some beginning of love.

Looking at the simple tomb in front of him, there is a tombstone set up by Zhao Qi himself.

It reads "The Mausoleum of Dong'er, Zhao's wife, Zhao Qi is a filial son."

Zhao Qi’s mother’s name is Dong’er, but even after so many years, Zhao Qi doesn’t know his mother’s real name. He only knows his father’s surname is Zhao, and he doesn’t know whether it is a family name or a family name, because Zhao Qi has been born since he was born. I have never met my father, and my mother said nothing to him.

But Zhao Qi clearly remembered that whenever his mother was alone, she was mourning alone, obviously missing her father.

My mother has been in poor health and weakness ever since she gave birth to herself.

If people from Lijiacun have been taking care of them all these years, perhaps their mother and Zhao Qi would have starved to death long ago.

Just a few days ago.

After all, Zhao Qi's mother couldn't hold on anymore, and died of the disease.

This also made Zhao Qi lose his only relative.

"I do not care."

"If Brother Qi keeps kneeling, Yan'er will always be with Brother Qi." Li Yan'er said very firmly, Zhao Qi in his smart eyes.

Hear this.

Zhao Qi's eyes were also moved.

"Mother, the child is not filial."

Zhao Qi knocked three heads at his mother's grave, with sadness and nostalgia in his eyes.

Subsequently.

Zhao Qi turned around and helped Li Yan'er up.

"Yan'er, let's go back."

Zhao Qi said softly, and the look in Li Yaner's eyes was full of affection.

"kindness."

Li Yan'er nodded.

Down the mountain.

Back to Lijiacun.

"Qiwazi, don't be sad, your mother is gone, and we are still there,"

"Don't worry, we are all your relatives. Don't be sad."

"Qi Wazi, alas..."

Back in the village, when seeing Zhao Qi's figure, every villager felt relieved with pity.

There are people of the same age, but most of them are elderly.

Lijia Village is small, with a population of only a few hundred, so they are very familiar with each other. The elderly watched Zhao Qi grow up, and his peers grew up together.

Deep feelings.

"Uncles, aunts, and brothers, don't worry."

"I won't be helpless."

Seeing so many people caring about themselves, Zhao Qi's heart is very moved.

People at this time, especially those in the mountain village, are very simple, without the intrigue of later generations. Zhao Qi has been very happy in Lijia Village for more than ten years.

Go home.

"Brother Qi, you wait."

"I'll go back and get you some food."

After arriving at the door of Zhao Qi's house, Li Yan'er said softly, and then quickly turned and left.

"Oh, mother is gone."

"If you are concerned, it is Yan'er, as well as the man who found the man whose mother was concerned about, and asked in person why he abandoned our mother and son in the first place."

"It's been seventeen years since I was reborn in the Warring States world, and I can't go on like this anymore."

"Although it is leisurely to be a commoner, how can you stand out? How can you marry Yan'er in a fair way."

"At the age of seventeen, I have reached the age to enlist in the army."

"Relive a lifetime, if it stays silent like this,"

"Enlisted in the army and got ahead."

Zhao Qi sat quietly in front of the quiet thatched house, thinking to himself.

Just then.

"Ding."

A pleasant electronic sound rang in Zhao Qi's ear.

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