Wife is an enemy general

Under the bloody setting sun, fragmented corpses were everywhere.

The whole battlefield was full of chaos, horns and drums contending, bloodshed and oars.There is no difference between enemy and friendly army in the eyes of those who are red-eyed from fighting.

Surrounded by swords whizzing by, and hot and sticky blood on his body, Li Mu no longer remembered how long he had been fighting on this battlefield, he just waved the weapon in his hand numbly, even though he was already too tired to lift his hand.

A rooster crows in the deep mountains, dimming the shadows of swords and swords, and the drums and horns contend in the distance.

Covered in cold sweat, Li Mu struggled to sit up from the bed, panting heavily, trying to dispel the cruel battlefield full of blood in his dream just now.

But it didn't help, the fishy-sweet smell still filled his nostrils when he breathed.

He was sitting on the bed with his forehead propped on one hand, his long hair brushed messily on his face covered in cold sweat, his sword-like black eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his face showed pain.The pupils, like the cold stars on a winter night, are covered with a layer of frost, with a bit of alienation and a bit of coldness that makes it hard to see clearly.His pale thin lips pursed into an icy arc.

When he was silent, his body was cold and murderous, as if even the air was quiet.

After a while, Li Mu lifted the quilt, picked up his shoes, and went out of the house to the yard.

There was frost in the mountains in the morning, and when Li Mu went out, his sight was covered with white mist.The misty fairy mist and the near view of the distant mountains make this small village in the mountains a bit ethereal, but what is more intuitive is the coldness.

The temperature in the mountains is low, and it is still freezing in the spring weather.

Standing in the courtyard with bamboo fence, Li Mu took a deep breath, letting the cold morning light pour into his chest.

He went to the well to fetch water, and washed in the cold well water in April. He didn't wipe his face until he had washed away the blood he smelled in his dream, and went back to the house to put on his coat and put on his shoes.

After leaving the fenced yard, Li Mu started jogging along the path.

He ran all the way down along the narrow path under his feet, ran through most of the village, and after leaving the village, there was a forest.The road in the middle of the forest is not easy to walk, sometimes steep and sometimes narrow.It took some time to go around and get out of the woods, even if we reached the foot of the mountain.

After descending the mountain, go west along the river for a few miles, pass through the green bamboo forest, and within a hundred steps, you can see a town.The town is very large, the largest and most prosperous town nearby.

It doesn't look far from their village to the town, but the round trip takes at least two or three hours.

Everyone in the village said they didn't like to go, but in fact they didn't dare to go.

If you go to other villages to go to the town, you can take a bullock cart, but they are on the mountain, in the corner of the mountain, and you have to go up and down the mountain by yourself. When you go down the mountain, you can take a boat or rent a carriage. That stuff is so expensive!

The cost of traveling back and forth is enough to buy half a catty of rice.

Stepping with dew-stained feet, stepping across a piece of green grass, the foot of the mountain is in front of you.

Li Mu's running habit was formed after he came back, and he couldn't sleep.After winning the battle and just at the end of his military service, Li Mu, a veteran soldier, was sent home. This should have been a good thing, but when he returned home, Li Mu couldn't enjoy his leisurely life.

Those days in the barracks were too deep, and the scenes of swords, lights, swords and shadows flowing into rivers of blood were too clear. Every time he woke up, he seemed to hear the battle chant and see the pool of blood.

He couldn't sleep, and sometimes he could lie on the bed with his eyes open for two hours. Later, he developed the habit of getting up and jogging in the morning, exhausting his energy, and maybe he could sleep well at night.

After running to the foot of the mountain, Li Mu turned back and ran up the mountain.

When he went up the mountain again, the hostility on Li Mu's body had dissipated, and he was quite elegant and bookish in a white-washed blue shirt.

At this moment, most of the people in the village had already woken up, gathered in twos and threes to fetch water and wash in their own yard, and the familiar ones would say hello to Li Mu running sweaty.

The frost dissipated and the village brightened up.There were more voices in the small village, and it became lively.

After entering the village, Li Mu slowed down and ran towards the place where he lived. When he passed the village ancestral hall, a group of half-grown children suddenly rushed out from the corner.

Seeing Li Mu, several children surrounded him happily.

"Hey, Li Mu, I heard from my father that you are going to get married today?" one of the older girls asked, pointing at Li Mu.The female baby is the granddaughter of the village chief, the king of children in the village.

Li Mu took a look at these little devils, didn't speak, and continued to run towards his home.Probably Li Mu restrained his hostility so that the children would not be afraid, so a group of people gathered around and ran with him.

"I also heard my mother say that, are you really going to marry a wife?" A child with two snotty noses was still giggling, and he was a little embarrassed when he mentioned the word "wife".

The children next to me heard this and started laughing too.

Their village is small, and happy events are rare. Occasionally, in the eyes of children, it is like Chinese New Year.

"Li Mumu, what does your wife look like? Does she look good?" Another child ran up to Li Mu.

"God boy, what do you care about what his wife looks like?" The leading girl pointed at his forehead and poked, "Why, you want to marry a wife too?"

"Hahaha... Goofy is ashamed and wants to marry a wife!" The children next to him immediately became lively, clapping their hands and laughing one by one, and quarreled around the blushing child.

Li Mu ignored them, turned the corner and ran towards his small yard, and just outside the fence of the yard, an old voice came from the side.

"Still running?" An old man with gray hair who seemed to be at least forty or fifty walked towards this side.

"Uncle Hong." Li Mu opened his mouth.

Li Mu doesn't like to pay attention to people. Although he usually looks gentle, refined and calm like water, he is actually a kind of cold-tempered, unrestrained and free-spirited person.

After what happened a few years ago, he didn't care about other people in this village, only this gray-haired old man, he would willingly call him uncle.

Uncle Hong was already a little old and walked slowly. After he followed Li Mu into his yard, he took out a bunch of things from his pocket and stuffed them into Li Mu's hands.

"Here are some happy characters I cut out last night. I will get some rice paste later, and I still have to stick it where it should be." Uncle Hong started wandering around the small house of Li Mu's house as he spoke. , Thinking about which places are suitable for sticking the word "Happy".

Li Mu put the red paper on the table, "You know, I don't need these."

Uncle Hong stopped in his tracks. He had old cold legs, and it was hard to endure such a humid day.

Li Mu had already walked to the ancient well in the yard, he fetched water, and when he entered the bathroom, he poured water on his body with the bucket.After running back and forth up and down the mountain, even though his physical strength could withstand it, his body was already dripping with sweat.

Sweat mixed with mist drenched the robe, sticking to his body sticky, highlighting his good figure trained in the barracks.

By the time Uncle Hong took a look around the room and thought about it, he had already showered and put on clean clothes.

"Why are you still wearing this? Didn't I give you a better set of old clothes yesterday? Wear that! You're already married, and you're still so casual." After finishing speaking, Uncle Hong walked towards the kitchen of Li Mu's house, preparing to find it by himself. The word "Happy" was written in rice paste.

Li Mu looked at the old clothes he had worn for several years, he straightened the hem and straightened the wrinkles, instead of changing clothes, he followed into the kitchen.

Uncle Hong wandered around Li Mu's kitchen for a long time but couldn't find the rice paste, so he went back to his own house to get some rice paste, and then unfolded the "囍" character Li Mu put on the table and began to brush the paste on the back.

Seeing that he was determined to post it, Li Mu walked into the yard and looked at his dilapidated house with only four rooms including the kitchen, and said, "How about posting two doors? Just post two meanings."

He didn't expect much from this marriage. The village headed the village to make it up for him, but in the end it was the village head's family who were responsible for it. The matchmaker told him by that family was not a defect. He should be lucky that he has few arms and legs.

Thinking of this incident, Li Mu was a little annoyed, and there was a bit of murderous aura in his black eyes as cold as cold stars in the middle of the night.

If he hadn't had to come back because of something, he would definitely never go back to this village.

Uncle Hong went out with the red "囍" character, looked by the door to find the right direction, and pasted the words in his hand on it bit by bit. He pasted it very seriously, as if he wanted to put this book Just cut the well-cut Chinese characters and paste them more beautifully.

"Uncle Hong knows that you are wronged, but you are not wronged about this matter. It is not a bad thing to have someone who can accompany you and share those trivial things with you." After posting, Uncle Hong went into the room to brush rice milk.

Li Mu didn't speak, he entered the house and helped brush the rice milk.

"This matter is the intention of everyone in the village. Everyone raised the money bit by bit. It's because the village chief's family has a heart, and they don't dare to make trouble in front of the whole village." Uncle Hong spoke to comfort Li Mu.

Five or six years passed in a flash, and Li Mu was still a young child five or six years ago, otherwise he wouldn't have let those people do those things.It's different now, when Li Mu just came back, he was so fierce that everyone in the village was more or less afraid of him.

"En." Li Mu responded.

In fact, he doesn't reject the matter of getting married. He has to deal with the dead all day long. After a long time, he really misses the days when the children and wives are hot on the bed.Even if it's just two people living in peace and living together, it's better than dying on the battlefield.

He never wanted to fight this battle again.

What he rejected were those who arranged for him.

Looking at simple and honest people, when they really do immoral things, they will not be soft at all.They are all selfish people, by nature.

"You weren't supposed to serve in the military back then, but the village treated you badly..." Uncle Hong didn't stop after pasting the word "囍" on the door. He cut a lot last night, as if he was going to paste it everywhere in Li Mu's house. thing.

In today's war-torn era, military service is almost tantamount to death. For example, Li Mu, who has completed military service and is still alive without missing arms or legs. Look at him more often.

Li Mu let him post the happy word, and didn't persuade him any more.

"I'm old and talk a lot..." Uncle Hong took a deep breath, and after he finished pasting the happy letter on his hand, he turned to look at Li Mu, "Don't leave it here, go and change your clothes quickly. Remember to put Tidy up your room, don't live like you are alone..."

Seeing Li Mu walking into the house, he couldn't help but remind him again, "Be gentle, and the auspicious time will come later, and the bride will be delivered."