Gu Rin's farming life

Du Heng felt that he was about to explode.

I knew that those bastards in the imperial court had no good intentions, but I didn't expect that I had to take all precautions, and I still couldn't prevent them from doing evil things, so I died like this.

As a general, although he died on the battlefield, it is a pity that he did not die by the enemy's knife, but by his own hands, a disgrace, an absolute disgrace.

It's a pity that it's useless for him to be angry again, he is dead.

When a person dies, everything ceases.

It's a pity, I originally thought about leaving the battlefield and eating dumplings at Yan Rong's side.

Du Heng was floating in the air, facing his city, feeling a little regretful, and looking at the battlefield full of corpses, he felt even more angry.

Floating on the battlefield for a while, he thought, he is already dead, before the bull-headed horse face comes to seduce the soul, go back and see Yan Rong first, it will be the last time to see him.

When he floated back, he found that Yan Rong was expressionless, confronting his subordinates.

Floating by the side for a while, after understanding the ins and outs of the matter, I realized that it was Yan Rong who wanted his own body. Of course, it was impossible for his subordinates to give it to him, so the two sides confronted each other.

He was shocked by the fact that Yan Rong wanted his body. Before he could express his surprise, Yan Rong had rushed up. It seemed that he had no patience to communicate with his subordinates and directly forced Robbed.

Du Heng disapproved of Yan Rong's robbing, after all, his subordinates were not simple people, Yan Rong would definitely not be able to take advantage of them if he confronted them directly, and he might even be injured.

He was sweating for Yan Rong in his heart, but he couldn't do anything, after all, he was already dead.

Unexpectedly, the next scene was beyond his expectation. He never knew that Yan Rong was so powerful. After a few back and forth, his subordinates were defeated by Yan Rong.

Although it might be because they had just come off the battlefield and were somewhat powerless, but a few of them couldn't beat Yan Rong, Du Heng was really shocked by this.

Yan Rong who snatched the corpse did not delay, and went back with the corpse in his arms.

Du Heng glanced at his subordinates lying on the ground, and found that Yan Rong's actions were more measured, and none of them were seriously injured, so he was relieved, followed Yan Rong and floated past.

Back at the place where Yan Rong lived, Du Heng saw the dumplings on the table at a glance. His anger and depression because of his death has improved a lot, it seems that Yan Rong still has him in his heart.

But after thinking about it, he was a little discouraged, even if Yan Rong had him in his heart, so what, he was dead.

Now that he is dead, Yan Rong might as well not have him in his heart. In this case, Yan Rong will not feel sad because of his death.

Since he was dead, it was useless to think too much, Yan Rong shook his head and drifted towards the inside.

In the inner room, Yan Rong had already taken off his clothes, was carrying a basin of water, and was wringing out a towel, apparently to help him wipe himself off.

His expression was too calm, his eyes were too flat, he didn't have any emotion or popularity, Du Heng felt a little shuddering.

I moved my mouth, wanting to say something, but found that I couldn't say anything, I could only float in the air, looking at him, carefully, and earnestly wiped the blood on his body.

Snowflakes fell outside the window one after another, and a few snowflakes floated in through the open window with the wind, and fell on the floor, bringing a burst of cool air to the room.

As if Yan Rong didn't feel the cold air, she lowered her head and wiped his body.

Du Heng looked at it, feeling inexplicably sad, what he didn't get in his lifetime, but got it after death, his first reaction was not happiness, but a feeling of fate tricking people.

Over there, Yan Rong had already wiped him clean, took out a set of clothes, and changed them for Du Heng.

The clothes are complete, inside and out, from obscene underwear to underwear, outer robe, shoes and socks, everything is available.

Yan Rong dressed Du Heng very carefully. Du Heng was floating in the air, a little shy. After all, he and Yan Rong had never met each other honestly except for the drunken sex. Rong wiped it and put on his clothes again. If he hadn't died, his face would have turned red.

The more he thought about it, the more shy he became. He couldn't help but float over again, and didn't dare to look at it again. When he floated over again, Yan Rong had already dressed him and was combing his hair.

After tidying up Du Heng, Yan Rong got up and poured off the residual water, and carefully washed his hands clean, then put away the dumplings on the table, turned and went into the kitchen.

Yan Rong was still calm, draining water in an orderly manner, living, cooking dumplings, and preparing ingredients.

Soon he cooked the dumplings, took a plate, put it on the table, put the seasonings, quickly cooked a few more dishes, set up the bowls and chopsticks, and the wine glasses, then he carried Du Heng out and sat opposite on the chair.

I put a few dumplings in the bowl in front of Du Heng, poured wine, then sat back in my seat, poured wine, picked a dumpling, dipped it in the seasoning, stuffed it into my mouth, took a bite, and ate it with a blank expression Go down, "delicious."

Seeing that Yan Rong didn't respond, he glanced at Yan Rong's tightly closed eyes and said, "Don't you want to eat dumplings? Eat it."

After waiting for a while, he didn't get a response, so he put another dumpling into Du Heng's bowl, then picked one up himself, and ate it expressionlessly, before boasting, "It tastes good."

Just like that, he took one for Du Heng, then ate one for himself, boasted, picked another, ate another, boasted, and after a while, the dumplings on the plate were empty, and the bowl in front of Du Heng was also piled up. Bowl of dumplings.

Yan Rong twitched the corner of her mouth, as if she was about to laugh, but she didn't laugh, she just said softly, "You say you, I put 7 copper coins in the dumplings, and they all went to your side."

Du Heng knew that when eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year, a few copper coins should be wrapped in the dumplings. Whoever eats them will be blessed and lucky, and will get rich if they are lucky.

He also knew that, in fact, whoever eats this, the dumpling makers must know about it, they will make a mark on the dumplings, and they will be sure to pinch each one when they are sandwiched.

These dumplings were made by Yan Rong. He must know which ones have copper coins. He probably did this to give himself the so-called good luck.

Du Heng suddenly felt uncomfortable. As a soldier, he had already prepared for the shroud in horse leather, so when he knew that he was dead, he didn't feel sad except for some anger and regret.

But at this moment, he felt extremely sad. He died, and there would be no more him in the world. He used to think that he still had a lot of time, and he could slowly move Yan Rong. There is no future.

Even knowing that Yan Rong has him in his heart is useless, he is gone.

The more Du Heng thought about it, the more sad he became. He looked up at Yan Rong, only to find that he was eating vegetables, and tears came down while he was eating.

Looking at the tears on Yan Rong's face, Du Heng only felt heartbroken. If he hadn't been just a soul body now, he might have shed tears too.

Sensing the coldness on his face, Yan Rong wiped his face, and saw the wetness of his fingertips, he was a little at a loss, as if he didn't understand why there was water on his fingertips, and looking at Du Heng opposite, he was even more at a loss .

Putting down his chopsticks, he lowered his head, expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

Du Heng managed to suppress the sadness in his heart, but when he turned his head, he found Yan Rong with his head down. He floated over, wanted to touch Yan Rong's shoulder, but passed through him.

Glancing at his transparent hand, Du Heng once again realized that he was dead.

When a person dies, nothing can be done.

Du Heng felt sad for a while, wanted to touch Yan Rong but couldn't, so he could only float over and lay on Yan Rong's body, as if two people merged into one.

Yan Rong hung his hair down for a while, and when he raised his head again, the food on the table was cold, and he had no desire to eat anymore, so he got up and cleaned up the dishes. He didn't wash the dishes, but just washed his hands. He came over and hugged Du Heng and went back to sleep.

Tonight is New Year's Eve. Even after the war, the people in the city still set off firecrackers as a good omen, and there was a burst of firecrackers outside.

Yan Rong was lying on the bed with Du Heng in his arms, when he heard the sound of firecrackers, he thought that he had prepared firecrackers, so he simply got up and set off firecrackers in the yard. As for fireworks, there was never such a thing in Mobei Bitter Cold.

After setting off firecrackers, he didn't know how to stay in the house, so he sat in the yard and listened to the sound of firecrackers in the distance, one by one.

The snowflakes fell and fell between his eyebrows and hair, and soon a white layer was accumulated, and the ones that had fallen for a long time had already melted, and fell along his cheeks to the neck.

Soon, his hair and collar were wet.

Du Heng floated beside him, watching him sitting motionless in the wind and snow.

Even though they were so close, they couldn't communicate.

The next day, Du Heng's subordinates gathered in front of Yan Rong's courtyard again, begging for Du Heng's body, and were beaten out by Yan Rong again.

After repelling those people, Yan Rong took Du Heng to enjoy the snow and drink in the yard again.

On the third day, Du Heng's subordinates gathered in front of Yan Rong's courtyard and were beaten out again.

Then Yan Rong brought Du Heng to cook wine and admire the plum blossoms again.

Day four, day five, day six...

Repeatedly focus, type out, and take Du Heng to drink and enjoy the flowers and snow.

These things were all things that Du Heng wanted to do with Yan Rong in the past, but Yan Rong refused. After his death, Yan Rong took him to do them all.

On the seventh day, the so-called first seven.

On this day, Yan Rong still beat out the people who had gathered in front of the courtyard, then cooked a meal by himself, put Du Heng at the table, and then went back to the house to hide under the blanket.

Of course he didn't want to do this, but he heard people say that when the deceased returns for the first seven days, it's best not to let him see his family, otherwise it will make him miss and affect his reincarnation.

He naturally didn't want Du Heng to wander around the world after death, becoming a lonely ghost.

Du Heng also understood the meaning of what he did, but he felt that even if he couldn't see Yan Rong, he would still be concerned about not wanting to be reincarnated. He wanted to keep watching him, even in the form of a lonely ghost.

After the seventh day, when Yan Rong gathered Du Heng's subordinates again, he didn't beat them out, but discussed Du Heng's affairs with them.

Of course Du Heng's subordinates didn't want Yan Rong to intervene, but they couldn't beat Yan Rong, so in the end they could only listen to Yan Rong and held a simple but grand funeral for Du Heng.

In fact, Du Heng's body should be sent back to the capital, but Yan Rong refused, and no one here could beat him, so he could only follow his wishes.

After burying Du Heng, Yan Rong got very drunk. After being drunk, he fell asleep for three full days. After waking up, he returned to his previous appearance, but Du Heng knew that he had changed, and some things were no longer there. same.

Sure enough, after waking up, Yan Rong started his steps of revenge, for his family, for Du Heng, for the Rong people, and for the court.

Du Heng can understand the war against the Rong people, but Du Heng doesn't understand the war against the imperial court. After all, in his opinion, whether it is himself or Yan Rong's family members, they are all victims of party struggles and want revenge. It should be a hostile party, but how could it be the entire court?

He is open-minded and upright, so he is not like Yan Rong. Yan Rong's heart is already cold and very cold. In his opinion, no matter whether it is a faction or a foreign enemy, it is the emperor's incompetence and incompetence that caused this. Everything, and what he has to do is to catch the emperor and his courtiers in one go.

Of course, it is impossible for Yan Rong to start a war directly. The war between him and the court is going on in an invisible place.