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The young man nodded vaguely, no matter what his mother said, he nodded.This attitude made Yang helpless, so he had to let him go.Before leaving, he warned: "You must pay attention? Do you know?"

Seeing her son fleeing, Yang shook her head helplessly, her son is just too thin-skinned.

When Shen Junxi heard this from his mother, he didn't dare to tell Song Jingwei, let alone mention such things as dissatisfaction and stealing a man.It's just that from now on, whenever I get intimate outside, I will pay extra attention to the people around me. Of course, if it is not suitable, I will create opportunities to be suitable.

Besides, after a temporary victory, the panic of the people in the village against the enemy's attack is no longer so serious.They gradually believe that through their own efforts, everyone can still survive this catastrophe.

There are many people who enthusiastically stand up to help the public, and there are many people who say good things about Mr. Shen's family.On the contrary, there are many people who say that Erbaozi's family is not good. They are all waiting for Erbaozi's family to come out and express their views on whether to continue to participate or move out of the scope of everyone's activities.

Erbaozi's family is also worrying about this issue. If no one urges them, and they don't talk about them outside, they don't need to express their opinion, just stay here.But the people in the village, everyone has a sharp mouth, and their mouth can kill people.

Er Baozi's mother said, "They were all deceived by others. Why don't they take their own lives seriously? Are you proud of going out to kill the enemy at the risk of losing your life?"

It's a pity that no one picked up on what she said, and the family has been silent these days.

"Baozi, did you say something? Mother is asking you?" Er Baozi's mother said, seeing that everyone ignored her, she went to ask Er Baozi.

"Mother, is it useful for me to speak? Will you listen to me if you ask me?" Er Baozi said, "Since you don't, why ask?"

Er Baozi's mother stared at him with wide eyes, and then said: "So, you are all blaming me? Are you ignoring me? It was my fault that I called you back..." As she spoke, her eyes turned red.

"Mother, please don't be like this, okay?" Er Baozi's headache was tight, his mother loved to cry, and she would cry for you every now and then, but his father liked this very much and always let his mother.

No, Er Baozi's father came over to comfort him and said, "We're not blaming you, we're just thinking about what to do? We've moved, where should we move?"

"Why should we move? Why don't we move? They don't dare to do anything." Er Baozi's mother said, as if no one could do anything to me.

"If we don't move, people outside will point fingers, and our family's reputation will be stinky if we go to the village in the future." Er Baozi's father said, it doesn't matter if Song Jingwei is the only one who puts pressure on his family, but now It's not okay that the whole village has opinions on his family.

"..." Er Baozi's mother is also a face-saving person. She has nothing to say and is worried when she hears the words, but she can't move. She is afraid of death, so what if she moves out?She tugged at her husband's sleeve and said, "How about we go and beg the daughter-in-law of the Shen family to let us live? Let us move away, isn't it forcing us to death?"

Er Baozi's father thought it was bad, but he was so entangled by his wife that he had no choice but to agree.

Not long after, Erbaozi's family brought gifts and went to the door of the Shen family's big house.

Seeing their large and small bags, Mrs. Yang hurried in to inform her son and daughter-in-law.She said to Song Jingwei with a strange expression: "What is Er Baozi's family trying to do? The whole family is big, and they still have big bags?"

Song Jingwei knew what his family wanted to do as soon as he guessed, and said to Yang: "Go out and have a look first, maybe you are asking for help." Isn't there a lot of talk about Er Baozi's family recently, and you can hear it when you go out, so Song Jingwei knows.

"Oh, so that's the case." Yang Shi also knew it, and she suddenly realized: "This is definitely not acceptable. Our family doesn't do that kind of thing, and we can't accept gifts from them."

Song Jingwei agreed: "Mother is right, this time you finally got tough. Because this matter is not just about the two families, but about the whole village." If the people in the village don't know, it's okay to say, the problem is Now it has risen to the problem of the whole village.

"Hi! Well, my mother is not the kind of person who can't figure it out, but I was scared when I saw Aunt Liu, so I still don't go out." Yang said with a smile, "Go out and say hello, I'll go and see Benben."

"Okay." Song Jingwei said, and saw the young man following him, and he didn't say anything, just followed him.

Smiling, he walked forward and came to a room full of people in the living room.

As soon as Er Baozi's father saw him, he approached him courteously and said, "Master Song, I'm really sorry last time, I brought my wife and children to apologize to you."

Song Jingwei stopped at the same spot, separated from Er Baozi's father and said, "Four or five days have passed, if you want to apologize, why did you come today?"

He left Er Baozi's father speechless with one sentence, but he quickly said, "I'm sorry, we came here to apologize sincerely, and we shouldn't have done this that day." They said, "Come here and apologize to Young Master Song and ask him to forgive us."

Er Baozi's mother came over quickly, and apologized to Song Jingwei in a soft voice, all the same as before.On the other hand, Er Baozi was full of embarrassment and aggrieved. He didn't like the way his parents behaved, but they were still his parents, and he couldn't dislike them.

"Er Baozi, why are you standing there? Apologize to Young Master Song?" Er Baozi's father said, "If he refuses to forgive us, we will die."

This made sense, and Song Jingwei immediately said: "Don't rush to apologize, first explain clearly what it means that if I refuse to forgive you, you will have no way of life? Could it be that I let you have no way of life?"

Er Baozi's father also knew that he was unreasonable, but he still bite the bullet and said: "If our family does not participate in maintenance, don't we have to move out? There are so many enemies outside, how can our family be opponents? Isn't that sending us to death? "

"So your family doesn't want to participate in the maintenance, but hopes to be protected by the villagers? Is that what you mean?" Song Jingwei looked at them firmly and said.

Er Baozi's father blushed, and his son Er Baozi was even more so, with his head bowed deeply, not daring to look up.

"A man, a real man, but he said such a thing." Song Jingwei glanced at Er Baozi and said, "Life is your own. If you are always living under the control of others, what is the point of this life?"

Er Baozi's eyes were red, he is a filial and obedient child, he also wants to stand up and say that he is a man, he really can't bear it.

"Go back, it's useless to tell me about this matter. But if you can get the consent of the whole village, I have no objection." Song Jingwei said.

"Really?" Er Baozi's father was ashamed, but he seemed to see a glimmer of life.

"That's right, just ask everyone, if they agree, you can do whatever you want." Song Jingwei said.

"Okay, let's make a note, what you say must count." Er Baozi's father said, and then the room was quiet for a while, and he took the gifts and said: "We really came to apologize... last time it was really I'm sorry... these gifts..."

"Take it back, it won't cost you any money." Song Jingwei said without glancing at those gifts.

"Forget it, I'm afraid people don't think much of us." Er Baozi's mother held her husband's hand and said, even though she spoke very softly, everyone in the room could hear her.

So Er Baozi's father and Er Baozi became more and more embarrassed, and hurriedly pulled Er Baozi's mother to tell her not to talk.

"Then we'll leave first, and I'll tell you when we have the result." They left in a hurry, as if there was a female worm chasing after them.

Looking at the backs of that family, Song Jingwei sighed softly: "There are really everyone." What he sighed was not all the selfishness of Erbaozi's family, but their inability to grasp the reality.

Although he told them that as long as the whole village agrees, they can continue to stay, but they don't think about it. If the people in the village are so fussy, will they let their family stay in peace without paying anything?

If his family is like this, and other families are like this, how can they live on?

"They won't succeed." Shen Junxi shook his head and gestured, feeling helpless and speechless for Er Baozi's family.

"Of course, your village is full of powerful people." Song Jing smiled, remembering how much gossip he received when he first came here.

"It's also your village." Shen Junxi took his hand and smiled.

As expected, Er Baozi's father asked every household, and the result is of course predictable, no one would agree.It's fine if people don't agree, most of them will sneer at Er Baozi's father when he hears about it.

The people in the village are so powerful. He will say hello when you are well, and he can say hello to you if you are a little bit bad.

So Er Baozi's father left the school before he was successful, and went back in despair after leaving a few houses, never daring to seek humiliation for himself.

"How could they be like this? Our family didn't hinder them, we just wanted to stay in peace, wouldn't that work? How could they be so bad?" Er Baozi's mother cried bitterly at home, Feeling the malice from the surroundings, I feel extremely wronged.She wanted to be a favored daughter-in-law and mother in peace, but everyone turned against her.

"Mom! Can you stop crying?" Er Baozi suddenly stood up and said firmly, "I'll go back to stand guard tomorrow, you don't have to stop me, I've made a decision!"

"Second treasure?"

"Master Song is right. I am a man, why should I be a coward? You are my mother, I am filial to you and respect you, but that doesn't mean I have to listen to you in everything. If you want to control me, then You don't deserve to be a good mother!"

"..." Er Baozi's mother burst into tears, she was so wronged, why did her son say that about her?

"I don't care, I'm going out to find Master Song." Er Baozi said, and ran out quickly.Staying in the house for the past few days, his quick-witted energy has almost been worn out, and he just needs a way to vent at this moment.

If an enemy comes today, he will go to the battlefield to kill the enemy!

Er Baozi's return was not stopped after Er Baozi's mother cried, made trouble and hanged herself three times, so Er Baozi's mother was not hanged, and Er Baozi stayed like this.

This matter is the topic of conversation after everyone has dinner recently, and it is one more gossip for them to talk about.For some people, this is a growth, a transformation.

But in the end, it is nothing more than a small matter, and it will soon be submerged in the ocean of time.Amidst the tense atmosphere of occasional enemy invasions, the days pass fairly quickly.

It's February in a blink of an eye, and the weather is still cold, but it's not that cold anyway.

Shen Dongming followed Song Jingwei's suggestion and took the idle people up the mountain to cut bamboo.After returning, everyone sat by the campfire and weaved baskets, chicken coops, dustpans, everything.

Usually, one or two people in the village know how to weave, and they make a living in this industry.Now I am not stingy to teach everyone the skills. After three to five days, the elderly and children in the village can knit a few things.

When Song Jingwei and Shen Junxi were free, they went to the campfire to learn crafts with everyone.

Shen Junxi has nimble fingers and learns quickly, and the baskets he weaves are very beautiful.Then I learned to weave baskets, dustpans, and various household items that can be woven from bamboo.

Seeing all kinds of bamboo weaving products at home, Yang couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear, and asked Shen Junxi to weave a larger basket for miscellaneous things.

Seeing the young man concentrating on weaving the bamboo in his hand, Song Jingwei joked: "Don't farm in the future, you can support yourself by weaving baskets and baskets."

Shen Junxi raised his head and gestured: "That won't work, weaving baskets can't support you."

Song Jingwei likes to watch young people joking in a serious manner, pinching his face and saying, "Why can't I be raised, I'm not difficult to raise."

"..." Shen Junxi grasped his finger, kissed it on the lips, and gestured with a smile: "It's difficult to raise." It took a lot of hard work to raise it, and I dare not think about those days.

"Nonsense." Song Jingwei said, holding the young man's hand instead. In fact, he didn't have anything special to say, but they always talked about everything when they were together, usually it was nonsense and unnutritious gossip.

"Hmm..." Shen Junxi pulled out his hand, picked up a knife and cut a few pieces of very thin bamboo, and began to weave.

"Weaving what?" Song Jingwei looked at him from the side.

"..." While weaving, Shen Junxi occasionally turned his head to look at him, with a warm smile on his face.

The thing in his hand quickly took shape, and it was a puppy who had always been naive.

"Is it Xiao Hei?" Song Jingwei waited for him to stand in front of her, and didn't reach out to pick it up immediately.

"..." Shen Junxi shook his head, and sent it forward again. This is the second time he has sent something to Song Jingwei. I remember that the last time he gave flowers was not long after they got married, but Song Jingwei didn't want it. Instead, he called him throw away.Although Shen Junxi was no longer uneasy this time, she was still nervous in her heart.

"Don't like puppies?" He asked with his eyes.

"There is nothing I don't like." Seeing the young man's nervous expression, Song Jingwei quickly took it over, this green puppy, he said: "It's very cute, thank you, I like it very much." After he finished speaking, he kissed the other person's face.

"..." Shen Junxi bent his eyes and smiled, shaking his head to express his thanks.It's just a puppy made of bamboo all the time, compared to what Song Jingwei gave him, it's really insignificant.

"The expression is a bit stupid, what do you think?" Song Jingwei said, looking at the puppy in his hand.

"..." Shen Junxi leaned over to take a look, it was a bit like being told by his wife, he smiled even warmer.

"Look at you, you are all sons in your heart." Song Jingwei said with a smile, not believing it was just a coincidence.

"No." Shen Junxi gestured to him, "I always see you in my heart."

Song Jingwei wanted to pinch his face again, "I haven't paid attention for a while, and I can speak pretty words now."

Shen Junxi grabbed his hand, gestured and said: "I will always, what I said to you." I still have a lot in my heart, but I can't say it, so I always get used to looking at him.

"...When the battle is over." Song Jingwei pressed his body beside him and said, "You give birth to a younger brother."

"..." Shen Junxi smiled helplessly, knowing that the other party was teasing him again.If Song Jingwei really meant that, he wouldn't refuse, but the other party obviously didn't.

Every time I make out with him, I have to work very hard to really arouse Song Jingwei's lust.Usually even hugging and kissing, the excitement is him, not Song Jingwei.Only very rarely does the other party get excited when they kiss.

"Why, you won't?"

Shen Junxi opened his palm, "Yes."

Song Jingwei said, "Oh, that's good." In fact, Shen Junxi guessed right, what he wanted was an attitude, nothing more.If Shen Junxi is the kind of selfish man who keeps saying he loves him but clings to his unwillingness to be female, then he will probably have a lump in his heart.

For Song Jingwei, if there is a knot, it means breaking up quickly.

In mid-February, the village gradually calmed down.It has been ten days since the last time the enemy attacked.In the past, some soldiers always came up every five or six days, and the men in the village never spared an enemy.Because of this, people outside still don't know what's going on here.

Losing soldiers is a common thing, and the generals don't care about these soldiers who haven't come back.

Chashan Village is just a small village, unremarkable.

Lihua Town was much more tragic than Chashan Village. At that time, the enemy army broke through the barrier, and the remaining remnants of the imperial court gave up guarding, and the surrounding small towns were persecuted.

Many people were lucky and packed up their things overnight before the enemy came.There were also quite a few people who were unlucky and were blocked before they could escape.It is true that many ordinary people were sacrificed, but there were also those who escaped in the cracks, all of which were very difficult.

Now the surrounding towns are all occupied by the enemy country. After the first few brutal sweeps, they focused on invading the city, but stopped searching for the common people who slipped through the net.

But once the outcome of the war has not been determined, the common people like them will not be safe for a day.

When the news of the fall of all the surrounding areas reached the mountain, everyone fell into grief and panic.Although the days of hiding in the mountains are safe, there seems to be no hope, and it seems that they will never return to the former peaceful days.

"Everyone, don't be depressed. No matter who wins or who loses, it will always be peaceful in the end. Let's stay here with peace of mind and don't think too much. When the time comes, everything will be arranged by ourselves." Song Jingwei stood up and addressed the frustrated villagers They consoled.

"The most important thing now is to live a good life and take good care of your family. We will talk about the future, maybe there will be a surprise in a few days?"

According to Yuan Guanlin's inquiries, it seems that the imperial court will send troops to rescue.He also vaguely said that the imperial court has now changed its leadership.

"Number one?"

"Hey, the number one leader is the head of the family, who is the biggest head of the court, do you understand?"

Song Jingwei suddenly realized that after the world is in chaos, there will always be a dark horse rising.

The new emperor of the imperial court is such a dark horse. After he took office, he immediately dispatched troops and generals to follow up the border war with all his strength.

While the villagers waited anxiously, February passed slowly.After entering March, there was no news outside for a while, and the mood of the villagers seemed to warm up with the weather.

In the open space in the mountain depression, a large thatched shed was erected to resist the spring rain.People roasted the fire inside and continued to weave various bamboo products.

Although Song Jingwei told them that it would be a profit if they sold them in the future, people didn't really believe it.I don't know what's going on outside now, how long the battle will last, maybe they won't be able to go out after these bamboo baskets are piled up in the valley.The reason why they keep weaving things is actually just a kind of sustenance, making them believe that they will return to the village to live in peace one day.

After several months of daily life in the mountains, everyone gradually got used to such a life.The longer they live here, the relationship between everyone becomes better and better, as if everyone eats the same pot of food and lives under the same roof, and the relationship is closely connected due to difficulties.

Now when everyone is full, they come to the big grass shed to plant and weave things. Those who need to take care of their children pile up together to take care of their children, and those who are too old to weave gather together to chat.

After finishing her homework, Mrs. Yang would usually come out with Benben to bring up the baby with the women and male wives in the village.

Shen Dongming came out a long time ago, either leading people up the mountain to cut bamboo, or weaving baskets in the grass shed.He is always very proud, because this big lawn is a masterpiece he took the lead in getting it up.

Of course, it was his brother Xianggui who worked part-time as a contractor to do the design.

There is a lot of rain in March, and sometimes it rains too much, so everyone stays at home and does not go out.

Like today, it rained heavily on a fine day, and people ran home one after another.Throughout late March, shut your doors for the rainy days.

Going home means there is no work to do, and when there is no work to do, it will always be boring.

Taking a nap at noon that day, Song Jing turned over slightly and put his hands on the chest of the young man beside him.It's March, and the weather is not too cold. There is no brazier in the house, so it feels a little cold.

"..." Shen Junxi held his hand and looked at him sideways.

"Can't sleep, come and do something with you." He smiled, propped himself up and looked at the young man.

Sure enough, Shen Junxi's face turned red, and his eyes dodged.

"Sometimes you do it on purpose, you know I like to see you shy..." Song Jingwei said, lowering his head and kissing the young man's lips stickily.

"..." Who can answer it? It's like this between lovers, they will always subconsciously show their most pleasing side to each other.

Shen Junxi hugged his back, accepted his kiss tenderly, and opened his lips to respond.

It was a very lingering and tender kiss, don't force it too hard, it doesn't need to be so intense, there is no bold move, just treat it gently.

"When I treat you like this, I have a lot of things in my heart, but I don't want to tell you." He kissed the young man passionately, making people helpless.

"..." Shen Junxi stared deeply into the eyes of the other party. If their feelings were the same, then he knew what the other party was saying, but he didn't know if he guessed wrong.

"I like you more than before." After the kiss, Song Jingwei traced the young man's facial features with his fingertips, and said, "You don't look very prominent, it's just pleasing to the eye, am I right?"

"..." Shen Junxi nodded with a smile. My daughter-in-law is quite right. He is not really good-looking. look."

"Well, I have ideals." Song Jingwei lowered his head again and kissed the young man's ruddy lips.

This time, the young man kissed him back vigorously, reached out to untie his belt, and took off his clothes, everything was expected.But the feelings during the process are unpredictable every time. He always indulges and indulges again and again, unable to find the direction to turn back, and unable to return to the calm shore.

After the fiery intimacy, as if they had been together for a long time, the two still did not separate, and they did not come out of the intense affair.

Since I didn't come out, I continued to enjoy this kind of madness, and before long, I was plunged into the swaying sea of ​​desire again, lingering and forgetting to return.

It will be a long time before I really stop and be satisfied.

There is still light rain outside the window, and the eaves are pattering, and occasionally swallows fly to stop for a while.

Shen Junxi leaned on his lover's body, reluctant to leave, and still kissed that person's slightly sweaty cheeks and lips from time to time.He likes such contact without distance, likes such a strong feeling of being needed.

Every time after warm intimacy, Shen Junxi always felt uneasy and melancholy in his heart, because the more he got, the more he was afraid of losing and separation.

"..." Song Jingwei kissed the young man back and forth, gently hugging the other's back, his palms shining.Quiet back and forth on the bare back.

I enjoy this kind of quiet time very much, because the relationship is getting longer, and I cherish this kind of staying with each other, because the fleeting time is too short.

Time is the enemy of many things, but also the medicine of many things. After many years have passed, will they still cherish each other like this, and will they stay by each other's side?

Time flies, and April is almost here.In previous years, preparations for sweeping tombs and worshiping ancestors had already begun at this time. This year, everyone was trapped in the mountains, so we put this matter on hold for now.

It's a pity that people can't visit the tomb, and it's a pity that the tea in the field can be picked now.

The eldest son of the Shen family also thought of his own big tea garden, which had been left unattended for several months.I don’t know what the tea garden has become when I go back and have a look.Will it become overgrown?

"Hey, it's not just the tea garden, our lotus pond should also be planted with lotus roots. It's all caused by the war, and hundreds of taels of silver are about to disappear." Shen Dongming complained as he looked at the rare sunny sky. .

There are many people who complain like him, and their fields are also deserted.If you dare not go back before April, you will have no income in the first half of the year.

Day by day, the weather is warmer day by day.

Benben at home took off his big padded jacket, and the little fat man looked much more flexible.He could finally shake off the burden of his padded jacket and walk briskly.

This is a recent happy event in the family. The Shen family said to everyone that their eldest grandson would leave without any studies at all. As soon as they took off their winter clothes, they started running steadily.

Song Jingwei squatted on the ground, clapped his hands to his son in the distance, and said, "Come here stupid."

Benben was held in his father Shen Junxi's arms, and when he heard this, he struggled to get off the ground.When he got off the ground, he ran towards Song Jingwei excitedly and lively.

"You are so good! You are a little fat man who can fly." The son rushed over and hugged him full.Song Jingwei picked him up and kissed him twice, his stupid family became more and more cute.

Wasn't he spoiled a little bit a while ago, but now it seems to be reversed, and he's that cute, sensible, clumsy little baby again.

"Papa..." Benben imitated his father's face with saliva.

"It's Dad." Song Jingwei taught him while holding his little paw.

"Papa." Benben tilted his head and told him that his world view was unbreakable, that is Papa.

"Forget it, call it whatever you want." Song Jingwei had no choice but to shake his head and said with his son, then put Bumble on the ground again: "Go, go to your father's place."

Seeing this, Shen Junxi smiled and held out his hand to him.

Benben glanced at the opposite father, turned around and threw himself into Bangba's arms, his disgusted look was really helpless.

"..." Shen Junxi was very puzzled, obviously he was obedient to Benben, Song Jingwei was more strict with Benben, and Benben just liked to cling to Song Jingwei.

Seeing this phenomenon, Yang smiled and said: "What's so strange about this, Benben was born by Jing Wei, if he is not clingy, is he still clinging to you?" Shen Dongming can also take it.But Benben is always the closest to Song Jingwei, as long as Song Jingwei is present, he will reach out for him to hug.

"Or it's my son." Song Jingwei also happily kissed his son's face when he heard the words, and said, "If he doesn't kiss me, wouldn't my life be in vain?"

Everyone in the family laughed, telling Benben to hurry up and kiss him more, so as not to be disgusted.

Shen Junxi looked at the father and son affectionately, and his jealousy was tight.Also came over cheeky and kissed each other, and then walked away cheekily pretending to be nonchalant.

"Be stupid, go and coax your father, he is sad." Song Jingwei said, urging his son to go over.

Benben looked at dear Papa, and then at poor daddy, who staggered over on his chubby legs.But he was so bad that he turned around halfway and ran to where Mrs. Yang was.

"Hahahaha..." Shen Dongming laughed when he saw his son's disappointed face.

Yang Shi hugged the baby Pimple, and smiled from ear to ear.Although she felt sorry for her son not being welcomed by her grandson, she was also very happy because Benben came to her, which meant that Benben was his grandma.

"Good boy, grandma didn't love you for nothing, ah." She gently stroked her eldest grandson's head and said, very relieved.

"Come on Benben, give grandpa a hug." Shen Dongming stretched out his hands to his eldest grandson confidently. He thought that he was at least in the number one position in Benben's heart.

"Ah..." Benben went instead, and stopped after taking two steps, hesitating mischievously there.

Shen Dongming had no choice but to go over a little bit, trying to hold him in his arms.

The little guy giggled and ran off to his daddy.

Shen Junxi finally hugged his precious son into his arms and smiled contentedly.Father and son, you slobbered at me, and I slobbered at you, having a great time.

"Hey..." Shen Dongming sighed both melancholy and happily. The melancholy is that he is not a number one in the eldest grandson's heart. The happy thing is that he is satisfied and happy to see this Hemeimei family.

In the case of not knowing what the road ahead is, such a warm time is very precious.

One day in the first ten days of April, a specious news suddenly came from outside. It was heard that the imperial court had sent troops and was gradually retreating from the enemy, and several cities had already been taken back.

People in the village burst into flames, asking whether the news was true?

Yuan Guanlin, who was inquiring about the news, said to Song Jingwei: "This is not news from my cousin, and I'm not sure if it's true."

Song Jing nodded slightly and said, "You don't need to do anything now, just wait."

Only when the dust settles and the news becomes true will they dare to take action, otherwise they would not dare to leave easily.

Therefore, no matter who came to inquire about the news, Song Jingwei would not give an accurate statement. As long as that day has not come, he dare not be too sure.

Three days later, Yuan Guanlin finally received a letter from Yuan Qingsui.After Yuan Guanlin read it, his face was full of excitement, and he quickly showed it to Song Jingwei, and said, "I just said that the news is correct. Look at what my cousin wrote. The imperial court has indeed sent useful people, and several cities have already been taken back." .”

Song Jingwei pointed to the name of that place with his finger and said, "How far is this place from us?"

"Not far." Yuan Guanlin said, "Don't worry, you'll be here soon."

What he said was right, the soldiers and horses of the imperial court had recently taken down several cities that had been invaded by the enemy soldiers, and they were still fighting.The general who is in command is the mighty god in the army all the time. He was involved in the battle for the position before, but he was restrained by the old emperor and was not allowed to go to meet the enemy.

After the new emperor ascended the throne and released him, he learned that his family and country had lost a piece of land, so he picked up his weapon angrily and immediately took command of the long march.With a group of menacing soldiers, they smashed through the enemy's front with the fastest speed in a short time.

It was already the end of mid-April when we arrived in Pear Blossom Town.On a fine evening, the soldiers and horses of the imperial court finally drove the enemy soldiers out of this small county belonging to the border.

The villagers on the mountain received the news that night. This time it was true, because people had been sent to verify it, and there would be no fake news.

This evening, everyone cheered heartily around the campfire.After more than four months, their peaceful life finally returned.Everyone seemed impatient to pack up their things and prepare to go back to the village.

But after calming down, and hearing Song Jingwei stand up and speak, they regained some sense.

"I know that the villagers are very happy and want to go back to the village immediately, but listen to me, it's not the time for us to go down the mountain." He comforted everyone, "Since the situation is improving now, Victory is about to belong to us, so we should calm down and not be impatient. If it is ours, it will be ours, and it cannot escape."

Everyone is willing to listen to him. After these days of running-in, Song Jingwei is a benchmark in people's hearts.Now that he said so, of course the folks would.

"Okay, let's not worry, listen to Young Master Song, and be calm." The men shouted first: "It's been more than four months, we can't last a few days? Do you think so? "

"That's right! You're right, let's not worry, just wait slowly! One day we will go back!" As long as we can see hope, everyone is not afraid to wait for the day when there is hope.

"That's the reason, so let's wait patiently and continue to live a good life."

In the process of waiting, what should be or what should be.It's just that there are differences. Now everyone is jumping with joy and smiling.

The day of return is so close that it can feel overwhelming.When that day really comes, people may be reluctant to part with the little things here, the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys here.

"The imperial court is really annoyed this time." Another new piece of news came, and the men gathered together and said: "Our general Zhen Guo led cavalry all the way to the enemy's border, This time, we will not only beat those little bastards back, but also seize half of their land, making them cry for their fathers and mothers!"

The men said indignantly: "That's right! How many of our people have been killed before? How many of our places have been occupied? This time, we can't let them go easily! We should beat them back and occupy their land!"

"If you want me to say, how good would it be to take away their imperial court and turn it into our place?"

One afternoon at the end of April, Yuan Guanlin hurried back with a letter.As soon as he entered the door, he laughed and said to everyone: "I have good news for you, the soldiers and horses of our imperial court have fought across the river!"

"What? Did you fight across the river?" Everyone in the room stood up excitedly, slapped their thighs and said, "This time is good! The imperial court is going to deal with them!"

The soldiers and horses of the imperial court fought across the river, which means that this time they will deal with the enemy's country severely, and if they don't tear their bones apart, they will also peel off their skin