Farmhouse is so old

After the new year, Song Wenhu submitted his resignation letter to Tang Qing. This year happened to be when the imperial court wanted to recruit troops, so it was a good time for him to go now.In the past two years, he practiced martial arts from [-] to [-] in the morning, coupled with the good food of the Tang family, his body looks very good, and he is definitely qualified to be a soldier.

Song Chengyun's eyes were so dark that he couldn't see anyone. He often looked at Song Wenhu in a daze in class in the morning, and couldn't sleep all night.

But he doesn’t agree. His son is old and has his own ideas and revenge. As a father, he failed to bring Song Wenhu a better environment for growth, and he even failed to take care of his wife so that she would be happy. What qualifications does he have to preach to his son now.

Song Chengyun tossed and turned all night, and finally got up to read because he couldn't fall asleep. Every time he couldn't read a page, he stared at his son's sleeping back in a daze.

This is his only son, if there is something wrong, why would he have the face to go underground to meet his wife, if he stops his son, he can't say anything, every time he sees Song Wenhu's joy, he hesitates to speak.

"Father, don't worry about me. You have to go to Beijing to catch the exam in spring, so be careful all the way." Song Wenhu turned his back, also full of reluctance: "As for me, don't worry about it. Maybe I won't pass the exam, or I didn’t get used to life in the army, so I came back by myself.”

"Oh..." Song Chengyun closed the book, looked at Song Wenhu and sighed, knowing that Song Wenhu was comforting himself.

Song Chengyun got up, walked to the bed, and patted Song Wenhu on the shoulder: "You are so old now, and I won't stop you. The battlefield has no eyes, so be careful. It's important to save your life when necessary. The green hills you keep are not afraid of losing your life." firewood."

"Be careful yourself. You have to learn to look and think more. The family is still waiting for you to come back to carry on the family line. If you go ahead of your father, walk slowly on the road to Huangquan and wait for your father. We, father and son, will go see your mother together."

The dark yellow lights in the room were flickering, and the cold wind was blowing outside. The father and son of the Song family sat by the bed and had a long talk all night long.

"Father, you have to take care of your health. You have to take a lot of trouble on the way to the exam. Every time you go to a place, you must have a good rest. Don't be brave. When you enter the exam room, you must remember to check to see if you have brought anything. things." In the end, Song Wenhu couldn't help nagging Song Chengyun.

Song Wenhu was also worried about Song Chengyun, if he wasn't around, he wouldn't even have anyone to take care of his father.

Speaking of midnight, Song Wenhu turned sideways and took out a package from the crack of the bed. The package contained all the money he earned from working part-time for a year and a half. Let Song Chengyun live more comfortably.

Song Chengyun watched Song Wenhu open the package, and there were scattered copper coins, broken silver, etc. inside, so he knew it was his own private money. Seeing that Song Wenhu wanted to hand over his private money to him, Song Chengyun repeatedly waved his hands and refused.

"The bundle repairs given by Jue Tang's family are not low. You don't have to do this. Put it away quickly so that you can keep it for yourself. It's my father who should give you the money." Song Wenhu's actions reminded Song Chengyun.

Song Chengyun bent over and took out a small wooden box from under the bed, and the front was also filled with the money he had saved.It's ashamed to say that, as a father, he always wants to make his son sensible, and he never gives him more pocket money in his daily life, causing his son to go out to find work by himself.

Song Wenhu ignored the money handed over by Song Chengyun without looking up, and directly poured all the money in his package into Song Chengyun's small wooden box.

In Song Chengyun's surprised eyes, he smiled and said indifferently: "Father, you can still get a lot of military salary every month as a soldier. You don't have to worry about me, but you have a lot of entertainment when you go to the capital. The place to spend money is There are many."

Song Chengyun felt that something was wrong, and wanted to say something, but Song Wenhu snapped the wooden lid of the small wooden box, locked it, quickly put it under the bed, blew out the light and said, "Father, it's getting late, hurry up!" Get some sleep."

Song Chengyun smiled silently in the dark.

It soon changed to the day when Song Wenhu bid farewell, and everyone sat in the living room early in the morning to see Song Wenhu off.

In the bedroom, Song Chengyun packed Song Wenhu's luggage one by one, fearing that he might forget something, maybe he still had a little hope in his heart, hoping that Song Wenhu would regret it now, and his movements were extremely slow.

Song Wenhu didn't urge him, and let his father slowly pack his luggage for him. This time, he was recruiting soldiers in Fucheng for ten days. There is still plenty of time, so he is not afraid of being delayed.

No matter how much luggage there is, no matter how slow the movement is, there will always be a moment when the packing is done. Until the last item is put into the package and packed carefully, Song Wenhu still has no intention of repenting. Song Chengyun sighed slightly in his heart, after all, he cannot escape This catastrophe.

"Brother Wenhu, I made you some dry food and brought some milk wine. If you get cold and hungry on the way, you can pay for it." Zhang Lan had red eyes, carrying a small bag and a few wine bags Come in, pin them together with Song Chengyun's big package, so that Song Wenhu can hold them easily.

Song Wenhu knew Zhang Lan had cried when he saw Zhang Lan's eyes, but he couldn't give her any comfort at this time.He didn't know if he could come back this time, so he couldn't make any promises to Zhang Lan.

Just pretend like nothing happened, and if she has a lover in the future, it doesn't matter, she can just bury this friendship in her heart forever.

"Sister Lan'er more." Song Wenhu didn't try to make Zhang Lan happy as usual, but thanked her solemnly.

Zhang Lan couldn't bear it any longer at this moment, big drops of tears fell down, and many bits and pieces about being with Song Wenhu emerged in her mind, and these beautiful memories are now like floating clouds. However, in addition to the strong reluctance in my heart, I also felt throbbing pain for an inexplicable second.

"Don't cry, Nuo, I'll give it to you. I've never been in good shape, and I've made you laugh a lot. I'm a big man, but I'm not as obedient and sensible as a little girl like you. You worry a lot about me. Take this as a thank you gift." Song Wenhu took out an extremely dexterous incense burner from his pocket.

I still remember when they first met, he felt that this girl was very generous, and her words and deeds were very good. At that time, the censer she took out was precious to him for several days. Now he still uses that censer, and the one in his hand is his own. I did it, learned several crafts, and suffered a lot of beatings on the handboard.

During that time, because of hand pain, he often wrote crookedly, and my father still felt that he was sloppy every day, and he was beaten a lot when he came back at night. I know whether Zhang Lanxi likes it or not.

I originally wanted to keep it as a token of love in the future, but thinking about it, maybe that day will never come, so it's important to give it to her first.

Zhang Lanpo took the incense burner handed over by Song Wenhu with swaying eyes and looked carefully: "Thank you Brother Wenhu, it is very delicate, I like it very much, and I will replace the incense burner in my room with yours from now on."

Song Chengyun watched his son and Zhang Lan reluctantly leave the door, and his teeth became sore. Brat, he has grown up and learned to look for little girls.With a daughter-in-law who forgot about her father, she never received a gift from him.

Song Chengyun was upset in his heart, and he didn't forget to look at Zhang Lan a few more times. During the period of teaching them, he knew all the children's temperaments by heart. These children of the Tang family are pretty good. Lan herself is very good, and she is more than enough to match her ineffective son. It's just that the relationship between his son and his departure doesn't know whether the relationship can continue.

A bosom friend is easy to find, but a good match is hard to find. It's not easy to find a good match in a lifetime. If my son doesn't serve in the army, I can consider proposing marriage to the Lord Sir. Alas, everything is fate now. The feelings of young people are now It's not too transparent, it's better not to get involved, who will know what happened in the future.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Lan for a while, Song Wenhu rushed to the living room and respectfully kowtowed to Song Chengyun three times, leaving a deep mark on his forehead.

"Father, I'm leaving." After kowtowing, Song Wenhu stood up and said.

Song Chengyun's eyes were wet, but he held back and nodded solemnly: "Be careful on the road, no matter what the outcome is in Fucheng, you must first write us a letter. If you are lucky enough to join the army, you must obey the command of the army. , don’t be so naughty like you are at home, you must be careful inside, and if anything goes wrong, ask someone to notify us immediately.”

Song Chengyun babbled and said a lot, his tone was a bit messy, but he didn't have the heart to sort it out now, his heart was all tied to his son, he didn't expect him to be rich and famous, he just hoped that he was safe and sound Come back healthy and healthy.

I hope Wenhu's mother can bless him in the sky and let him come back intact. Wenhu's mother, my wife will never let Song Wenhu suffer any grievances.

"My lord, thank you for your care over the past few days. In the past, I was always mischievous and made you angry, but you never disliked me. Here I sincerely apologize to you. " Song Wenhu said and kowtowed to Tang Qing three more times.

If it wasn't for Tang Qing, he and his father would have gone to Huangquan Road a long time ago, and they might have been reincarnated. He also made these three kowtows very solidly, and there was a little more bright blood in the imprint just now.

"It's a small effort, it's nothing to worry about. From now on, your path will be completely on your own. We can't help you too much, but if you have a problem that can't be solved, you can call me at any time. There are many of us and we will always think of a way. " Looking at Song Wenhu's mature face, Tang Qing said with peace of mind that this child has finally come out of the rebellious period, and his whole body is filled with a kind of self-confidence.

Having self-confidence is always a good thing, and it is worth celebrating. Tang Qing picked up the wine glass and drank it down.Take this glass of wine as a practice he gave to Song Wenhu, and hope that Song Wenhu's journey will be safe and sound.

"Thank you Sir for being so considerate for me." Song Wenhu saluted again and thanked Tang Qing. Although Tang Qing's title is low, Tang Qing is second only to his father in his heart. If he is still alive in the future, he will definitely be Tang Qing's dog Power.

Song Wenhu also kowtowed to Zhou Qing three times at the end, and almost made Zhou Qing angry at the beginning. The incident of that day is still fresh in his memory, as if it happened yesterday, so when he saw Zhou Qing Every now and then, they habitually began to avoid Zhou Qing and take detours.