rebirth infinite rebirth

"A stinky skin, what do you care about? Scars are the proof of a man's fighting, and they are our medals."

"Yes. Father."

Ning Sheng touched his scar just right.Praise him: "It looks more like a person on the road. He is fierce and bloodthirsty. My son, Ning Sheng, is not some gentle and innocent little idiot."

"Yes. Father."

Ning Ri was once proud of this.

Until he eavesdropped on his life experience in the Buddhist hall.

At that time, Ning Ri was full of unwillingness.

He forcibly suppressed his grievances, his background, and his blood.

The living are more important than the dead.

At least he has a brother.

When his younger brother also misunderstood him, he didn't miss it any more, and took a child away from home.

He does not expect happiness.

Do not desire someone to love him and care about him.

The child was taken away only because Qiniang's blood-stained lips uttered three words, please.

If Ning Ri didn't take that child away, he would surely die as the offspring of the sinful woman who assassinated the new head of the Ning family.

Therefore, no matter how General Qian warned him that it would be troublesome to take a doll with him, Ning Ri still insisted on taking the child with him.

Blood, lighters, guns, and the rising sun on the mountain, this is the first half of Ning Ri's life.

Touching death prematurely, the injury of blood relatives, extinguished his emotional fire.

People who don't know that there is love in the world don't know how to love.

After being separated from General Qian unexpectedly, the rest of his life turned into hunting, taking care of his children, being kicked off a tree branch by the children in the middle of the night, climbing back tenaciously, and covering the children with the jacket he brought out to keep warm.

One morning, he followed the example of the cavemen to make fire by drilling wood.

After playing for a long time, my hands are worn out, but the fir is still the same.

He laughed at himself for wasting his time.

Bring your hands together and clasp them overhead.

Ning Ri stretched her waist and exercised her muscles.

"Um~ah."

The powdery crumbs exude a burst of fragrance.He took a deep breath, not even bothering to open his eyes.

"The fire can't be produced, but the spices are produced instead. Zhenger, you smell it, is it fragrant?"

He named the child Ningzheng, also wishing that he would correct himself.

Long time no response.

He opened his eyes and looked around.

Ning Zheng, who was sleeping quietly curled up under the tree, disappeared.

Under the tree, he was the only one who put on the worn-out leather jacket in the middle of the night to keep out the night dew.

He stood up in a panic and almost tripped over the fir tree on the ground.

He rubbed his eyes and realized that it was really his old leather jacket, which blended perfectly with the brown color of the bark. The child curled up in it last night, and he thought that his child was hidden in the bark now.

He touched the bark tenderly.There is no child's soft touch.

Leather jackets were picked up and dropped.

The wildly growing woods were ruthlessly broken by uninvited guests.The newly grown seedlings were scraped to the ground by big hands and died.

He was walking almost staggeringly among the twigs.

Cuts were quickly scraped on the face, and blood oozes out.

He felt a dull pain in the scar on his face.Obviously it was a matter of youth.

"Sure!"

He opened his throat, not caring about being discovered or whether he was fleeing.

"Zhenger! Come out! Come out quickly!"

What did he do?

He agreed to save the child.

He hasn't taken good care of that kid yet.

He didn't even give him a full meal.

Wear a new dress.

Tears welled up in Ning's eyes.

There was a sting of salty tears running through the gash in the branches.

He choked up and shouted to the sky, "Zhenger!"

The voice lingered from the throat, piercing the sky forcefully.

A few roosters crowed in the distance, and nearby wolves howled back to their nests, no match for his roar.The disturbed birds flew away resentfully from the man exuding a strong presence.

Heart-piercing regrets overlapped in his heart.The pressure made him unable to stand on his knees, and he knelt straight on the ground, cracking and breaking the broken branches and leaves of previous years.

In the continuous mountain range like sea waves, everyone is like an ant.So insignificant.Tigers and leopards are predators, and so are humans.In this pristine jungle, no one gives you special treatment just because you are a child.

"He only had me. I killed him. My indifference, my ruthlessness, my indifference drove him away. My negligence killed him."

Ning Ri covered her face.The cry leaked out from between the fingers and hit the fallen leaves, it was so heavy.Ning Ri cried so sadly that she ignored her surroundings.Ignoring the soft little hand dangling on his shoulder.

"Rake, rake, big squid, its teeth..."

"Zhenger! Zhenger. You scared me to death. Where did you go?"

The child who just got rid of four legs was locked tightly in Ningri's arms like steel.The beating of the blood on the scar can be felt on the chest.Soft bones rattled.He cried out in pain.He was still chanting over and over again, Taiwan, Taiwan, woo woo woo.

Ning Ri heard his cry and finally realized that he was holding him too tightly.He let go a little bit, wiped away his tears and grabbed Ning Zheng who was retreating, not allowing him to leave him even half a step.

"Where did you go just now? There are lions and tigers in the forest. You can't walk around alone without my permission. Do you know?"

"Taiwan, Taiwan."

Ning Zheng was scolded.I feel very wronged.I still remember pointing to the east and speaking indistinctly.

Ning Ri looked in the direction of his finger.

The morning sun lifts the veil of shame.All of a sudden, the whole world is full of sunshine.The clouds on the horizon burned straight at them from the distant horizon at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's sunrise.Sunrise on the East Mountain.Ning Ri's favorite sunrise from now on.

"Taiwan!"

"Is it the sun?"

In fact, Ning Ri couldn't tell what the disc in the sky was.

Dang, the early morning wind dyed her blush, gently sweeping over Ning Ri's face.

When it was warm, he knew that it was not the moon, but the sun.

The scar lifts up a little.Can't hide the smile in his eyebrows.

"Taiwan." Ning Zheng raised his hands in excitement, jumping up to catch a ray of sunlight.

"It's not a platform. It's the sun."

Ning Zheng looked at this handsome profile without scars, tilted his head, showing a puzzled expression.

Ning Ri grabbed the small hands that were less than half of his big hands and knelt down on one knee.Ningri is 1.9 meters tall, kneeling down is still a head taller than this newly weaned doll.He had to bow his waist, keeping his eyes level with him.Open your mouth in very slow movements and say, "Sun-yang-."

The child watched his lips parted and closed.Wriggling, tentative, the mouth grows to the maximum.Learning to read, "Tai~ya~" He closed his mouth and gritted his silver teeth. "Yeah." Nodding too hard.The bangs on his forehead severely whipped himself on the forehead.

Ning Ri raised his hand to rub the red mark on the child's soft forehead, and smiled. "Silly goose."

Ning Zheng also laughed.Ah ha ha laugh.The little hands clapped and played.Repeat the new words you just learned. "Taiwan. Rake Rake. Rake Rake, too, uh."

"What did you yell just now?"

Ning Ri's dry tears filled again.

he yelled, papa

he called me dad

Ning Ri put his little hand on his left cheek, and begged, "Call again. Zhenger, call Dad again."

"Rake rake."

"Shout again."

"Rake rake."

That morning was the day when the sun came out.

Ning Zheng, from shouting rapa who is illegible to proficiently calling out dad.I can't count how many times I practiced.

Sitting on Ning Ri's shoulders, the line of sight is much wider than before.The ground is far away from me.It is dangerous to fall.But he is not afraid at all.

Ning Zheng was riding on his father's shoulder, clapping his little hands and shaking from side to side.Singing the tune of random applause in his mouth.There is always only one line in the lyrics, Dad.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy..."

Ning Ri stepped on broken leaves, avoided hollow branches, and proceeded carefully.Branches are prone to slipping and falling.Especially hollow ones.You can't judge how much solid wood it has left after being eroded by wind, rain and insects this year.

Ning Ri pressed the two thin legs hanging in front of his chest tightly with both hands.Like a tongue-twisting old woman, she couldn't stop muttering: "Sit still! Needle eyes in your butt? Don't dangle around. If you fall headfirst, even the heavenly king and I will not be able to save you."

Ning Zheng's lyrics sounded in time. "dad."

Ning Ri gave him a backhand.He smiled and said, "Okay. There is Dad. Leave it to Dad."