The Nameless of the Common Clans

"Mom, is the world in chaos?" At night, Chen Mo said goodbye to a group of friends and returned home. During dinner, he couldn't help asking his mother. Chen Mo always felt a little upset about what the village head said during the day, and he couldn't tell the reason.

"Why would my son ask this?" Chen's mother looked at her son and asked in confusion.

"The village head said that the world is getting more and more chaotic, but I don't think it's any different from before." Chen Mo frowned.

"You'll know when you go out a few more times." Chen's mother sighed and didn't know how to explain.

Chen Mo thought of the last time he went to Xiaqiu City. If it weren't for his cleverness and Uncle Wang's timely appearance, he might have been sold. He also encountered bandits on the way back. Although he took the initiative to find them, it also showed that these dangers were not far from their small place.

"What will happen if the world is in chaos?" Chen Mo looked at his mother and asked curiously.

"Yes..." Chen's mother didn't know how to explain for a while. After all, the troubled times were a bit far away for them. Not to mention Chen Mo, even Chen's mother had never experienced the real troubled times. After thinking for a while, she said, "The people have no land to farm, and wars are everywhere... Maybe that's it."

War?

Chen Mo was a little excited. He had thought before that if he wanted to enter the official career, it seemed that he had to take the path of making achievements. If there were really wars, he might have more opportunities, but how to seize this opportunity, Chen Mo didn't know. All he could think of now was to practice his skills, but Chen Mo didn't have a clear concept of what to do in the future.

"Mom, have there been troubled times before?" Chen Mo suddenly asked. In his world, the farthest he had been was Xia Qiu. As for history, Chen Mo had no concept. Many things seemed to be like this.

"Of course there are. About four hundred years ago, Qin lost the support of the people, and rebel armies rose up everywhere. There were wars everywhere. In the end, our great Han Emperor defeated the King of Chu Xiang Yu and won the world. Later, Wang Mang's chaos made the whole world miserable." Chen's mother thought for a while and said.

"Mom, can you tell me in detail?" Chen Mo was in high spirits and pestered his mother to listen to the stories of heroes in these troubled times.

"Okay, mom will tell you." Chen's mother looked at Chen Mo with some pampering. Chen Mo rarely showed such a coquettish look and tone. However, although Chen's mother had read some books, it was not much. Many things were actually heard from hearsay and could not be taken as accurate. Moreover, Chen's mother did not have much talent for storytelling. After just a while, Chen Mo was drowsy and couldn't cheer up.

"Mo'er, you are tired all day. Go and rest first. I will tell you these things later." Perhaps because she felt that the stories she told were not attractive, Chen's mother pushed Chen Mo awake with some helplessness and asked him to go back to the room to sleep.

"Oh~" Chen Mo agreed, staggered back to his room, and fell asleep after worshipping the gods as usual. Although Dalang had been looking after the fields these days, it was not easy for him. Not only did he have to make manure with a group of little guys every day, but he also practiced standing and sticking in his spare time. In addition, young people are sleepy, so he fell asleep directly after falling to the ground.

That night, Chen Mo had a dream. He dreamed that the world was in chaos, and he joined the army to suppress the rebellion. He was soon appreciated by his superiors, and he rose to prominence and became a general, bringing honor to his ancestors and making the Chen family a great family in Xiaqiu.

This dream was a bit long, so when he woke up the next morning, he felt as if he had been in another world.

"Brother Ergou, Brother Ergou!" Before he washed up, he saw Aduo trotting in, with a bit of panic on his face.

"What's wrong?" Chen Mo looked at Aduo in confusion.

"Uncle Wang is back, and Uncle Cai is back with him, but Uncle Cai seems to be dying." Aduo said in a panic.

"Take me there quickly, where is Uncle Wang?" Chen Mo didn't care about eating, he grabbed a pancake and put it on his outer robe, asking.

"Uncle Wang was also injured, but it seems nothing serious." Aduo shook his head.

"Mom, I'm going out for a while." Chen Mo shouted to his mother without looking back, and then ran to Uncle Cai's house with Aduo.

A lot of people had gathered at Uncle Cai's house, and Aunt Cai's heart-wrenching cry could be heard from a long distance. The head of the village and Uncle Wang were here. Chen Mo relied on his short stature to get into the crowd flexibly, and saw Uncle Cai lying on a car frame, and Aunt Wang was lying on Uncle Cai crying miserably.

This was the first time Chen Mo really saw a dead person. The atmosphere at the scene was so depressing that it made people feel choked up, and Chen Mo also felt like crying, although he didn't know why he was crying. Uncle Cai's son Adai had a snot hanging from his nose, standing there blankly looking at his father's body, and he didn't feel too sad.

"Give me back my husband, give me back my husband!" Suddenly, just when Chen Mo was struggling with why he wanted to cry, Aunt Cai suddenly rushed towards Uncle Wang like crazy, and tore Uncle Wang hard. That crazy look scared Chen Mo. It was the first time he saw a woman so fierce.

Uncle Wang stood there silently and let the other party to tear him. The wound on his shoulder kept bleeding, but Uncle Wang did not move.

Chen Mo didn't know where he got the strength, and suddenly rushed out and pushed Aunt Cai away: "Uncle Wang is also injured!"

I don't know if it was because Chen Mo was strong or Aunt Cai didn't stand firmly, but this time, Aunt Cai was pushed away directly.

Ah Dai ran over to support his mother, looked at Chen Mo blankly for a while, and suddenly pinched the snot under his nose and threw it at Chen Mo in anger.

"You little bastard who was born by your mother but not raised by your father, how dare you push me!?" Aunt Cai rushed towards Chen Mo like crazy.

That almost twisted appearance shocked Chen Mo, and he sat on the ground.

"Enough!" The village head, Aweng, slammed his cane on the ground and shouted: "Everyone feels bad about Lao Cai's matter, but Lao Wang can't be blamed for the bandits this time. It's not easy for him to escape with his life and bring Lao Cai back."

"But...but..." Aunt Cai's tears kept falling on her face, and finally she hugged Adai and sobbed softly.

"Alas~" Village head Aweng sighed and looked at Uncle Wang: "Take Ergou back first."

"Yeah." Uncle Wang didn't look in a good mood. After responding sullenly, he left the crowd with Chen Mo, who looked confused.

"Uncle Wang, is Uncle Cai really dead?" After leaving the crowd for a while, Chen Mo finally couldn't help asking. Until now, he still couldn't accept that a living person who was still talking to him with a smile not long ago suddenly disappeared?

"Human life is very fragile." Uncle Wang nodded silently without saying much. Chen Mo actually wanted to ask how Uncle Cai died, but for some reason, he couldn't open his mouth.