The man was drunk in the world of knives, and he didn't see that Yuelou Congshan had come in. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info After a dance, he saw them.

He blushed like a monkey's buttocks, moved the table back to its place, put on his sweatshirt, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said strangely, "What are you doing here?"

Yuelou didn't expect a person like him to blush, and said with a smile: "Of course it's to see what you're doing." We thought that people like you would not stay in the room obediently, but I didn't think you would still be dancing with a knife. ”

The man rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly, "I'm just just having fun." ”

"Don't be modest, how can you dance so well if you play casually?"

The man rubbed faster, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "My father said that dancing knives can strengthen the body, so when I was fourteen years old, my father had already taught me. ”

Yuelou said: "Oh, then the white-knuckle battle during the war must be your strength, right?"

"Yes"! The man suddenly became elated, and he stroked Qing Han's blade and said, "This knife was forged by Bai Yezi. I don't know what Japanese knives are made of, anyway, ordinary knives are broken by it, but this knife has cut hundreds of Japanese knives and killed hundreds of Japanese and nationals. ”

Although he said it lightly, Yuelou's eyes suddenly moistened: "It's hard to fight, isn't it?"

"Of course it's hard. On one occasion we received information that a Japanese convoy had passed through a meadow not far from us at night. We stayed there before dark, but we didn't see them until ninety." The man's eyes showed a look of fear, and he said, "The mosquitoes there are the length of one knuckle of a man's finger. They never seemed to have ever sucked human blood, and each of us was bitten into dozens of bags that night. And snakes, snakes have cost us several comrades. Several people who have been bitten by mosquitoes have died from malaria and other diseases. ”

"Another time, the chief sent hundreds of us to guard a pass. The topography of the pass is like that of the hot spring pass. But we are not the 'Three Hundred Spartan Warriors', but the Japanese soldiers are as brave and good as the Persians. It's a shame to say that within three hours we were all wiped out. ”

Yuelou wiped her tears with a cotton handkerchief from time to time, and Congshan also burst into tears.

Yuelou said: "You have fought so many battles, you should have suffered a lot of injuries, right?"

The man smiled very easily: "How can there be a war without being injured?

He placed his left palm on the table. Yuelou Congshan realized that he didn't have a little finger, and his index finger was also broken twice. He also has two long scars on his hands. One on the back of the hand, one from the palm of the hand and not stopping at the joint of the forearm.

Yuelou stroked his scar, and a tragic picture appeared in his mind: it was a wilderness by the Yangtze River, and people had burned all the autumn grass for the convenience of war, and there were black debris on the ground. The men and horses and the Japanese soldiers began to fight again after a strategic and tactical shootout. I saw blood all over the ground, stumps all over the field, people's faces and clothes were also stained with blood, and even the Yangtze River was dyed blood-red.

Yuelou let out a long sigh and said, "Why do you say that people always have to fight, always fight for power and profit, and fight with each other? I really can't get used to this kind of thing!"

The man laughed, "That's how people are. Who doesn't want to have a bigger house, more women, eat abalone bear's paw every day, and drink gyokuro elixir. This is true of individuals, and it is also true of the country as a 'collection of men', so there will always be deception, rape, vendettas, wars and so on. ”

Congshan put Yuelou's hand in his palm and said softly: "Whether it is when I traveled in Mongolia or now, my thoughts are exactly the same as yours, but we can't change this world in the slightest!"

We can only stagger around this filthy world like dogs, waiting to die, and those who are disgusting, their brains, spinal cords, and eyes will one day turn to dust, and they will be covered with all the disgusting things they can imagine. ’”

Yuelou looked at Congshan's sad eyes, stroked his hand, and said in amazement: "How can you think like this? Human beings are probably the most sensitive and emotionally rich beings in this universe with the most sensitive perception of external objects, at least on this planet, so don't feel sorry for yourself, be sad and decadent, cherish what you have now, and live a happy life is the most important." ”

Yuelou's words were so bright and bright, but Congshan felt that he was living in darkness forever. He suddenly remembered Mengci, what was she doing now, was she crying in her little room, with her fragile and beautiful body?

"Who the hell made me so sad?

Who the hell made Yumeci so sad?

Who makes Yuelou so accessible and happy?

Who is in control of our destiny?

Who the hell made this world like this......"

Satoyama has been thinking about these questions, but he has never thought about them. He felt that the smartest people in the world might not be able to answer these questions.

Congshan lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, his appearance made Yuelou even more sentimental.

Yuelou said: "I told you a long time ago: your life is better than before, I don't know how many times, wait quietly, you will always be happy." ”

Seeing that Congshan still didn't raise his head, she wrapped her arms around his waist and said to the man, "Do you have a wife and children?"

"Yes. I have two children, a boy and a girl. The boy is five years old and the girl is three years old. ”

"If you die, won't their lives be very difficult?"

"There's no way around it. If I had not gone to war, would my wife and children and you not have been killed by the people* or by the Japanese soldiers?"

Yuelou sighed: "Alas, indeed, if it weren't for you, we might have become dead long ago." ”

Cong Shan was still bowing his head, Yuelou shook his shoulder, and said coquettishly: "You also go to war! What's the use of staying at home all day and complaining?"

Congshan suddenly got up and walked towards the door without looking back. Yuelou hurriedly laid out the futon for the man, apologized, and chased him out.

In order to wait for Yuelou, Congshan went back early every afternoon.

That afternoon, as soon as he came home, he saw Yuelou washing his socks. He was surprised, "What are you doing when you don't sit in bed?"

Yuelou gave him a blank look, flicked the dirty water into his face and said, "Do you think I'm the one who can stay in bed?"

"What if you can't stay? Can you still run, jump, and get angry?"

"I can't run and jump, but I want to go to the park for a walk!"

Congshan didn't believe his ears, "Do you remember the last time you fell and almost scared us to death?"

Yuelou frowned and said, "It was a snowy day that time, and now there is no ice and snow on the road, how could I fall?"

Congshan smiled bitterly: "I can't control you, then I'll go and tell my mother and let her take care of you." ”

Yuelou smiled: "Why are you like a primary school student giving a report to the teacher? In fact, you told her, and she can't control me." She suddenly remembered something and said, "Speaking of mother, let's go and ask her how to educate the child? ”

Congshan groaned slightly and said, "Okay, this matter is indeed very tricky. ”

Yuelou is always very decisive, and Congshan was pulled to her mother's room before she could drink water. He poured a glass of water and waited with Yuelou for the maid to find his mother back.

Mrs. Lin came in with a basket on her arm, and her face was covered with sweat-soaked dust. Her whole being exudes a kind of healthy vitality after labor.

Yuelou walked over and wiped the dust from her mother's face while staring at the vegetables in the basket. The dish is turquoise, and there is a frost-like white thing on the back. There are about seven or eight leaves on each dish, and each leaf is about a centimeter wide.

She smiled and said, "You're digging this dish again!"

Mrs. Lin was surprised and said, "'This dish'? You haven't known what it is after eating it for more than 20 years?"

Yuelou blinked and said, "Of course I know what kind of dish this is, but I just want Congshan to guess." ”

She took a dish and put it in front of Congshan and said, "Do you know what kind of dish this is?"

Congshan grinned and snorted, "Bitter herbs." I'm from the countryside, so how can I not even know this. ”

Yuelou pouted, "You're smart, but why don't you let me go to the park?"

Congshan frowned and said, "You gave birth in a few days, who can afford what happens now?"

"The doctor didn't say that pregnant women should walk more and climb stairs." She added, "Mother, let's ask you a few questions. ”

"What's the problem?"

"It's just a few questions about children. ”

"Oh, you ask. ”

"Congshan thinks that children must be brought by their parents, and if they let the older generation take them, there will be personality problems, but I think you can also bring children. I'm so scared to take care of my children, and I'll get old with them. What do you think?"

Mrs. Lin smiled and said, "How can there be such a thing, Yuelou was brought by her grandmother, isn't her personality very good? Besides, I also want to take your children." Watching Xidie grow up, I will feel like I am only 20 years old. ”

Yuelou took her mother's hand and put it on her face, and said with a gentle look in her eyes: "You are only twenty years old!"

Congshan was silent, and the expression on his face seemed very dissatisfied. Yuelou grabbed his arm and smiled: "It's okay if you're unhappy now, anyway, you'll be relieved after a while." ”

She asked again, "Was Grandmother me?"

"Of course not, the average grandparent will not be harsh on their grandchildren. ”

"Oh, so do you think it's better to be harsh or not?"

"It's good not to be strict! Children love to play by nature. He just grows up according to his own ideas, so why should his parents make so many rules?"

Yuelou glanced at Congshan, and his face became even more gloomy. Although her heart ached, she thought that it was a major event related to the child's life, so she continued to ask.

"Mother, is there a reconciliation between leniency and strictness?"

"'Relaxed' and 'strict' are like 'extroverted' and 'introverted' in a person's personality. Isn't it funny for a person to say, 'This person' is both 'introverted' and 'extroverted'? It is enough for parents to tell their children when they do something wrong, 'This is wrong.' ”

She added: "Especially when it comes to learning, parents don't have to ask about it. ”

Congshan held Yuelou's hand tightly, and her hands were hurt by him. She looked at Congshan again, and saw that his cheeks were bulging, like two big turnips, and tears were slowly flowing down his cheeks.

He suddenly picked up the cup of tea on the table that was still boiling hot and drank it in one gulp.

Mrs. Lin looked at the tears in Congshan's eyes and said, "I know why you want to raise your own children, and I know why you want her to be given a strict education, but you don't have to worry at all, isn't Yuelou a good example of growing up in a relaxed environment?"

Yuelou put Congshan's hand on his stomach, pillowed his head on his arm, and said softly: "With her, we are truly a family." We're sure to make you happy. ”

"I know you don't like to pick up your child from kindergarten, so I'll pick you up and drop me off. We let her drink porridge and eat steamed buns in the morning, and let her eat vegetables and meat in the evening. She may prefer dim sum, but buns are always more nutritious than dim sum. I will wash her clothes and diapers by myself! If you want a servant to wash them for me, I will be anxious with you! I will wear her the finest clothes, the most beautiful hairpins, the most beautiful shoes, and the warmest oil. Well...... I also want her to have long hair, and girls with long hair look more gentle......"

The color in Yuelou's eyes made Mrs. Lin want to hug her tightly. She saw in her eyes the innocence and fragility of her childhood.

Yuelou sat up straight and said seriously, "What kind of man do you think she should marry in the future?"

Mrs. Lin laughed and said, "It's too early for you to ask this question, right?"

"She's always going to grow up, isn't it the parent's responsibility to think about everything for her now?"

"Men are like mountains, as long as they can be relied on. ”

Yuelou hung her head and muttered: "Yes, a man should make a woman feel down-to-earth, and he should be the pillar of a family." ”

She turned around and said, "What do you think, dear husband?"

"You decide," Satoyama said impatiently.

"Say it, I'm angry if you don't say it. ”

"I think what you say now is nonsense, and what kind of person she marries in the future depends on what kind of person she is?"

Yuelou said softly: "Since you don't want me to go to the park, then let's take a break in the garden." ”