General Xue Ping received a message from a secret person in the Northern Zhao Army, saying that every late night, the Northern Zhao Army would send a team of men and horses to spy on the South Vietnamese defenders, with obvious bad intentions. The letter contained a detailed time of observation, and Xue Ping checked the date, which coincided with the date when the South Vietnamese mission was sent to negotiate peace with the North Zhao.

He was suspicious, could it be that Bei Zhao had no intention of negotiating peace at all, and the reason why he agreed to a temporary truce was just to paralyze the South Vietnamese army, and he made other arrangements in private.

Resist the enemy, cunning and changeable, when the general must consider the enemy far-reaching, not just in front of him. He was responsible for the safety of the entire South Vietnamese army, and sometimes the slightest difference would be a thousand miles away, and he should not be left to chance.

Since receiving the secret report, Xue Ping has been observing for several days in succession and found that the enemy army is indeed somewhat suspicious. The Northern Zhao Army can be described as abnormal, since the two states have the intention of marrying, the Northern Zhao Army not only does not have any soothing state, but has been more diligent in training.

The enemy's main general was nine micro, and he patrolled the city every night until the very late. Sometimes when he saw her figure from afar through the tall city tower, he had a feeling of admiration. A woman, to be honest, many times, he has to go to rest, but she still does not stop patrolling the city.

Xue Ping admitted that he began to deliberately look for every opportunity to observe her. He began to pay attention to this person who had not been taken to heart, even though she was the commander of the enemy army, but after all, she was a woman. Maybe subconsciously he was still a little bored with her, thinking that playing against her, no matter whether he won or lost, was not a glorious thing for him Xue Ping.

However, this name appeared in the mouth of his own brother, so this matter became a curious burden that could not be shaken off. It gradually accumulated into an invisible hill, with a sense of oppression that cannot be ignored.

His younger brother, Xue Jian, is a difficult child. He was four years older than Xue Jian, but they were like an invisible chasm, and there was nothing to talk about in words and deeds. Although I can't say that I can fight when we meet, I don't have any memories of getting along with Le.

He felt that Xue Jian's behavior was casual and frivolous, and it was difficult to take on heavy responsibilities. Xue Jian felt that he was as conservative and stubborn as his father, and he didn't know how to be flexible.

In the past, when my mother was still alive, the family was still half of the family. Dad naturally looks towards him, and his mother has always been biased towards Xue Jian. Quarrels are inevitable, but the eerie balance is always there.

But my mother died, and everything changed. At that time, her mother was very sick, and her only wish was to see her father before she died, but her father did not return because of the war. When my father came back, my mother was already gone.

And his younger brother Xue Jian has also changed like a different person since then. He drank heavily all day long, and his father couldn't get used to it, so he used family law to beat him. After a long time, he left home.

Before its implementation, Xue Jian had also revealed some clues, but at that time, he was careless and didn't realize what was wrong.

"Brother, you said that if I don't leave home again, will I go with my mother under my father's 'killing stick' one day?"

"You're going to talk nonsense. You also know your father's temper, eat soft or not hard, you just take soft, why bother to die hard to the end, and suffer every day. ”

"So you're his good son, and I'm just a rebel." Xue Jian smiled with him while drinking, "It's a good thing to suffer hardship, brother, you don't understand." That kind of pain is proof that you're alive, not a walking corpse. ”

At that time, I only thought that he was full of nonsense, but I didn't think about the mood in which he would say such a thing.

Later, when he went on an expedition and returned, Xue Jian was no longer there. When the building was empty, he didn't leave a word and disappeared. The General's Mansion became quiet, and he would never see his father glared at him with a stick.

After quieting down, Dad seemed to age quickly, and sometimes he played chess with himself, and sat outside the gazebo in the back of the sun all day.

Once, my father was drinking with him, a little drunk, and his eyes were full of red bloodshots, "God treats me well, and when I am old, my wish will come true." ”

Xue Ping was speechless, looking at his father but not knowing how to comfort him. He is not Xue Jian, he does not have the eloquence that he had that day. He knew that his father was sad, he was thinking about Xue Jian, but he never said it. He would only say things that were insincere when he was drunk.

"I always scolded him back then, if only I had never had a son like you." This sentence is the previous sentence of the sentence just now. Helpless and desolate.

"Daddy......" After saying this, the comfort behind him didn't know what to say.

"Ping'er, you're a good boy, unlike him......" His father waved his hand, touched the wine jug, the spout was tilted, and the wine overflowed on the table, "ruthless......"

In fact, he had secretly looked for Xue Jian. Dad used to talk about those fox friends and dog friends who had a close relationship with Xue Jian, those places where Xue Jian had stayed, and even the rentable mansion near the temple where his mother liked to live in Xiangxiao, but unfortunately found nothing.

At that time, he realized that he didn't know his younger brother Xue Jian at all. He's not a good brother by the point.

It was the fifth year that Xue Jian had left home. He had never said a word, as if there had never been such a person in this world. Dad said he was ruthless, and he thought he was. Perhaps his younger brother is a resolute man, and the things he decides cannot be changed.

Xue Jian is the person who is most like his father, maybe neither father nor son will admit this. But that decisive style is the most prominent quality of the father who has been fighting on the battlefield for half his life.

He was the eldest son of his father, he inherited the traditions of the Xue family, and he became the second general Xue, but his decisiveness was far inferior to his father, and even inferior to his younger brother. He is a leader of soldiers, but only he knows that he is actually a little indecisive many times.

It was a pure coincidence to meet Xue Jian again. It never occurred to him that the younger brother he had never given up looking for was actually not far from his nose.

At that time, the two armies of North Zhao and South Vietnam were still facing each other. The blizzard almost sealed the city gates, not only the South Vietnamese army, but also the North Zhao army. The battle situation was extremely difficult, and many of the officers and men in the army fell ill. The illness was sudden, but it was not reported in time, it seemed that there were also sick soldiers in the Beizhao army, and the other party was obviously more serious, and the whole army was waiting but refused to fight.

Xue Ping breathed a sigh of relief. Although the battle report was slow, it hung up the war-free card. The other side did not fight, in fact, the current situation of the South Vietnamese army was not suitable for a war I, and it was just an opportunity to recuperate.

But the blizzard didn't know when it would stop, and the military supplies were in urgent need, so he took the opportunity of not fighting, and went out of the city with the grain transport soldiers, thinking of ordering some medicinal materials in large quantities for the army's emergency needs.

Just in front of the medicinal herb shop, I met Xue Jian. He almost missed his brother.

They hadn't seen each other for five or six years, and Xue Jian had changed so much that he could barely recognize him. Xue Jian didn't take the initiative to step forward. Xue Ping believed that if it weren't for Xue Jian's leg injury and his inability to walk fast, he would have gone his separate ways with him silently.

Xue Ping didn't alarm Xue Jian, this time he chose to follow. He wanted to know where Xue Jian was staying, instead of blindly grabbing him in front of him and forcing him to ask where he had gone all these years. In the years since he left home, Xue Ping has been pondering what he did wrong, so that when his younger brother left, he didn't even say a word of nostalgia to the people in this family, not only his father, but also his brother.

He thought that he was well hidden, if it weren't for Xue Jian sitting down to rest halfway and looking at the place where he was hiding with a smile, he would have thought that he had succeeded.

"Okay, General Xue, just play with you for a while. I'm so lame, you obviously led the horse, and you didn't say that you took the initiative to give it to me, let me relax, sure enough, all these years, I still don't know how to take care of people younger than you. ”

This used to sound a little sharp, but now it feels very intimate. This is his younger brother Xue Jian, even after years, he doesn't seem to have changed much.

He slowly led the horse forward and looked at Xue Jian condescendingly, "What's wrong with your legs?" ”

"It snowed and broke."

They talked as usual, as if the years in between had become a blank page, and turned over as if nothing had changed.

"What are you doing at the drugstore? Sick? ”

"Some of the soldiers in the army are sick because of the blizzard, and I also want to prepare some medicine, so that I won't be in a hurry when I can use it."

Xue Jian smiled, "This snow is really good." Both sides were sick, and the battle was fought. This is providence, General Xue, do you believe it? ”

His younger brother Xue Jian hated war. In the past, when his mother was alive, he hated that his father was always busy with war, but he rarely stayed in the house to eat with his mother. He hated wars, he hated being a general, he hated everything related to the army.

At this moment, his attitude was much softer, but Xue Ping understood that Xue Jian still hated fighting.

But he noticed one word. Both sides? At this moment, the only one who can be called both sides with the South Vietnamese Army is the Northern Zhao Army. But how did he know that someone in the Northern Zhao army was sick?

"Just walk for half a cup of tea." Xue Jian pointed to his horse, "General Xue, will you send it on the next trip?" ”

Xue Ping was a little happy in his heart. At least Xue Jian asked him to send him, not to ask him to go back, or to ask him not to bother him anymore.

At the end of Xue Jian's trip, Xue Ping was a little surprised by the deep courtyard of the grass house that occupied a large area.

"You've been here all these years? It is not far from the capital of South Vietnam, and it can be reached in less than half a day.

"That's right, General Xue, didn't expect that, right?" Xue Jian smiled, "I left home, but I didn't fly far. My mother's grave is in South Vietnam, how can I abandon her and go away? For many years, I was with her, and if I left her, she would be lonely. ”

Xue Ping didn't speak, looking at him, as if he didn't know what to say. He thought about it a lot, but he missed this layer, and it was really confusing to think about it.