No one could know Hermulan's remorse for what the villagers had said. It's a sense of guilt that no one else can understand.

She takes Mulan's place in her life and makes a mess of her present and future. She got her memories, but only recalled the specific content when she could trigger it, and it was for this reason that she didn't know that Mulan still had a bunch of friends waiting to be helped, or waiting to be taken care of.

Now she's here, and everybody is telling her that the people you're looking for are dead. I'm dying in the time when you haven't heard from you. Although He Mullan knew that there was something strange about this, her strong sense of guilt forced her to start speculating, and endlessly circulating in her mind self-reproachful words such as "I came late because I was late".

It is for this reason that when Hermulan saw the woman emerging from the hut next to the grave, he was not relieved, but a sense of anger at being fooled and deceived.

Is this wilderness, where there is no one in the wilderness, a place where people live? What is it that makes it necessary to treat a hero's family like this?

Qiu Lin Mo Zhen fought to the death on the battlefield, just to protect such a group of people who ignored his wife and children who lived by the grave, and even said "The people of the Qiu Lin family are dead" without any psychological burden to relatives and friends who came to visit? .

Yes, it was Qiu Lin Mo Zhen's wife who came out of the small stone house.

-- Wang Shi, whom Mulan had met eight years ago.

Finding the owner, He Mullan hurried down the mountain and carried the gifts and sacrifices up the mountain one by one. She seemed to vent her feelings, and she seemed to be masochistic, not letting anyone interfere at all, but carrying on her shoulders those things that might not be heavy to her, but others seemed to be unable to stand by and watch that amount, and moved up the mountain little by little.

He Mulan kept thinking about how a thin woman like Wang would carry rice noodles up the mountain like this when she was carrying things up the mountain. How could a thin woman like her, on such a lonely mountain bag, endure the ghostly crying of the whistling mountain wind, and the loneliness of being deserted.

How old is Wang? It's not even forty, right?

How long have these days passed? Half? A year? Or longer?

"General Hua, why do you call me like this, ......" Wang watched He Mulan put the soup sheep and wind sheep on her back into the house, and his expression could be described as panic.

"I'm a woman's family, where do I use so many things, and it's not good to concoct cattle and sheep in the mountains, and it's all broken when I turn around!"

"I'm bringing all the wax goods and the wind sheep, you can just hang them at the door. It's not hot now, so it can't be bad." He Mullan patted his clothes outside the house that had been stained by all kinds of wax goods, and wanted to continue to carry them.

Her sleeve was suddenly pulled by Wang.

"General Hua, don't go again." She leaned down and almost hung her head down to her chest, "You've done enough, you don't need such ......"

He Mulan didn't know why she was so suddenly low, but she could probably understand that a woman who chose to live in this way must have a sad story, so she turned around and patted her hand, and said softly:

"You know I'm a woman, right? It's all women, what's there to be embarrassed about? In this world, it's not fair to women, I'm just a little nicer to my own kind, so how can I count too much?"

"No, it's not like that......"

Wang's choked voice came out. I didn't take good care of Mo Zhen's son, and I disgraced the Qiu Lin family."

"I'll talk about it when I get back. The coachman has to wait to get back." He Mullan smiled, turned around and went down again.

The coachman went back with a sigh of relief, Edan Zhuo had already prepared the sacrificial things by the grave of Qiu Lin Mo Zhen, He Mulan put everything in the side room of the hut, scooped a scoop of water in the water tank outside and washed his face and hands, and went to Qiu Lin Mo Zhen's grave with Edan Zhuo to burn incense, toast and burn paper.

While they were doing this, the Wang family leaned against the door of the yang house and looked at them with tears in his eyes, as if he wanted to shed tears for the rest of his life.

After He Mulan finished this qiē, he took Edan Zhuo into the house and began to introduce them to both parties: "This is my comrade, Lang General Qiu Lin Mo Zhen's wife, her maiden name is Wang, you can call her Aunt Wang."

"Aunt Wang is well."

Edan Zhuo knelt down and kowtowed.

Wang also returned the gift □ the son.

"This is the son of my former chief of fire, and his name is Adandruk. He's just eighteen, a year younger than your son. He came to visit me many years ago, so I took him out on a tour and saw him for a long time." He Mulan looked at the Wang clan and asked her with some expectation: "Since the villagers and I said that you are all dead is false, then the Qiulin Leopard Sudden should be fine, right?" Where did he go, did he go hunting?"

As soon as Qiu Lin Mo Zhen's son was mentioned, Wang's face turned pale, and then white turned red again. Edan Zhuo sat behind He Mulan, looking at the complicated face of this woman in a similar situation to his family, and couldn't help but wonder what happened to the child named "Leopard Tu".

"Yes, so it wasn't because I heard that rumor that I didn't send anything anymore......" she began to whisper to herself. …… And don't you know anything?"

This fact made her ashamed and sad, and then rose to the joy of losing it and the disgust of fear that the other party would know the truth.

So Wang hesitated for a long time, but finally opened his mouth cowardly: "The villagers are right, the hills and forests here...... There is no one anymore.".

[,！ "What?" He Mulan's eyes widened, and he stood up suddenly. What's going on? Did something happen?"

"The leopard fell into the valley while hunting, and he didn't even find the corpse, he must have been eaten by some jackal, tiger and leopard......" Wang covered his face and cried, "It's my fault, my fault, I didn't take good care of my husband's son, don't ask."

"The townspeople? And what about Qiu Lin Mo Zhen's younger brother? Didn't I live with you?"

"He went back to his ancestral land a few years ago, and he didn't live here anymore." Wang sobbed as he explained.

"He went back to his ancestral land? He promised Qiu Lin Mo Zhen to take care of your wife and children...... "He Mulan is incredible, "The man is a daughter, and I am a daughter, and I still do what I say, he and you are flesh and blood......"

"Don't say it, I'm even more uncomfortable if I say it!"

Wang burst into tears. Why did Mo Zhen leave our mother and son, even if you take care of it, how can this world be better! He is an uncle, I am a widowed sister-in-law, it is normal for him to can't stand the gossip of others and leave, and we can't force him to take care of us because he is a close relative...... It's just our hard life! "

Widowed sister-in-law? Brother-in-law?

What the hell is this Wang talking about?

Did she mean that Qiu Lin Mo Zhen's younger brother Mo Lei was afraid of the gossip in the countryside, so he went back to his hometown regardless of it?

How is this possible? Xianbei people originally have the practice of accepting sisters-in-law after their brothers die, although some brothers and sisters-in-law will not have a relationship with each other at all, but they also have to support their brothers' families in the name of their wives, which is not a problem at all in the Xianbei people!

Even if you really get married, it's nothing, let alone just living next door and taking care of it!

He Mulan was about to ask again, but Edan Zhuo suddenly pulled the corner of her clothes behind her, and He Mulan turned around, only to find that Edan Zhuo shook his head gently.

This child rarely took the initiative to say what he thought, thinking that Shan Zhuo's family was also a widowed mother and living in the same clan with her child, maybe there was really something hidden she didn't know and didn't necessarily, so she had to keep silent and never ask again.

Seeing that He Mulan no longer asked, Wang was obviously relieved, but his tears were still like beads with broken threads.

He Mulan was depressed in her heart, she never knew that a person could cry to such an extent, and the hearts and livers of others who cried were in chaos.

"I ...... I'll go out and breathe."

He Mulan stood up suddenly, asked for a sin, and then went out of the house, and breathed a long sigh of relief at Qiu Lin Mo Zhen's tomb.

At this time, she found that there was a small bulge next to Qiu Lin Mo Zhen's tomb, but there was no tombstone and nothing that looked like a tomb, so she didn't think about it.

So, is that the grave of the Leopard Tut in the hills? Because there is no corpse in the dead, so the clothed mound is erected?

The woman lives here to keep the grave of her son and husband and wants the family to live together?

"Am I a fool?"

Hermulan was enraged by this speculation, which was not romantic at all, and frowned and wanted to rush in and ask again.

She has eyes to see, ears to hear, if the Wang family is still living in her own house, she says that she still believes in this evil, but now she has lived in this ghost place, the villagers are avoiding or disgusted attitude, she herself is ashamed when she talks about the past, is she blind?

What the hell is she hiding?

Hermulan immediately had a grudge against this woman.

After a while, footsteps came out from behind her.

There are only two people in boots here, and it goes without saying who is following them.

"You're out too." He Mulan didn't look back.

"Hmm." Shan Zhuo's voice was muffled.

"Let's go for a walk."

She lifted her feet and walked towards the other end of the dirt slope.

The two walked to the edge of the dirt mountain, looked at the large area of trees under the mountain, and were silent.

"Do you think what Wang said is credible?" He Mullan finally couldn't help but break the silence. Why are you tugging at the corners of my clothes?"

"To be honest, from the moment those villagers in Xiaoshi Township said that the Qiu Lin family was dead, I knew that this family must have done something bad."

There is something oppressive about Ardan Zhuo's words.

"Aunt Hua, you don't know what kind of life orphans and widows will be like in the countryside, even if people say that your family is not behind their backs, but outside, especially in front of outsiders, they will still maintain the dignity of the families of the war dead."

"My grandfather left early, I lost my grandfather when I was four years old, my grandmother took me very difficult, although you take care of it, and you have the protection of your name, the gossip about my family has never been cut off. My grandmother never went out by herself, and if she wanted to say goodbye, she would also go out, not because she wanted to keep a festival or for the sake ......of fame."

Shan Zhuo squeezed his fist. It's because we need the protection of the clan. My aunt must show the value of the clan worthy of my intentions."

The Xianbei people and the Han people are not the same concept at all. Xianbei men, especially military households, have Yongye fields since birth, and if they reach adulthood, there will be more fields to be allocated. Xianbei military households marrying wives will have the court in charge of the matchmaker, there is room for selection, and they will also receive subsidies from the military government.

If a military family has other skills, they will be assigned a lot of extra work and get a lot of private work, which are all sources of income.

For example, the younger brother of the Hua family is good at raising horses, and his family has raised many war horses for the army; Arman Zhuo's arm strength is amazing, and he will go to the blacksmith shop to help cast weapons [,!] ]

Military households cannot find jobs on their own, and when they do not enlist in the army, they can only rely on farming to make a living, and if the fields are not produced well, the family will have a very difficult life. At this time, if you are assigned other jobs in the clan, you will not be considered looking for a "private job" by yourself, and you will be able to get a lot of good reputation.

The same clan is the best bond in the army, Mulan was born in Huaishuo, there is the Huaishuo Legion in the left army, and the Wuchuan Legion in the Chinese army, they take the same clan and the same region as the core, advance and retreat together, work together, and sometimes often burst out with strong combat effectiveness than the average elite troops.

These are the traditions and spirits that the Xianbei people have poured into their blood, just as the Han people can never forget the ceremonial patriarchy, and the Xianbei people regard honor and meritorious service as the benchmark for judging.

But until then, you have to live.

"This is Shangdang, and the situation is more complicated than our six northern towns. In Wuchuan, where I am located, the Han people account for less than one percent, and the Huaishuo where you live is also dominated by Xianbei people and Zahu. But here is Shangdang, half Han and half Xianbei people, and there are people of various ethnic groups such as Qiang, Xia, and Zahu, and no one knows what will happen here."

Shan Zhuo scratched his head, "I also think that Aunt Wang has something to hide, but a woman with a child, if she really does anything wrong, it will be pitiful enough to end up like this. If she kills people and sets fires, the township will not let her go, then it can only be said that she is doing something that everyone is not used to, but she cannot directly blame and punish......"

"If that's the case......" Ardan looked at the sky, "let's not know."

"When you don't know?" He Mullan turned around and looked. How can you not know?"

"We're passers-by, aren't we?" Shan Zhuo thinks very clearly." Everyone's path is her own choice, she chooses the path she wants to take, and what kind of end she will go to is also what she should understand. Even if it's self-inflicted, Aunt Hua, you've done enough."

"You raised us to adulthood, and often sent personal soldiers to our house to ask for warmth, and wrote to us to find a master to learn martial arts...... You've done enough. Our father didn't die to save you, you raised us out of the morality of your comrades, and we don't know how to repay us, and then we should go our own way, otherwise it's really sorry for the lintel of our ancestors."

"I'm not ...... for you to repay me"

He Mulan explained. Mulan never thought of repaying the reward, she was that kind of person, because she felt that she should do it, and she did it like this.

"Because of this, we must walk on the path of righteousness." Shan Zhuo nodded heavily, "We have taken on so much 'kindness' to live in this world, what we should do is to make people feel that their 'kindness' is valuable, not to live up to it."

"So......" Shan Zhuo's voice was inexplicably pathetic. Aunt Hua, don't ask again. If they do something bad, treat them as 'strangers' in the future, and completely spread your hands, and you have done everything you have to do. An upright person doesn't go bad just because you're absent from him for a short year in his life. If they haven't done anything bad, then they are already worthy of your 'kindness', so why should you go to the bottom of it?"

"There seems to be some truth in what you said...... "He Mulan was a little dazed by Shan Zhuo's words, "You mean, the Wang family is going to do something wrong, she has already borne the bitter fruit now, and I have already done what I should do, so don't mind. If she didn't do anything wrong, then I don't have to ask, because I don't need to question someone who hasn't done anything wrong......"

"Is that what you mean?"

"Probably. But look at it this way......"

Shan Zhuo pursed his lips.

"It's not like you're ashamed."

Shan Zhuo may have experienced a lot since he was a child, and he stands at a very different angle from Hermulan, so what he thinks is completely different from Hermulan's.

What Shan Zhuo thinks about is that as a family that has been gifted with kindness, although it is not said that it must be successful, but at least it must not be chilling. And from the moment they do something that even they are ashamed of, the person who makes the act of kindness can spread his hand because it is their own choice.

But Hermulan, or Mulan, as a gift-giver, stands from a completely different perspective than Edan Zhuo.

Anyone who has experience in giving knows that all those who give kindness without selfishness want to "get" a better life. The giver hopes to get the other person out of a bad situation and make life better through their "giving", rather than pursuing some kind of reward or false fame.

Reward and fame are just add-ons to that kind of "goodwill", an extra surprise.

That's right, so He Mulan has persevered for so many years of hard work for Mulan, but in the end he still didn't get a perfect result, at least a regret and sadness like Shan Zhuo's unregrettable result.

She didn't know what was going on in the Qiu Lin family, and she didn't know what the Wang family was trying to hide for. The way modern people do things and her reason tell her that the best way to deal with this matter is to face this matter as Shan Zhuo said, anyway, Qiulin Leopard Tu is already "dead", and since the Wang family can live a good life for a year without receiving relief, it is better to spread your hands now and continue to live with her.

But she was just scared.

It's like something is blocking my chest.

"What the hell is ......?"

He Mullan scratched at his hair irritably. If you don't figure it out, you won't be able to sleep at all, right?".

[,！ "Whew...... Drink ......" Shan Zhuo's snoring was like thunder, "shhh...... Whew......"

"This kid should be tired of running around with me." He Mulan shook his head, "This snoring is like dropping a bomb from an airplane."

Is it still happier to live a tendon? Say sleep and sleep.

After communicating with Adanzhuo for a while, Hemulan's doubts were not answered, but at least someone spoke, and the depression was vented a little.

She also felt that it was a bit inappropriate to ask a widowed mother "How did your son die, why did you live here alone, what happened", after all, if there was really any grievance, the Wang family should have begun to appeal to her grievances when he saw her.

Her attitude was clearly one of weakness of heart rather than anger.

He Mulan and Ardan Zhuo's dinner was served here, because it was a room for the tomb keepers, so there was a stove room, and the firewood was rested, and there were no large pieces of wood.

Wang's hot food should be eaten very little on weekdays.

Seeing this situation, He Mulan and Ah Danzhuo helped the Wang family chop a pile of firewood, and when they knew that even the water had to be fetched in a small stream at the bottom of the mountain on weekdays, they silently filled her water tank.

It can be said that the food for dinner does not know the taste, the Wang family does not even raise chickens, and there are only some rice noodles and cured meat that is not easy to spoil in the stove. The wild vegetables were dug up by Shan Zhuo, probably because she couldn't open the ground with little strength, and it was not easy to pick fertilizer, although there were large areas of open space, but she didn't even plant a single acre of vegetables.

He Mulan didn't know whether to be disappointed or sad, the family that Mulan once tightened her belt to support, and now she has lived her life like this.

She didn't even dare to continue to ask, for fear that this woman's true love would fluctuate to the point that she would do something stupid.

After all, Hermulan had been crying since she first saw her, and she didn't look like a strong woman at all. She didn't even maintain hope in prison, and Zhang Li was reassuring.

So He Mullan can only toss and turn here by himself, blocking himself half to death, and repeatedly struggling between asking or not asking.

Damn it!

Don't want to!

Hermulan rolled over again.

Let's go tomorrow and go to the next place!.

Salad salad.

Quack quack.

A strange voice suddenly came from the doorway. The voice was too small for ordinary people to notice at all, but He Mulan had already been trained to be extraordinarily alert by the rangers who often came to "night raids" before, and as soon as he heard this sound that made his scalp tingle, he immediately sat up.

This is the sound of the door being opened after the latch is opened, and the door is quietly pushed.

He Mulan, who was not asleep, sat up at once, and patted Shan Zhuo, who was asleep next to him, □.

They slept in the side room, and Wang originally wanted to give them the main house, but He Mulan and Ah Danzhuo did not accept it, and removed the mats and blankets from their horses, and Wang found another mattress, and fell asleep.

Shan Zhuo snorted and shook the sky, He Mulan patted it and didn't wake up, and after pushing it again, he just turned over and continued to sleep, He Mulan heard the footsteps and had come in, and he didn't care about anything else at the moment, so he immediately picked up the rock at hand, and moved to the door on tiptoe.

It's a single woman's house living here, who will sneak into someone's grave in the middle of the night?

He Mulan bit his lower lip tightly, and he wanted to rush out and beat the man flat.

The man who came in through the door was stunned as soon as he entered the door.

"Why are there so many things? Did you go down the mountain to buy something?" The man touched his face, "Do you know I'm coming back?"

He tiptoed to the door of the main room of the Wang family, and He Mulan was already nervously about to draw his sword, but he stopped and went straight to the side room.

Well, she should have slept soundly, or not scare her away. I'll go back to the house and get some sleep first, it's too hard to travel at night......

He yawned while clutching his collarbone.

When He Mullan saw him walking to the small room, he was immediately displeased.

It's so familiar, and it's a man, it's really a bad association. If he had just entered Wang's room, she would have had to break his leg with a knife, but now that he was going to the small room, He Mulan's brows relaxed, and he dodged and hid in the corner.

"I haven't been back for two months......" the man heard the snoring sound coming from the room and immediately became furious.

This voice is a man that even a fool hears!

"Damn, who are you! How in Lao Tzu's ......" He pulled out the dagger from his bosom and was about to stick it forward.

His familiar voice reminded Mullan of who he was, and at once he pulled out the rock, stepped out of the shadows, and put his sword around his neck at once.

"This old seventh ......," He Mulan snorted coldly, "you are really ghostly. Why, do you miss the feeling of having my sword on my neck?"

"I'm the one who is haunted, right? We'll all let you go, and you're actually following me to ......" The leopard-clad man said halfway through gritted teeth, suddenly stunned.

He was wounded and couldn't walk fast, and these people were obviously walking ahead of him, so they got here.

They couldn't have come with him!

"How good a widow are you?"

He Mulan suddenly thought of what the "fourth" joked about him, and sent some more of the rock in his hand hatefully, which made him feel a pain in his neck and snorted.

"You're mad, this is the grave of Qiu Lin Mozhen. [,！ Chi! "

"Of course I know whose tomb this is, you crazy ......"

He Mulan's voice finally woke up Shan Zhuo, he rubbed his eyes, got up in a daze, and asked inexplicably:

"Aunt Hua, what's wrong? Who are you talking to in the middle of the night?"

Seeing Ardan Zhuo, He Mulan suddenly figured out some questions in her mind, she let go of the rock in her hand with some shock, and asked with a big change in her face:

"You're a Hilly Leopard?"

Hearing He Mulan report his name, "Lao Qi" narrowed his eyes: "Who are you?" Why do you know my name? In my house again?"

"At home? It's called home, too?" He Mulan angrily threw the rock in his hand to the ground, and the sound of "Kuangcang" when the heavy sword landed on the ground woke up all the people in this "Yang House".

Hermulan's depression finally found an outlet.

"Who am I, you ask?"

Her eyes glowed horribly in the darkness, and there was an inexplicable sadness and disappointment in her tone.

"I will let you know who I am by you on the road......

An inexplicable panic and tremendous pressure made the Woodland Leopard suddenly breathless.

His heart was beating like it was about to break.

He Mullan grinned, and said as if self-deprecatingly:

"I'm Huaishuo Mulan."

The author has something to say: the next one is before dinner. Today's vacation can be a good codeword, ah, hahaha, finally don't work overtime once!

Small Theatre:

Her eyes glowed horribly in the darkness......

Shan Zhuo: That's the light! This is the light! This bear kid is going to be spanked!