"Rou Mei Ruyu:

On the ninth day of the first month, everyone left a letter to be sent back after the sacrifice, and the rest of his life was alone, and he did not care, thinking of the quarrel the day before, so he left this letter......"

The time may be in the first month of a year ago, in Zhangcun, in the dim light of the night, the bearded old man licked the tip of the nose of the brush with his tongue, and wrote such words, looking at the sentence "The rest of my life is lonely, and I don't care", I feel that I am particularly chic and bad.

“…… The remaining sixteen are in the army, seventeen are murderous, twenty are school captains, and half a life is a horse...... However, in the thirteenth year of Jinghan, Xia Cun didn't know that Meng Lang was flashy in this life, and it was all vain......"

His calligraphy is strong and wild, it doesn't seem to be bad, from the sixteenth in the army, he began to recall the bits and pieces of half his life, and then to the transformation of Xia Village, holding his head and tangled for a moment, muttering: "Who the hell is interested in watching these ......"

Then the words were crossed with a black line, indicating that they had been deleted, and they were not rewritten on paper, and a new line was opened after them.

“…… After joining the Chinese Army, he was a little bit of a soldier in the army, but he was a friend, and he felt that he was despicable and worthless. My sister was born in a high family, smart and smart, knowledgeable, and for several years, I have been able to meet my sister, which is a great blessing for the rest of my life......"

"Wouldn't you praise her too much......" the old man muttered as he wrote here. The process of his acquaintance with the woman is not dull, when the Huaxia army withdrew from Xiaocanghe, he walked in the second half, temporarily took over the task of escorting several scholars' families, this woman was in it, and also picked up two children who could not walk fast, and he was even more worried about being tired, he was attacked several times on the road, he saved her several times, gave her two slaps, she also blocked a knife for him when she was in danger, and dragged the speed slower in the case of injury.

Later, there were scolding and scolding quarrels all the way, and the only one who could force the woman who used to be knowledgeable and stingy to this step was herself, and the stupid children she taught were not as good as herself.

"Hey......

“…… Yongqing's plan to go on an expedition is full of dangers, and Yu and his brotherhood cannot stay out of it. This long journey, out of the Sichuan four roads, through the Sword Pavilion, deep into the enemy's hinterland, nine deaths. I quarreled with my sister the day before yesterday, and I really didn't want to involve others at this time, but Meng Lang for the rest of my life, I can win my sister's favor, and I keep this feeling in mind. However, Yu is not a good match, if this letter is sent, you and my brother and sister or the world is separated by one side, but the love of this brother and sister can be learned from heaven and earth. ”

“…… Yu is a Chinese soldier, because for more than ten years, the Jurchen was brutal and bullied China, and the Wu Dynasty was ignorant and difficult to cheer up. For more than ten years, there were no dead people in the world, and the survivors were also in purgatory, and the tragic situation was difficult to describe. It is a great misfortune in life for our brothers and sisters to encounter troubled times, but it is useless to complain, so we have to sacrifice our lives for it. ”

“…… The rest of the expedition is imminent, only you are the only one who remembers in your heart, if you can't return, your sister should be good at self-cherishing, and the future life will ......"

He scribbled his notes, and when he wrote here, he was getting faster and faster, and he added a lot of words about the need for someone to find a well-informed literati to live a good life. When I had to stop writing, there were few hastily patches on the two pieces of letterhead, and I felt that the words were not in line with the meaning when I reread them. For example, the front said "I have no worries in my life" very chic, and then I said "only you have a heart in mind", isn't this a slap in the face, and it feels a little sissy, and the blessing in the second half is also, will it not seem sincere enough.

Before I started writing, I only planned to write a few sentences, after a few paragraphs, I also thought about polishing and recopying after writing, and after writing, I felt a little tired, and the expedition was imminent, and he was visiting each house in the past two days, and drank a lot of wine at night. The paper was folded and stuffed into an envelope.

It's better that you can't send it out.

He thought to himself.

That night, I dreamed again of the scene on the way to transfer from Xiaocang River a few years ago, and they ran all the way, helping each other forward in the heavy rain and mud. Later, she became a teacher in Heden, and he served in the General Staff, and he did not look for it very deliberately, and a few months later they saw each other, and he greeted her in the crowd, and then introduced to others: "This is my sister." The woman holding the book had a well-informed smile on her face.

Only when there is no one else, when they get along in private, she will tear off the mask and criticize him for being rude and buoyant rather dissatisfied.

……

The letters, along with a large pile of suicide notes, were placed in a cabinet and locked in a dark and quiet place, and so on for about a year and a half. In May, the letter was taken out, and someone checked a list: "Yo, how is this letter for ......"

The letter was sent to an office not far from Zhangcun at this time, and because of the tense wartime situation, a woman named Yong Jinrou, who had been seconded here, received the letter. There were also Master Li, Yuan Jin'er and others in the office, and when they saw the style of the letter, they understood what it was, and they all fell silent.

In May, when the war in the southwest ended in victory, several celebrations were held in the Chinese army, but the atmosphere that really belonged here was not impassioned cheers, but in the busy work and aftermath, the people in the entire force had to bear countless bad news and the ensuing weeping.

People have seen too many of those kinds of crying these days.

Of course, Yong Jinrou received this letter, which made people feel a little strange, and it could also make people feel lucky. In the past few years, as Yong Jinnian's younger sister, Yong Jinrou, who is well-informed and reasonable, has a lot of suitors in the army, either openly or secretly, but at least on the surface, she has not accepted anyone's pursuit, and there are more or less rumors in secret, but that is a rumor after all. The martyr's suicide note after dying in battle may have been a unilateral act by one of her admirers.

- In this way, at least, one less person will be harmed.

They saw Yong Jinrou tear open the envelope with an expressionless face, and took out two pieces of messy letterhead, after a while, they saw tears falling down, Yong Jinrou's body trembled, Yuan Jin'er closed the door, and when the master went over to support her, a hoarse cry finally came out of her throat......

They didn't know who wrote the suicide note, and they didn't know which man had won Yong Jinrou's favor before, but two days later, there was probably a guess.

Zhuo Yongqing, who returned from Changsha to report on his work, built a small mourning hall for his dead brother after returning to Zhangcun: this kind of private memorial service was usually simple in the Huaxia army in recent years, and at most it was only held for one day as a memorial. Mao Yishan, Hou Wu, Hou Yuanqi and others rushed back one after another.

It was Qu Qing who sacrificed.

Before the decisive battle of Tanzhou, they fell into an encounter, Qu Qing put on Zhuo Yongqing's armor, quite conspicuous, they encountered the enemy's attacks in turn, Qu Qing fell off the cliff with an enemy general in the fight, and fell to his death.

Yong Jinrou went to the mourning hall to worship Quqing and shed a lot of tears.

……

The sun and the moon alternate, and the water flows.

This May, Yong Jinrou became one of the many weepers in Zhangcun, one of the many tragedies experienced by the Huaxia Army.

At this time, her brother Yong Jinnian had already gone to Chengdu to prepare for some new things that were about to start, Jin'er, Yunzhu, Shishi and others came to comfort her, and Zhuo Yongqing also came to chat with her about Quqing - in fact, she often comforted people in the past, but when things really came, she realized that such comfort was not of much use.

In the first three days, she had the most tears, and then she had to collect her mood and move on to her work outside and the rest of her life. From Xiaocanghe to the present, the Huaxia army often encounters all kinds of bad news, and people are not qualified to indulge in it.

After that, there are only occasional tears, and when the memories of the past float in my heart, the sour feeling will really come up, and the tears will flow out. The world seems unreal, just like after someone dies, the whole world is torn away by something, and the hole in the heart can no longer be filled.

She was not a young girl, and a long time ago, she had a brief marriage at the behest of her parents, and the other party was a weak scholar who died soon after the marriage. At that time, she just felt dazed, but she didn't have the feeling that her heart had been gouged out and left dark and hollow now.

She got up early every morning, sat up in the dark before dawn, and sometimes found a large wet patch on the pillow. Qu Qing is a hateful man, the comfort when writing the letter made her want to scold him in front of him, the vernacular that Ning Yi learned was extremely stupid, and what experience on the battlefield did he recall, did he ever think that he would die when he wrote his suicide note? Probably haven't really thought about it, idiot!

"Idiot, idiot, idiot, ......idiot, stupid

She held the pillow in the dark and kept scolding.

Also deliberately mentioned what "quarrel ...... the day before yesterday", the day before when he wrote the letter, it is now the day before yesterday a year and a half ago, he put forward a life-long opinion for Zhuo Yongqing, and then he didn't want to go, and wanted to follow.

"It can be dangerous...... There is no way around it. She remembered that he said it at the time, but she didn't stop him, she was just suddenly confused by the news, and then hinted in a panic that he would set the names of the two before leaving.

He refused, in her opinion, it was a little proud, after the clumsy hint and the clumsy refusal, she was angry and did not take the initiative to reconcile with her, the other party connected with various friends every day before leaving, drank wine, said heroic promises, the master was incorrigible, so she could not get close.

"Stupid...... ......"

It was a faint morning, a noisy twilight, Yong Jinrou worked and lived day by day, looking no different from others, and soon after, there were suitors who survived the battlefield who came to her, gave her things and even proposed: "...... I thought at the time, if I can come back alive, I must marry you! She rejected them all.

If the story ends here, this is still one of the ordinary tragedies experienced by the Huaxia Army.

On the fifth day of the sixth month, when she got off work, she saw an old man who was carrying a package on his back, spitting with a few familiar military aunts on the fork in front of Zhang Village:

“…… Hahaha, how could I die, nonsense...... I fell down with that bastard in my arms, took off my armor and walked down the water...... I don't know how far I've gone, hahahaha...... The people in the village don't know how enthusiastic they are, and when they know that I am Huaxiajun, the daughters of several families want to give it to me...... Of course, it's the big girl of Huanghua, tsk, there is one who takes care of me all day...... I, Qu Qing, a righteous gentleman, am I right......"

Yong Jinrou stood there and watched for a long time, tears fell again, the teacher and others on the side accompanied her, on the other side of the road, Zhuo Yongqing and others who seemed to have heard the news were also running over, Qu Qing waved his hand to say hello over there, an aunt pointed behind him, Qu Qing turned around and saw Yong Jinrou approaching.

"Hey, sister......"

With a snap, Yong Jinrou slapped him and slapped Qu Qing's face, the sound of the slap was crisp, and the aunts on the side had their mouths turned round, and they didn't know whether to persuade or not, the teacher waved his hand behind him, and made a mouth shape in his mouth: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay......"

“…… Why are you beating me! After being slapped, Qu Qingcai held the other party's hand, he also beat Yong Jinrou a few years ago, but now he naturally can't fight back.

“…… You're not dead......" Yong Jinrou had tears on her face and her voice choked. Qu Qing opened his mouth: "Yes, I'm not dead!" ”

"-You didn't die and sent some suicide note!" Yong Jinrou cried and kicked Qu Qing on the calf.

“…… Yes? Send a suicide note...... Note? Qu Qing probably reacted to something in his mind, and his face turned a rare red, "That...... I'm not dead, I didn't send it, you...... No, isn't it Zhuo Yongqing, a bastard, who said I died......"

Zhuo Yongqing had already run over, and he flew up and wanted to kick Qu Qing: "You're not fucking dead-" But because he saw Qu Qing and Yong Jinrou's hands, this kick was empty.

Mao Yishan also ran over and kicked Zhuo Yongqing out with one kick: "You fucking liar, haha-"

Zhuo Yongqing wiped his tears and got up from the ground, their brothers reunited, they were originally going to hug each other and even scuffle for a while, but at this time they all noticed Qu Qing and Yong Jinrou's hands holding in the air......

In the setting sun, everyone's eyes suddenly became flexible. Yong Jinrou was in tears, and Qu Qing originally blushed slightly, but then, the hand held in the air decided not to let go at all.

……

“…… The two of them finally decided to get married. ”

On June 15, I finally met Ning Yi's Master Li in Chengdu and told him about this interesting thing.

This is the only story that Huaxia Jun knows about the countless tragedies she has experienced recently, which has become a comedy......

：。 ：