The sky is clear and the spring is bright. In the courtyard, a few children were playing, and the gentle sunlight caressed their faces.

A little boy in blue and blue brandished a small wooden sword, slashed in the air, and shouted: "Huh——, I am a general, invincible in the world, wait for a thief, surrender quickly!" ”

The little boy was very innocent, and said to the two older brothers on the side with a wooden sword: "Big brother, second brother, come on, let's compete in martial arts to see who is more powerful!" ”

The older of the two brothers puffed up his chest and said, "Of course I'm the best." ”

The three little boys took small wooden swords and fought indiscriminately, without any rules.

A short little boy on the side looked at them enviously, blinking his big eyes on the side, biting his fingers, and his words couldn't be said clearly, "Big brother, second brother, third brother, I want to play too!" ”

The little boy in blue clothes turned his head, obviously with a young and cute little face, but he pretended to be old and reprimanded: "You little hairy boy, your teeth are not full, go aside!" ”

Such a tone, said in such a childish voice, makes people can't help but laugh.

But I almost couldn't hold back my tears, my eyes locked on the child in blue clothes, and I eagerly asked the Li couple on the side, and almost determined: "Jing'er, he is Jing'er, right?" ”

Mrs. Li didn't answer with red eyes, but from her eyes, I knew that the child who was wielding a wooden sword and saying that he was going to be a general was Jing'er, and he was Jing'er!

"Ahh The boy's wooden sword was knocked flying by his two older brothers, and he ran over to pick up his little wooden sword on his calf.

Seeing him running towards me, I couldn't control my thoughts for many years, stepped forward, hugged his little arm, looked carefully at his white little face, couldn't help crying, and choked up: "Jing'er, Jing'er!" ”

Jing'er was taken aback, and couldn't help but shrink back, "Who are you, let go of me, I'm going to get my sword." ”

Seeing Jing'er's wrinkled face and breaking free, I hurriedly hugged him in my arms, and said sadly: "Jing'er, I am your mother, I am your mother, my child." ”

"Let me go!" Jing'er's little fist slammed me.

"Jing'er!" Mrs. Li walked up worriedly.

I saw that Jing'er was so reluctant, so I had to let go of him, and I was about to explain to him, but he ran to the back and threw himself into Mrs. Li's arms, "Mother! ”

Mrs. Li hugged Jing'er with tears, and then let him go, Jing'er grabbed Mrs. Li's skirt tightly, her little face bulging, and glared at me, "You are not my mother, my mother is here!" ”

I was so anxious that tears fell, "Jing'er, I really am your mother." ”

"You're a liar!"

I tried to go over and hug him, but he was so frightened that he ducked behind Mrs. Li. I saw him hugging Mrs. Li's thighs tightly, and said very attachmently: "Mother, she lied to me." Who is she and why is she here? ”

Tears flowed down my cheeks.

Jing'er, he doesn't recognize me.

"She's ......" Mrs. Li paused, looked at me, and looked at Jing'er very reluctantly, "She is a sister of my mother." ”

Jing'er was very puzzled: "Then why did she say that she was my mother?" ”

Mrs. Li explained with a smile: "She is your aunt, and she can be regarded as half of your mother." ”

Jing'er pouted unhappily and said: "Aunt is aunt, mother is mother, I don't want to call her mother." ”

Mrs. Li touched his little face and soothed: "Okay, okay, Jing'er won't call if she doesn't want to." ”

I was stung by this picture of mother and son interdepending, and tears could not stop staying.

I asked Mrs. Li with tears in my eyes, "Mrs. Li, how can you be like this, obviously I am the ......"

"I beg you!" Mrs. Li suddenly knelt in front of me and interrupted me, "Don't, don't take Jing'er away!" ”

She looked up and pleaded humbly to me, trembling with tears in her eyes, "From the moment he came to me, I decided that he was my child. Over the years, I never thought that he wasn't my child. What would I do without him? I can't live without Jing'er, don't take my child. ”

Listening to the painful crying, my tears also flowed violently, I gritted my teeth and endured it, so that I could hold back my choking and say it clearly, "I can't do without Jing'er." I've been looking for Jing'er for many years, how many years I've been reading, and I finally found it, how can I give up. ”

Mrs. Li crawled over on her knees and grabbed my hand, begging bitterly, "How have I watched Jing'er grow up all these years...... If I don't have Jing'er, I'll die. By the end, she was crying so much that she couldn't speak.

"You still have three children, and time will dilute everything. I only have Jing'er, only Jing'er. No matter how hard I tried to endure it, I still couldn't control my crying.

"No, don't, Jing'er, my Jing'er......" Mrs. Li fell at my feet, crying uncontrollably.

"Mother, don't cry, don't cry!" Jing'er ran over and grabbed Mrs. Li's hand, looking sad.

He found that his mother was crying and ignoring him, and suddenly turned his resentful gaze to me, "It's all you, you made my mother cry!" ”

Jing'er put down Mrs. Li's hand, ran to my feet, raised her little fist, and hit me hard, avenging his mother's relatives, accusing: "Bad guy, bad guy! ”

My vision blurred, and I let his little fist smash against me, and I stood motionless. The body was numb, but the heart hurt to the extreme, tears poured out wildly, and the cries of the two people were intertwined.

——

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

After Chuchen saw me come back, he stayed at the door, not teaching her martial arts, not talking, and not eating. She touched my face and forehead worriedly.

After confirming that there was no abnormality, Izumi was puzzled again: "Master, what's wrong with you, what happened?" ”

I looked at the white and lovely face, and Jing'er's appearance appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but hold her in my arms for a while, crying silently.

For five years, I have been looking for a child for five years, but it no longer belongs to me and has become someone else's child.

Jing'er, he loves the mother who loves him, loves him, and raises him so much, but he is so afraid of me, and hates me, the mother who worked so hard to give birth to him, what kind of injustice is this?

In Jing'er's heart, Mrs. Li is his mother. And I'm just a stranger. That's all, that's all.

Jing'er doesn't recognize me as a mother, what should I do?

The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and the more I cried. Chuchen hugged me, patted me on the back like an adult, and comforted me childishly: "Master, don't cry, it won't look good if you cry too much." ”

The spring night is cold and silent, the cold moon is silent, the moonlight on the ground is like a cold pool and a clear spring, and you can reach out to grab a handful of cold water and a palm to clear the cold. I looked at the green moon in the sky, missing a horn, no matter how it was rounded, it seemed that the things of this world could never be completed.

The house was full of dust and I had fallen asleep, but I could not sleep anyway, so I watched the moon alone at the door, and my heart was full of things, heavy and sad.

"Tuk tuk" seems to be the sound of a knife cutting through a bamboo fence, I looked closely, the outer bamboo fence is violently ringing, as if some force is about to break through the fence, the sound of the knife cutting is becoming clearer and clearer. I felt that something was wrong, and hurried into the house to get my sword.

When I went out of the house with my sword, I saw that the bamboo fence door was being knocked down, and a dozen or so people were carrying swords and slashing at me in the dark night.

I blocked with my sword, flew with one kick, and with a backhand was a slash, cutting down one person.

In the face of these people, the first thought in my mind was: This is the person sent by Chen Ji to kill me!

Faced with a siege from all sides, I adopted the tactic of dividing and disintegrating, jumping out of the encirclement, knocking down a neighbor, pushing him out to block the sword and attacking at the same time, cutting down a few. My swordsmanship was fast and weird, and my footwork was treacherous, and they couldn't cope with it, and I killed them in succession.

There is only one left, this person's martial arts are good, and his body skills are also fast, and he forced me to retreat again and again after a few fights. Under the snowy moonlight, I finally saw his face clearly and exclaimed, "Han Zigao! ”

Han Zigao's beautiful face was as cold as ice, "It's me." Xiao Qingqiang, tonight, you will definitely die in my hands! ”

I exclaimed, "You are willing to be driven by Chen Ji to kill me!" ”

Han Zigao's face was hideous hatred, "You killed Your Majesty, I want you to pay for your life!" ”

It turned out that he was willing to be sent by Chen Qian to kill me for the sake of Chen Qian. He is loyal enough to Chen Qian.

His moves were lethal, and he almost hurt me in the vital point several times. I dodged, circled again, and attacked. The swords struck each other, and with a "ding" sound, the swords of the two people were cut off at the same time.

I threw away my broken sword and began to engage him empty-handed, and in the exchange of fists, I was attacked by him from the back and wrapped around my neck. My neck felt like it was going to be broken, and I struggled, bent my elbow and struck him back, and kicked him again, and he let go of the pain. I kicked him in a spin and kicked him to the ground a few times, then quickly stomped him on the ground, grabbed his arm, and twisted it hard.

"Ahh There was a scream, and I immediately broke his other arm.

My hands were twisted off, and Han Zigao couldn't get up, so I took this opportunity to pick up the half-truncated sword on the ground and stab Han Zigao in the heart.

Seeing Han Zigao breathless, I suddenly fell to my knees softly, and the blood in my palms did not stop.

"Ahh

The dust in the house was awakened, ran out of the door, saw a pile of dead people on the ground, and screamed in fright.

I hurriedly got up, ran over, covered her glasses with my other uninjured hand, and comforted her softly, "Don't look! ”

After a night of hard work, the dawn broke, and I hurried out the door.

There are so many corpses, and someone needs to be found to clean them up. If you ask someone from the government to come and ask questions, it will be difficult to do this. So I didn't look for the official mansion, but came to the Da Sima Mansion to find an acquaintance to help.

"Xiao Qingqiang, it's you!"

I haven't seen you for many years, and when I first saw me, Yang Jian was obviously very surprised.

I didn't care about reminiscing, and said straight to the point: "Yang Jian, there is one thing, you have to help me." ”

Exegesis:

(1) The title comes from He Zhizhang's "Two Songs of Returning to the Hometown Doll Book • Part I" in the Tang Dynasty, "Children Don't Know Each Other When They Meet"