At the age of two, Feng Junyan has long been able to speak with "learning". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoHalf a year has passed since the last time Feng Siji returned, and today Feng Siji is finally coming back. That's right, it's back from the expedition. Mother has a baby again, this is the best gift that my father left for my mother last time he came back.

The sky was a little gloomy, and the whole village was waiting at the entrance of the village. As the number of times he went out, Feng Junyan also began to gradually understand the general topography of the Zhuangzi where he lived. The place where Fengjia Zhuangzi is located is a good terrain, in front of which is a large open alluvial plain, two small rivers pass in front of the door, and the mountains in the distance and the trees on the edge of the village. It seems that the whole village is sparsely populated and wooded, so it feels a little desolate, and the whole surrounding area seems to have not been developed. The village is full of trees, and there are even longan lychee trees, at least the subtropical climate, the place where Feng Junyan lived in his previous life was in the subtropics, but the weather in this world is even hotter.

The messenger brought the location closer again and again, and raised the hearts of those who were waiting higher and higher.

"Mother, will my father go out again when he comes back this time?" Feng Junyan looked at Zhang Man, who was becoming more and more nervous, and had to ask his mother to change the topic.

Zhang Man lowered his head and looked at his sensible son standing beside him, and carefully let the body that had puffed up his stomach squat down, and touched Feng Junyan's head with satisfaction.

"Your Father is a great hero, and he will appear wherever he is needed, and of course he will go out. This time, you, Father, and they have won a great battle, and they will bring you a gift. In the future, you will also be a man like your father, and learn the skills to kill the enemy, you know? ”

"Mother, is my father going to war? What is war? Last time, my father came back and said that the second brother would never come back. Is the second brother dead? Feng Junyan has gradually found that many people he once knew have disappeared in front of his eyes one by one, not old age, but dead in a foreign land. It's just that even though many people have left, he is still not as accustomed to accepting the passing as the people around him, and he doesn't know when there will be people who will never come back.

Zhang Man looked at Feng Junyan, who was pretending to be very simple, and didn't know what his son was thinking, he just shook his head when he looked at his naïve son.

"Jun'er, your second brother has just gone to a farther place, and one day he will come back, and he, like so many people, has been watching us from the sky. He will bless us as much as our ancestors did. It's just that her voice is getting weaker and weaker, and no one hears the phrase "someone is always going to die, though maybe they don't have to."

The people finally got closer and closer, and Feng Siji and Liu Nianqi rode not tall horses and walked in front. As the procession drew closer, the people waiting on the side of the road searched for their return in the long line. The person who found it cried with joy, and the person who couldn't find it could only take the heavy clay pot from the hands of another relative and friend who went with him with both hands, gritted his teeth, was silent, and held the clay pot in his arms, which contained his own return.

Feng Siji did not appear directly in front of his wife and children, but stopped on a small slope at an intersection. Feng Siji, dressed in blood-stained leather armor and with an unsightly bow blade on his body, stood on the slope and began to speak.

"Fellow villagers, fathers and elders, I have confessed to you here in the north." Feng Siji, who was standing on the slope, stretched out his hand to calm down the people around him, and then bowed deeply to the surroundings, the people around him did not speak, and no one stopped Feng Siji's behavior, just calmly waiting for Feng Siji's next words, which was calm and frightening.

"When I first set out on the expedition, I promised everyone in the north that I would try my best to bring the sons back intact, but the sword had no eyes, and after all, some sons and daughters stayed there forever. I'm sorry everybody in the north. ”

Feng Siji bowed deeply to the people present, and the people present began to comfort him when they saw Feng Siji's actions, whether it was someone in the family who died or someone who returned luckily, all of them were so sensible and knowledgeable that Feng Junyan felt chills in his heart, how much blood did this relief carry?

"Patriarch Feng doesn't have to be like this, life and death are fateful, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and death is fate, how can this be blamed on Patriarch Feng. The sons and daughters all died for me and other villagers, if it weren't for the leadership of Patriarch Feng, I don't know how many more people would have died. ”

Feng Siji didn't stop his movements because someone was relieved, and only stood up after three bows, whether it was buying people's hearts or pretending, he was just so for a clear conscience, for those hot-blooded men who died.

"They are all good, and they have not disgraced us prodigal sons who have been far from our ancestral lands until they died. Some of them had just become fathers, and as soon as they were recruited, they left behind their wives and young sons and went to war; Some are men who have not yet lost their youthful faces, have not yet started a family, and leave a son and a half daughter. They just left, but they walked so passionately, so resolutely, and even before they died, they were relieved. ”

Feng Siji stood up and continued to look at the people below.

"They are dead, but their blood will not be shed in vain. Their blood is integrated into this land, guarding this land that gave birth to him and raised him for generations, and also guarding us! Thanks to their efforts, this time we defeated the natives once again. We killed their leaders, drove them out of our land, and even robbed them of their land, and now that their land is ours, they will never have a chance to harass us again! Because we have warriors who sacrifice their lives for the big guys, and now we are safe!

The warriors are gone forever, but we will not let their blood be shed in vain, and their families will be responsible to the end. Their wives and children are the wives and children of those of us who are alive, and their parents are the living parents of those of us. If you have a bite to eat, you can't let the wives and children of the robes starve, ladies and gentlemen, are you willing to take care of the wives and children of the dead brothers! ”

The men at the bottom of the small slope agreed loudly one by one, and the willingness of the voice made the sobbing in the crowd a lot lighter.

Feng Junyan was standing in the crowd, and the child's body made him have to be held in the arms of Sister Yan, who was taking care of her. Sister Yan was the girl that day, Feng Junyan later learned that there was no maid at home, and Sister Yan, who took care of her, was also an elder sister of the same clan, her parents died, leaving two sisters, who were led home by Feng Siji, one followed the Li family, and the other followed Zhang Man to help take care of herself. Watching his father swear in the crowd in his life, Feng Junyan truly understood for the first time that his life was not as peaceful as he imagined.

This time, many people died, and as Zhang Man said, there are always some people who are going to die. It's just that he's always living in a peaceful world, and it's hard for him to feel this feeling. In this life, my father and mother are still living by my side, and the only thing that I will lose forever is the second brother who will often tease him, he is very sad, but he is not grief-stricken. People are going to die after all.

The people around listened to Feng Siji's words and fell silent one by one, but there were not a few who shed tears, the sad situation of the women and girls in the dead people's families can be seen everywhere, and the men are more gritting their teeth when talking about the natives, eager to go to the battlefield in person next time to avenge their relatives.

Feng Junyan is not cowardly, but living in a peaceful society, he is always a little less bloody. Killing people and fighting mean a world of difference. Feng Junyan didn't understand the meaning of peace being the biggest military medal for soldiers, and he didn't think that the people in front of him were the so-called soldiers.

Although they have killed people, they are full of evil spirits, but they have never been the slightest bit disrespectful in front of themselves. Looking at the villagers in front of him who got along day and night, he didn't understand why they were so eager to try. He respects soldiers, and the most respected soldiers in the world in his previous life lived in his own country, and the army established by a great man and his comrades-in-arms who stood by the people all his life is the greatest support in the hearts of the people. Whether it's a war or a disaster, as long as they are there, the whole country will feel at ease.

The war of resistance of the whole nation in the previous life has been a long time since his time, when China has begun to rejuvenate again, although the national revenge has not been avenged, but the momentum of the great country has been clear, this kind of life and death scene is really not much. No wonder the grandfather who waded through the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, and finally returned home from the demobilization of the snowy plateau, never said in front of his children how many lives he had left in his hands. War is really cruel.

Feng Junyan was puzzled? Why is there no army here? Why do you have to transfer the dingkou of every household every time you go to the battlefield? Is it a modulation of rent?

When Feng Junyan was still immersed in his own world, he was lifted out of Sister Yan's hands, and Feng Junyan, who was about to get angry, found that his father was dragging his ass with a solemn face, and glanced at the people around him.

"This time we won, but the natives will not rest on their laurels. Therefore, only by completely exterminating the natives around us can we live and work in peace and contentment. Our ancestors have been fighting for this for nearly a thousand years, and it may be difficult for our generation to complete it, but since the first emperor, we have been struggling from our ancestors to the present step by step, and no native can refuse to admit that we are the masters of this land. We, a group of Han people from the Central Plains, have been here for nearly 300 years. Our ancestors are dead, but our ancestors and grandchildren are endless, as long as we never slack off, one day we will completely turn this place into our hometown. As he spoke, he took out a dagger from his bosom and pulled it out. The dark red blade, which looks like it's been around for some years.

"This dagger is what I got from the natives this time, it is said to be the dagger of General Fubo, and today I give it to my son, just to tell him: Born a man, no matter how big or small, is to support a peace for our wives and children, and encourage you together!"

Share! Share! For a while, there was a lot of voice, which directly dispelled the sadness that was originally permeating the air.

Zhang Man said that Feng Siji would bring him a gift this time, but Feng Junyan didn't expect to receive a dagger full of blood in this situation. There is no end to the children and grandchildren, and it is not a foolish man to move mountains, why do you say that?

Is this my gift? Feng Junyan's little hand tightly grasped the dagger handed over by Feng Siji, General Fubo Ma Yuan, are you as great in this world as in your previous life?

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the people of each village also went back to their villages. Liu Nianqi followed Feng Siji to Zhang Man, and after the ceremony, he also said goodbye and left, leaving only nearly 100 people from Fengjiazhuang to walk towards the village under the leadership of Feng Siji.

Leaving everyone, Feng Siji, who was originally serious, also became kind, handed the dagger in Feng Junyan's hand to Zhang Man, and took Feng Junyan from Yan'er and raised it.

"Jun'er, I want to die, father, did you make your mother and grandmother angry at home?" While talking, he teased Feng Junyan with the short beard of his chin, which made Feng Junyan look disgusted, turned his face away, and then unceremoniously grabbed a handful of beards and pulled them, and Feng Siji, who was in pain, directly forgave him.

"Good boy, let go, let go, my beard is going to break, I won't smash your ass this time." When Zhang Man, who was relieved of the siege, took Feng Junyan from Feng Siji's arms and handed it to Sister Yan behind him, Feng Siji's chin was about to be pulled out.

"Husband, why did it take so long this time?" Feng Siji and Zhang Man distanced themselves from the crowd, and Zhang Man asked the doubts in his heart. Although they often went out to fight in the past, they did not like this time, almost all the prime of life in the county were removed, and only the old and weak women and children were left at home.

"The garrison in the county has been drawn to the north to defend against the enemy, and I don't know the specific reason, but I heard that it is a barbarian and has to transfer people from various states. Jiaozhi, Jiude, Jiuzhen, and the defenders of Ninan were all withdrawn, and Lin Yi took the opportunity to counterattack, and even the local people in various places also took the opportunity to cause chaos, so Lord Taishou could only recruit young people from all over the country. Our Hepu County is okay, but in Ninan, Jiuzhen and other places, there are rivers of blood, and many villages have been destroyed. Feng Siji remembered the tragic scene he saw along the way, even if he was used to seeing blood, he couldn't help but feel a pang of trouble in his heart, damn native.

"Will there be a bereavement pension in the imperial court?" Zhang Man saw Feng Siji's gloomy expression and changed the topic.

"Sympathy, hehe, how can the court sympathize with us pariahs, and if we die, we will die. If it weren't for Lord Taishou himself coming forward this time, I don't know how many people would have died. Those sons of the family, where do they treat us as people. The more Feng Siji spoke, the more angry he became, thinking of the appearance of the protector Zhonglang being high, the more angry he felt in his heart, so many robes died outside the city in vain because of his words about the overall situation, and he could only watch them die of exhaustion one by one.

"Okay, don't be angry, what's the way to be angry, it's all fate, it's destined from birth, what can we do. People are going to die after all, so let's live a good life while we are still alive. After listening to Feng Siji's words, Zhang Man felt uncomfortable. It's just that the son of the family is originally high, and the lower riba people die when they die, so what can they do if they are not convinced.

"Go home and don't think about these worries. These things have their own big men to worry about. After speaking, he led the group towards the village.

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