Outside the temple.

Lu Pan's back knelt here resolutely.

Li Decai looked at the sun outside, looked at the emperor, and looked embarrassed.

I can't let General Lu kneel like this anymore, I don't want to kneel back.

The emperor has said that it is not allowed to kneel to death.

Why is one or two so tough.

Li Decai found that the emperor's eyes were red again, and he also cried in the blink of an eye.

Afraid of touching the moldy head, he hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes with his cuffs.

This is the seventeenth time the emperor has written a condolence message, and each time he will rewrite it because he unknowingly tears stained the handwriting.

It was written about General Lu's life and achievements.

Li Decai slowed down his movements, cautiously stepped forward, and replaced the paper that had been stained with tears.

At the same time, outside the temple.

Lu Pan was looking up at his elderly grandfather.

Prime Minister Lu Cheng was finally defeated in the eye view, and he couldn't bear to see his grandson like this again.

The moment he closed his eyes, the old man's two lines of tears fell, and when he opened his eyes again, he straightened his official hat with both hands. Signaling to him to pass the message, he asked to see the emperor.

On the day that Lu Pan was allowed by the emperor to go to the front line, his sisters and several brothers-in-law except Qi Dongming were waiting for him in the Guogong Mansion.

Lu Pan's maternal grandfather and maternal grandmother were also waiting for him at the Guogong Mansion.

But no matter how much I waited, I couldn't see anyone.

asked Shunzi and Xiaoquanzi, but they couldn't tell where Lu Pan went.

A few of Lu Pan's best friends took these little guys to search for Lu Pan in Fengtian City, the suburbs outside the city, and the villages, but they couldn't find anything.

Shunzi, who was full of bubbles and anxious, hated that he didn't follow the young master, and he disappeared in a wrong eye, and took the initiative to receive the punishment, so he had to be whipped ten times.

Xiao Quanzi lay on the bench: "Pump me too, smoke me!" ”

……

The big white fat girl looked at the one person and one horse at the entrance of the village, and accelerated her pace and ran forward:

"You? Oh, how can I see that you are a little familiar, have we seen it somewhere? ”

After saying that, he muttered: No, how can I have the ability to know and grow like this.

"By the way, who are you looking for? We are not allowed to enter our village casually. ”

At this time of the day, everyone is working in the earth.

Since the head of the regiment took away those ten people, don't underestimate those ten people, who work as the main labor force, and are not short of those dozen or so, as if they lack dozens of people.

The big white fat girl can find Lu Pan into the village at the first time, mainly because she doesn't have to go to the field.

The mother-in-law put her in charge of pushing the mill and grinding the beans.

Her family has a king-size stone mill, which has now been moved to the village for public use. In order to grind coarse grain for the other side of the river to make a big lieba, he moved out.

Because the storage office gave that broken thing, some of the coarse grains were not ground.

So at this time of the day, Dabai stood guard at the entrance of the village while grinding.

Why don't you stand guard, you ask?

Ah, the children are over at the end of their afternoon nap and are going to go to the earth to study behind the daughter of the regimental commander.

Now the babies in the village who don't have to work in the fields are all driven to follow.

Lu Pan didn't answer Dabai first, but let go of the reins in his hand and paced to the shed where milk tofu was made.

The shed is very easy to build.

A mouthful of mud pots, a small table in each small shed, a pile of spare firewood.

After a while, the flesh on Da Bai's body trembled, and he accelerated towards the back of the ancestral hall.

Trotting all the way and shouting all the way:

"Captain?"

"Captain Ma?"

"There's one from the village, Emma, a handsome young man, and he says he's here to look for you."

Captain Ma and several detachment elders and ladies looked up at Dabai lying at the mouth of the cellar in the cellar.

They were sorting out the milk bricks inside: "Looking for us? ”

"Ah," Da Bai hurriedly shook his head after finishing: "No, to be precise, he first said that he was looking for Song Fusheng, and when I said that the head of the regiment was not there, he said that he was looking for Song Fatya." ”

Mrs. Ma and the old sisters looked at each other, the young man was looking for a fat girl, who was it? Open your mouth to find the girl's house, do you want to be a face, you can't do this if you know San'er, this is not ruining the reputation of your granddaughter.

"Where did you tell the fat girl is?"

"Ah, I said lay in the ground."

Mrs. Ma stepped on the ladder and climbed up to the cellar, only to pat her thigh and react, Mom, it's the little general, right?

Joon's heaven is angry and resentful.

And as far as he can do it, he will find a fat girl when he opens his mouth, and then he is embarrassed to talk about him, and even insists on cooperating with him.

It's no wonder that the old ladies didn't react in the first place.

They thought that the conscription was so evil, that the little general, who was a serious child, would be busy with his foot in the back of the head. Maybe it's not here, it's long gone.

When it comes to fighting, in fact, the big guy has always been very worried about the little general, and he often mentions it many times.

The eight old ladies immediately trotted to the other side of the river.

What are the milk bricks stacked, and what urgent matters have to be put back, hurry home to Zhang Luo and eat food, and treat them well.

And every day at this hour, there is no one at home, so I have to go to the mountains to deliver a letter, so that the old man will come back to accompany the guests soon.

At this time, Lu Pan stood in front of the waterwheel, listening to the sound of rushing water, and had been obsessed with watching it for a while.

He felt that Renjia Village was the best scenery he had ever seen.

There are enthusiastic people at the entrance of the village who will ask you who you are looking for.

There is an elm tree on the edge of the village.

There is a large stone mill and a scale, and at first glance it is common.

The oilcloth sheds that were lying on their stomachs did not see the scene of the 100th clay pot burning at the same time, but they could imagine that the village women would be busy while talking.

What he didn't expect was that there was this "big guy" standing by the river.

Lu Pan took one last look at the rushing water that was being brought into the tank by the turn of the waterwheel, and then turned around and walked towards the field in the direction of the flow of the canal.

The men in the village who helped Song Fusheng and them grow chili peppers stood in the ditch one by one, their eyes full of surprise and moved with Lu Pan's figure.

Some of them forgot to work.

They asked each other across the ditch:

"Who's that?"

"I don't know."

Song Fuling was painting the houses in the distance, and from her perspective, she could vaguely see the dilapidated houses where the Nine Clans lived.

The house is broken, but the fence yard is very neat, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

Song Fuling closed her eyes.

She imagined that during the autumn harvest, the eaves of those dilapidated houses were covered with bunches of red mushroom girls, and the open space in the courtyard was drying a lot of vegetables.

Dried radish, all kinds of dried wild fruits, shredded beans, shredded eggplant.

I feel a little bit like it, and I'm ready to write.

Song Fuling took a deep breath and opened her eyes, and when she was about to draw with the pen, the tip of the pen suddenly paused, as if she had just reacted, and hurriedly raised her head.

The drawing board was a little obstructive, and he moved the drawing board again.

Song Fuling was stunned.

At the same time, Lu Pan was also watching her across a green field.

Lu Pan observed that when the girl saw herself, she first stiffened her body and stood up slowly, and then as if she couldn't believe that he would appear here, she tilted her head, looking at him very seriously.

Blue clothes with white flowers, pants with flowers, and a small blue and white cloth tied to the top of the girl's head.

Two long braids, placed in front and hanging down from the waist.

Tie the head rope on the braid? Oh, it's also a blue flower.

Lu Pan and Song Fuling looked at each other, and saw Song Fuling half-open her mouth in surprise, and the corners of her lips were curled.

As the time for the two to look at each other passed minute by minute, the smile on Lu Pan's face grew bigger and bigger.

"Mi Shou, who is that?" Uncle Ren's little grandson touched his little friend who was always writing big characters with his head down with his arm.

"Hate, my words, we'll be able to play after I finish drawing, me?"

Mi Shou was frowning one second ago, and the next second he stood up and shouted with all his strength: "Brother Little General!" ”

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