Chapter 8: Old Man, Mr. Wuling
"Mother, who is this Cen Song?"
Xifeng's eyes were full of excitement, and he squatted down and said parallel to Chu Junhan's gaze: "Yan'er must not be rude, when you see Mr. Cen Song in a while, you must salute respectfully and respectfully and call me an old gentleman, you know?" ”
Chu Junhan nodded obediently: "Well, Yan'er knows." ”
Although there was only one child in this military camp, Chu Junhan, but fortunately, the place where they were stationed was not far from the city, and Shadow Butterfly quickly found a few boys' clothes according to Xifeng's instructions.
After Chu Junhan changed it, Xi Feng took her little hand and walked towards the tent in front of her.
This is the first time that Chu Junhan has stepped out of the rear camp, although she is Chu Xiong's daughter and can come and go at will, but under the restriction of her mother Xifeng, since she can remember, her range of activities has been around the camp of Chu Xiong and his wife.
In order not to be caught by the enemy and turn Chu Junhan into a bargaining chip, many soldiers may not know that there is a little girl hidden on the heavy land where the general lives.
The world only knows that the general's wife is called Xifeng, a brave and warlike female general, but they don't know that they also have a lovely daughter named Chu Ruyan.
If Chu Xiong wanted to deliberately conceal Chu Junhan's identity, it would not be difficult to arrive.
"Yan'er, do you remember what your mother told you just now?" Xifeng squatted at the door of the tent, arranging the corners of Chu Junhan's clothes, making her look like a boy as much as possible.
At this time, Chu Junhan had already removed two little calf horn braids and combed a high crown of hair, which was simply tied with a white belt, looking spiritual and cute.
Chu Junhan nodded seriously: "Yan'er remembers, after entering, you have to bow and say hello to Mr. Cen Song, and your name is Chu Han." ”
Xifeng smiled with relief, reached out and patted Chu Junhan's shoulder, swept away a few snowflakes on her shoulder, and motioned for her to go in by herself.
Chu Junhan nodded, stretched out his little hand to peel off the curtain of the camp tent, and plunged in.
Xifeng looked at her daughter's small back, very pleased, her daughter has been very sensible since she was a child, she will not cry like other children, she can listen to anything.
Yes, she's always been sensible.
Just because she is very sensible, even if she was full of revenge in her previous life, she restrained herself and became a virtuous and virtuous Miss Chu in the eyes of people.
Now is different from the past, now that she Chu Junhan is back, she will not waste such a great opportunity in vain.
She remembered that her father's wish was to unify the world and end this war in which the people were struggling to survive. Now that she's back, it's up to her to fulfill this wish! However, it is no longer for the Xiao family, but for this era of displaced people!
"Father!" Chu Junhan walked to the center of the tent with small steps, and bowed respectfully to the main seat where Chu Xiong was sitting, clean and neat.
Chu Xiong replied with satisfaction, he didn't expect his little Ruyan to have such courage, he was still worried that his daughter would have stage fright, it seemed that he was too worried.
Not to mention, Chu Junhan in the center of the tent was dressed as a boy, and with her neat and neat salute, she really had a bit of a man's demeanor.
"Smoke ...... Han'er, this is Mr. Cen Zi. Chu Xiong pointed to the old man who was sitting next to him, he wanted to see how bold his daughter was.
Chu Junhan turned his head to the direction where the old man was sitting, and an old man with a fairy wind and bones was sitting there straight, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
The four eyes were facing each other, just one glance, which made Chu Junhan's whole person tremble, it was not that the old man looked ugly like a beast in the wilderness, on the contrary, the old man in front of him was kind and kind.
What made her feel palpitations was the aura on the old man's body, the eyes sunken by the annual rings, as if they could see everything about her.
All the secrets in her heart seemed to have nowhere to escape under the gaze of these eyes.