When he came back alone from class in the evening, his expression was gloomy, and his hands were swollen as high as steamed buns.

Luo knew he hadn't memorized the book. In fact, he can't be blamed, because he is a transfer student, he is enlightened when he is literate, and it is inevitable that it will be difficult to follow the class.

Although Luo Shi is very distressed, he can't always put it on his lips, and the master's willingness to fight in this era is also a responsible performance.

She smiled and welcomed the person in, called him to get hot water to wipe his face and wash his hands, and admonished:

"Don't pull your face today, otherwise you won't be happy every day next year, come, smile and I'll see"

Dou tugged at his face, smiled reluctantly, turned around and ran to the dining room.

The large round table in the dining room was full of fish and meat delicacies, such as braised spicy elbows, duck tongue stir-fried vegetables, sweet and sour tile shrimp hoof tendons, and even half of the dim sum was placed on the table, all of which Uncle Liang bought at night.

Like steamed mashed yams, silver silk rolls, crystal buns, etc., as well as his favorite donkey meat buns.

Uncle Liang was sitting at the tea table on the side at night, drinking incense tablets leisurely, and when he saw that his pocket was greedy, he said with a smile:

"Douzi, come here, try this pea yellow, this is Yilan Tang's dim sum, imitated by the imperial dining room, very rare"

Ten pieces to buy Huang Qiong, the pea yellow like the "Tian Huang" stamp, the pocket said thanks, picked up a piece and sent it to the mouth, it tasted cold, sweet, and glutinous, and melted in the mouth, as if it really got the secret recipe of the big one.

Sanniang brought out a large pot of bone broth from the stove room, put it on the table, wiped her hands and said:

"The dishes are complete, we can start eating"

Uncle Liang glanced at it, remembered something, raised his hand and asked, "Why don't you have longevity noodles?" ”

Sanniang smiled:

"Why not, Luo Shi is in the stove room, saying that he wants to cook it by himself. This pot of bone broth is also a noodle soup boiled for longevity noodles, and it has been simmered for most of the day, which is very delicious."

"Here it is, here comes the longevity noodles"

Luo Shi held a bowl of noodles, pouted with small steps, and strode into the dining room.

A table of people, Douzi and Luo Shi don't need to be mentioned, Sanniang and his wife, Liang Shuye and Sang Bai, Mrs. Li sat awkwardly in the position of the elders, but few people took care of her. At meal time, Niu Changgeng and Jiangzhou came to the door together, and Luo Xi also happily welcomed the two in.

There is a big table of people, and the enthusiastic robes are seated.

Luo Shi moved the noodles to her pocket, her eyes showed reluctance and sadness, she quickly sorted out her mood and celebrated her birthday with a smile:

"In my hometown, I have to sing to the birthday star, and the birthday star has to make a wish, and the wish made today is the most effective"

"Singing? Then come and have a song."

Uncle Liang was the first to pinch it out at night.

Luo Shi didn't squirm, she cleared her throat and sang a Chinese and English version of the happy birthday song.

After singing, Wen smiled and touched the head of his pocket, stuffed the chopsticks into his hand, and urged:

"Make a wish before you eat noodles!"

Douzi nodded ignorantly, and he said loudly: "I hope to be with my sister forever, I want to ......"

"Shhhh

"Your sister wants to get married, and you have to marry a wife and have children when you grow up, the first one doesn't count, and another one is allowed" Uncle Liang interjected at night.

"Shut up......"

Luo Shi glared at him, feeling that the warm atmosphere had been swept away by him, and said to his pocket:

"Let's eat noodles"

Holding the chopsticks in his hand, he hesitated, hesitated for a long time, and raised his head to look at her, his eyes were bright and unexpectedly firm.

"Sister, I don't want to study, I want to be a general like Grandpa He, I want to go to the barracks. This is my wish, my wish does not depend on God, it depends on my sister to fulfill, without your support, I have no confidence in my heart"

Luo Shi's first reaction was not to get angry or immediately refute, she was surprised, surprised that her younger brother with a soft bun seemed to have grown into a young man and had his own ideas and plans.

But he still cares about her, so the basis of any of his wishes is to be with her forever.

"No, no, our family is just a doll for you, why do you go to be a soldier, that's going to war, how many people go and can't come back, why is it not good to study, we can't read and become a teacher, and we have half a month and two months of money, how is it better than dancing a knife and getting a gun"

Mrs. Li was the first to object, and it was a big deal when it came to her eldest grandson.

Douzi didn't pay attention to her at all, he only cared about Luo Shi's attitude and position, his eyes stared straight at her, his face was tense, for fear that she would resolutely object.

With a sigh, Luo Shi smiled lightly and said softly:

"Before I say anything, can you tell me why you want to go to the barracks?"

Douzi lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, then slowly spoke, and what he said was from the bottom of his heart:

"Actually, I knew a long time ago that my sister would definitely leave her pocket, get married, have a baby, and have her own other home. Don't hide behind you, always wait for you to protect me, I want to become stronger, become a hero, a general, so that my sister and I are no longer together, and no one will bully you"

The tip of Luo's nose was sour, and she almost burst into tears.

Snorted, her eyes were as red as rabbits, and she held back her tears of emotion, and then said:

"You are still too young, the military camp does not accept baby soldiers, plus the military camp in Tongzhou is nothing more than a patrol battalion and the Qinwang division compiled by Grandpa He, it is easy to eat, where is the opportunity to fight, so that you can earn military merits and become a general?"

"I'm going to Liangzhou! I'm going to Liangzhou to enlist and fight the Xirong soldiers! ”

Luo Shi was dumbfounded, she looked at Uncle Liang in a panic, she knew that the Liang family would be the main force against Xirong, and whether the situation over there was sinister or not, presumably only he had the most right to speak.

Uncle Liang, who had been silent, put down the wine glass in his hand and said lightly:

"Pocket, you come out with me"

*

In the courtyard, the willows on the moon, the moon shadow of Tongzhou, and the stone grinding wall bricks, there is a bit of indecision in the south of the Yangtze River.

But Uncle Liang, he has seen a desolate battlefield under the moon, cruel and bloody, and he also understands the collapse of that kind of emotion.

Looking back, it is a hometown that you can't return to if you look at the end of the world; Bow your head, it is a handful of loess that heroes kill and bury their bones; Raising the eyes is a dangerous and unpredictable unknown future.

He wouldn't persuade anyone not to enlist, but he had to make it clear to the person.

What kind of place is the battlefield?

Sang Bai got Uncle Liang's order, and reluctantly took out a kitchen knife from the stove room and handed it to Douzi, he rarely saw his young master look so serious, so even if he was worried about Douzi, he didn't dare to disobey Uncle Liang's intentions.

Douzi took the kitchen knife, his face full of puzzlement.

Uncle Liang stood under the moon at night, with a layer of indifferent Qinghui on his body, he looked at his pocket, and analyzed the pros and cons with him in the calmest tone possible:

"When you peasant go to join the army, at most you will be assigned to the box barracks, not to mention kitchen knives when you go to the battlefield, a piece of iron in your hand can be regarded as God's mercy."

Uncle Liang weighed a bamboo pole for drying clothes at night, held both ends in both hands, and folded them into two sections on his knees.

The sharp end was sharp, and he thought it was a silver spear, standing on the masonry.

"Master, you can't ......"

"Shut up"

Uncle Liang scolded Sang Bai back at night, raised his unfazed eyes, looked at his pocket, and exuded a chill all over his body.

Pushing the end of his hand, and carrying a gun with a stick, he used the stick as a gun, and poked it into the heart of his pocket—

Douzi was already frightened by his harsh eyes, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help trembling. But he is also a stubborn person, I don't know if he is sure that Uncle Liang will not really hurt him at night, so he took two steps back and stood in place, refusing to take another step.

When the gun was stabbed, he didn't know how to dodge, he would only roll on the ground, and he could avoid the vital point of his heart, but he was still stabbed in the shoulder, and his flesh was broken in an instant!

Luo Shi was shocked, what did Uncle Liang do at night? Play for real!

Uncle Liang saw that Luo Shi was about to step forward at night, and pulled out a few sticks with one hand, and an invisible pressure forced her to stand back.

The stick in his hand is as strong as a swimming dragon, and under the chic, it is a clean and neat killing move.

"Come again!"

He sighed, and when the pocket got up from the ground in embarrassment, he elbowed the end of the pole, bent his head, and picked up the lower jaw of the pocket—poor the pocket stood firm, and let Uncle Liang knock it to the ground with a stick.

"Enough is enough!"

Luo Shi looked at her pocket and trembled in pain, her brain was like exploding, and she was about to stop Uncle Liang when she ran up, but she was hugged by Sang Bai beside her:

"Our young master is for the sake of the pocket, you bear with it, maybe the pocket will dispel this idea! Instead of suffering and being abused in the future, it is better to figure it out today! ”

"There are a thousand and ten thousand methods, why use this one!"

Luo Shi couldn't understand, she struggled under Sang Bai's clamps, and shouted loudly: "Pocket, you are a fool, can't you run?" ”

Uncle Liang gasped for breath at night, obviously this action was also a burden to him.

He trembled and cupped his heart, swallowed the blood gushing up in his throat, raised his fingers, and wiped away the blood that had spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Everyone thought he was an absolute powerhouse, but when they didn't see his actions, everyone's eyes were firmly dragged by the pocket lying on the ground.

Douzi slowly got up from the ground, his face was gray, the corners of his mouth were broken, he coughed twice, coughed out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and looked extremely embarrassed.

It's weird, the more miserable the body, the more stoic the eyes of the pocket!

He gradually developed a killing intent, gritted his teeth, held the kitchen knife and yelled at Uncle Liang-

It doesn't matter if you hit a stone with an egg, or if you want a moth to fight a fire.

When he was hit on the neck by Uncle Liang again, he was completely paralyzed on the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to get up, he knew that there was no cause and effect on the battlefield, there was no reason, some were just the weak and the strong, and only the winner could live.

Uncle Liang endured the blood that was about to gush out of his throat the next moment, threw away the rod in his hand, and walked out without looking back.

Luo Shi couldn't help crying, lifted her pocket from the ground, and handed it over to Sanniang and Niu Changgeng to take care of.

She took the money and ran out of the door to call the doctor.

"Hey, you don't need to ask for a doctor, look for my young master, he is the most familiar with bruises!"

Sang Bai chased after Luo Shi's back and shouted, but she was angry and couldn't listen to a word.

It was not until she ran to the mouth of the alley that she saw Uncle Liang's back.

I saw him propped up on the brick wall with one hand, his back revealing a trace of loneliness, and his fists under his wide sleeves were clenched, as if he was enduring some pain.

Luo Shi took a few steps closer, and just wanted to say something-

"Don't come here!"

Uncle Liang didn't reply at night, and said coldly.

"Y-What's wrong with you?"

Luo Shi hadn't settled accounts with him yet, so much so that he yelled inexplicably.

Uncle Liang raised the back of his hand, wiped the blood from his lips, took out a bottle of medicine from his arms, threw it back, threw it to Luo Shi, and said in a calm voice:

"You don't need to ask a doctor, it's all some flesh wounds, there will be no internal injuries, just take this and apply it for two days"

After that, he walked out of the alley by holding on to the wall, Luo Xi felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly chased him out, but when he looked around, where was the shadow of Uncle Liang's night?