73, Mother Noble (Meng)

The victories made Meng Jia excited, and the pain also made it difficult for him to sleep. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ranks of the rebels are gradually on the right track, a new regime is supported by more and more people, and a young life is rising, magnificent and extraordinary, and this life has been by his side since birth, germinating and growing up in his own hands, and he is deeply happy about this.

As long as Chen Qingjun achieves a similar result again, then the Nationalist Army will become the strongest rebel army to actually control Nanyun Province. At that time, everyone was dreaming of military affairs, and everyone wanted to be a general. Meng Jia thought, why can't Chen Qingjun? He thought to himself, there was infinite space in front of him, and he jumped from one idea to another, and all obstacles disappeared. Whoever once he sets foot on this ladder cannot stop, and climbs endlessly upward, starting from man to reaching the stars.

The great general is only the commander of the army, while the great military strategist is the commander of the army and the ideology. Meng Jia fantasized that Chen Qingjun would become a great military strategist. He let his fantasies run wild, imagining Chen Qingjun driving the Yingdongying people on the Great Eastern Ocean, punishing the monarchs of the north on the Zhenbao River, repelling the Diluo Kingdom at Zhula Mountain, and signaling Binfeld to submit in the South China Sea. There are two people in Meng Jia, one is warm and the other is gloomy, both of them are ten

It was satisfying, because Meng Jia saw that Chen Qingjun was both outstanding and fearsome, and that harshness and ruthlessness were Meng Jia's own ideals. Meng Jia believes that he must abandon something in order to make achievements, so he should not be in love with children at this moment.

General Chen Qingjun - in the words of the time - "stood on a high place", he would be draped in light, his head shining like a meteor, and in one hand he would hold a sword and trample the darkness to his feet

Spread the great wings of justice, reason, and progress, he is an angel, but an ambassador of annihilation.

The fantasy almost made him delirious. He was thinking excitedly when a voice came from the half-covered door, from the large hospital room next door. He heard Chen Qingjun's voice,

The voice had been silent for months, but it had remained in his ears. He listened carefully, and someone moved. The soldier said, "Commander, this is the man who shot at you." He had just gotten into the cellar while we weren't looking. We found him. That's who he is. ”

So came the conversation between Chen Qingjun and the man:

"You're hurt?"

"You can get a shot. ”

"Let the man lie on the bed, bandage and treat him, and heal him. ”

"I'd rather die. ”

"You have to live. You want to kill me in the name of the emperor, and I forgive you in the name of the republic. ”

A dark cloud swept over Meng Jia's face. As if awakened suddenly, he muttered gloomily and dejectedly, "He is indeed a lenient man." ”

The knife wound could heal quickly, but there was one person who was more seriously injured than Meng Jia's, and that was the woman who was shot by the beggar Gao Yijia in a pool of blood in the Zadian Happy Farm.

The woman who was shot was named Ai Yuanting, and her injuries were more serious than Gao Yijia imagined. In addition to the bullet hole above her chest, she had a hole in her swollen shoulder. One bullet broke her collarbone and another went through her shoulder bone, but fortunately she was able to recover without lung injuries.

Gao Yijia is the "great healer", which is the name given by the peasants to those who know a little about medicine, surgery and witchcraft. Gao Yijia was in the cave, treating the woman's injuries on a simple straw bed, using mysterious "herbs", which actually allowed the woman to survive.

The collarbone is reattached. The wounds in the chest and shoulders healed. A few weeks later, the injured woman was in recovery.

One morning, she leaned on Gao Yi's house and walked out of the cave and sat under the tree to enjoy the sun. Gao Yijia didn't know much about her, because she couldn't talk much because of her chest injury, and she didn't say a few words when she recovered from her previous dying state. When she wanted to speak, Gao Yijia told her not to speak, but she obviously had something on her mind.

Gao Yijia saw recurring grief in her eyes. That morning, she was in good shape and could walk almost unaided. Healing a person is equivalent to creating a person, so Gao Yijia looked at her with great pleasure. The kind old man smiled and said to her, "Look, we are on our feet and there are no more wounds." ”

"Only a wound in the heart. She said.

She then asked, "So, you don't know where they are?"

"Who?" asked Gao Gao.

"My children. ”

"Say so" means "Since you never talk to me, since you have been with me for so long and have not said a word, since you have not let me open my mouth whenever I want to break the silence, since you seem to be afraid of me to bring it up, it means that you have nothing to tell me." In high fever, trance, and delirium, she often called out to her children, and she also saw that, because in delirium things could also be observed, the old man would not answer her.

Gao Yijia really didn't know what to say to her. It's not easy to talk to a mother about her lost child. And what does he know? All he knew was that a mother had been shot and had fallen to the ground and was found by him, and he rescued her, when she was almost a corpse, this corpse had three children, and the Marquis of Prussia had shot her

After the mother, took the child. That's all the earth knows. What happened to the children? Are they still alive? He inquired, and all he knew was that they were two boys and a girl who had just been weaned, and nothing else.

He asked a whole bunch of questions about these unfortunate children, but he couldn't get answers. The locals simply shook their heads at his inquiry. They don't want to talk about Mr. Pu Weiguo as a person.

People don't want to talk about the country, and they don't want to talk to Gao Yijia. The peasants have a strange temper of suspicion, and they don't like the high family. Gao Yijia made them uneasy. Why is he always looking at the sky, what is he doing?

What was he thinking about for a long time? Apparently he was a weirdo. The region was in the midst of fierce wars, great upheavals, great chaos, people did only one thing, destroyed, only one job, busy burning and looting, busy laying down steps and traps for each other, busy fighting each other, while this lonely man was immersed in nature, as if immersed

In the boundless tranquility of all things, he picks plants and trees, and only cares about flowers, birds and stars, and he is certainly a dangerous person. He had clearly lost his mind, never hid behind brambles, never shot at anyone, and as a result, the people around him were a little afraid of him.

"It's a madman. Said the passerby.

Gao Yi's family was not only isolated, but people hid when they saw him.

No one asks him questions, no one answers him. He couldn't ask what he wanted to ask. The war spread elsewhere, and people fought farther away. The Marquis of Prussian Guardian disappeared from the horizon. As far as Gao Yijia's state of mind is concerned, he has forgotten about the war, unless the war stabs him. Hearing the woman say "my children," Gao Yijia stopped smiling.

The mother began to cry. What was going on in her mind? She seemed to be at the bottom of the abyss. Suddenly, she looked at Gao Yijia and cried out again in an almost angry tone: "My children!"

Gao Yijia bowed his head like a criminal.

He thought of the Marquis of Puweiguo, and the Marquis would definitely not think of him, perhaps forgetting that there was still him in the world.

He understood this, and he was thinking, "Master, I recognize you when I am in danger, but I will not recognize you when I am in danger." ”

So he asked himself, "Why did I save this old man in the first place?"

And he replied, "Because he is a man." ”

He pondered for a moment on this answer, and then thought, "Is that really the case?"

He said to himself bitterly: "I knew it was like this!"

This incident frustrated him because he saw a riddle in his actions. He pondered bitterly. It seems that good deeds can produce evil results. To save a wolf is to slaughter a sheep. Whoever repairs the vulture's wings is responsible for its hooks.

He did feel guilty. The mother's instinctive anger was justified.

However, he saved the mother, which mitigated his mistake in saving the marquis.

But what about the kids?

Mother was also meditating. The two of them were close in thought, though not explicitly, and perhaps met in secret contemplation.

At this moment, the mother's eyes were dark night, and she stared at Gao Yi's house again.

"It can't go on like this. She said.

"Shhhhhhhhhhh

She continued. "You shouldn't have saved me. It's all your fault. I'd rather die so I can see them. I'll be able to know where they are. They can't see me, but I can stay with them. I'm sure I'll be able to bless them even if I'm dead. ”

He took her arm and gave her a pulse:

"Calm down, you're having a fever again. ”

She asked, in an almost cold tone:

"When can I go?"

"Let's go?"

"Yes, walking. ”

"If you are willful, you will never be able to leave. If you are wise, you can go tomorrow. ”

"What do you mean by being wise?"

"Trust in God. ”

"God, where did he take my child?"

She said in a softer voice, "You know, I can't stay like this. You don't have children, but I do, and it's very different. What you don't know, you can't judge. You don't have children, do you?"

"Yes. Gao Yijia replied.

"But what about me, I only have children. Am I still alive without children? Can anyone explain to me why I lost my children? I don't understand, it just feels like something is happening. Someone shot my husband, someone shot me, but why, I don't understand. ”

"Forget it," said Gao Yijia, "you have a fever again." Say no more. ”

She looked at him and fell silent.

From this day on, she did not speak again.

She became more obedient than he had hoped, and she crouched under the old tree in a daze for hours on end. She fantasizes, but is silent. Those simple hearts that have experienced unforgettable pain often seek refuge in silence. She no longer seemed to be trying to understand. When despair reaches a certain level, even the desperate person himself cannot understand it.

Gao Yijia observed her and was very excited. Faced with such pain, the old man thought like a woman: "Oh yes, her mouth does not speak, but her eyes do. She clearly had a stubborn thought. She used to be a mother, and now she's not a mother! She used to be a wet nurse, and now she's not a wet nurse! She can't be left to fate.

She kept thinking, thinking, thinking. Indeed, it must be a wonderful feeling to have a little pink mouth suck you, to suck your soul out of the flesh, to create her life with your life!"

He was also silent, he understood that words could not do anything in the face of such depression. The stubborn thought of silence is terrible. How can we persuade a mother who is indulging in stubborn thoughts? Mother's love is absolute, and it cannot be reasoned with.

The mother is noble because she is an animal. The maternal instinct has a divine animality. The mother is no longer a woman,

She is female.

The child is a sick child.

Therefore, there is both something below the intellacies and something above the intellect in the mother. Mother has a keen sense of smell. The great and obscure will of all things in heaven and earth exists in her and guides her. She is rash and blind, but she is full of wisdom.

Gao Yijia now wants to get this unfortunate woman to speak, but it is unsuccessful. Once he said to her, "It's a pity that I'm too old to walk." Exhausted after walking not far. After a quarter of an hour, he couldn't move his legs and had to stop. Otherwise, I'll go with you. However, it may be a good thing not to be with you, because I am of little use to you, and I will cause you trouble. People here can be tolerant of me, but the Blues will suspect that I am a royalist, and the royalists will suspect that I am a wizard. ”

He waited for her to answer. She didn't even lift her eyes. Obstinacy leads to madness or heroism. But what heroic can a poor peasant woman have? She can only be a mother, that's all. Day by day, she became more and more indulged in her imagination. Gao Yijia was watching her.

He tried to get her to do something, and brought her needles and thimbles. She sewed it, much to the delight of poor Lao Gao. She still thinks about it, but she's working, and it's a sign of health. She gradually regained her strength, and she mended her underwear, coat, and shoes, but her eyes were still glazed. She slit and hummed obscure songs in a low voice.

She muttered some names, probably children's names, but Gao Yijia couldn't hear them clearly. She stopped to listen to the bird's call, as if the bird had brought her a message. Her lips twitched, and she whispered to herself. She sewed a pocket and filled it with chestnuts.

She is preparing, she has not given up on her child, once she is ready, she will travel far away, whether it is thousands of mountains and rivers, or a sea of swords and fires, she is not afraid, she wants to find her child.

This is Mother, Great Mother!