"Don't worry, your old man has a great life, and he will live a long life!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly found that there were two white strands on Mrs. Ying's jet-black sideburns.

Although she is well-maintained and has no wrinkles on her face, she is in her thirties after all.

Mrs. Ying took out a small jade Ruyi and stuffed it into his hand: "Take it, keep it safe." ”

He Yue smiled on the side: "Ah, my mother took out all the treasures in the dowry." ”

Mrs. Ying gave him a slap in the eye to kill herself: "Are you my son?" How can you have a broken mouth than a teenage girl? ”

Then she solemnly instructed He Lingchuan: "When you enter the Panlong Desert, you must be careful, it is not a good place!" And-"

She paused: "I know you can endure it, you have to take care of your father, and both of you will come back safely!" ”

There was worry in her eyes that she couldn't hide.

I always feel that something ominous is happening in the back, alas! But she couldn't stop it.

"Don't worry, old lady." He Lingchuan looked at her carefully and said slowly, "I will definitely do my best." ”

At this moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

He Chunhua is still the pillar of this family in the end. Everyone in the family was concerned about his safety, including He Lingchuan's original body.

A family of origin is always inextricably linked and constantly cut, and it is not transferred by people's will at all.

It's not easy to wield a sword to cut love.

This love word is more than love.

In the end, who can really see through and cut off, how many people are there in the red dust?

He sighed secretly, turned his head to the second brother and said, "Second brother, you are also the man in charge, you have to take care of the old lady!" ”

He Yue nodded seriously: "Brother, have a good trip." ”

The brothers were speechless for each other, and it was as if they had a thousand words.

In the end, He Lingchuan patted the second brother on the shoulder, laughed, rode on the rock sheep, and the team set off.

Before turning into the corner, he turned around and saw that Mrs. Ying and He Yue were still standing in place, looking at him fixedly.

He waved his hand to his family and smiled brightly.

This time, it's not goodbye.

And the highlight of his trip back to China has finally opened.

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The eastern suburbs of Tu County, the camp of the Kite Army.

The rebellion in the south has been basically put down, and the few remaining bandits have escaped, which is no longer a cause for concern.

The Kite Army would periodically enter the Takigawa River to sweep away the remaining rebels.

But the post-war work was not easy at all, and Tu County was also He Chunhua's territory, and he began to take over local government affairs, so he was so busy that he hit the back of his head with his heel all day long.

This is also the norm for Chief He, and people who can't be found in the camp report are often found.

But only tonight, He Chunhua put down all his affairs and returned to his account, ordered someone to set up a tribute case, cook pigs, cattle and sheep, and make forty-eight bowls of meat and vegetables, which filled two tables.

He himself was dressed in white, and respectfully placed the spirit tablet on the tribute case and offered incense.

Today is the day of the He family's family sacrifice.

Once upon a time, this festival was celebrated by the whole family of four; This time, he led his troops to fight outside, so he had to worship himself.

According to his current grade, he can't supply the three big animals, but He Chunhua doesn't pay attention to these at all. After the offerings were served, he pushed everyone back, leaving only Zhao Qinghe to serve on his side.

The He family's family sacrifice was always a sad day, and He Chunhua knelt down and kowtowed while muttering.

When Zhao Qinghe heard it, he told the recent battle reports to his ancestors one by one.

"Finally back to the kite, finally the kite, I have to be in the kite." He Chunhua hit his head on the ground, "Ancestors and ancestors, fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters, from now on, we must not only revive our momentum, but also glorify the lintel!" ”

The prayer was long and long, and when he stood up, the blood from his forehead ran down to his neck.

Zhao Qinghe hurriedly took a soft towel to wipe away the blood for him.

He Chunhua didn't care either, and smiled: "Fetch the wine." On the day of the big victory, I want to drink with my family. ”

This is a broken vow, because the He family never drinks alcohol on the day of ancestor worship. But Zhao Qinghe didn't know, and immediately ordered someone to bring two jars of wine.

The local bayberry wine produced in Takigawa is sweet and refreshing, but it has a lot of stamina.

He Chunhua sat down and faced the spirit card, drinking while saluting, and a bowl was a bowl when he raised his neck.

In a blink of an eye, the two jars were empty, and he asked Zhao Qinghe to fetch the wine again.

"Your Excellency, you've had a lot of drinks." Zhao Qinghe had already sensed that He Chunhua's state tonight was a little abnormal.

He Chunhua waved his hand: "Go, get the wine!" ”

Zhao Qinghe had no choice but to comply.

Tonight, the moon shines on the Takigawa, and the frogs outside the tent are singing. He Chunhua ate until he was drunk, and suddenly threw down the wine bowl and cried loudly!

The cry was heartbreaking, tossing and turning, full of indescribable pain and sorrow, which shocked Zhao Qinghe at once.

Mr. He, what's wrong?

He finally came back to his senses and hurriedly arranged a soundproof barrier. However, He Chunhua's previous cry had already been heard, and many soldiers nearby heard it.

Zhao Qinghe tried to persuade twice, but He Chunhua ignored it, holding the table leg and crying with a handful of snot and tears.

He had never seen such a gaffe in the Lord, was this sad to the extreme?

It would be embarrassing to stay any longer, so Zhao Qinghe had to withdraw from the tent and let He Chunhua be alone with his ancestors.

The soldiers passing by outside the tent all stretched their necks to look here, and Zhao Qinghe shouted: "What are you doing standing still, have nothing to do?" ”

Hula, the crowd scattered as birds and beasts.

Zhao Qinghe hesitated outside for half an hour before he lifted the curtain again and walked in.

saw that the offering table was smashed, the food was knocked to the ground, He Chunhua himself lay on the ground and fell asleep, his head resting on the table legs, his face was scratched by broken porcelain in several places, and his eyes were swollen like walnuts.

This appearance is not easy for others to see, Zhao Qinghe fetched water to wash his face, and then carried him to the marching bed.

He Chunhua opened his eyes in a daze and asked him, "Chuan'er...... It's me who is sorry for you! Do you blame me? ”

Zhao Qinghe was dumbfounded.

How should he answer the Lord's family matters?

But Lord He has always been very kind to his eldest son, and he doesn't know what "I'm sorry for" about it.

"But I can't help it!" He Chunhua said, "At that time, I was at the end of my rope, but I still have to live, and I have to avenge so many of our family...... You don't blame me, do you! ”

He tugged on Zhao Qinghe's arm hard, and almost gritted his teeth in the last few words. The latter knew that it was unreasonable to talk to the drunk, so he had to nod: "Yes, yes! ”

He responded several times, He Chunhua exhaled a heavy breath of wine, and finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.

……

The next morning, when Zhao Qinghe went to see He Chunhua, the latter was dressed by his own soldiers.

Energetic, plump and handsome, they are like two drunks with their hair the night before.

He smiled at Zhao Qinghe and said, "You're here." I drank too much last night, did I talk nonsense? ”

Zhao Qinghe saw that his eyes were burning, and his heart was shocked, and he immediately said, "No." ”

He Chunhua turned around: "Really? ”

"You keep telling Steward Wu to bring wine again."

He Chunhua sighed: "When I am drunk, I am full of ugliness, and I still have a little headache in the morning." It's not a good thing. ”