Chapter 2: The Return is a Teenager
With a bowl of hot porridge in his stomach, Zhu Guoqiang's body warmed up, and the strength in his body was also recovering point by point. He tried to move his arm, and it worked.
"Brother Yao, you can eat more!"
With a smile on her face, the girl picked up the butter cake on the table, handed it to Zhu Guoqiang, picked up the porcelain pot on the table, and poured him a bowl of hot water.
"Brother Yao, although my father's body has been pulled back, it ...... The head still hangs on the city walls. My eldest brother called Brother Jiachun, Brother Guohao, and Brother Xingzhong to meet at the Chenghuang Temple at the west entrance of the village, and discussed doing it tonight to snatch back my father's head! β
The girl whispered, and Zhu Guoqiang nodded while eating and drinking.
"Girl, I'm frightened, my mind is a little confused, and I have forgotten a lot of things. Can you tell me what the hell is going on? β
Zhu Guoqiang raised his head and looked at the beautiful girl, relaxed and happy.
When talking to beautiful women, the air is much fresher.
"For example, you, I just feel familiar, but I can't call your name."
"Brother Yao, are you okay?"
The girl asked in surprise, her concern palpable.
"Of course I'm fine, you go on!"
After getting Zhu Guoqiang's exact answer, the girl continued.
It took the girl a long time to finish speaking, and Zhu Guoqiang understood his life experience.
The young man possessed by Zhu Guoqiang is called Wang Heyao, a commoner, and he is not yet seventeen years old.
The girl's name is Zheng Ning, her brother Zheng Siming, and several teenagers in the same village, Sun Jiachun, Zhao Guohao, and Li Xingzhong, including Wang and Yao, are all friends who grew up together.
Zheng Siming and Zheng Ning, the father of the two siblings entered the city today, and happened to meet the government to track down the bandits, and the sword and gun had no eyes.
"Then why don't you go to the government to explain this matter, for ...... Uncle asks for justice? β
Zhu Guoqiang was embarrassed for a while.
I was at the right time, and I was scared stupid.
"Brother Yao, this matter ......"
This time, it was Zheng Ning's turn to look unnatural, and he quickly became indignant again.
"Tartar human face and beast heart, there is no good thing! It's all dog officers! β
"What year is it?"
Zhu Guoqiang asked eagerly.
"Brother Heyao, you ......"
Zheng Ning's eyes were red, and he continued.
"Brother Heyao, this year is ...... Kang"
"Yao'er, you're awake!"
Zheng Ning's words were interrupted, and Zhu Guoqiang's "parents" walked in with a smile on their faces.
The sound of the conversation in the room had already alarmed them.
ββ¦β¦ Daddy, Daddy ...... Mom, I'm fine, but I still have some headaches. β
After Zhu Guoqiang finished eating the butter cake that still had residual temperature, he looked left and right, there was no napkin, so he had to wipe his mouth with his hand.
The royal father wore a square hat and a green shirt, about forty years, tall and handsome, elegant and elegant, and the beard of the chin made him not only not look old, but calm.
The queen mother looks like a Jiangnan woman, in her 30s, although she is dressed in coarse cloth, she is also elegant and dignified, and she looks like a big family.
"I have a headache, then you should take a break!"
Wang Hu suddenly became nervous.
"Yao'er, you rest first, Dad will heat up the chicken soup for you!"
Wang Hu glanced at her husband indifferently, and the royal father immediately turned his head and walked out.
Seeing the behavior of the "parents", Zhu Guoqiang was slightly surprised.
It seems that his "father" seems to be suspected of being "strict with his wife". However, her "grandmother" is beautiful and elegant, and she doesn't look like a.
"Mother, I'm fine, you don't have to worry, hurry up and rest."
Zhu Guoqiang was a little embarrassed and just wanted to avoid his "relatives".
He lifted his back, got out of bed, and stood up, showing that he was fine.
"Good, good! Don't walk around, lie down for a while! β
Wang Heyao was safe and sound, and Wang Hu was overjoyed.
"Mother, I'll talk to Zheng Ning about something, and we'll rest."
"Okay, you don't talk for a while, pay attention to your body."
Wang Hu glanced at his son and the anxious Zheng Ning, frowned slightly, and walked out of the door.
"Girl, then you are looking for me......"
The "parents" went out one after another, and Zhu Guoqiang hurriedly asked.
With the help of the light, he looked into the courtyard and found that the "mother" Wang Hu was sitting under the eaves, facing the green bamboo in the rain in the courtyard and was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
"You're a scholar with a bright brain, so I want to hear your ideas and see how I can snatch my father's head back and put it in the ground."
Zheng Ning looked outside the door and whispered.
"The head is there...... The gate ......"
Wang Heyao turned his head and stammered as he asked.
His eyes darkened, and he really didn't know what the place was, the city gate.
Besides, it would be too naΓ―ve to snatch the head back, and not to order shrimp soldiers and crab generals, just relying on a few young people.
However, Wang Heyao was already a little ready to move in his heart. Who has not been young, as long as there is still innocence in the heart, there is still hope in life
Zheng Ning felt a burst of disappointment in his heart.
She regretted it a little, why didn't she listen to his eldest brother and come to Wang Heyao? What can such a timid and fearful person have in mind?
However, she has gotten along with Wang Heyao since she was a child, and she doesn't ask him, and her heart is always unsteady.
"Xiao Ning, have you thought about it, the city wall is at least ...... Six or seven meters high, there must be officers and soldiers guarding it. How do you grab heads? You still have to think long-term, not brutally! β
Zheng Ning's disappointment was in his eyes, Zhu Guoqiang's heart was hot, and he subconsciously made a judgment.
None of the men in front of women, especially beautiful women, want to be looked down upon.
"That's why I came to you to ask you what you think!"
Zheng Ning's heart was overjoyed, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Yao'er, after drinking the soup, it's time to rest!"
The royal father came in with chicken soup, and the queen mother's voice sounded outside without losing any time.
"Tell your eldest brother that you must not go today, and you will talk about it when you meet me!"
Zhu Guoqiang whispered, picked up the oil umbrella, and kept sending the anxious little girl out of the door.
"Tell them, don't be reckless! Your daddy's business is wrapped up in me! β
The pity on Zheng Ning's face made Zhu Guoqiang's heroic spirit rise in his chest, and he almost slapped his chest.
"Brother Yao, I'll go back first, and I'll come back to you later!"
Zheng Ning smiled and waved his hand away.
Zhu Guoqiang was reluctant and wanted to send the girl, but the voice of "father" sounded behind him.
"Yao'er, the soup is going to be cold!"
Zhu Guoqiang returned to the house, and the royal father and queen mother looked him up and down, like looking at a monster.
"Ah...... Daddy, Ah ...... Mother, what's wrong with you? β
"Yao'er, you're not okay, don't get involved in the Zheng family's affairs!"
The royal father spoke out first, and he was serious.
"The Zheng family has a strong temperament, don't die, you can't control their affairs, and if you don't get it right, you will implicate yourself."
"Mother knows that you and the girl of the Zheng family are good, she is good at water, and she has a good heart, but I don't agree to live as a family!"
Wang Hu looked at his son and said it with a straight face.
son and Zheng Ning's childhood sweetheart, although she also likes Zheng Ning's gentleness and thoughtfulness, but as a daughter-in-law, she has to be innocent.
In these years, I am most afraid of being involved with "anti-thieves".
"Daddy, Grandma, I don't think so."
Zhu Guoqiang smiled embarrassedly, suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help asking.
"Mother, Daddy, this year is that year, which dynasty and which generation?"
"You kid, you don't remember that year!"
My mother's eyes turned red, she turned her head to wipe her tears, and couldn't say any more.
"Yao'er, this year is the thirteenth year of Kangxi. You... Really don't remember anything? β
Daddy glanced at his son, and the emotions in his eyes were complicated.
"Thirteen years of Kangxi!"
Wang Heyao was shocked and stunned.
"Yao'er, don't think nonsense. Rest early. β
The grandmother left in a hurry, without looking back, but tears fell.
Daddy looked at his ignorant son, sighed, turned around and went out, and closed the door.
The parents left, the door was gently closed, and the four walls of the room were gloomy and empty, leaving only Zhu Guoqiang who was alone in a daze.
The crying of the grandmother in the front room and the comfort of the father came, and soon there was silence. Wang Heyao extinguished the oil lamp and lay back on the bed, tossing and turning, still unable to sleep.
Thirteen years of Kangxi!
There are too many braided dramas in later generations, and Wang Heyao doesn't need to ask his "parents" and others to know that the famous so-called "Emperor of the Ages" Kangxi ascended the throne at the age of eight, so he should be twenty years old now.
Kangxi is twenty years old, and there are Dolgon and Shunzhi in front of him, and the Qing Dynasty should also stabilize. When he came to Jiangnan at this time, wasn't he looking for abuse?
Is it difficult for him to just eat and wait for death, to be a submissive citizen?
gave him "Ye Qinghui", and let him live in such a dark age of depression and poverty, which is too Versailles.
What kind of prosperous era is this that denounces industry and commerce, puts an end to "Western learning", promotes "literary prisons", and ignores the people and weakens the people?
Under the foolish people and the weak people, science and technology are all together, the country does not love the people, how can the people love the country?
Under the policy of foolishness, crows followed. The War, the First Sino-Japanese Naval War, the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance, the reparations for land cession, the loss of power and humiliation of the country, the material resources of China, and the joy of the country!
What's more, the invasion of China by the island country, what kind of suffering and sacrifice did the Chinese people endure, so that until Zhu Guoqiang's era, they were still surrounded and intercepted by Western bandits, and the heart of destroying China did not die, and the festival was shattered.
When he came to this era, did he still want to make the nation suffer like this?
It's the best of times, and it's the worst of times!
In Zhu Guoqiang's heart, this sentence suddenly popped up.
He got out of bed, didn't light the lamp, and in the dark, he did push-ups on the ground, just five or six, and he was already out of breath.
Back then, in the military academy and in the barracks, he was a long-time push-up record. Speaking of which, this is related to his long-term farm work and mountain climbing.
"Ye Qinghui", what kind of body did this give him?
The quietness of the countryside, the deathly silence, and the occasional barking of dogs made Zhu Guoqiang feel depressed and uncomfortable, and he had the urge to flee immediately.
He sat down in his chair, and only then could he be at peace and remember his past.
Parents have passed away, no worries, married and divorced, no children, have a girlfriend, and both parties are making do with it......
He still can't forget those friends and even relatives of his, he knows that many people don't care, he doesn't care, he loves life.
I don't know what they are doing now, after all, some friends will shed tears and sadness for him.
Thinking wildly, I don't know when, Zhu Guoqiang went to bed, didn't take off his clothes, and fell asleep in a daze.
In his sleep, he and a group of teenagers climbed the mountain, sang mountain songs, picked wild fruits, and played among the streams......
In a blink of an eye, he went to the military school, his white clothes fluttering, waving goodbye, the melodious erhu sound, his parents weeping, and his old face ......
Golden military school, golden years, he learned the guitar, made new friends, in the debate competition, he talked eloquently, but unfortunately lost.....
The military camp haunted by dreams, the passage of time, the unforgettable stubble of recruits, and the unforgettable border work......
It's like returning to the youth of my youth, with nowhere to put my youth, my shy smile, my thin lips, and my warm and dry lips.....