Meng Juntong bought autumn and winter clothes for Xiao Kuzhu and the elderly, and invited the two to a local restaurant for a full meal.

This moved the old man to tears, and he almost knelt down on the spot to kowtow to Meng Juntong and thank him.

But Meng Juntong's heart does not have the slightest sense of pleasure in helping others, and her emotions are more guilty.

If it weren't for the incident they caused in Yangguan City, Xiao Kuzhu's parents might not have died, and so many people in Yangguan City would not have died in the fire, but those Qin troops would not have had the opportunity to find a reason to come out and oppress the people.

Originally, in the past two days, Meng Juntong had already planned to leave Xuncheng with Xue Ding, but now that he met this pair of ancestors and grandchildren, he had to think about how to settle the two of them.

The grandfather and grandson were still eating, but Xue Ding and Song Yi also happened to come to the restaurant and met Meng Juntong.

"Juntong, why are you here?" Song Yi glanced at the old and young people at the dinner table and said with some doubts: "Did you meet a familiar person?"

Meng Juntong shook his head, got up and said hello to the old man, asked the two of them to eat by themselves first, and then pulled Song Yi and Xue Ding out of the door.

"What's going on?" Schröding also felt that the situation was a little strange.

Meng Juntong sighed softly with a heavy face, and told Xue Ding and Song Yi about the old man, Xiao Kuzhu and a series of events in Yangguan City.

Xue Ding was silent after hearing this, but Song Yi frowned and sighed: "In fact, the situation was critical at that time, and this matter is completely no wonder of you." He paused for a moment and continued: "Juntong, have you ever thought that if you don't destroy that passage, once the Qin army knows the direction of your escape in advance, they will have a cavalry camp in pursuit and a beacon tower on the messenger, and they will soon be able to block the pass you are going to pass through, and then you will really be able to escape?"

"Take another 10,000 steps back, even if you do escape. Do you think that the Qin army will not conduct investigations along the road and harass ordinary people from house to house? At that time, the scope of involvement will only be wider, and the number of people implicated will only be more. "Song Yi is worthy of being the one who leads the army, and for such a thing, it is obvious that he is more comprehensive and thorough than Xue Ding and Meng Juntong.

Because Song Yi understands very well that in this current era of the division of kings, let alone their six overlord powers, even among those small vassal countries, a few armies will not disturb the people.

In every wave of law changes, almost all military regulations and military laws are battlefield discipline.

Even people with military merits can use military merits to atone for their crimes, if you have military merits on the battlefield, then when you return to the market, you will be a butcher who kills people like dogs, and no one dares to say more about you here.

Meng Juntong's face turned a little pale, she didn't understand the situation that Song Yi said, but she didn't think it was reasonable.

Well, after coming to the world, she didn't see much reasonable things.

This is the world, not Shaohua City, she told herself again in her heart.

"Juntong, I advise you again, for the help of this pair of ancestors and grandchildren, you can stop at this iron. Song Yi said to Meng Juntong with a serious face, he could see that Meng Juntong had a lot of guilt about these two people.

"Why," Meng Juntong suddenly raised his voice and asked.

Xue Ding shook his head lightly and said, "Dou Mien, have you ever heard the truth of ascending to Mi Qiu?" ”

Meng Juntong was dumbfounded, she didn't think about this at all.

"You feel guilty about them, and if they are aware of your emotions, they will cling to you like maggots attached to you. The more you do, the more you will find that you have not done and the more guilty you will feel. Schröding lightly broke through this matter, this is human nature, and gradually, the recipient will feel that it is his duty to help the giver, and gradually there will be no gratitude.

The old man and Xiao Kuzhu in the house had finished eating, and the old man took the little girl's hand and walked to the door.

The three of them stopped talking and didn't continue to talk.

The old man gently shook Xiao Kuzhu's hand and said softly: "Come Kuzhu, quickly kowtow to Sister Engong, we should leave." ”

The well-behaved little bitter bamboo really knelt on the cold bluestone slab ground and bowed to Meng Juntong to the end.

Meng Juntong felt that it was not a good feeling in his heart, and quickly stepped forward to help Xiao Kuzhu up: "Xiao Kuzhu, the ground is cold, you get up quickly." ”

The old man on the side sighed lightly and said: "The grace of the father-in-law for giving clothes and food, the little old man and my hard-working granddaughter are deserved, but there is no long-term thing in the body now, and there is no way to repay it." I only hope that the good people of the public will have good rewards and good luck will be prosperous forever. As he spoke, the old man also bowed his hand slightly.

It can be seen that this old man is also a family who has read books.

The old man took Kuzhu's hand, crossed the threshold, smiled at Song Yi and Xue Ding, nodded his head, and left slowly.

This old and small back image is like a fire that burns Meng Juntong's heart.

She clenched her fists tightly, desperately wondering if there was any other way.

Song Yi suddenly spoke up at this moment, and waved his hand at the grandfather and grandson: "Old man, please stay." ”

The old man stopped and turned his head to look at Song Yi, who glanced at Meng Juntong and smiled: "I also suddenly remembered something." I recently resigned from a servant, and my family is lacking an idle job to add firewood and burn charcoal, and I don't know if the old man is willing to condescend. Although the remuneration is not very high, it is enough to eat three meals. If you don't have anywhere to go right now, you might as well stop by me. ”

The old man trembled with excitement, and he knelt down to thank him on the spot.

However, Song Yi's speed was very fast, and he had already stepped forward to grab the old man in the blink of an eye.

"Let you worship me all the time, but you have to break my life. Song Yi smiled and helped the old man up.

Xue Ding gently patted Meng Juntong's shoulder: "How relieved are you?"

Meng Juntong smiled, but it was a bit far-fetched.

Today, the two grandparents and grandchildren happened to be met by her, if they didn't meet, I don't know if the two of them will survive the harsh winter in the north.

Just thinking of this, Meng Juntong's heart became heavier and heavier.

Xiao Kuzhu and her grandfather met themselves today, but there are so many ordinary civilians in Yangguan City, some of them escaped from Yangguan City, some did not escape, and in their respective destinies, they may meet nobles to help?

Xue Ding seemed to see what Meng Juntong was thinking, and said with relief on the side: "Everyone has their own destiny, and what outsiders can do is limited after all. It's you, me, Song Yi, how can we not be a duckweed in the long river of fate, compared to this old gentleman and his granddaughter, how much better can we be?"

Meng Juntong was stunned at first, but then he also figured it out.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, who walks in this world and does not travel far away with a burden.

Xue Ding carried the hatred of the country and the family, the pain of his sister's death, and the suffering of his hometown and the difficulty of finding his biological mother, these are not his own fate and truth.