Wen Zhili looked at Ji Ge, who was constantly rubbing his chest, and said softly and jokingly: "The old guy is right, he really doesn't remember to eat." ”

Ji Ge put the teacup that fell on his chest on the table, pulled his mouth, and retorted: "It's just that I can't beat you now, otherwise..."

"Otherwise," Wen Zhili raised his eyebrows slightly, and a beam of purple lightning thunderclaped between his fingers.

"Otherwise, I'll have to make a good offering to you. Seeing this, Ji Ge smiled flatteringly, his tone was courteous, and his mouth was pulled to the root of his ears.

Wen Zhili saw his face with a look of disgust, "Come on, I can't stand it." ”

At this time, Meng Wanhu opened the door curtain and walked in, holding the washed mountain fruit on the table, looking at the two sisters and brothers who were "talking and laughing", and said: "You two wait a minute, the meal will be ready soon, eat some mountain fruits first to satisfy your hunger." ”

Ji Ge stood up and gave up his seat, "Brother Meng, you sit." ”

Meng Wanhu nodded and sat down.

And Ji Ge also found another bench and sat at the dinner table, originally planning to reach out for a mountain fruit, but after being glared at by Wen Zhili, he shrank back.

Meng Wanhu smiled after noticing Wen Zhili's eyes, grabbed a handful of mountain fruits and put them in front of Ji Ge's table, and said, "We don't have anything in this place to entertain you, but this mountain fruit is sweet and fresh, you can taste more." ”

Ji Ge smiled and put a mountain fruit in his mouth and winked at Wen Zhili.

That smug look seemed to say: Look, if you don't let me eat, I want to eat, or the owner of the family told me to eat.

Wen Zhili didn't pay attention to Ji Ge's gaze.

"Chen Ge, before you said that you and your cousin in the land of Panqing blocked a wave of beasts for the human race there, and even eliminated two demon beasts in the Gathering Spirit Realm, right?"

Ji Ge spat out the core and nodded.

In addition to not mentioning the Outer Heaven Giant Palm before, Ji Ge also changed slightly to say that the two demon beasts of the Condensation Realm were the demon beasts of the Gathering Spirit Realm.

"That's fine. Meng Wanhu patted his knee, "With the spiritual power realm of your Gathering Spirit Realm and the spiritual power realm of your cousin's Condensing Realm, it should be easy to join the Great Wall Garrison." ”

"Brother Wan Hu, I heard you say that you are the third in the family before, so why don't you see your two brothers" Wen Zhili didn't want to dwell on this matter, looked at Meng Wanhu, and asked suspiciously.

"Are they also gathering troops?"

Hearing Wen Zhili ask about his two brothers, Meng Wanhu's originally happy expression instantly dimmed, his eyebrows lowered, his hands clenched his knees, and his expression was extremely unnatural.

"Is it that my cousin said something wrong" Ji Ge asked Zhengse when he saw Meng Wanhu's expression.

"No, there's nothing to hide either. Meng Wanhu waved his hand and pursed his lips when he heard this, his resolute face was a little sad.

He pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "My eldest brother's name is Meng Baichuan, who died three years ago in a war in which the Wu clan raided the Great Wall, and was pierced through the chest by a spell from the Wu clan, and died on the head of the city. ”

Ji Ge and Wen Zhili were silent for a while when they heard this.

"My mother was blinded by crying after my eldest brother died, and eventually she became ill. ”

"That..." Ji Ge was just about to open his mouth when Wen Zhili kicked him under the dining table.

"My second brother's name is Meng Qianshan, he is the forward scout of the garrison guards, he died in the heavy snow the year before last, and he was responsible for passing back the spy report at that time, and there was no bloody scar on the spy in front of him, but his back was full of arrows. ”

"I fell under the walls of the heavy snow last year, and that year could only be spent with my father. ”

"My mother didn't survive that snowy midwinter. ”

Meng Wanhu rubbed his nose and grinned his lips, obviously smiling, but Ji Ge felt that he was in tears at this time.

"I joined the army last year, and I was supposed to give it to my father

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At the end of my retirement, my father's original intention was to let me go to the military town to be a small errand officer, so as to leave a little incense for the old Meng family. ”

"But my father didn't know, I secretly went to the Great Wall where the eldest brother and the second brother died under the city wall. ”

"It seems that I am destined to be an unfilial son. Meng Wanhu laughed miserably and shook his head.

Ji Ge stared at the wood grain on the dining table in front of him expressionlessly, without saying a word.

Wen Zhili didn't fall silent in that grief, Wen Zhili, who had personally participated in the war with the Wu Clan thousands of years ago, had seen too much, even if it had been silent for a thousand years, the rest of the thing was numbness except for a sigh.

Meng Wanhu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes without a trace, and the man didn't flick when he had tears, that's probably what he said.

"I am telling you this just to tell you that war is not child's play, and that the slightest mistake can really kill people. Meng Wanhu glanced at the two sisters and brothers, and said in a deep voice.

"It stands to reason that if you go out to experience the children of everyone from a clan, you will secretly arrange a guardian to escort you, maybe I'm too worried. Meng Wanhu said with a sneer.

Ji Ge didn't admit or deny it, scratched his head, and looked at Meng Wanhu with a grin.

"Wan Hu, the meal is ready, bring it to them. The old man in the courtyard shouted into the house.

"Here comes Dad. Meng Wanhu responded, stood up, lifted the curtain and walked out.

"I'll just say how I felt such a strong aura of solemnity in him when we met for the first time just now. Ji Ge saw the burly figure in the courtyard through the window paper and muttered.

"The current situation is generally much better, after all, the Hundred Clans and the Wu Clan have been consumed for thousands of years, so there are basically few large-scale wars on both sides now, nothing more than some surprise attacks, and small-scale battles between the scouts on both sides. ”

"A thousand years ago, it was the father who died on the brother, the brother who died on the brother, the brother who died on the sister, the sister who died..."

"That's death. Wen Zhili choked up, as if he saw the billowing wolf smoke burning on the Great Wall back then, and fell silent.

At the dinner table, Ji Ge and Wen Zhili listened to the old man's ardent expectations for this little son, saying that they would find him a family affair in a few years, and then let him quit his job, retire from the town, give birth to a big fat boy, cultivate the land at home, teach his wife and children, be a stable farmer, and live a plain life.

In this way, he also has the face to go down to see his wife and the ancestors of the Meng family.

Ji Ge and Wen Zhili listened like this, and did not interject.

Naturally, there was no old man, and his son did not serve as an errand in the town at this time, and chose to go to the Great Wall that could not be filled in no matter how many people died.

Maybe one day it will be another bleak situation where the white-haired people send the black-haired people to the black-haired people and finally have no one to support them for their old age.

"Daddy. At the mention of his life's events, the face of this man who had gone deep into the burly and might have killed the Wu clan on the Great Wall without blinking an eye was a little ashamed.

Meng Laole said hehehe: "What, it's not an unsightly thing, as the saying goes, a man should marry a woman, don't you say, Wen girl"

"Ahh Wen Zhili, who was suddenly shouted by Meng Lao, was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the old man who was smiling.

"The food is still to your taste," the old man asked, looking at the two talented juniors.

"Hmm. Wen Zhili held the dishes and chopsticks and nodded.

"Back then, the old man, I snatched Wan Hu's mother with this cooking skill. The old man seemed to recall the old past, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You may not know that Wan Hu and his mother were famous for her virtuous and beautiful in these ten miles and eight towns, and I don't know how many young and strong guys fell under her pomegranate skirt. ”

"But after eating one of my meals, he decided to follow me with all his heart. The old man stroked his beard, took a sip of wine and swallowed the food in his mouth, and said with a smile.

"Otherwise, you have the ability to do it.

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Ji Ge took a chopstick dish and said with a smile.

"Girl, is there anyone in your heart?" asked Meng Lao with a smile.

"There you have it. Without waiting for Wen Zhili to speak, Ji Ge replied for her.

"Oh~" Meng Lao took a sip of the wine cup, "I don't know which family's descendants are so lucky, how much blessing it takes to cultivate in the previous life to marry you Wen Yatou." ”

Rao is Wen Zhili, who has lived for thousands of years, was mentioned by Meng Lao, and there were two more halos on his face.

Wen Zhili only cared about eating with his head down.

"But it's not, if you don't look good, if you don't have the ability, why marry my cousin. Ji Ge put down the dishes and chopsticks, added oil and vinegar and said indignantly.

As a result, he was crushed by Wen Zhili under the dinner table, and Wen Zhili said coldly: "Eat." ”

"Girl, your cousin is also facing you. Meng Lao was old but his eyes were not dazzling, so he naturally saw the small actions of these two people in private, so he persuaded him.

"You can't believe this man's rhetoric, as the old saying goes, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, girl, you have to polish your eyes a little. ”

"Daddy, eat. Meng Wanhu put a chopstick dish in Meng Lao's bowl and said.

"Gotta gotcha, don't talk about it. Meng Lao said with a smile.

"Don't worry, no, he said that he would go to my house to propose marriage when I went back. Wen Zhili looked at the old man who was already slightly drunk and said softly.

"That's a good idea. The old man took a bite of the food, still smiling and groaning.

"So you two brothers and sisters have to survive in the Great Wall, it's not easy to survive. The old man's smiling face suddenly wrinkled like the old skin of a dead old tree, and tears were pouring down his eyes.

"You say that you are at a good age, why did the elders of your family let you come to this broken Great Wall of Raushzi, what are you doing here!" the old man's hoarse voice was a little higher, and his wrinkled hands slapped on the dining table, and he said with a desolate face.

"Dad, you've drunk too much. Meng Wanhu first nodded to Ji Ge and Wen Zhili and apologized, and then supported the old man's body and said in a low voice.

Meng Lao wiped away his tears, looked at the two descendants in front of him who were about to fall into that city, and said with emotion: "I don't know how long this war has lasted, it seems that it has been more than a thousand years. ”

Wen Zhili nodded and put down the dishes and chopsticks.

"We ordinary people don't know why there is this war, and we don't know how many people have died in the past thousand years, anyway, most of the people buried in the cemetery on the back mountain are nameless people, and you don't leave a surname until you die, so where can future generations go to give you incense and burn some paper money."

Ji Ge put down the dishes and chopsticks with a complicated expression and listened to the old man's chatter.

"I think there have been no fewer dead people in the past thousand years, why haven't they fought enough, don't they treat their clansmen as human beings?"

"We've had enough. The old man's face was full of tears, and the wrinkles on his face were full of vicissitudes of life and pathos.

"Father. Meng Wanhu helped the old man to stand up.

The old man probably really drank too much, and his body trembled a little as he got up from his seat, and said in a low voice: "You two are still young, you must live well, but you can't throw your life on that battlefield." ”

Then he was helped back to his room by Meng Wanhu to rest.

Ji Ge watched the old and the young leave, and pursed his lips.

Waited until Meng Wanhu came out of the room, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, returned the tables and chairs to their places, and filled the water in the courtyard tank before quietly closing the courtyard door, and finally took a look at the house where he had lived since childhood.

Then he took Ji Ge and Wen Zhili to set foot on the road leading to the town of the soldiers.

In the simple house, only the old man on the bed in the room whispered, and the old tears wet the pillow towel, "Wife, my youngest son has grown up, and now he doesn't listen to me, what should you do if you call me." ”

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