There is a child who was born dishonest, does not sleep well, and does not eat well.

He didn't eat, he didn't grow up, he didn't sleep, he didn't grow tall, his mother did everything possible to coax him to eat and feed him every day, and his father hugged him every night to sleep, hugged, swayed, and shaken, because he loved him, because he was still young.

He is very naughty, he just learns to walk and runs around, he is not afraid of heaven and earth.

Finally, when he was one and a half years old, he kicked the donkey in the back of the head.

A black donkey.

Well, well, why don't you kick him to death, it's a hundred!

He had long forgotten his father, the warm and thick embrace in the cold night, the soft singing of the buzzing chest, the meticulous care, the kind and loving smile.

He thought he was a miserable man, and all the people in the world were sorry for him.

If he doesn't raise children and doesn't know the kindness of his parents, how can he know this truth.

Everyone has everyone's suffering, and there is nowhere to talk about the unspeakable suffering, how can he understand these truths.

Ahem, ahem.

There is an old man who has been guarding Liangzhou City for ten years.

He is a general, his ancestors are generals, and he was born to be a general.

He transformed the city of Liangzhou into a stone city, with no trees, no grass, no fields, livestock, no women and children.

There are only fathers and sons, and brothers.

He is a pivotal figure, no need to raise hands or feet, he is the pillar of the Longjing Dynasty, and he is the father of tens of millions of people.

He had only one wife and only one son, both of whom died.

But he didn't think it was bitter.

Just crying, laughing in front of people, crying behind people, crying about the two spirit cards, one big and one small, crying about the innate spell that has been born for thousands of years.

This is retribution!

Mountains of bones, rivers of blood, and too many people have been killed, for which he blames himself deeply.

He no longer has any relatives, so he should cut off his children and grandchildren, so it's okay.

But life is like this, he didn't want to marry a wife, but he met Xiaowan, he didn't have a son, but he still had Fang'er, he sat in prison day and night, thinking about crying, coughing blood, and his head was white, but he only heard that bad news, he was all in despair, and he stayed in Liangzhou, and he was determined to die old, but he got a big surprise-

There are some things that the master doesn't say, Sanhua doesn't say, it's better for him to say it himself.

Ahem, ahem!

It doesn't matter, it's tuberculosis, and I just coughed up a little blood.

But when it fell on the sleeve, the purple red reflected the dark red, which was so shocking: "Daddy!" Su Juanxue Hibiscus, skillfully handy, is just right to use here: "Daddy!" finally called out, one screamed twice, some laughed and cried, some cried and laughed, so that the old father and child in Liangzhou City finally met: "There is a painting, it is in the old house in the capital, and the painting is your mother-" General Fang took the white silk, looked at it and smiled: "Fang'er, you and your mother's appearance are seven points similar!"

The father has three points, and the mother has seven points, which is ten points: "Hehe, hehe." ”

I had to scratch my head, hehe smirked, Yu Lei's heart knot opened, and it was endless and real relaxation and pleasure! Look at the wrinkles are deep like carvings, each one is so kind, look at the white hair is really like frost and snow, every one is so warm, yes, he is Fang Yin's father, father! From then on, Fang Yin is no longer lonely, the wandering duckweed settles and the lonely boat finally lands, he is close at hand, he is really standing there, he is a mountain!

He was also old, which made Fang Yin feel a little distressed, it was very windy and cold here.

A lone goose flew in the sky, and its momentum was also slow and its song was also mourning, it flew very high, very high, and it was alone without worry. It is also an old goose, old and unaccompanied, how sad! It flies to the southeast, crossing the python river that flows slowly and long and straight like running through the heavens and the earth, the sound is still curling, and the wings and feathers are clear. It may want to return to its home in the south and find that eternal warmth, but why did it come to the northwest to appreciate the lonely cold and bleakness.

Through the iron-blooded battlefield, sing the story of time: "Bend the bow to shoot the wolf, the clouds are light and the wilderness is vast, the lonely Hong is singing, and the old clumsy sideburns are stacked with frost." ”

It's the sideburns, like a pile of snow, the withered frost on the mighty rocks.

"Fang'er, I'm old. He coughed twice, and his throat was a little hoarse: "The old man is clumsy, riddled with illness, and he doesn't have a few days to live!"

"Not old, not old! When the pride rises to the sky, the hero's sideburns fly frost!"

But I can't say it, my heart is sour, he is the year of the sixtieth year, he is old, and his heart is also old: "Fang'er, you have to know how to be grateful, the grace of childbirth, the grace of parenting, the grace of brothers, the kindness of friends, Daddy can't help you-"

It's been a long dream, it's time to wake up.

En, yes! Originally, no one couldn't stand Fang Yin, thinking about it, thinking about it, one person after another.

It was in the afternoon, and into the evening, that father and son talked a lot.

Most of the time it was General Fang who was talking, and Fang Yin was listening.

This is the battlefield, and many things are beyond Fang Yin's imagination, such as besieging Liangzhou with 300,000 troops and 200,000 not coming, and Xiliang Kingdom sending 500,000 troops this time, not 1 million. This is the battlefield, different from the past, here are people who will die and many people will die, at this time this is the focus of the attention of thousands of people in the world, it can be said that the most important thing, the earth-shattering war is about to break out, and the calm and calm look is just a façade.

Fang Yin understood, Fang Yin should come.

This is Uncle Kong's arrangement, and here is a forging furnace, and the old master wants to make him into a good piece of steel.

The horizon is finally magnificent, and it is like blood and sun, but Daddy said that it is not like that.

He said, your grandfather named me, a solution to the word, the solution of the dismantling of the armor and returning to the field, you have to think about it.

He said, "You should understand."

He said, "I didn't want you to come, but your Uncle Kong said that I want you to see the world."

He said, I can't say anything about you, Uncle Kong, whether it's right or wrong.

Speaking of the old master, the old master came, in fact, the old master is not very old: "General Fang, you are talking bad about me again!"

"Brother Fang Yin! Brother Fang Yin!" Of course, there was Wu Chan, carrying the big bamboo stick: "It's time to eat! Second brother-in-law called you!"

The second brother-in-law is Chen Ping, the young general who took the lead in making trouble just now.

Of course, he can't be a peony, the peony is radiant and heroic: "Fang Bad Shui'er, you rascal!"

That's the case, people are hooligans, horses are also hooligans, Qingyun is showing himself to rouge, just like Daoist Fang is to Fairy Lin.

"Daddy, look, this is Wu Chan!" Fang Yin patted Wu Chan on the shoulder and said proudly: "My brother!

Brother, it's good, not one, it's tens of thousands!

Old General Fang only had one son, Fang Yin, but he gave Fang Yin thousands of brothers: "Woo-woo-"

The trumpet, the trumpet, resounded throughout the world, and look at the present!