At the dinner table, Li Changan looked absent-minded, and there was no bite to eat, if the food was not appetizing, it seemed a little unreasonable, fish-flavored shredded pork and mapo tofu were his favorites on weekdays.

Li Chun glanced at it, then pretended not to see it, and continued to chew the food in his mouth slowly.

For a long time, Li Changan seemed to be impatient, his eyes wandered, and the chopsticks in his hand kept poking in the rice bowl.

"Ahem!"

Li Chun coughed lightly and reprimanded: "It's really not the same." ”

As Li Chun's voice fell, Li Changan instantly became more disciplined, and the dissatisfaction on his little face dissipated a lot.

"Those stories made up by charlatans can also make you like this?" Li Chun said angrily.

"Not really. Li Changan lowered his head and replied.

"Isn't it? Then tell me, how many stories are true to the stories told by those storytellers?" Li Chun said, also put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and stared at Li Changan opposite with a solemn expression.

Li Changan wanted to say yes, but he knew that he couldn't say it, if he provoked the old man opposite and cut off his pocket money, I was afraid that he would never have the opportunity to listen to those blood-boiling stories of the rivers and lakes.

In this regard, Li Changan quickly made a decision in his heart and chose to comply.

It seems that Li Changan's trick is very useful, and after he chose to remain silent, Li Chun's attitude has improved a lot.

No, after clearing his throat, Li Chun spoke: "Since our little thirteen likes to listen to stories so much, then my uncle will tell you one." ”

When Li Changan heard this, he instantly became excited, raised his head suddenly, and stared at Li Chun with his eyes, his eyes full of expectation.

Li Chun got up, slowly walked to the window, put his hands behind his back to Li Changan, and looked into the distance in his gaze, which quietly appeared a little complicated.

Behind him, Li Changan looked forward to the beginning of the story with a happy face.

However, what was given to Li Changan was not the beginning of the story as promised, but a long wait.

Li Chun was like an old tree pestle in front of the window and was silent for a long time.

Li Changan was a little anxious about his uncle's behavior, but he didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only be anxious in his heart.

In this way, after about half an hour, Li Chun finally had a slight reaction, only to see him sigh softly, and then spoke: "Once upon a time, there was a general, and his child had reached the age of marriage, but this child did not learn and did all those things like stealing chickens and dogs since he was a child, so the general drew a line with him very early. ”

On that day, he sent a wedding card to the general. ”

That night, when the lights were dim, the small village unexpectedly received news that the bandits had robbed their relatives. ”

"In a state of terror, the night was spent. ”

The next day, the bandits did not attack, and the general did not come for a long time, and the glass of wine he had poured for his father remained untouched. He smiled, but two lines of tears crossed his cheek. ”

That night, ten miles outside the village, the general stood with a sword, and the man was the pass, and the mountains were full of corpses. ”

"My son tied the knot today, you want to rob your relatives, I am his father, I must protect him thoroughly, even if there are thousands of troops, don't want to extinguish a red candle. ”

After finishing speaking, Li Chun stopped talking, nor did he turn around, his eyes were still looking ahead, and there was no change in his face, as if he was just telling an ordinary story.

However, when a ray of light passed across his cheeks, he found that there were a little tears flickering in the pupils of those deep eyes.

At this moment, a small sobbing sound came from behind him.

Following the prestige, the person who made a sobbing sound was none other than Li Changan.

At this time, his delicate cheeks were full of tears, he didn't know why he was crying, he didn't know why he was at the moment when he heard the story, his heart was so painful, that kind of pain, it was silent, helpless, and powerless.

"Father..."

Li Changan, with a deep and hoarse voice, called out a name he had never called before.

His voice was very small, but even so, he was still heard by Li Chun, who was pestled in front of the window.

Li Chun's body trembled slightly, and he involuntarily turned around to look at it, Li Changan was already a tearful person at this time.

For a while, Li Chun's heart was indifferent, and his steps were even more involuntary, but he was instantly restrained.

"Father..."

Li Changan was still muttering quietly, and some unfamiliar but familiar pictures kept coming to his mind.

In the picture, he is a tall and mighty, and extremely handsome and dashing general, his seemingly majestic expression, but always exudes a trace of peace, which makes people can't help but want to get closer.

"Father..."

Li Changan wiped the tears from his face and continued to fantasize about his father's appearance.

For as long as he can remember, his uncle was the only one who accompanied him, and he had never seen his parents at all, and he didn't even know their names.

The reason why Li Changan is so sentimental is not because of how wonderful the story told by his uncle is, but... But when he was a child, he heard his uncle say that his father was a soldier and a very big general.

"Father, where are you? Why haven't you come back to see Thirteen for so many years, don't you want Thirteen?"

Li Changan whispered to himself, and as more and more pictures appeared in his mind, the stinging sensation became more and more intense.

Seeing Li Changan's painful expression, Li Chun finally stopped being stubborn and walked towards Li Changan.

"Thirteen..."

Li Chun lowered his voice and called, the voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

Li Changan raised his head, stared at the old man in front of him with his eyes, and his voice was already hoarse, "Uncle, why have you been reluctant to tell Thirteen, where is his father?"

"Uncle, you tell Thirteen, will you tell Thirteen?" Li Changan begged.

"I..." Li Chun wanted to speak, but finally swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Seeing that his uncle wanted to speak and stopped, Li Changan got up and staggered to Li Chun's side, kneeling on the ground with both knees, "Uncle, Thirteen please, you can tell Thirteen." ”

Li Changan's behavior was really surprising, Li Chun was at a loss in an instant, and he really didn't know how to respond.

Yes, it is true that he feels sorry for Li Changan, but he can't tell Li Changan the truth.

"Uncle, please..."

Li Changan's pleading never stopped.

Looking at the young man who was crying profusely, Li Chun couldn't help but sigh lightly when he was in pain.

"An'er, the reason why my uncle didn't tell you is for your own good..."

"For my good?" Li Changan interrupted Li Chun's speech, staring at his uncle with his eyes, he really couldn't believe it, he didn't want to tell him his father's whereabouts, it was for his good.

"If my uncle really doesn't want to tell Thirteen, Thirteen has grown up anyway, so it's a big deal for me to find it myself..."