After walking a few steps, the black horse suddenly stopped; its path was blocked.
Ahead, the old woman, leaning on her cane, walked towards it, tapping the ground as she went.
With a "thud," Zhu Ba finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell off his horse.
He groaned softly, blood gushing out continuously. Zhu Ba struggled to turn his head to look ahead.
Upon seeing this, his eyes, which were gradually darkening, suddenly narrowed.
The old woman who walked over had a weathered face covered with wrinkles, a head full of white hair, and eyes that were completely white and blind.
But he never forgot that face.
That was his mother, Sun Xiuying, from Sunjiakou, Jun'an County!
Zhu Ba turned around and crawled toward her, tears mixed with blood streaming down his face. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't; his body was getting cold.
He could only shout it in his heart.
"Mother! I've only been gone for eight years, why... why are you blind, hunched over, and have grown so old?"
"So Mom moved here. My house is right up ahead, it's so close! This is my home..."
The old woman tapped her cane as she approached.
A faint smile appeared on Zhu Ba's pale face, but it quickly vanished.
He didn't feel much pain, but he felt his breathing becoming increasingly difficult, and his vision gradually blurred. He could no longer see his mother, whom he longed for day and night.
Zhu Ba collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted, already knowing in his heart that he was about to die.
He tucked his nostrils in, opened his mouth, and began to inhale air with his last bit of strength.
"hiss--"
Large gulps of fresh air rushed in through his nose and mouth into his throat, then into his ruptured lungs. His heart, which had been beating slower and slower, began to pump blood faster, and wisps of strength returned to his body.
My vision is no longer blurry, and my hands have regained their strength.
Zhu Ba braced himself on the ground with both hands, struggling to raise his head, looking at the old woman who was still a few steps away, blood and tears streaming down his face.
He cleared his throat, using the last of his strength to shout.
"Mom! I'm home!"
This shout was extremely loud, the loudest Zhu Ba had ever uttered in his life, exhausting all his strength and using up his last bit of life force.
With a "bang".
Zhu Ba, a peaceful smile on his face, collapsed to the ground.
The old woman's cane stopped abruptly, and she uttered a hoarse voice: "Dog?"
A man who bore a resemblance to Zhu Ba rushed over, shouting, "Mother! Why are you out here! There's a fight going on here, it's dangerous!"
The old woman raised her head. "I just...I just heard the dog's voice. Is it him coming back?"
Gou'er was Zhu Ba's nickname.
The middle-aged man pulled his mother away, but his gaze inadvertently swept across Zhu Ba's face, and he froze.
Immediately afterwards, he walked quickly to Zhu Ba's side, reached out to check his breath, and then suddenly pulled his hand back. At that moment, his breath almost stopped.
His mouth was open, his eyes were starting to redden, and his body was trembling.
The old woman was still asking, "Son, is that your brother back? I just heard his voice."
The man took a few deep breaths, but couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his face. He walked to his mother's side and shouted into her ear:
"Mother! My brother hasn't come back!"
"He teaches at a foreign language school! He can't get away! He's very busy!"
The old woman's face showed disappointment. She turned around, leaned on her cane, and started walking home, muttering to herself:
"It's been eight years already, are you really that busy... are you really that busy..."
"Can't you come home more often...?"
Behind her, the middle-aged man threw himself on Zhu Ba, wailing uncontrollably....
——
On this day, a fierce battle took place in this nameless place, and no one survived.
Zhu Ba, an unknown nobody, was eleven days after missing the reunion day on the day of Lidong (the beginning of winter).
He returned to his long-lost home in the evening of November 19th.
——
Similarly, on the same day, Qin Ze received a second letter. This letter came from the capital and also had a plum blossom mark on it, indicating that it was delivered by express courier.
At this point, the army was only three days away from leaving Beiliang.
Qin Ze's points have also reached—
Seventy million.
........
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P.S.: Yesterday someone said they envied the cold weather and wanted to see snow.
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It's freezing! It's incredibly cold! Even going to the bathroom requires a lot of courage! (?_?)
Turns out, covering myself with a blanket doesn't work anymore. I woke up in the middle of the night last night from the cold and had to run to find an electric blanket to fall back asleep. I'm so upset, waaaaaah!
Goodnight (?′?`?)
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