Chapter 28 Look, he is dead
. Yu Tingwan had her period at noon.
The pain in her lower abdomen became more and more obvious.
She curled up on the old wooden table, her black hair covering her delicate features.
After an unknown amount of time, she raised her eyes slightly, revealing a sweaty and bloodless face. She reached out for the small piece of brown sugar that was not even as big as her palm.
Yu Tingwan knew that menstruation was very painful and she should drink some brown sugar and egg soup.
She did not go out again that day.
The rain lasted for two days in a row, and the villagers of Linxi Village complained.
The mountain road was muddy and slippery, so Yu Tingwan would not take the risk to rush up the mountain.
After the sky cleared up, she went out of the house, found a half-worn broom in the corner, and swept the snow in the yard.
The two houses were close, and she heard the voice of Wei Shouzhong next door.
"Where did these dates come from?"
Hui Niang held the needle and thread in her hand, without raising her head: "I went to the river to wash clothes early in the morning and ran into Widow Shi. She gave it to me."
Widow Shi's son worked as an accountant in the county town, and their family conditions were among the best in Xilin Village.
She lost her husband at an early age, and life was difficult. It was not easy to raise her son. Now she is rich, but she is afraid of poverty, and she is still very stingy in her bones. Even if relatives come to ask for money, they will only be rejected.
Hui Niang: "She wanted me to help make some meat sauce. When the village head held a banquet at home, her son liked that. Afterwards, she asked many times, but she couldn't make that taste."
She smiled: "Widow Shi said she would give me eight cents, and I agreed."
This is the family's income.
There are only five dates, but they are big and round, and they look delicious. It should be bought by Widow Shi's son from the county town.
Hui Niang was mending clothes: "Master, wash the dates and send them to A Lang."
But Wei Shouzhong didn't listen to her. After washing them, he stuffed two into her arms, and then sent the rest to Wei Zhao who was dozing on the chair.
He looked at the handsome Wei Zhao, and a soft look flashed in his eyes: "Eat it. You have loved eating dates since you were a child, and you always go to the mountains."
But the wild dates in the mountains lacked water in those years. Not only were they small, but they were also sour. They were not as sweet and crisp as the ones given by Widow Shi.
Wei Zhao didn't even raise his eyelids, and his face was expressionless: "I don't like it."
Wei Shouzhong: "What do you like to eat now?" Wei
Zhao had no desire to live and didn't want to eat anything.
Wei Shouzhong: "What does A Lang eat in the military camp?"
Wei Zhao looked at him.
I thought I wouldn't hear his response, but Wei Zhao spoke.
His voice was flat, as if he was talking about someone else: "The people in the capital will send me some tribute during the New Year and festivals."
Wei Shouzhong:...
Why are you bragging again.
Wei Shouzhong did not expose him, but followed his words and asked: "I didn't realize that our Alang is so valued. The tributes are all eaten by the royal family."
Not knowing which word hurt him, Wei Zhao's face was gloomy: "They are just showing me some small favors to make me work hard."
Why does it sound like there is deep resentment and malice?
Wei Shouzhong sighed: "I have often inquired over the years. The outside world has a very high reputation for the Wei Family Army. It is said that the general treats his men well, guarantees that they can have enough food every meal, and often pays for you to eat meat."
What is the border?
The wind and sand are strong, and the life is hard.
How can the soldiers in other military camps get such treatment? Their responsibility is to protect the people, even if it means death.
But the Wei Family Army is different.
The young General Wei once said.
[This general does not have the rule of exchanging flesh and blood for peace and tranquility. The lives of the people are lives, and your lives are lives too! Your parents and brothers are waiting for you to go back, you must go to the battle alive and come back alive. 】
Wei Zhao said calmly: "The cooks often cook for me."
"As long as there is no war, the Wei army will go into the mountains to hunt every three months. The first hunter will be rewarded, and there will be a bonfire night at night."
When he spoke, Hui Niang stopped what she was doing.
The couple listened very carefully, as if they could get a glimpse of A Lang's life on the border from his words.
Wei Shouzhong: "What did A Lang hunt?"
Wei Zhao looked at him: "Tiger."
Wei Shouzhong was surprised: "Really?"
He A Lang is so powerful!
Wei Zhao: "I raised it."
Wei Shouzhong: ? ? ?
Wei Zhao: "If you catch a spy from an enemy country, give him a snack."
Wei Shouzhong: ...
Okay, I don't believe it.
Wei Shouzhong continued without exposing: "Where is the tiger?"
Wei Zhao lowered his eyes.
Wei Shouzhong understood, there was no reason to brag. He smiled and said: "When we knew that you were chosen by the Wei family army, your mother and I were really relieved."
He looked at the tall and strong Wei Zhao.
"Then General Wei is a good man."
Wei Zhao smiled.
But this smile was mocking.
"Really?"
Wei Zhao: "But good people don't live long."
He said coldly: "Look, he's dead."
"Who still remembers him?"
This sounded strange, but Wei Shouzhong didn't think much about it, just thinking that Alang mentioned that the general was sad.
"Who said that?"
Wei Shouzhong: "The dignitaries in the capital were all grief-stricken for this. The emperor even dismissed the morning court."
Wei Zhao said nothing.
I don't want to say that those who come to Beijing are the most hypocritical, wearing a false face.
Yu Tingwan didn't want to eavesdrop on the noise next door, but she could still hear it clearly.
She was sweeping the snow with great effort, trying to be free of distractions, but at this moment, Hui Niang's voice reached her ears.
"Dad, why are there fewer bowls in our house?"
Yu Tingwan froze:...
here with her.
Wei Shouzhong climbed onto the roof of the kitchen to renovate it: "You count again, he must have forgotten where he put it."
Hui Niang frowned: "How could I count wrong? There are a number of bowls and chopsticks at home, and three are missing."
She searched inside and out, but couldn't even find a shadow, which was really strange. It's impossible that there was a thief in the house.
Yu Tingwan didn't know whether there was a thief in the Wei family. But she saw a few bowls with the word Wei printed on them in the corner of the courtyard wall.
The snow was still flying, and the wall of the bowl was covered with snow as thick as a fingernail, and that small area was still covered with thick brown juice.
Yu Tingwan:? ? ?
Why did they all come to her yard?
Just as she was thinking about that, there was a movement above her head. Yu Tingwan looked up and saw something thrown from next door.
Finally
, it hit her side. It was a bitten date with teeth marks on it.
Yu Tingwan looked at the bowl and then at the dates, and she was so angry that she laughed.
Wei Zhao next door frowned and swallowed the dates in his mouth.
The dates were sweet, but they tasted like wax to him.
There were two more in his hand, but he didn't want to take them or eat them.
Wei Zhao threw the two cumbersome ones next door.
One fell on the snow, and the other hit Yu Tingwan's head.
The little girl covered her head and felt pain.
He treated her house as a scrapyard, didn't he?
She wanted to run next door to ask Wei Zhao why he was picking on her!
But after seeing what hit her, Yu Tingwan felt that she could bear it a little longer.
Yu Tingwan picked up the date and took a bite as if to vent her anger!
(End of this chapter)
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