The General Is As Urgent As Law

Jia Er was finally buried in the dense forest when they set up an ambush. Wei Lin and Zhao Zhinan dug the hole with their own hands and filled it with soil.Jia Da has been chanting some incomplete sentences in a delirious way, anyway, he can't understand what he is talking about, Jia Da didn't want to tell others, but seemed to be facing the late Jia Er, there are still many A lot of unfinished words.

But where is the end?

Everyone didn't dare to talk too much, but silently let Jia Er die in peace.

Just a dirt bag, Wei Lin doesn't feel like a grave.No matter what happens to someone's grave, there will be a monument with the name engraved on it, as well as the name of the person who erected the monument.He didn't know what was said in it, maybe it was like enclosing land, and he had to write his name before admitting that the land belonged to this person.After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to make a sign so that Jia Er could sleep peacefully and not let lonely ghosts bully him.

Jia Da sat in front of the soil bag, talking softly all the time, Zhao Zhinan finished filling the soil bag, and knelt down in front of the soil bag in a dignified manner, intending to pay respects to Jia Er and express his grief.He was about to worship, when Wei Lin suddenly reached out to stop him: "Wait a minute, wait a moment, you can't just do obeisance like this."

Zhao Zhinan was puzzled and said, "I can't buy incense here..."

"That's not what I mean, let's set up a monument for Jia Er." Wei Lin explained, "We can't fix the stone one, let's just use the wood one. You go to cut down the tree, and I'll smooth it out for you. Lettering."

Jiang Ye was a little suspicious about this: "Why did I engrave characters?"

Wei Lin lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "It should be written by relatives, but look at Jia Da's appearance, whether the handwriting is good or not is another matter, and he must not be able to do the work."

Jiang Yeben stood aside, and when he heard that he looked down at Jia Da, he seemed to have lost his soul, and he would definitely be unable to do what he was asked to do now, and what Wei Lin said made sense.But Jiang had never done a funeral before, so he didn't know what to do, so he asked, "Which one of you has done a funeral before? Either follow the rules, lest we mess around and it won't be good for the dead."

Wei Lin shook his head: "I've been there to beg for food at the funeral person's house..."

"You can really do it." Jiang Ye gave him a disgusted look, and then looked at Zhao Zhinan expectantly, "What about you?"

Zhao Zhinan also shook his head: "My neighbor's house did it before. My parents are all there. My grandparents have gone long ago. I don't know..."

Jiang was also a little helpless, and sighed, but Zhao Zhinan said again: "But that's probably what happened, wearing hemp and filial piety, putting incense sticks or something."

"Wearing hemp and filial piety must be Jia Dalai, but there is no condition now." Wei Lin frowned and said, "Let's do this first, let's cut a tree, and you can stay here with Jia Da."

"Okay." Jiang nodded in agreement.

Wei Lin and the two moved very quickly. Within half an hour, they really produced a flat piece of wood and handed it over to Jiang Ye.When Wei Lin gave it to him, he added a sentence: "The writing is cultural."

"Oh, good." Jiang also lowered his head, took the wood, found a tree at random, and sat down against it. Wei Lin also kindly gave him a dagger, so as not to be inconvenient with a long knife.

It took a lot of time to engrave the lettering, and it took Jiang a full hour to finish it.

He shook off the sawdust left by the engraving on the wooden sign, and looked up, Jia Da was still sitting on the ground, Zhao Zhinan and Wei Lin were a little farther away, and the two of them squatted on the ground without talking, looking like They are each thinking about their own affairs.

Jiang also stood up, and only then realized that his hands were sore. He took the wooden sign and walked to Wei Lin lightly, and handed it to Wei Lin: "Here, it's done."

Wei Lin came back to his senses, took the wooden sign and looked at it in his hand.

There are four simple words engraved on the wooden sign: "Jia Erzhi's Tomb". That word is also carved in a rough and unattractive manner.He looked at it carefully with some disgust, and Chong Jiang also whispered: "You are too ugly at this moment..."

"You do what you want." Jiang also looked calm, anyway, no matter how picky Wei Lin was, he would not re-engrav it.Besides, good-looking handwriting is completely different from good engraving. He can write, but he never said that he can engrave.

Wei Lin had no choice but to make a new one, and he might not make it better than this one.He had no choice but to get up with the wooden sign and walk to the small earthen bag where Jia Er was buried.Zhao Zhinan followed, and took the lead in digging a small hole in front of the soil bag. Wei Lin put the sign in and filled it with soil.

Jia Er's grave is also finished.

Wei Lin walked beside Jia Da and patted him on the shoulder lightly, but couldn't say a word of comfort.

Zhao Zhinan, on the other hand, knelt down in front of Jia Er's grave quite naturally.

"Brother, go all the way!" He said, clasped his fists in both hands, and bowed to the wooden sign.Wei Lin looked at him, walked over, imitated Zhao Zhinan, and said, "Brother Wei will take good care of you in the future."

Although Jiang Ye thought it was weird to hold his hands together, but in this situation, everything should be kept simple, as long as he wants to.He also knelt down beside him: "Rest in peace..."

This is weak to say, and perfunctory to listen to.

But Jiang also had thousands of words in his mind for a moment, and no matter how he chose to choose, he felt that it was not good. In the end, thousands of words came to his lips and turned into these simple four words.

Perhaps these words were not addressed to Jia Er alone.

Whether it was before or this time, too many people died on the battlefield.like once with

Lin Yun, who they had lived with for a while, also disappeared after the Battle of Hanzhou, probably dead.The people I met on the road of joining the army, whether they were enemies or friends, could not say that they would die any day, and they might not even be able to be buried in the ground. They could only be cremated in mass graves. Their relatives were far away in other places. Who could say "rest in peace" at that time?

I don't know whether this worship is to appease the souls of the dead under the knife, or to appease the living heart.

After a while, Jia Da, who seemed to be overwhelmed with grief and lost his mind, suddenly said: "Go back to the camp first, I will definitely be back before dark."

Zhao Zhinan was straight-hearted, and immediately said: "I don't worry about you being here alone."

"Yes, the deceased is gone, don't torture yourself." Jiang also comforted.

Wei Lin didn't speak, Jia Da shook his head and said again: "Go back first, I'll be alone for a while."

Zhao Zhinan wanted to say something else, but Jiang Ye looked at Wei Lin——Jia Da always listened to Wei Lin very much, and at this moment, Jia Da alone was watching here.

But Wei Lin said: "Let's go, let him stay alone." "But..." Jiang also wanted to say something, Wei Lin took his hand and dragged him back.Jiang also didn't pay attention for a while, and he was dragged away by Wei Lin.Seeing this, Zhao Zhinan shook his head and sighed, patted Jia Da on the shoulder again, and followed suit.

After walking a little distance, Jiang Ye began to struggle, trying to shake off Wei Lin's hand while saying, "What are you doing? What if you left him there alone and something happened?"

"Hush!" Wei Lin slowed down, and Zhao Zhinan followed the two of them. Wei Lin looked at the two of them, then at Jia Da's back, and explained in a low voice: "He wants to be alone, so let him be alone." He stays alone, don’t worry, we just quietly hide aside and accompany him, they are all men, he is too embarrassed to cry when we are there.”

"He won't cry." Jiang Ye said, "He hasn't cried since he woke up."

Wei Lin pulled Jiang Ye and Zhao Zhinan, and the three sat down behind a big tree in the dense forest.As soon as they sat down, the three of them heard Jia Da's heart-piercing cry from over there.

"It's my fault, I'm not qualified to be your big brother..." Jiang could vaguely hear a few words, Jia Da crying out.

It turned out that as Wei Lin said, Jia Da didn't dare to cry when they were nearby.

He asked in a low voice: "Everyone is dead, why are you embarrassed to cry?"

Wei Lin shook his head, his tone was a little depressed, and he explained to Jiang: "If he cried just now, you must comfort him."

"nature."

"But what if he doesn't want to be comforted?" Wei Lin asked back.

Jiang also looked at him, waiting for the next sentence.

"Human beings are alive, there are joys and sorrows, and they cannot be avoided. Sometimes, it's good to let out the emotions, but if others comfort them, isn't it like forcing them to take in the emotions?" Wei Lin said , "As a friend, I always hope that he will be well. But if this kind of thing can't be realized, it's just a matter of opening your mouth. But if he can realize it, if he doesn't realize it, it's his fault. So, You comforted Jia Da and told him not to cry. If he wanted to cry anyway, it wasn’t his fault? But he was not wrong. Who doesn’t want to cry when a good brother is dead.”

"That's not the reason," Jiang Ye retorted, "Even if I comfort him, he still cries, and I won't blame him."

"But he regards you as a brother, so naturally he doesn't want you to worry."

Zhao Zhinan heard this from the side, nodded and said: "I think Brother Wei is quite right. Sometimes it is like this. If you don't listen to the comfort when others comfort you, you will always feel sorry for others, and it will be even more uncomfortable."

"..."

Jiang couldn't help reflecting.He didn't agree with this reasoning, but he couldn't fault it, thinking that if he was suffering, it would be a heart-warming thing for someone to comfort him.

Wei Lin reckoned that he still didn't understand, and said: "If I die, you will feel uncomfortable and want to cry, but Jiang Mian comforts you and tells you not to cry. When you cry, Jiang Mian feels uncomfortable watching you cry. Look at him If you feel uncomfortable, you feel even more uncomfortable, do you feel that you can't cry anymore?"

Jiang Ye didn't understand a single word, but he understood "want to cry" and missed the point: "I won't cry even if you die."

"Okay, okay, don't cry if you don't cry, Brother Surface."

Jia Da's heart-piercing crying lasted for quite a while before it gradually died down.

None of the three spoke, and the atmosphere was very heavy.Wei Lin looked up at the sky, saw the orange sunset in the sky, and guessed in his heart that it would be dark in a while.

Jia Er's death was reasonable, but unexpected.Everyone knows that there is a possibility of death in a war, but everyone avoids thinking about what to do if the brother around him dies.But it’s not that if you don’t think about it, it won’t happen, so after it happened, you were still caught off guard.

"People, strength is for others to see. If others can't see it, there is no need to be strong." Wei Lin sighed.

Jiang Ye was actually very sad in his heart, but not to the point of crying.He looked at Jia Da's back and twitched from time to time, knowing that he was silent now because he was tired from crying.

He kept looking at Jia Da, but suddenly Jia Da stood up, bowed deeply towards Jia Er's simple grave, then turned and walked towards them.

"Jia Da is here!" Jiang Ye said hastily.

Wei Lin and Zhao Zhinan got up quickly, and the three of them withdrew quickly.