I am the general

The torrential rain gradually became smaller, pattering like spring rain, and there seemed to be a glimmer of hope from the original depression and heaviness.

Suddenly, in the silence, the cry of a child sounded, from childhood to adulthood, and then to howling.

Everyone was shocked, and whoever shouted: "There are still people alive!"

Jiang Yinge stood up, and everyone stood up at this moment, Jiang Yinge rushed out when he heard the voice: "Quickly find, quickly find that child!"

Everyone felt crazy at this moment. It was a feeling of seeing hope in despair, as if there was a life out of desperation.

"Found it!" When Deputy General Cheng turned over a female corpse, he found the child in the arms of the female corpse. It happened that Jiang Yinge was next to Deputy General Cheng, and immediately ran over.

The child was covered in blood, but was tightly hugged by her mother. Her mother was pierced from behind, but the child was safe and sound, just staring at a pair of big terrified eyes and trembling.

"Mother... Mother..." The terrified child curled up and called his mother. The child was only two or three years old, and his body was thin and thin because of poverty. He held on to his mother's clothes tightly, Crying and calling.

Deputy General Cheng's eyes were wet, and he wanted to reach out to hug the child, but the child resisted very much and screamed, "No!"

All the people around had wet eyes.

"Mother, Bao'er is so scared, mother..." The child who called himself Bao'er was still not very clear, but he was supposed to be innocent at this age, but he was faced with such a bloody scene, and he didn't know that he had grown up. Can these cruel pasts be forgotten.

No one wanted him to remember it later.

Jiang Yinge bent down and tried to pick up the child. The child broke free from Jiang Yinge's hand and shrank into his mother's arms. Jiang Yinge couldn't help saying softly: "Son, don't be afraid, I'm a good person... ..."

It may be that Jiang Yinge's voice is too gentle, and it may be that Jiang Yinge, who is disguised as a woman among a group of big men, is the most like his mother, so after hearing Jiang Yinge's voice, the child's crying slowed down, and his frightened eyes Liao's big eyes looked at Jiang Yinge hesitantly.

The soldiers couldn't help sighing in their hearts, as expected of General Jiang, he can deal with children.

Jiang Yinge's heart was soft, he slowly stretched out his hand, and said cautiously: "Come, let me hold you."

The child's fear seemed to be reduced a bit, although he was struggling, but he was not hindered from being hugged, so Jiang Yinge picked him up, the child looked at Jiang Yinge, then at his mother, and cried out in a sad voice: " Mother..."

"It's okay, it's okay..." Jiang Yinge patted the child's back lightly, again and again, those callused hands seemed to have a kind of magical power, her voice was gentle, even with some coaxing murmurs .

The terrified and helpless child slowly fell into a deep sleep in Jiang Yinge's arms, so he couldn't make a sound and watched the scene quietly.

This child must be the darling of the heavens, that's why he was allowed to survive and brought everyone the last sliver of luck and hope.

"Let's go, let's go back." Jiang Yinge's voice was low and gentle, and everyone nodded silently, not wanting to make any noise to wake up the sleeping child.

The child slept very lightly, and he was about to wake up just as Jiang Yinge put him down on the bed. He held onto Jiang Yinge's hand tightly, didn't open his eyes, but frowned firmly.

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving... Be good... go to sleep..." Jiang Yinge's voice was deep, and it seemed that there was some uncontrollable sadness.

She remembered that when she was a child, she held her mother's hand like this, and her mother coaxed herself with such a gentle tone, but in her eyes, what she thought of was never Ge'er, but Qu'er.

Memories are always heavy, and then with a touch of sweetness and happiness.

Jiang Yinge was lying on the side of the bed, her left hand was tightly held by the child, she didn't try to struggle, but fell asleep on the side of the bed.

She was tired, really tired.

When Jiang Yuliu came over, he saw this scene, he frowned slightly, and the figure of the person lying beside the bed became thinner, he sighed in his heart, and gently closed the door.

It was already late at night when the two of them woke up. The cry of the child woke up Jiang Yinge. Jiang Yinge was soaked to the skin. Slowly, he hugged the child who was crying in his sleep.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here." Jiang Yinge didn't know the difference between having her and not having her, she just thought it would make people feel safe, the child's bony body even It hurt Jiang Yinge, and she couldn't help but move more gently.

When the child woke up, his big eyes in the darkness reminded Jiang Yinge of Wu Xianliang's childhood—they were so bright and terrified.

Jiang Yinge couldn't help but think of Wu Xianliang, and he didn't know if she was awake now, and if he wasn't by her side, could she feel it?

The child looked at Jiang Yinge, and called out submissively and tentatively: "Mother, mother, hug..."

How could Jiang Yinge refuse his longing eyes?But holding him in his arms, Jiang Yinge couldn't laugh or cry in his heart: "I'm not your mother."

When the child heard it, he burst into tears: "Mother...Mother, don't you want me..."

Seeing that he was crying, Jiang Yinge quickly coaxed him, "Don't cry, don't cry, good boy..."

After coaxing the child to sleep, she came out exhausted, feeling powerless and dizzy, she rubbed her head tiredly, it happened that the sleepless Jiang Yuliu passed by late at night, after the heavy rain, the moonlight came out, faintly Under the moonlight, Jiang Yinge's face flushed sickly.

Jiang Yuliu saw that Jiang Yinge's state was not right, so he stopped and asked, "Do you feel unwell?"

Jiang Yinge shook his head slowly: "It's okay, maybe I haven't had a good rest."

Jiang Yuliu didn't quite believe his words, looked him up and down, only to find that he didn't change his clothes today. , His brows dyed for a while: "My king sees that you seem to have caught a cold, let the doctor come and take a look at you."

Yuan Qingliu did not come to Fengzhou with the army, and the other doctors were obviously men, Jiang Yinge flatly refused: "No need, I'll just take a shower and sleep."

Jiang Yuliu frowned and didn't think much about it.

However, the next day, Jiang Yinge still caught the wind and cold. She hadn't had a good rest before, and she was caught in a heavy rain and slept with wet clothes. Fortunately, Yuan Qingliu, who already knew the war was over, had returned from Liangu After rushing over, she knew something was wrong when she saw Jiang Yinge, so she quickly pulled her aside to check her pulse.

Jiang Yinge was in a daze when he suddenly heard a child crying outside.

"Mother! Mother!"

The child was crying terribly, and a large group of men could be heard faintly coaxing, but the more the child cried, the more sad it became.

Yuan Qingliu was very surprised: "How can there be children here?"

Jiang Yinge knew that this was the child rescued from the battlefield yesterday, so he quickly stood up and walked out.

Yuan Qingliu was worried, and followed, but as soon as he got out of the door, he saw the child approaching Jiang Yinge, yelling, "Mother! Mother!"

The child hugged Jiang Yinge's legs, buried his face in her legs, and cried loudly.

Everyone's expressions were very strange, and they couldn't help but twitch their mouths. Even Yuan Qingliu couldn't help but look shocked.

Jiang Yinge also couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, her heart could not help crying and laughing even more intensely, but she couldn't blame the child, she could only comfort the child softly: "Hey, I'm not your mother."

The outspoken Deputy General Cheng burst out laughing: "Haha, even if it's General Jiang's child, he should be called Dad!"

As soon as Deputy General Cheng's words came out, the other generals couldn't help laughing, and Fen Ran, who was familiar with Jiang Yinge, even said, "General Jiang, this kid is quite good, or you can take him in as your godson." Bar!"

"Then continue to call General Jiang your mother?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The whole room roared with laughter, and even Jiang Yuliu, who had always been cold, couldn't help but bend his lips.

The depressed and depressed mood that has been depressed for a long time was relieved. Even Jiang Yinge, who was teased, couldn't help laughing.

No wonder this child would call him mother instead of father, this face is really too overwhelming.

But only Yuan Qingliu knew that apart from the child calling people indiscriminately, he had seen the essence of Jiang Yinge clearly.

Jiang Yinge doesn't care much about what other people think, after all, few people dare to think about such things as a man disguised as a woman, especially now that Jiang Yinge's relationship with Wu Xianliang has become clear, and no one thinks much about it .

"Are you still laughing here? Be careful to frighten this child." Jiang Yinge gave everyone a look pretending to be angry, but there was no femininity in this look, and the doubts in everyone's hearts dissipated all of a sudden.

"Okay, okay, then let's break up, General Jiang, one last question, the child called your mother, what about little General Wu?"

"Hahahahaha..."

Now everyone laughed even harder, and they walked out with their shoulders crossed and their backs laughing.

Jiang Yinge laughed and scolded behind his back: "You guys have rebelled!"

After everyone had gone out, Jiang Yinge picked up the child and said softly, "Son, promise me one thing, don't call me mother in the future, okay?"

The child looked at her aggrievedly, and was about to cry again.

Jiang Yinge saw it, and hurriedly said: "Don't cry, don't cry, you are already a little adult, you can't cry all the time, you know?"

The child managed to hold back the tears, tears were rolling in his big eyes, Yuan Qingliu's heart felt weak when he saw it, and he wanted to hug her, but the child ruthlessly refused.

Yuan Qingliu could only laugh and said: "It seems that this child really recognizes you, but where did this child come from? Where are his parents?"

"His relatives are dead, I picked him up from the dead..." Jiang Yinge rubbed the child's hair: "After two days, send the child away."

Yuan Qingliu also had no objection: "You put him down, pay more attention to rest, you have a cold, I will go and make medicine for you."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Jiang Yinge sat down with the child in his arms. The sun was shining outside the window, and everything began to develop in a positive direction.

If Wu Xianliang can wake up, then there will be no more regrets.

Jiang Yinge patted the child's head and said softly, "Son, do you know that everything is coming to an end, your life and mine will all start over again."

As long as Wu Xianliang wakes up.