Long live the general

Huo Yi shouted hoarsely: "Mom?"

Cong Yunmeng looked at him tenderly, and pulled him up: "What's wrong?"

Huo Yi didn't know what to say, his head seemed to have been hit hard with a hammer, and his back was covered in cold sweat in the winter.

"Come in, it's cold outside." Cong Yunmeng's gray hair hung down from his ears, and his tone was full of worry: "It's hard work in the Northern Army. I heard that Xihebian County is dry and cold. I don't know what happened to your brother..."

Why, his mother would think that he was still in the Northern Army, and Huo Xin was still in Xihebian County - eight years ago, his brother died under the cavalry of the Huns.

Huo Yi panicked for a while, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the butler, who shook his head at him with a complicated expression.Huo Yi suppressed the doubts in his heart, quickly went up to support Cong Yunmeng, and said, "Sister-in-law, she..."

When the elder brother died, the sister-in-law had just given birth to Huo Lingyue. After hearing the news, her heart collapsed, and with postpartum hemorrhage, she followed her husband.

"Yes, with your sister-in-law here, there is no need to worry about your brother." Cong Yunmeng looked at him with interest: "But you, do you have a sweetheart, when will you bring it back to see? We don't care about family background, as long as it is a good one girl……"

Huo Yina, I don't know what to say - it seems that his mother has her own logic and a memory that is completely different from reality.

Cong Yunmeng let him go: "Forget it, it's definitely not convenient to be in the army, but you're not young anymore, your father is already engaged to me at this time, you have to think about it carefully."

Huo Yi smiled wryly, he is not only old but not young, he is already in his thirties!

He accompanied Cong Yunmeng back to the room, comforted him with a warm voice for a long time, and then said: "Mother, you rest first, I will talk to Uncle Wang."

Uncle Wang is their housekeeper. He has been staying in Huo's house to take care of them. He has never left for many years.

Huo Yi pulled Uncle Wang to the corner, rubbed his brows, and asked, "Uncle Wang, what's wrong with my mother?"

"This matter is a long story." Uncle Wang knew that he would ask: "The old lady has been in love with the old Patriarch and his wife for many years. After the old Patriarch left, she almost died."

Huo Fengnian and Cong Yunmeng are in the same family, love and know each other, and have supported each other for more than 40 years.

"After hearing the sad news about the eldest young master, her other half of her life is about to die. The old lady washes her face with tears every day, but she doesn't let our servants notice the slightest bit, and insists on managing the Huo residence." Uncle Wang sighed: " It was only later that the old lady couldn't hold on any longer. After waking up that day, she suddenly mentioned Eldest Young Master... She thought you were still on duty in the Northern Army, Eldest Young Master was still in Xihebian County, and so was Eldest Madam."

Huo Yi was silent for a while, wiped his face, and asked, "Her memory stays at ten years ago, right?"

Ten years ago, Huo Fengnian had just left, and the young master Huo Xin went to Xihebian County.

The butler said in a heavy tone, "Yes...we don't know how to explain it to Madam." This matter was really embarrassing for their servants.

Huo Yi paused, and suddenly remembered that when he came back five years ago, his mother was still fine—no, she was actually very haggard at that time, but living in reality, there were no such beautiful illusions.

He took a deep breath and asked, "When did my mother...become like this?"

The butler avoided his sight and said with difficulty: "Five years ago, the day after you left, Patriarch."

There was a buzzing sound in Huo Yi's mind, his body shook slightly, his expression didn't change at all, in fact, his eyes had turned into a blur of variegated colors.

Uncle Wang looked at him worriedly: "Patriarch, are you alright, in fact, you can't be blamed for this incident..." He wanted to say something to comfort Huo Yi, but found that no matter what he said, it was very sad.

What a family, how did it become like this?

Huo Yi patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him in turn: "It's okay, Uncle Wang, I've worked hard for you these years."

After Uncle Wang left, Huo Yi sat directly on the cold stone steps, with a blank expression on his face, slightly pale lips, and suddenly felt that winter was really cold.

What should I do now, tell her?Or hide it?If you tell her, how can mother accept the bad news again, or just keep it from hiding, let her wait forever for someone who can't wait?

Huo Yi lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the piece of soil under his feet.

Five years ago, he returned to Chang'an to report on his work, and only stayed at home for one day. In the middle of the night, there was an urgent report from Bianjun that the Xiongnu army raided Bianjun, causing heavy losses. He hurriedly said hello and left overnight.

That time, he didn't even say goodbye to Cong Yunmeng when he left.

When he commanded the army and drove the Huns out of the country, he didn't know that his mother was cornered at home.

If he does it again, will he still go?

Huo Yi's heart sank slowly, and he found sadly that this was a dead end for him.

"Are you crying?"

As the sky was getting darker, Huo Yi almost solidified into a statue in the cold winter wind. He heard a crisp voice, and he saw a pair of little feet standing in front of him. Huo Lingyue stood in front of him and asked him in a stiff tone.

Huo Yi raised his head and smiled. At his age, he would never express his sadness in front of children.

Huo Lingyue frowned and looked at him for a long time, then suddenly said: "Are you going to lie to her too?"

Huo Yi twitched the corner of his mouth: "Xiaoyue, you don't understand..."

"I know, you are all afraid that she will be sad." Huo Lingyue said, "But grandma doesn't have the right to know the truth? They removed my parents' tablets... Every year on the Ghost Festival, I am the only one who worships my parents. "

"I didn't dare to let grandma know, so I could only secretly hide in the corner and burn the paper, and I didn't even dare to cry. I haven't seen them, but grandma said they are the heroes of Dai Viet. Why does Dai Viet treat its heroes like this, or say Grandma is lying to me?"

She stared at Huo Yi, tears fell silently, and asked in a low voice: "So, do you still think I don't understand?"

The little girl's tears fell on the ground, Huo Yi woke up suddenly, and said firmly: "She didn't lie to you, your father has always been the pride of the Huo family."

"I'm sorry..." Huo Yi stretched out his hand and gently wiped away her tears with his sleeve. Huo Lingyue lowered his head and said, "I didn't cry, I'm not as fragile as you."

Huo Yi said softly: "It's not fragile, it's normal to be sad, and you can cry if you want to."

Shyness, sadness, and avoidance are all normal things.

No one has ever said such things to the little girl. Huo Lingyue thought for a while and thought it made sense, but she still felt that she shouldn't cry in front of others - especially this little uncle.

Huo Lingyue said sullenly, "I'm here to ask you to eat."

It was completely dark, it was too late for dinner in Huo Mansion today, the servants lit the lamps, they gathered together, Cong Yunmeng sat on the seat, Huo Yi and Huo Lingyue were on both sides.

During the dinner, Cong Yunmeng kept asking him how he was in the Northern Army, whether he was embarrassed by others, how his companions got along, whether he had friends, and so on.Huo Yi thought hard, recalling his time in the Northern Army, and answered these questions carefully.

Huo Fengnian was the one who left that year, when Huo Yi stayed in the Northern Army, he actually had some very intense and extreme ideas, but Huo Xin persuaded him to come down.Two years later, Huo Xin died in battle, and Huo Yi took office in Xihebian County, so the experience of the Northern Army was a long time ago for Huo Yi.

"You've lost weight, and your complexion is not good." Cong Yunmeng said distressedly: "I want to eat something, let the cook make it for you tomorrow, and make some clothes for you, and take it away..."

Huo Yi responded one by one.

"Why are you working so hard? Even if you are young, your body can't be built like this." Cong Yunmeng touched his hand: "Why are your hands cold?"

"It's just that the wind was blowing outside for a while." Huo Yi slowly withdrew his hand, holding the hot soup: "It's okay."

Huo Lingyue thought to herself, the adult's lies really come out of her mouth.

Cong Yunmeng slowly frowned: "You guys don't know how to cherish your body because you are young. You will know it when you get old. It hurts like hell. Your brother is also like this, he won't listen to what you say..."

When she spoke like this, her tone was still very slow and gentle.Huo Yi tensed up when she heard Huo Xin mentioned, and then Cong Yunmeng said with a sense of loss: "You are in front of me anyway, I don't know how your brother is, at least send a letter back."

Huo Yi raised his head and drank the light fish soup.

He put down the bowl and said, "Mother, go to bed early. So does Xiaoyue."

Although Huo Yi hasn't come back for five years, his room is still cleaned frequently, so he can live in it directly.

Sitting in front of the desk, he rummaged through boxes and chests to find a stack of papers, and asked Huo Xiaoman to light the candles and wash his brushes and ink.

After Huo Xiaoman laid out the paper and handed over the pen to Huo Yi, Huo Yi didn't move.

He stood like this for half a stick of incense, and the dim light of the candlelight cast his profile on the wall deeply.The lines of his face were as clear and sharp as his father's, but his eyes continued the softness of his mother's. His long eyelashes hung down and swayed slightly because of the flickering candlelight.

"Homeowner?"

Huo Yi snapped back to his senses, only to realize that the ink had dripped onto the paper, leaving an ugly mark.

"Xiao Man, don't call me Patriarch at home." Huo Yi said: "Go and tell Uncle Wang and them to call me Second Young Master just like before."

Huo Xiaoman still didn't quite know what happened. Seeing that the Patriarch's expression was extremely bad, he asked cautiously: "My...Second Young Master, you don't seem very happy."

Not only was he unhappy, Huo Yi seemed to be crushed by a boulder, or walking on the edge of a cliff, and might fall off at any time.

"No." Huo Yi loosened his shoulders: "Why don't you be unhappy when you go home."

After sending Huo Xiaoman away, Huo Yi threw away the waste paper and wrote:

"Heaven and earth are separated, children and mothers live in different places, and they have no choice but to leave their knees..."

Candles flickered in the dark until dawn.

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感谢在2020-10-2323:23:56~2020-10-2420:30:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Yan Nanhui, 1 golden silk thread;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!