Reason is still chaotic

In Hubei, Shen Zijing's small army was ambushed by bandits.Because the soldiers were all from the north and were not familiar with this place, they fell into a series of traps and almost wiped out the entire army.Leading the remnant soldiers and the defeated generals to rush out of the encirclement, seeing that the situation was not good, Shen Zijing secretly had a wrong heart.

He was never a good officer, and only loved his soldiers when he had evil intentions.Now that the army is fragmented and weak, it is absolutely impossible to regroup. He looked at the group of dejected adjutants around him, and knew that these people were all burdens. At the same time, any villages, towns and counties of any size will regard themselves as a threat. Not only will they refuse to donate them, but they will also send security teams to chase them down.

Shen Zijing led the soldiers for eight or nine years, but he never had any affection for the soldiers.He glanced gloomyly at the adjutants and guards who got along day and night, and he only found it troublesome.

Shen Zijing didn't mention the dismissal of the army, because he was reluctant to spend a lot of money to send off the soldiers.That night, in a thatched hut, he drank two large bowls of porridge made from brown rice. He was so hot that he sweated down his neck. He ate two more steamed buns with mixed noodles, and hiccupped so much—according to his heart, he really wished he could become a camel immediately and eat a month's worth of food in one meal.

He was afraid he would starve.

He chewed desperately, and at the same time forced Shen Jiali to eat more.Shen Jiali couldn't eat, so he pushed away the bowl and chopsticks to indicate that he was full.Seeing him get up and sit back on the bed, Shen Zijing held the steamed buns to follow, squeezed aside and sat down as well.Freeing one hand to wrap his arms tightly around the other's waist, he stuffed the last mouthful of steamed buns into his mouth and chewed vigorously with his puffed cheeks.

Everything that mattered in his life, good or bad, was now cherished like a straw.Swallowing the mouthful of dry steamed buns with great effort, he turned his head to look at Shen Jiali, and saw that the third uncle's chin was so thin now that his chin was pointed - he had a pretty boyish face, even if he was thinner, he wouldn't look ugly, but he just showed a mean look.

This was originally the same as the outside, but now it's different. Since the younger brother disappeared, his third uncle really didn't have the slightest bit of meanness.

Shen Zijing didn't feel sorry for Shen Jiali, not at all; but he was faintly panicked, afraid that Shen Jiali would seek death again - he had a criminal record, and judging by his daily energy, his vitality was indeed very weak.

He got up and went to drink two sips of cold water. He returned to Shen Jiali, and suddenly asked: "Third Uncle, back then—I mean back then, did you really hate me?"

Shen Jiali was stunned for a moment, looked up at him dully and slowly, then probably thought about this question seriously, and shook his head after a while: "Hate is hated. But after hurting you, I vented my anger , don’t hate it anymore.”

Shen Zijing nodded, and continued to ask calmly: "I rescued you from the Japanese prison, right?"

Shen Jiali answered blankly: "Yes."

"If it wasn't for me, you would have died there, right?"

"Yes."

"Since you got out of prison, I have been supporting you, right?"

"Yes."

"Little brother, when you first got it into my hands, it was still a little milk doll, and I also fed and clothed it until I was seven or eight years old, right?"

"Yes."

"From the time you were released from prison to the present, if you do your own calculations, it has been seven years, right?"

"Yes."

"You beat me to the point of cutting off my children and grandchildren and leaving me crippled. I saved your life regardless of the past, and raised you and your son for seven years. This kindness is not small, is it?"

Shen Jiali became more and more confused, but his mind was a pool of stagnant water. He had forgotten the cause and effect, and could only make a simple judgment in his ignorance: "Yes."

Shen Zijing lowered his head slightly in front of him, lowered his eyes and curled his lips hesitantly, then smiled: "Then should you repay the favor?"

Shen Jiali looked up at him, completely confused.

Shen Zijing laughed out loud, but still face to face, and reasoned with this third uncle word by word: "Third uncle, I know that you miss your little brother now, and you don't have the energy to live. I don't want to keep you here." Suffering in this world, but I have been kind to you, so you should give me something in return, right? Look at my current situation, it is precarious. Although I still have two money around me, it is impossible to say when one of them will fail. Pay attention, maybe even money and life will be robbed. Third uncle, people are mortal, and they will die sooner or later. I don’t think you need to rush at this moment. Why don’t you cheer up and help me, at least Carry some gold and silver for me! You want to die, but I don’t want to die. When I find a good place to settle down, I don’t care whether you commit suicide, become a monk, or go up to the mountain to become a veteran. What? ? Nephew’s request, isn’t it embarrassing you?”

What Shen Zijing said was orderly and reasonable; a muddle-headed person like Shen Jiali could fully understand it.Staring straight at Shen Zijing for a long time, Shen Jiali shivered as if waking up from a dream, and then let out an "oh".

"Oh..." He reacted stupidly: "Okay, okay..."

He couldn't find a reason to refute, and he didn't bother to look for it, so he became a nice gentleman.His mind has been separated from his body, if he can do something to help others in this world, he thought, it would be good to help.

Besides, Shen Zijing was indeed kind to them.Shen Jiali reminisced about the past, and admitted that Shen Ziqi had always eaten well at Shen Zijing's place.Even though Shen Zijing was harsh in every way, in recent years, he never let his children go hungry.Therefore, Shen Ziqi had sufficient nutrition, grew strong, and was more lively and robust than children of the same age-but he still failed to retain it.

At this time Shen Zijing stepped forward and bent down, raised his hand to hold Shen Jiali's shoulder.

Looking directly at Shen Jiali's eyes, he only found a glimmer of miserable and scattered light in the other's pupils.

"Third Uncle!" He lowered his voice to the lowest level: "Cheer up, we have to go! The team is about to fail, and we have to go before the little soldiers make trouble! Let's go now!"

Shen Zijing has been patrolling the surrounding villages for the past few days, and he has roughly grasped the geography of this area.And on a cold and wet night, he really sneaked away with Shen Jiali and his gold and silver treasures!

At this time, he and his team were already in a panic to a certain extent, and the guards in front of the thatched house had already deserted in all directions.He and Shen Jiali changed into casual clothes in the dark, each carrying a suitcase, opened the window and jumped out in the middle of the night.

Shen Jiali's body was very weak, and in this cold and damp season, the pain all over his body was faintly showing signs of attack.Shen Zijing knew that his life was not easy, and he was afraid that he would cheat halfway and fall to the ground waiting to die, so he planned to tell him a few words in advance - originally wanted to say "If you dare to delay my important affairs, I will bite you to death", but on second thought With an idea, he changed his language: "Third Uncle, no matter how hard and tired you are on the road, you have to hold back. Your box contains half of my wealth. If you lose your pick halfway, you will lose half of your nephew." Life."

Shen Jiali didn't expect that he would have such an important role, being able to take half of the opponent's life with one hand.With a helpless wry smile, he replied softly: "I can hold on, don't worry!"

Shen Jiali uttered big words, only to find that the road was rough, the moon was dark and the wind was high after he got on the road, and no matter how hard he traveled, he still couldn't see the end.

Fearing that he might lose his hand, Shen Zijing stopped halfway, and tied his hand with the handle of the suitcase with a handkerchief.Shen Jiali's tired heart was about to jump out, but for a while, her sadness and wandering were suspended.

Afterwards, they continued on the road. Shen Zijing had been eating and drinking a lot these days, his face remained unchanged, but his body had a tendency to become thick-backed.Carrying a heavy box in one hand, and tightly grasping Shen Jiali's hand with the other, his eyes were like torches, and he took a good step along the route that had been explored many times.After such an unknown period of time, Shen Jiali became a bellows in the rear, and his legs could no longer support his body no matter what.Shen Zijing scolded angrily, carried Shen Jiali and the box together like a dead dog, then quickened his pace and continued to move forward, secretly rejoicing that his physical strength was superb, and the food he had eaten for a while was not in vain!

When it was almost dawn, Shen Zijing entered the nearest small town and was also paralyzed from exhaustion.