illegitimate child

The word "growth" is really hard to describe. In the past 20 years, Luo Jinnian has only grown in stature and innocence.The years are spent talking and laughing, but just 20 days seems like a lifetime.The fierce gunfire and fighting pushed him forward. On the battlefield, knives are cold, people are cold, and innocence is also frozen.

As more and more people fell down, Luo Jinnian felt that human life was so thin and fragile that blood would explode in front of his eyes every moment, gorgeous and decadent.He originally thought that he and Luo Qingshan had dozens of years to resent, reconcile, and father-son love.He was suddenly panicked, the word death was pressing on his heart like a mountain, everyone would die, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, he would never see Luo Qingshan again.

Tossing and turning in the night, Luo Jinnian tiptoed to remove the cloth quilt, walked on tiptoe to the outside of the tent, and then opened the curtain, suddenly heard a soft call amidst the snoring,

"Master..."

Luo Jinnian turned around suspiciously, and swept towards Datong's shop. They were all asleep on their backs, unable to be shaken.Just when I thought it was a servant, maybe someone was talking nonsense in my dream, and there was another rustling sound.Listening carefully this time, he followed the sound and looked towards the southeast corner, only to see Old Xu grinning his yellow teeth, propping his head on one hand, and found that he looked over and threw a nondescript wink.

"What are you going to do, young master, if you don't lie on the bed in the middle of the night?" Old Xu said, carelessly wading over from the bunk.

"Ouch..." The unfortunate person who was stepped on snorted, and hurried to meet Zhou Gong again, reluctant to lift his eyelids.

"You call this a bed?" Luo Jinnian snorted to express his dissatisfaction, "I can't sleep and want to go out for a walk." He looked away uncomfortably, he couldn't say he missed his father.

"Xiao Song, I actually have something to trouble you..."

Luo Jinnian scratched his hair irritably, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't washed it, his hands were sticky and his heart became even more irritated: "You are wrong, it's not that you want to trouble me with something, but that you want me to do something. "He was stopped on the spot, and even if others didn't know what he was going to do, it still made the proud young master panic with embarrassment.

"Hey," Old Xu sneered, and told Luo Jinnian to wait at the side, then turned around and walked from the Datong bunk to the innermost corner, where a mottled wooden lacquer cabinet was parked in the corner.Old Xu leaned on the ground, pouted and stretched his hands. After a long time of fiddling, he took out a stack of straw paper, a split brush, and a piece of dried ink from the cabinet.

He held a pile of junk and handed it to Luo Jinnian as if offering a treasure, "Xiao Song help me write a letter to my family, I'm a rough old man, and I don't know the characters."

Luo Jinnian was always sloppy, so he took the paper and ink and said, "Family letter or suicide note?"

Old Xu was stunned as if his acupuncture point had been tapped.

Luo Jinnian didn't have a tender heart, he didn't think about others at all, he didn't feel that he said something wrong, he tossed and fiddled with the badly chopped brush.

The day before yesterday, Luo Qingshan ordered the soldiers to write family letters and hand them over to the adjutant.At that time, he thought, letters from home, letters from home, and sent to the family to report the safety of the family, but seeing the letter and seeing no one, wouldn't it be more sad?It is clear that I will never go back, but I still have to write some trivial words to make my family think about it for the rest of my life.

Holding the vague expectation of "what if he is still alive? What if he comes back?" made him more tormented.It would be better to die the moment the wanderer leaves home.

Luo Jinnian didn't intend to write a letter.

Old Xu exhaled foul breath, put Luo Jinnian on the shoulder and laughed: "Xiao Song, your mouth is poisonous to death." He sighed slowly, "Let's write, suicide note, family letter, there must be an explanation. Lao Tzu After giving birth, I don’t know where my son should have died, and besides, I have hidden some private money so I can’t take it with me to the soil.”

After speaking, he found an oil lamp and lit it with a flint and put it on the ground, climbed down by himself, and asked Luo Jinnian to write on his back.

Luo Jinnian couldn't tell what it was like for a moment, as if there was something stuck in his heart, and he couldn't say anything specifically.

He waited for a long time, and the ink on the nib was dry, and Lao Xu was as dumb as he couldn't hold his fart. Luo Jinnian brought the nib to his mouth and licked it, then pushed Lao Xu again: "Are you still writing?" ?”

"I'll think about it, think about it again..." After a long time, Lao Xu finally spoke. He wanted to say too much, but he was rushing out of his chest, but he couldn't say a word.

"Father, mother, my son is not filial..." Old Xu spoke a little incoherently, repeating trivial things, for example, he asked his mother's old cold legs three times, and told his brother not to do business with no conscience.

Luo Jinnian has never written so many words since he graduated from the school, it almost cost him half his life.Holding my breath in my heart, I only picked up important notes, and pretended I didn't hear anything else.Written and written, the tip of the pen hit the straw paper heavily, blurring a large swath of ink.

"Oh, ancestor, you want to kill me!" Old Xu was hit so hard that his waist collapsed.

"It's okay." Luo Jinnian grabbed the scrap paper and kneaded it into a ball irritably, rolled it out again, and poked Old Xu, "Say it again, I didn't hear clearly just now."

"Damn, little bastard," Old Xu cursed secretly.

This time Luo Jinnian was patient and did not miss a single word.After memorizing it, he picked up the straw paper and looked up and down at his unique Goupeng font. He was very proud of it. Look, the writing is really good.

Old Xu turned over and snatched the toilet paper, stared at it for a long time, and put it away in the interlayer.After some movement between the two, another soldier was woken up and asked sleepily, "What are you two doing?"

Old Xu spoke quickly: "Xiao Song is helping me write a letter from home."

Luo Jinnian felt something was wrong, his temples twitched, and as expected, the soldiers' eyes lit up when they heard this, and they scrambled from the shop to Luo Jinnian's side, rubbing their hands together eagerly: "Xiao Song, can you write a letter for me too?" ?”

He moved too much and woke up a group of people. They were very vigilant and asked what was wrong. Old Xu acted like a good man and made a big publicity for Luo Jinnian.Everyone was like wolf cubs who had been hungry for seven or eight days. When they suddenly saw the tender white rabbit, they looked at Luo Jinnian in unison, their eyes shining.

Luo Jinnian was born to eat soft but not hard. Others praised him for a few words, his tail can be raised to the sky, and Lao Xu poured ecstasy soup on the side, saying that his calligraphy is comparable to Master Yan, and his literary talent is comparable to the number one scholar.The soles of his feet felt like he had stepped on cotton, and he couldn't find the way, so he agreed to write letters home for everyone in a daze.

This whole process lasted until dawn, my hands were so numb that I didn't feel like myself, my mind was muddled, and I was filled with the words "Dad" and "Mother".Outside the camp, the light from the sky evenly filled every rugged mountain, and occasionally scattered spots reflected in Luo Jinnian's lacquered pupils, reflecting the phantom of mother-in-law. He lightly closed his eyelashes, and suddenly wanted to write a letter home.

First, he scooped up a ladle of cold water, washed off the ink stains on his hands and face, then brushed his hair with wet hands, and dressed himself up to look like a man, swaggering and heading to the commander's barracks.

I saw a lot of Xiliang iron cavalry along the way. Four days ago, Tian Guogong led an army to support him. Together with General Luo, he caught Di Rong by surprise, took Ye Yuanping, and Di Rong retreated another forty miles. Day trimming time.

Luo Jinnian had never seen his famous grandfather who was known as Tu.The Duke's Mansion guards Cangzhou, and they are not allowed to leave without an edict, and the Luo family is also trapped in Shangjing. Although the two families are related by marriage, they never communicate.Tian Guogong led a team of people to patrol outside, but he is not in the camp now.

"Report to the general, I don't have enough toilet paper, and I'll get some more," Luo Jinnian saluted unrulyly outside the handsome camp, and without waiting for the people inside to speak, he opened the curtain door and went in.

When he looked up, he saw Luo Qingshan sitting behind the table with a topographical map in front of him, frowning.Luo Jinnian is used to having a dog temper and cannot be ignored by anyone.When he found out that Luo Qingshan was treating him as if he didn't exist, he immediately felt uncomfortable and insisted on making some noises.

He glanced at the sand table in the middle, but didn't dare to move.Instead, he walked behind Luo Qingshan with his hands behind his back, pretending to study the topographic map.

"What can you see?" Luo Qingshan finally remembered that he had a son, and clicked a depression on the topographical map.

Luo Jinnian looked in the direction he was pointing at, and after thinking for a moment, he let out a light sigh: "There are many swamps in the depressions here, why did Di Rong retreat here?"

Luo Qingshan looked worried, "The wolf king is also gone."

"The wolf king must be in the rear, how could he follow the army to the front line." Luo Jinnian said disapprovingly.

"The Di Rong wolf king is different from my Central Plains emperor. Di Rong is not so much a court as an armed organization. Their wolf king is in charge of killing weapons and will lead the army in every major battle. But fighting Di Rong for more than a month , only saw the wolf king a few days ago." Luo Qingshan explained.

Luo Jinnian couldn't tell why, so he said nonsense, "Maybe the wolf king is scared." After he finished speaking, he himself shut up.

"Are we still chasing him?" Luo Jinnian thought well, since Di Rong's behavior was weird, he might as well stop chasing him and let them set up a stage to sing a one-man show.

Luo Qingshan picked up the ink pen and circled a large block on the topographic map, and wrote two words - Liuzhou.

Although he didn't say it, Luo Jinnian understood that he had to chase after him, and he had to chase after them. This is Liuzhou, the hometown where they were born and raised.As long as Di Rong's iron hooves trampled on the land of Liuzhou for a day, they could not retreat.

"Want to write a letter to your family?" Luo Qingshan changed the subject, got up and took a stack of rice paper and handed it to Luo Jinnian, and then asked: "Write something nice and interesting for grandma, the family will remember you."

Luo Jinnian raised his hand and pressed it on the rice paper, but he couldn't move it even though he tried hard. He looked at Luo Qingshan puzzled.

"Nianer, may I send you back to deliver the letter?" Luo Qingshan stared deeply at Luo Jinnian, and said word by word: "Go back, go home." He went out with his father when he was young, and later led the army himself. He has always had strict military discipline, Never bend the law for personal gain.But today, he wants to be a layman and a father once, for the sake of his son.

"Where are we going? Dad, you forgot, Liuzhou is our hometown, our home." Luo Jinnian pulled out the rice paper with a playful smile, and ran away in a hurry.

Luo Jinnian hugged the rice paper and sat under a big elm tree, holding a writing brush from Shuai Yingshun in his hand, licked it, and started to write.

"Grandmother, is it getting warmer in Beijing? My grandson went north with the army, and it was the first time I knew that the weather in the north was so cold. On the way, my grandson met the sandy mushroom that is unique to Liuzhou that you often talk about. I picked a lot, and I asked Huotouying The fat boy dried it and sent it home with the letter. The fat boy said that all the big guys put their heads on their belts, and their hearts were in their throats, and they were terrified all day long. Only the grandson had a big heart, as if he was on an outing. Yes, there is still time to go around picking mushrooms. Isn’t it? My grandfather is the old general of Zhenguo, my father is the current general of Zhenguo, and my grandson is a sure-fire general. Lah, but at that time, the emperor appointed me as a great general, and my grandmother will be the old lady, (but it seems that my grandmother is already the old lady.)”

"Duyu," Fang said two words, Luo Jinnian threw a pen, rubbing his lips in a daze, gradually the tips of his ears became redder and redder, all the way to the root of his neck, he buried his head in his knees and murmured: "You miss me?"

After a while, he finally regained his strength, and he picked up the pen.

"Duyu, words are like faces."

"You said you liked me. I was startled at first, but it was justified when I thought about it later. After all, I am really good at both civil and military. Quan Lichao, oh, no, no good man like me can be found in the whole world. But carefully Thinking about it, we are really not suitable. Firstly, it violates human relations. Secondly, my Luo family cannot be extinct. You just give up, don’t please me any more. In the future, you will hire a beautiful lady and have two sons (if I can’t come back) Come, remember to adopt a son to my name, the name is Luo Aiyu)."

"You once said that your birth name was given by your birth mother, named Dushan Jade. Lingtang once gave you a piece of milky Dushan Jade, and among Dushan Jade, emerald is the most emerald, and milky white is the worst. You said you are In the eyes of Lingtang, it is a defective product, an ominous thing. But I think it is because you think too much (you have always been narrow-minded, and you will change it in the future), Duyu - a unique beautiful jade."

"The family is entrusted to you."

The author says:

Song Ling: How did it become my confession?

Jinnian (furious): It's not you, is it me?