Bianshanhan [farming]

When the people in the room dispersed, Zhou Fengnian stepped out, but was stopped by Lin Jian again, "That was Jiang Cong just now?"

Zhou Fengnian nodded. Just now, Lin Jian asked Jiang Cong twice. Not long after that, he asked himself again. He didn't think Lin Jian had a bad memory.

Lin Jian's eyes were deep, "How is his archery?"

"I haven't seen anyone more powerful than Jiang Cong." Zhou Fengnian judged like this, consciously very pertinent.

Lin Jian smiled, "This year at the pier, I saw a man who shot arrows as if he had eyes. I don't know which one is better than this one from Biancheng."

Hearing the word "wharf", Zhou Fengnian's face tightened. Could it be the time of Chinese New Year? Jiang Cong met Lin Jian at the wharf?

But even if he had seen it, Lin Jian couldn't be sure, otherwise he wouldn't have left himself to ask this question.

Thinking this way in his heart, Zhou Fengnian said imperceptibly, "I'll let them compare someday and I'll know."

When Jiang Liping and the others went back to the earthen house, the eyes of those who met their relatives were red with joy. After five years, they finally saw each other.

Fang led a group of girls to boil water and cook. Those who knew that the family sent their daughter-in-law over seemed to be sitting on nails under their buttocks, and they kept moving, wishing they could bend their necks and stretch out from the front room to the back room.

The big brothers who already have children just find it funny to watch them scratch their heads.

Before, one by one said that they were envious of the old Xingtou, that the whole family would not be hungry if they were full alone, but now they all blushed, their necks were thick, and their eyeballs were fluttering. Did they feed the dogs what they said before?

Here's a break!

Hu Lichuan had neither family members nor his wife to see him, so he put his arm on Zhong Yuan's shoulders, "Old Zhong, it was our fault to make fun of you in the past, who knew that what you said in your muttering was really common, This time I came all the way to find my wife and children?"

Ever since meeting those Puyu people in the forest, everyone has believed what Yuan said before. Jiang Cong also wrote a letter to Zhong Yuan when he went home.

It's just that everyone didn't expect that he actually left Hongzhou and came to the border town. He didn't even know where the Puju people lived. After so many years, he could still find the people from back then?

Many people thought it was impossible, but no one said it, but they admired Zhong Yuan from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhong Yuan nodded, "Whether I find it or not, I won't go back."

This time Hu Lichuan didn't make fun of him like before, and said, "We will help you."

Just as they were talking, the heavy door curtain was pulled open, Jiang's family and a person walked in, and everyone asked, "Where's Jiang Cong?"

"I went to find Zaier. If you don't come back at night, you don't need to keep the door open for him."

Everyone nodded, the two brothers hadn't seen each other for so long, there must be a lot to talk about, and tomorrow they will leave to transport grain to the northwest, and they don't know when they will be back.

Just as the big guys thought, Jiang Cong was with Li Qingwen at this time, but not at home, but in the empty new city.

Li Qingwen has been aggrieved for too long. After seeing Jiang Cong, he couldn't stop crying, and he found countless reasons, such as "less food harvested", "the pup grows too fast, he didn't even hug him", " The soles of the boots are a bit hard" and so on.

Li Qingwen sat on the sledge, Jiang Cong half-kneeled in front of him, shielded his thick back from the wind, took off his boots, wrapped his feet tightly with fur, and stuffed a puppy into Li Qingwen's In his arms, the other three were beside him.

I don't know if it was tired, or seeing Li Qingwen crying, the four puppies obediently didn't move, and buried Li Qingwen inside with thick fluff.

"The grain that rotted in the field can't be recovered." Jiang Cong wiped his tears, "Brother found a good place, and I will take you there in the future. It will make up for the crops that were missed, okay?"

Li Qingwen nodded, speaking clearly, "You guys are leaving again tomorrow..."

It will take a few months to go away. Maybe Jiang Cong will go to the capital before he comes back.

The next time we meet again, maybe next year or the year after.

Before the word "go" could be said, tears were about to burst again, and Jiang Cong wiped them for him tirelessly.

Although the sky was dark, Jiang Cong still saw that Li Qingwen's face, which was wet with tears, was reddened by the wind, and he covered his face with layer after layer of things to block the wind.

When he was about to get home, Li Qingwen stopped crying, but his eyes were red and swollen. He felt ashamed and didn't want to enter the house.

Jiang Cong went to talk to Li Maoxian, and took Li Qingwen and the four puppies to the new city.

The new city now has only four walls, and the inside is empty. In order to avoid the wind, Jiang Cong pitched a tent in the northwest corner, set up a fire, and put away sleeping bags.

Li Qingwen stopped crying, and lay in his sleeping bag with his eyes closed and pretended to be dead. Jiang Cong took out the ointment and applied it to his bruised face.

There was silence in the tent. Although the fingers on his face were rough, his movements were light. In a trance, Li Qingwen felt as if he had returned to the past.

In the past, Jiang Cong also protected him like this, and he completely trusted Jiang Cong.

After touching the ointment, Jiang Cong tore up the dried meat for Li Qingwen to eat, and ate it himself. When he was full, he set up the firewood, and Jiang Cong also got into the sleeping bag.

When he touched Jiang Cong's strong arm, Li Qingwen thought for a while. It seemed that they hadn't slept together for a long time.

At the thought of being separated from Jiang Cong again, Li Qingwen felt that his two dreams were gray, so he sighed weakly.

Jiang Cong stretched out his hand to embrace him, and his bones protruded a little more, "I'm taller and thinner."

Li Qingwen said wearily: "When we meet next time, I may have changed even more."

After all, he doesn't know when the next time will be.

"No matter what it looks like, I will recognize it."

Hearing what he said, Li Qingwen's nose became sore again, and he murmured a few words.

"What?" Jiang Cong didn't hear clearly, and moved his face closer.

At this moment, both of them were lying on their sides, facing each other, their faces were only two fists apart, each other's breath was blowing on their faces, and they could touch each other if they were so close.

Li Qingwen's dark eyes widened, and his face heated up little by little with Jiang Cong's breath.

Jiang Cong's deep facial features were undoubtedly revealed in front of his eyes, Li Qingwen was a little dizzy looking at that face, and his body was stretched straight.

The thin person under the arm suddenly turned into a straight sapling. Jiang Cong couldn't help laughing, "Are you still angry with brother?"

When he smiled, his deep eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, Li Qingwen seemed to sink into the warm starry sky, swallowed, "Why am I angry?"

"Oh, that might be because I'm overthinking it." Jiang Cong said with a face of relief, "I knew we wouldn't care about that."

At first he thought he was going to make amends, but he retracted his words again. The anger had been brewing in his stomach for several months. At this moment, it started to bubbling, and Li Qingwen's small nose began to flap vigorously, "Brother, I have been very busy in the past six months, and I can't remember many things for a while, what did you do that I would care about?"

Speaking casually, Li Qingwen's feet began to move away from Jiang Cong's thigh.

Although, in the past six months, when he was worried about Jiang Cong, he didn't care about that little thing at the beginning, but now that he saw people, that little bit of unwillingness began to emerge.

As soon as Jiang Cong lifted his legs, he pinched those cool feet back, like two big mountains, pressing tightly, and there was no possibility of breaking free.

Since Li Qingwen mentioned "half a year", Jiang Cong was very kind, "Brother shouldn't be in such a hurry when teaching you how to practice archery. Our sons are serious about things, and we didn't distract ourselves on purpose."

When he said it so frankly, Li Qingwen's mood was a little complicated, as if he had been flashed up to his waist.

The matter of archery seems to be a rope. He and Jiang Cong stood on both sides of the rope and tugged back and forth. Now Jiang Cong suddenly let go...

It seems that his previous rivalry was all wishful thinking.

Therefore, Li Qingwen was not very happy when he heard Jiang Cong say that. Instead, he felt that it was because of his shameful selfishness that he kept worrying about it.

It seems that he is making trouble for no reason.

However, he did have something wrong with Jiang Cong.

Not wanting Jiang Cong to notice his strange feelings, Li Qingwen tried his best to suppress the little awkwardness, and said, "I won't talk about this trivial matter. I heard them say that Beigang is very dangerous. You have already talked to many Luo Che Have you met someone from the country?"

"There are not many of them, just be careful." Jiang Cong said, "We have dug traps outside the residence. It is not so easy for them to get close and attack."

Feeling that Li Qingwen's feet were about to retract, Jiang Cong didn't let go this time, which was no small matter.

The face in front of him was as thin as fragile ceramics, with a delicate luster, and every word he wanted to say was written on it.

Half a year ago, this face was still round, and it said "Why hit me, didn't you say you would protect me all the time", he saw it clearly, but he felt that he was about to renege on his promise, so he chose to ignore it.

Then it caused this man to hold back his tears for half a year, making excuses while crying. He didn't blame himself for a word, but every tear was a complaint, accusing himself of being abnormal and leaving without saying goodbye.

He didn't know anything, but he felt that he was deliberately alienated and left out, so he was sad to this day.

Jiang Cong thought about it countless times, and felt that he was a little anxious, and he should be more patient, and accompany him to marry a wife and have children, and when he was too busy to remember him, everything would be natural.

He explained: "The last time I left, I should have told Zi'er. After I left, I often thought, if I never see you again..."

Li Qingwen suddenly covered Jiang Cong's mouth with his hand, and said anxiously: "Don't say unlucky words. I know, and I regret it too. I shouldn't be angry with you. I know you are teaching me how to practice arrows so harshly for my own good. , you feel that you are leaving the camp, and you want me to remember your words..."

Li Qingwen knew that Jiang Cong wanted him to learn more about body protection, but he was too busy every day and didn't want to work too hard, so he must have been too entangled to feel irritable.

However, compared with Jiang Cong's strictness, it is even more sad not to see anyone.

Thinking of the past New Year's breakup, thinking about tomorrow's trip to the Northwest, and those poor women in the camp, and the earnest elders...

Li Qingwen stuck his head in the same way as before, "It's okay, there's nothing wrong with it, as long as we're all fine."

During this short meeting, he didn't think about anything, and if he thought about it a little more, time would pass by a little bit.Now stay by Jiang Cong's side, stick to him carefully, touch him, and listen to his breathing.

Then, always remember.