Zheng Ruqian's eloquence suddenly stopped.
All the children's eyes immediately focused on him.
Little Jiang Sheng didn't even notice that the roast duck leg fell from his hand. He just stared at Fang Heng blankly and said in disbelief, "Third brother? What are you talking about?"
Fang Heng was a little stressed, but thinking about what he would face in the future, he straightened his figure again and said sincerely, "Although Wang Yuyao slandered me just to keep the engagement, what she said makes sense. As long as I am still alive, As long as I am still in Anshui County, the Fang family will never give up."
"Rather than endure their constant intrusion and harm, and be wary of the slander and frame-up that will appear at any time, it is better to leave far away and let the Fang family feel completely at ease."
The young man took it seriously and analyzed it word for word.
Zheng Ruqian, who wanted to be angry, and Jiang Sheng, who wanted to be flat-mouthed, were all stopped.
"But where can you go?" Xu Mo asked softly.
The whole family's eyes were focused again.
Fang Heng pursed his lips and looked to the north, "Three years ago, my father was stationed at the northern border, vowing to expel the Tartars and defend the dynasty."
Unfortunately, until I close my eyes, the borders of the Dayu Dynasty are still in dire straits. Whenever the cold season comes, the nomadic people will rush into the villages with sharp knives and slaughter and rob without restraint.
No one can feel this kind of suffering unless you are in it.
The people in Shilipu Village live in poverty and do not have enough to eat, but they do not know that people in the border areas may lose their lives at any time.
Just like the wandering Jiang Sheng would not understand that in addition to hunger and cold, a group of people on fast horses would rush over and nail the innocent children to the wall.
There are many kinds of suffering in life, but happiness is only mediocre.
In the past three years, Fang Heng has been practicing martial arts hard. In addition to harboring hatred for the other party's family, he also missed General Fang's wishes.
Guard the borders and bring peace to the world.
Eight words that sound easy to say are so difficult to do.
"I used to always want to be a general, leading thousands of troops to defeat the Tartars and guard the borders." Fang Heng smiled bitterly, "But now I am just an ordinary person. I am not Young Master Fang. I don't have the Fang family to back me up. Maybe you will never have the chance to be a general in your life."
"But I can't give up. I want to go to the bitter land of Beihan. I want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. Even if I only save one person, it is better than struggling to survive in the intrigues here. It is better than being stared at like a target without scruples, and it is better than bringing suffering to everyone. and harm.”
If a person lives, he must realize himself and his value.
The value of Fang Heng is to go into battle, to kill enemies, and to save small lives.
Instead of practicing martial arts boringly in Anshui County and waiting for the Fang family's calculations again and again.
As his words fell, the entire Hairpin Flower Courtyard fell silent.
Smart people all know that the third brother's choice is right and should not stop him.
But emotionally, who can accept their loved ones facing danger and dying?
a long time.
Xu Mo stood up and broke the silence of the hairpin courtyard.
Although he couldn't let go of Fang Heng and didn't trust Fang Heng, he was the eldest brother and a role model for all his younger brothers and sisters. He should set the best example, "Third brother, eldest brother supports you. We were born in this land and grew up in this land." , we love this place and should dedicate ourselves to this land."
Without the dedication of the martyrs, how can there be a peaceful life.
Now that time has passed to their generation, they should contribute their meager strength to ensure the peace and harmony of future generations.
"It's just..." Xu Mo's tone changed, "You are our relative. No matter where you are, please protect yourself, please cherish your life, and please wait for reunion."
With this beginning, Zheng Ruqian swallowed all the dirty words, walked up to Fang Heng, and gave him a fist.
"Smelly Third, you have to come back every New Year from now on. I don't want to be without you in my family."
Fang Heng grinned.
Wen Zhiyun and Chang Yan stepped forward.
One muttered, "Third brother, I will prepare medicine for you. Lots and lots of medicine. You must not get hurt."
One gritted his teeth and said, "Third brother, the world will be peaceful and you will come back."
Fang Heng touched a small head with one hand, "Whenever you two grow as tall as me, I will come back."
Wen Zhiyun hesitated.
Chang Yan turned his head angrily.
Finally, my eyes fell on Xiao Jiang Sheng, the only little girl in the family. She was supposed to be doted on by thousands of people, but in fact she had a sweet and brittle personality. Sometimes she was a bit like Zheng Laoer, with a tough head and a big head.
At this moment, she was sitting there, seemingly wanting to laugh, but her eyes were red, and crystal clear tears were shrinking in her eyes. She wanted to roll down, but she was forced to stay in place.
Finally, Jiang Sheng pursed his lips and whispered, "Third brother will come back, right?"
He won't disappear from Jiang Sheng's life like his nine-year-old brother, right?
She was so lonely that she wandered for seven years before she found her five brothers.
They depend on each other, they laugh and play, they make a living, they resist power, and they outwit their plans.
For three years, Jiang Sheng once thought that her brothers were embedded in her life and would never be separated.
Just like they agreed that day, they would never be separated.
As a result, during the Spring Festival when she was ten years old, the third brother decided to leave.
Huge panic struck, making Jiang Sheng's body tremble uncontrollably. She was too afraid of separation and loss. If all the love was destined to disappear, it would be better for her to be a wanderer and starve to death from the beginning. On the streets.
"Jiang Sheng." Fang Heng used a serious voice to break her fear, "Not all separation is loss. We will meet again. We are still relatives."
"Third brother will always be your third brother, and will always rush to the front to protect our little Jiang Sheng."
The little girl with a bun was wearing a bright red dress, her round face was red with the tip of her nose, and her big eyes were filled with tears, but she was stubborn and refused to fall.
The young man bent down, gently rubbed her face, and wiped away the tears that fell from the corners of her eyes.
Jiang Sheng's heart finally couldn't contain her emotions. She flattened her mouth and tears rolled down like waterfalls. "Ugh, third brother is a bad guy. Third brother is a bad guy. He wants to leave if he doesn't keep his promise. Third brother is a liar."
The little girl's childish accusations echoed throughout the Hairpin Flower Courtyard.
Zheng Ruqian was so strong that his eyes were red, not to mention emotional people like Aunt Zhang and Aunt Cui'er, who were already sobbing in the corner with a handkerchief.
But no matter how sad they are, parting will still come.
In Fang Heng's memory, because the nomads also wanted to have a prosperous year, they acted most ferociously around the New Year. He was originally scheduled to spend the first day of the new year in the hairpin flower courtyard and then rush to northern Xinjiang.
As a result, time is very tight.
Wen Zhiyun returned to the hospital without stopping, not only digging out the golden sore medicine made in previous years, but also regrinding piles and piles. Brothers and sisters Wang Xiaozhu and Wang Xiaosong came over to help, even if they had blisters on their fingers, they did not complain.
Perhaps it was because the time was shorter than expected, but Jiang Sheng stopped making noises. He choked on Fang Heng's sleeves and said, "Third brother, please stay with us well before you leave."
