As for how to travel through time, the old man didn't tell me directly. He just told me to go home and have a good sleep for the last time.
The daughter-in-law was in a very complicated mood, neither happy nor sad. She knows that I can get better after traveling through time, and that I can live a better life with her when I come back. But there is no man in the family, and the man has to leave for at least two years. The couple is still a little reluctant to part with each other for a hundred days.
In the evening, she specially made four hard dishes, all of which are my favorites: dried tofu with sharp peppers, stir-fried mung bean sprouts with garlic sprouts, sauerkraut, white meat and blood sausage, soy bone sticks, and a jar of white wine. My wife also brought me two bottles of beer, and we wanted to have a good chat. This must be the first time since we got married.
Unexpectedly, after a few glasses of wine, my wife would either cry or laugh, and soon she would start to lose her temper. But my head is still clear.
"Master, that's not right. You are talking about that talented man. How did he know that you can carve monuments and carve the names of people wrongly? There is another one who allows you to travel through time without letting you talk nonsense. Please tell the truth. , but how did he know that? Isn’t it too strange?”
"Actually, I'm confused too."
Yes, to be honest, it is indeed my shortcoming. I have suffered a lot in the past.
I remember that in my second year as a soldier, I worked as a clerk in a company. The company commander’s family lived in the company for more than half a year.
At that time, the company's food expenses were sufficient. The soldiers could not see a few pieces of meat for several days, and the pigs raised by the company were as thin as hemp sticks. The good parts of the pig's body and the dirty parts of the pig's body must be reserved for the company commander's family. Not to mention, the cooking class has to arrange for someone to prepare two dishes for each of three meals a day.
Before eating, the correspondent and I had to carry the food from the cooking squad to the company headquarters while it was hot, and then we went back to the canteen to eat.
The soldiers couldn't see the smell of oil, and they had opinions every time they came and went. The deputy company commander and division chief in charge of logistics also dared to be angry but dared not speak out, and could only complain in private.
It happened that I was worried that I had no material for writing a manuscript, because at that time the superior business department required the instructors of each company to publish a manuscript in the army newspaper every year. The instructor had no time to write and gave me the task, which I have not yet completed.
I think it is a problem that the company commander’s family members have been eating our soldiers’ food expenses for free for a long time. I asked other units and other companies that this is also the case. I think I should write a manuscript to reflect on it, but I am afraid of offending the company commander. Deputy company commander Bai Zhi The idea came to me so that I could try it out by submitting a manuscript under a pseudonym in the form of a letter from a reader.
It didn’t matter what I tried. Within a week, the manuscript I wrote was published in the “Readers’ Friends” column of the largest newspaper in the army. For a while, "What should I do if my family members are overstaying their accommodation for a long time?" 》This manuscript actually triggered a heated discussion among the officers and soldiers of the entire army, and the manuscript was rated as good news of the month.
After that, the higher-level logistics department issued a strict order requiring all units to conduct self-examination and comprehensively clean up the issue of long-term overaccommodation of family members. Under this situation, our sister-in-law was very helpless and had no choice but to return to her hometown with the child in her arms.
Although our company commander was a rough guy, he was very attentive. He always felt that something was wrong. One day he accidentally discovered the manuscript I wrote in the correspondent's drawer. Now he was so angry that he wanted to get angry at me, but he had to put it down, but he made a note of it in his mind and gave me little shoes to wear after that.
But my habit of telling the truth has never improved.
Now the old man specially reminds me of this aspect. Even if I see through the matter over there, I can't say it. It seems that they have seen through me.
My wife was reluctant to let me go, so she wanted to talk to me, but she fainted after two bottles of wine.
At this time, the wind suddenly started blowing outside the window.
The two wooden windows in the main room of my house opened by themselves.
My body began to feel lighter and I could not help but float in the wind. My wife panicked and hurriedly pulled my feet with her hands, but her strength seemed to be very weak and she was not able to hold my feet at all. She was shouting something with all her strength, but I could no longer hear her.
My body no longer obeys me.
All the trees, crops, sun and other things in front of me suddenly lost their color and were all gray. There were mountains, earthen houses and so on. It felt like they were just a few lines, not such clear objects.
This unknown object formed a rotating vortex in just a short time before our eyes. This vortex is like a moving feeling from inside to outside, from near to far. Very quiet and ethereal mood. He seemed to be already in this whirlpool, as if he were a point or a small dust. In the dust, you can still see the daughter-in-law crying on the ground. But at this moment, he seemed to be hollowed out again, with no strength and no voice.
…
Another gust of cold wind blew over my head.
I had been laid across the horse's back, with my feet and head hanging downward.
The mouth, numb, rubbed the horse's belly left and right.
My whole body was sore and weak, and I felt like I was falling apart.
The little water in his stomach was vomited out one by one.
Not to mention, war horses understand human nature.
Hearing the movement of the person being carried, he automatically stopped.
I was slowly and gently lifted off the horse and placed on the only hay field.
There is thick white snow all around.
Bai Xue suddenly reflected a face.
My eyes widened.
Golden lock?
Why are you? Where are we?
I wanted to ask, but no sound came out.
I can't open my mouth, and my tongue doesn't listen to me.
I tried to keep my eyes open and raised my eyebrows, hoping that Jin Suo could see me.
But Jinsuo didn't know it at all and just moved around on my body.
My whole body was numb and I had no feeling.
…
Of course I don't know what happened in the second half of yesterday night.
It turns out that according to the arrangement of the golden lock, the hunter explained the story of pouring water into the bear's paw, which is commonly used by hunters, in a complete and flawless manner.
Coupled with the cooperation with the general, I successfully became a scapegoat.
Fortunately, Lieutenant General Chen Qiang came out to intercede, and I was spared the death penalty. However, I could not escape the punishment of living, and I received a severe beating.
I was beaten half to death, and four soldiers held me by the hands and feet, holding me on the ground, and threw me into the stable.
In the end, only two soldiers were left to guard, and everyone dispersed.
It wasn't until midnight that Jin Suo, dressed in night clothes and a veil, knocked down the guarding soldiers, rescued me from the stable, helped me onto the horse, and escaped from the camp.
The patrol team that was alerted returned after chasing for a while.
…
Fortunately, at dawn, Jin Suo helped me to a farm.
A kind-hearted old couple allowed us to stay and recuperate in the back room.
On this day, two old men were gathering dry firewood in the yard. Jinsuo and I were basking in the sun.
I asked him,
"Jin Weiwei, there is something I have always wanted to ask you. Why are you risking your life to save me? Aren't you afraid of losing your head? Moreover, I never understand, what is the matter with that needle? Your dynasty does not produce such a thing? "
Jinsuo responded,
"Your main task now is to recover from your injuries. Don't think about anything else. I am your brother. How can you not save your brother when he is in trouble?"
There is nothing wrong with Jinsuo's words.
"Then let me ask you, Jinsuo, where are we? Can we still return to the camp?"
Jin Suo smiled and patted my shoulder gently,
"This is the border area between Yan State and Liang State. We can't go back from this! Wait until you recover from your injuries. I will take you to Daliang State to make a fortune. Do you agree?"
"Of course I agree. Anyway, for a cook like me, the Yan and Liang countries are just a living thing. It's just that you are a personal bodyguard under the general's tent. Isn't it in vain that you have been scratched to this position?"
"Well, don't worry about it! I've already had enough of being an official and an errand!"
"Really? Well, if you don't feel sorry, I'll rest assured. From now on, I'll hang out with your golden lock guard!"
Jin Suo smiled and said,
"What about the guards? We are good buddies, good brothers. From now on, you can call me Jinsuo, and I will call you Bancheng. What happened in the past between you and me will be treated as if no one can tell anyone about it in the future. Do you know that if you come, you will be killed?"
"Okay! As an official, if you can be brothers with me, a cook, your life will be worth living!"
Although I didn’t quite understand what Jin Suo said, I still high-fived Jin Suo together. The moment we high-fived, my body felt sore again.
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