A few days have passed since the last victory against the Huns, and there was a brief silence in the barracks of General Li Mu of Li Guo.
However, a diligent figure has been missing - that is Lin Wanyue whose thigh was cut with a machete.
Speaking of which, Lin Wanyue is a very special existence in the infantry battalion. It can be said that he is the only person in the entire infantry battalion who has survived in the past two years but has not been promoted. , If he hasn't been transferred and promoted for two years, then this person can definitely be regarded as a veteran of the infantry battalion. In addition, Lin Wanyue is usually strict with himself. Although he is not good at sociability, it can be said that he has no friends except Lin Yu.
But this does not mean that other people disrespect Lin Wanyue. In the military camp, the relationship between people is more pure. Everyone knows Lin Wanyue's efforts and bravery in battle, so this time Lin Wanyue was injured on her leg. The corporal leader, who did not participate in the training for several days in a row, didn't say anything.
But Lin Yu was very worried about this. Lin Yu knew very well what kind of person Lin Wanyue was. Lin Yu remembered that once Lin Wanyue was hit by a Hun war horse and his arm was broken, he reluctantly insisted on participating in the drill...
Thinking of this, Lin Yu recalled the scene of that day, a stream of dark red slowly flowed out from between Lin Wanyue's legs under his gaze, Lin Yu sighed heavily in his heart: A man has lost an important part, I am afraid This time, the blow to Brother Xing was great!
"Brother, it's time to eat." Lin Yu returned to the barracks tent with the sea bowl that he had eaten. He saw Lin Wanyue sitting on his wooden bed with a pale face, holding a wooden board in his hand and rubbing it.
"Brother? It's time to eat." Lin Yu sat next to Lin Wanyue and handed the bowl to Lin Wanyue. Lin Wanyue was pulled back from her memory and saw Lin Yu's concerned face, and gave the other a consoling smile. : "Thank you, the injury on my leg is much better. I will participate in training tomorrow."
Lin Yu was silent for a while, and said vaguely while lying on the bowl of rice: "The injury on the leg can be big or small, and the Huns should be honest for ten days and a half months after this fight, and it's not autumn now. , the Huns don't need to hoard food for the winter, they shouldn't come so diligently, you see, our meat slices are thin."
Lin Wanyue was amused by Lin Yu's words and grinned, she wanted to laugh but couldn't think of it...
Lin Wanyue looked down at the food in the bowl, but she didn't have much appetite. The crisis of menarche made her almost breathless: From joining the army at the age of fourteen to now, Lin Wanyue has always thought that as long as she trains hard, she will pay more than others. Several times of hard work can always make up for his gender disadvantage, but he forgets that girls will come to Sunflower Water. When he is sixteen, after his menarche, he can be regarded as an adult. For ordinary family members It is a meaningful thing for the girl who is a girl, but for me, it is the danger of being beheaded...
Seeing Lin Wanyue holding the bowl with a pale face and a heavy heart, Lin Yu tried to divert Lin Wanyue's attention and asked, "Brother, what is the piece of wood you just took? You even brought it to the battlefield. by my side."
When Lin Wanyue heard the words, she put the sea bowl aside, turned around and took the wooden board behind her: "What did you say?"
"Yeah." Lin Yu took the opportunity to look at the wooden board in Lin Wanyue's hand, and saw that there was nothing surprising, except that there were rows of uneven scratches on a flat hard board.
"It's not something uncommon, it's just an ordinary wooden board I brought from my hometown."
"What's the scratch on that?"
"This..." Lin Wanyue said calmly, hooking the corner of her mouth and extending her fingers to the scratches on the wooden board. "Every time I kill a Huns, I will carve it on this wooden board."
Hearing Lin Wanyue's explanation, Lin Yu opened his mouth wide and looked at Lin Wanyue with a puzzled face.
Lin Wanyue didn't let Lin Yu think about it for too long, and explained to herself: "I'm just afraid that I'll forget, if I hurt my brain one day, I'll just forget it, I have to remember this, tell me today. Hello, if one day I die no matter what the circumstances, please take this board to a place called Chanjuan Village in Daze County, burn this board for me at the head of the village, and then... say , Feixing has tried his best."
Lin Wanyue's voice was very soft and her expression was light, but Lin Yu heard an indescribable desolation.
"I don't care. If you want to burn your own hands and burn it, you will say something depressing. Brother, we two brothers have to make achievements together!"
After hearing Lin Yu's consolation, Lin Wanyue murmured in a low self-deprecating voice, "What's the use of someone like me making achievements?"
Hearing this in Lin Yu's ears had another meaning, seeing that Lin Wanyue had said it so "obviously" Lin Yu didn't want to hide it, put down his job and said to Lin Wanyue seriously: "Brother, in fact your I know it all!"
With a "slap" sound, the wooden board in Lin Wanyue's hand fell off and fell to the ground. At this time, Lin Wanyue's mind was blank: Is he going to be beheaded? Is that what happened to you? But there are still sixty...
Seeing that Lin Wanyue's face turned pale, Lin Yu confirmed his conjecture, so he continued: "Brother, I know you hurt the guy who inherited the lineage, but don't be discouraged, you can survive in the military camp. Fortunately, if I marry a daughter-in-law in the future, I will definitely give you a big fat boy, don't worry, brother."
Succession? adopt? big fat boy...
Lin Wanyue's brain turned quickly and she quickly understood what Lin Yu meant. So...Is that so
All of a sudden, the big stone that Lin Wanyue was pressing on her heart was half gone, her face softened, and she patted Lin Yu on the shoulder and said, "Okay, we all have to live well."
Lin Yu saw that Lin Wanyue's expression was much brighter, and his heart became happy. The two "brothers" happily ate a meal, no more talk.
After eating, Lin Yu left the tent with an empty bowl and told Lin Wanyue to take a good rest. Lin Wanyue lay on the bed and exhaled heavily. There was a kind of rejoicing in her heart for the rest of her life, but danger still existed. It made Lin Wanyue unable to laugh.
Lin Wanyue remembered what her mother once told her about a girl's menstrual period when she was thirteen years old. After her menarche, the girl grew up and would come every month on a fixed day. Hide in the past, but later
Lin Wanyue held the wooden board with fifty-eight scratches deep and shallow on her chest, and her memory returned to Chanjuan Village again...
The mountains there, the water there, the people there...
Village Chief Yang, who loves his people like a son, Zhang Baochang, who is just and selfless, Aunt Wu’s corn cakes are especially sweet, Er Niu from the west end of the village always bullies Feixing, and when he was eight years old, he suddenly moved to the village and lived at the east end of the village. Lao Langzhong, he never charges for medical treatment. He was originally a person who should be respected, but he must be called Lao Langzhong...
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in Lin Wanyue's mind: "Hey! You girl, you don't need to touch this herb!"
The old man has always liked him very much, and he was willing to run to him. Later, he began to teach himself some pharmacology and recognize herbs...
At the age of fourteen, he was already able to cure some small colds and small headaches. I remember one day in the old man's medicine house, Lin Wanyue saw a black herb and wanted to reach out to help crush it, but she was always kind. The old man got angry, snatched the herbs from his hands, and murdered himself...
Lin Wanyue cried angrily. Later, the old man said to her: "You girl, you really don't know good people. You burned half of your body when you spent the second uncle doing corvée. Now the sores are burning and the poison will not fade. This herb is ah It is called Yaowanghua. It is the best to treat fire poison with a few mild herbs, but if it is eaten alone, it is very bad. Especially for girls, Yaowanghua is a big cold thing. You little girl can't be a mother in the future, the old man is kind to save you, you are still crying, hurry up, wipe..."
I don't know why the vague memory suddenly became clear, Lin Wanyue straightened up from the wooden bed with a "ho": "Medicine King Flower!"