A small piece of grass between the bluestone slabs was trampled by pedestrians, and the trees on the side of the road were green. The spring breeze has come, and the street is no longer gray. It looks much better.
The chill hadn't gone, but the bright sunshine warmed his body somewhat. A local dog was lazily basking in the sun in front of a house, wagging its tail briskly.
The streets are a bit crowded today.
Two people walked past it, and the dog's eyelids lifted a little, but they drooped again without paying attention.
"So many people are going to the city gate?"
"Isn't it? The people who fought outside have returned, and they have been away for several months."
"Have you heard that the girl from the Yang family sits in front of the door every day waiting for her man to come back, and even borrowed money to make him a new dress."
"Hey, I don't know if her man can come back."
"Don't say unlucky words."
The two of them chatted and saw that they were about to reach the city gate. I heard that Lord Beihai Prime Minister Kong also came today, so he should be at the city gate at this time.
There were a lot of people crowded on both sides of the street, and the people behind couldn't see the appearance in front of the city gate clearly.
From a distance, the city gate was opened, and the sound of soldiers and horses marching was heard on the street. The sound of chariots and horses marching was clear and clear, and the flags on the army formation were fluttering in the wind.
It must be that the voice was a little noisy. The ear of the dog dozing off in front of the room moved its ears, and opened its eyes, only to see soldiers' boots and horseshoe wheels strewn about in the crowd.
In front of the crowd, a girl stood on tiptoe and looked at the faces of everyone in the army formation, as if she wanted to find the one she wanted to find.
She was holding a piece of clothing in her hand. The stitches on the clothes were fine, and it could be seen that every stitch was done with care.
After walking in the army for a long time, her neck was sore and she couldn't stand on tiptoe.
The girl still looked at everyone in the army obsessively.
She didn't see the person she was waiting for until all the soldiers and horses had passed by.
She stood in front of the city gate blankly, looking at the city gate, as if there was another person coming out of the city gate.
But no one came out again.
Pursing her lips, the girl gave a absent-minded smile and lowered her eyes.
On her hands, the clothes she had just made were already wet.
The road is crowded.
A girl in white clothes squeezed into the crowd, holding a sword, and squeezed to both sides of the road.
Standing on the side of the road, she saw soldiers in torn armor passing by.
She wanted to find her master, and asked if she had ever met a man named Lu Bu.
But she hasn't found her master yet, but she sees a prison van approaching.
A man covered in blood was locked on the prison cart, his broken wild goose feather hanging powerlessly behind his head, his armor was torn open, and he could see the original appearance completely.
The clothes under the armor are dirty and smelly, and the burly figure has lost a lot of weight, and the lowered face is stained with blood and sand.
In her memory, that person shouldn't be like that.
That person should have always been upright.
It should have been majestic, riding on a big red horse, leading soldiers and horses back, a great hero.
At this time, the hero was kneeling there.
Feeling that someone was watching him, Lu Bu raised his head and looked along the line of sight, but only saw a person pushing away from the crowd and running away.
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The soldiers and horses returned to the camp, and Gu Nan also returned to his mansion.
Surprisingly, I didn't see Lingqi. I didn't see Lingqi when I was in Cao's mansion, and I didn't see Lingqi when I returned home.
Probably went outside, wait a minute.
Lingqi has always been very reassuring, and usually, she will definitely come back before dinner.
Putting Wuge on the table, Gu Nan sat down.
In the classroom, her breathing gradually became even.
He was sitting and fell asleep.
This trip, she was indeed very tired.
"Tick tock."
With the sound of a drop of water, Gu Nan woke up, raised his eyes, and looked outside the door.
It's raining outside, and the spring rain is always continuous, and it will last for a long time.
It was almost dark.
"Qi'er?"
Called and waited for a while, but there was no response. Lingqi hadn't come back yet.
The sky was blue and black, and the wind and rain were swaying. The branches and leaves of the trees in the yard were swaying. Occasionally, a few leaves blown by the wind fell, and were hit by raindrops and landed on the corner of the wall.
Gu Nan stood up and took off the coir raincoat hanging on the hall.
She is ready to go out and look for it.
Putting on the coir raincoat and walking out of the hall, in the small courtyard, the sound of raindrops hitting the coir raincoat is soft, and the rain is slightly cold.
Just as he was about to open the door to go out, the door opened by itself.
Lingqi's body was drenched by the rain, and her hair was drenched by the side of her face.
"What's wrong?"
Gu Nan froze for a moment, then reached out to wipe the rain off her face, but what she did was warm.
"Go back to the house quickly and change your clothes, so as not to catch the cold."
As he said that, he turned around and prepared to fetch a piece of clothing.
"master."
The voice behind him was very soft, trembling, with some crying.
Gu Nan turned her head, in the rain, the girl's thin body looked very thin.
"Can you, don't kill dad..."
Only then did she realize that the girl was crying.
The girl knelt down in front of the door slowly, her white robe was stained with mud, she pressed her forehead to the ground, and she didn't know if it was rain or what was running down her face.
"Qi'er promises that father will not attack Qingzhou again, master, can you not kill father..."
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A woman was sitting in front of a table with needles and thread, and she was knitting something in her hands. She looked like a cloth man.
The Nabu man was a general, wearing a suit of heroic armor.
A little girl was lying at the table with her head propped on her hands.
She looked at the needlework in the woman's hand seriously and asked.
"Mother, what kind of person is father?"
"Ok?"
The woman turned her head to look at the girl with a slight smile on her face.
"Your father, he is a great hero."
"Big hero." The girl thought for a while, then asked again.
"Then why, dad never comes home?"
"Because." The woman's face showed a little lonely look.
He gently touched the half-woven cloth man with his hand.
"He's a great hero."
The girl pouted, unable to understand what the woman said.
Attention returned to the woman's hands.
"What is mother knitting?"
The woman smiled and put her hand on the girl's head: "I'm knitting your father."
"Father." The girl looked at the cloth man with fascination.
"Can I knit?"
"Okay, mother will teach you."
Yanmen, Taiyuan, and Luoyang, my parents were still there at that time.
At that time, they watched the sunset in Taiyuan and the lantern festival in Luoyang together. She was sitting on Dad's back, and Mother was beside her.
When she said where to go, Dad would take her there, and Mother always looked at them with a smile on her face.
She didn't know why, but she became like this now.
If there is a world where father is there, mother is there, and master is also there, that would be great.
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