Lin Chujiu came from a medical background. Although she also worked for the country later, she was also a special agent related to her major. She didn't understand war at all, and she didn't know how to direct it. For her, fighting was a departure from her. It's a long way off, but what about now
But she was in the battlefield, holding millions of soldiers and horses, doing the thing of dispatching troops, and a single sentence could decide the life and death of thousands, even tens of thousands.
Although Xiao Tianyao was in control of the situation at the rear, she only needed to follow Xiao Tianyao's request and give the order, but...
The battlefield is fickle, and it may be a new situation at a single breath. There are many unexpected situations, even Xiao Tianyao can't predict in advance, Xiao Tianyao can't make arrangements for her, in such a situation, she can only rely on herself.
In order not to lose face in front of the generals, let alone lose face abroad, Lin Chujiu paid attention to the battle situation during the day, secretly read military books at night, and studied with the veterans.
It's a pity that Lin Chujiu was only able to deal with small problems after suffering for a year. When it comes to dispatching troops and horses, Lin Chujiu still didn't dare to give orders lightly.
Yes, it's not that she won't, but she doesn't dare. It's not what she's good at or what she understands. Lin Chujiu doesn't have enough confidence in herself. She doesn't dare to give orders at will. , will result in the tragic death of soldiers.
You must know that this is a battlefield and is not a child's play. Her words are likely to make thousands of soldiers sacrifice in vain. Therefore, Lin Chujiu is very cautious about any order to deploy troops, even if it is a small order. , for fear of making a mistake.
In the battle against Nanman, Lin Chujiu maintained a state of high intensity, high tension and high pressure. For more than a year, she was almost neurastheniac. Seeing that Nanman was about to lose, this one. The battle was about to end, and Lin Chujiu really wanted to laugh at the sky.
It was finally over, she finally did not have to continue to take command, even if it was to convey Xiao Tianyao's order, she was under a lot of pressure.
She was afraid, afraid of saying the wrong thing, misunderstanding Xiao Tianyao's meaning, and giving the wrong order.
She is not hard-hearted and sensible enough. She is really not the material to lead soldiers. Every day on the battlefield is a torment for her, especially on the front line she can't see her son, which makes her even more painful.
One year and three months, a full one and three months, she did not see her Xiaozifu, she missed her Xiaozifu's childhood, did not take care of Xiaozifu when he was sick, did not need her when Xiaozifu needed her , accompany her.
She is not a qualified mother, she is such a failure.
Seeing that Nanman was about to die, Lin Chujiu started to prepare to move back to the DPRK, but before she could defeat Nanman, Seiwu and Beili sent troops again. At that moment, Lin Chujiu almost wanted to kill.
She doesn't want to stay on the battlefield at all, let alone continue to take command. She just wants to go home and hug her boy Fu, but she can't. It's okay to stay at the back of the battlefield and provide logistical support for the army. Anyway, she really doesn't want to. , Like a man, sitting in the tent and commanding thousands of troops, this is really embarrassing for her.
The first moment she got the news, Lin Chujiu couldn't sit still. She immediately used military channels to send a letter to Xiao Tianyao, expressing her longing for Zifu and her hatred for the war.
Yes, Lin Chujiu hates war. War can bring unification of the world, but it also brings lingering pain to ordinary people.
The war was too cruel. She didn't want to watch this kind of large-scale war again in her lifetime, and she didn't want to see the tragic state of corpses scattered all over the place and not being burnt cleanly.
When the letter got out, Lin Chujiu thought that Xiao Tianyao would soon come to replace her and replace her.
He came, not only by himself, but also with the boy Fu that Lin Chujiu was thinking of.
Xiao Zifu is more than four years old, and the virtual age is five years old. I don't know if it was raised too well this year, or Xiao Tianyao's father was too strict. The four-year-old Xiaozifu has no baby fat and is taller than ordinary children, but His face was fine and he looked healthy.
Of course, this is not the most important thing. Because of the poison in the womb, Xiaozifu was very weak at birth. When there are very few white fats, most of them are thin. Lin Chujiu also knows her son. Just like Xiao Jiu Shao, he is fat and fat.
What she paid attention to was not her son's stature, but her son's every move, the temperament exuding all over his body, and the politeness and unfamiliarity to her mother.
Her son was only four years old, but he already had the charm of a noble child, his small face was tensed, and even facing her mother, he was polite and unfamiliar.
"Mother concubine." After a year, the boy Fu saw Lin Chujiu again. He didn't jump into her arms and say he missed her as Lin Chujiu expected, and he didn't have red eyes as Lin Chujiu thought. Holding her coquettishly, calling her mother.
Her boy Fu looked at her with ruthlessness in his eyes, but he was very restrained in his behavior, like a little adult who couldn't see his true feelings and emotions from the outside.
"Zifu, don't you remember your mother-in-law?" Lin Chujiu suppressed the sourness and self-blame in her heart, squatted in front of Xiaozifu, and asked softly.
She is not a qualified mother, so it is right that Xiaozifu doesn't remember her, she is just a little lost.
"Concubine, you think too much, how could the son forget you, concubine... the son has grown up." Xiao Zifu looked helpless and glanced at Xiao Tianyao secretly, seeing that his father was really looking at him with a reproachful look. He made his mother-in-law sad.
Xiaozifu sighed slightly, and took himself to the ground to hug Lin Chujiu, his little hand patted her back lightly, and his childish voice did not fluctuate at all: "Mother concubine, my son will never forget you if he forgets anyone."
His father's study is full of portraits of his mother and concubine, and he has five hours a day this year, studying with his father in the study. He can paint his mother and concubine with his eyes closed, how could he forget .
Holding her son's small and soft body, Lin Chujiu was finally cured, but she was still a little sad: "Seeing that you are so indifferent to the mother-in-law, Zifu, the mother-in-law thought you forgot me."
"Mother concubine, I have grown up." Xiao Zifu sighed again, using a childish tone, saying what only adults would say.
When he doesn't want to pester his mother, doesn't he want to act like a spoiled child
His father didn't allow it, and he taught him so many things every day that he couldn't learn it. How could he have time to think about his mother and concubine.
Hearing Xiaozifu's calm tone, Lin Chujiu felt so sad that she couldn't tell, and couldn't help thinking to herself: How did her Xiaozifu spend this year
How did he change from a delicate child to a little adult in just one year
Of course, Lin Chujiu wouldn't ask him face to face. He hugged his son and talked for a long time, venting his thoughts and mother's love, and settling down Xiaozifu's daily life, Lin Chujiu would have time to pay attention to Xiao Tianyao and ask Xiao Tianyao. How did you bring your children this year
Why did her boy Fu become a weaker version of Xiao Tianyao