After hearing this, Jiang also turned to look at him, not knowing when Wei Lin had changed from squatting to sitting, sitting cross-legged on the ground very relaxed. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Jiang Ye looking at him, Wei Lin also turned his head to meet Jiang Ye's eyes and said, "No wonder the general's cooking skills are so good..."
"Well..." Jiang nodded in agreement, no one cared that the focus seemed to be misplaced.
No one expected that Xue Ziqin had an adoptive father before. Listening to his words, he addressed that adoptive father as if he had more respect than Xue Changfeng. Wei Lin heard Xue Ziqin call Xue Changfeng an old man more than once, but the person he told the boy just now was seriously called Manager Song. Jiang didn't pay much attention to this. Instead, he remembered another thing and whispered, "Remember that drinking time? It was just a small talk, saying that the general had a goggle."
"Huh? Can't remember."
"Then what do you remember?" Jiang also complained.
Wei Lin smiled: "Remember your... hum."
Jiang unhappily stretched out his hand and grabbed the flesh in Wei Lin's elbow.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, you go on to say..." Wei Lin was in pain, his expression a little distorted.
Jiang also stopped his hand with satisfaction, and then said: "It is said that the general has a goggle with the word 'Song' on it. It seems that this person gave it..."
"Oh, that seems to be the case." Wei Lin said, putting his ear on the tent again, "Shh, the general started talking again, then listen."
…
Xue Ziqin said that he was not good at telling stories, but he was not humble at all. He said things from left to right when he was a child, and he said it in reverse. From the big thing to "the harvest was not good that year", to the small thing to "the best pastry in the imperial kitchen is the crystal crab yellow bun", he said whatever he thought of, Cen Lixuan didn't think he was messing up, and kept watching him and listening to him, Occasionally, I will ask a question or two in cooperation.
The story goes that Xue Ziqin was recognized by Xue Changfeng as his adopted son, so Xue Ziqin stopped and went to a few cases to pour a cup of tea to moisten his throat.
Seeing that Xue Ziqin had no intention of continuing, Cen Lixuan asked, "What about after that? I still want to hear it."
Xue Ziqin put down the teacup and sat back next to him. Probably because he was chatting for a long time, he was very relaxed today. Cen Lixuan wanted him to accompany him, so it would be fine if he didn't go out today. Xue Ziqin thought so, and replied gently, "You also listened, I can't tell stories."
"Then just tell me about your childhood." Cen Lixuan blinked, looking innocent and cute.
Xue Ziqin thought for a while and said, "It's just some trivial matters in the military camp, there's nothing to talk about."
"Cousin didn't rely on his uncle's identity to become a general, right?"
If the person who spoke was not Cen Lixuan, but someone else, Xue Ziqin would be angered immediately. But the person who was speaking was Cen Lixuan - when he said this, his expression didn't change at all, as if he was just asking something irrelevant, not someone who wanted to satirize Xue Ziqin or something.
Xue Ziqin was stunned for a while, naturally not angry, and replied calmly, "The temperament of the adoptive father, it is impossible for me to pave the way for me."
"Then cousin can be regarded as a general, he must have a lot of experience, can you tell me?"
Xue Ziqin pondered for a long time, then heaved a long sigh, and said in a very relaxed tone: "Well, when I first came to the military camp, it was nothing more than doing chores. At that time, I was only eight years old, and I couldn't even lift a knife. Helping with the logistics, it took two years to start training with the recruits who are recruited every year."
"and after?"
"Later, I started fighting at the age of thirteen, became an infantry battalion commander at the age of fourteen, became a lieutenant at the age of seventeen, and was appointed a general at the age of twenty-one.
Cen Lixuan actually laughed when he heard it: "I didn't expect that cousin would still be slippery."
"This is also considered slippery?" Xue Ziqin lowered his head slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Cen Lixuan's face. The hair on his forehead fell and made it a little itchy, so he put it behind his ears, revealing his entire face. The scars on the natural face are also exposed. Originally, Cen Lixuan was leaning on the soft pillow. He was half lying down and listened to Xue Ziqin talking about the past. Seeing Xue Ziqin like this, he stretched out his hand and lightly touched Xue Ziqin's face.
First on the cheeks, and then with the index finger, he gently traced the two old scars that crossed and said: "Cousin said it so lightly, he became an infantry battalion commander in one year, and the story in it must be very exciting."
"What else?" Immediately aware that Cen Lixuan had not finished speaking, Xue Ziqin simply asked him to say it all.
"Also... Where did this injury come from, cousin?"
The wound was itchy from the warmth of Cen Lixuan's fingertips. It was obviously healed many years ago, but because of his touch, it was like new flesh growing. Xue Ziqin couldn't get used to this kind of throbbing, so he reached out and grabbed Cen Lixuan's thin wrist, put his hand in the quilt, tucked the quilt for him and said, "I'll let Zhong Yi come over to see when you can get out of bed. ."
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Wei Linzheng heard Xing, he was very interested in where the injury on Xue Ziqin's face came from, but he didn't expect Xue Ziqin to say nothing. Wei Lin couldn't control his emotions, he suddenly slapped Jiang Ye's thigh and said, "I took off my pants and didn't say anything?"
The force of this shot is really not small, and Jiang also gasped with a "hiss". He almost cried out and said sadly, "He didn't say why you beat me?"
Only then did Wei Lin realize that he seemed to have used too much force just now and slapped Jiang Ye on the thigh. He turned his head to look at Jiang Ye, this time it was Jiang Ye's turn to have changed from squatting to sitting cross-legged. Wei Lin stretched out his hand and touched the place he had just shot, "I'm sorry, I got emotional and made a mistake."
"..." Jiang also shook off Wei Lin's hand, rubbed himself on his thigh, and said, "I actually want to listen to it."
The conversation in the general's tent had completely stopped, and it seemed that Xue Ziqin really went to Zhong Yi for a routine check on the boy. Wei Lin got up from the ground, first patted off the dust on his butt, and then extended his hand to Jiang. Jiang was also naturally impolite, grabbing Wei Lin's hand and standing up from the ground.
Wei Lin naturally went around behind him and helped him pat the ashes.
Jiang also ducked uncomfortably and said, "I'll do it myself."
"Don't, you can't see the back, I'll take a clean picture for you." Wei Lin said.
"Come on," Jiang also immediately took a few steps back, hiding far away, "Aren't you trying to take advantage of me?"
"Wow, don't treat a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain." Wei Lin had no choice but to give up, patted his hands in front of him, dusted off all the dust, and said, "General Xue is so fierce, who can stand on his face? What about the two left?"
Jiang also listened in a daze and said, "Huh? Are you concerned about this?"
"Yeah, aren't you?"
"No." Jiang Ye said, "I'm just curious how he became an infantry battalion commander within a year, and you still have this virtue after four years."
"Hey, hey, just speak, don't scold." Wei Lin said dissatisfiedly, "But the general doesn't want to talk about these things, can we also ask?"
"Ask who, did you make a mistake? We are now evading training, and if we are caught, we will practice at night..."
"Um..." Wei Lin frowned slightly, and actually thought about it carefully, "How about I ask Lieutenant General Zhou Xiao Zhou?"
"what?"
"I remember that he seems to have the deepest friendship with General Xue, and he must know it."
Jiang was also at a loss for his seriousness, so he could only remind him aloud: "Even if you ask, Lieutenant General Zhou may not tell you."
"You're right, it's my brother Jiang." Wei Lin nodded, "Then you can think of a way to let Vice Admiral Zhou speak."
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you, I'll go to training." Jiang Ye said as he turned around and walked towards the training ground, ignoring Wei Lin's whims.
The words were divided into two parts. Xue Ziqin left the general's tent, but he didn't really go to Zhong Yi. He just told Cen Lijin just now that he was just looking for an excuse to leave.
Because what Cen Lixuan wanted to know was something he didn't want to mention.
As a result, that day, Xue Ziqin inspected everywhere in the barracks, until it was dark, he went to Zhong Yi's place to take Zhong Yi to check on Cen Lixuan's health. Xue Ziqin has been taking good care of him, plus Zhong Yi's excellent medical skills, the broken rib is almost healed, and in a few days, he should be able to get out of bed and move around.
Hearing Zhong Yi say this, Cen Lixuan had a rare look of joy on his face.
Seeing that more than half of the winter has passed, and spring will start in a few days, Xue Ziqin secretly has a plan: when the weather is fine, he will simply take him out for spring. Bored.
That night.
Since that day, Cen Lixuan warmly invited Xue Ziqin to sleep with him. Cen Lixuan slept honestly and Xue Ziqin slept peacefully. After a few days, he really didn't want to fall back to the ground.
In the dead of night, Xue Ziqin suddenly woke up.
I seemed to be dreaming something before, but suddenly I woke up, and I couldn't remember what I was dreaming at all. The light in the general's tent was dim, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Cen Lixuan sleeping peacefully beside him. When Cen Lixuan fell asleep, the indifference disappeared. Xue Ziqin looked at his delicate facial features, and the eyelashes that moved up and down slightly following his breathing, the impulse that had always been unique to Cen Lixuan began to stir in his heart again.
Xue Ziqin was a little fascinated, and it took a while for his mind to become completely clear. Only then did he realize that there seemed to be an unfamiliar touch on his thigh—Cen Lixuan's hand was resting on his thigh.
To be precise, it was on the inside of his thigh, and his tail finger even touched something on his lower body.
He was still brazenly stubborn.
Such a thing was inevitably embarrassing, Xue Ziqin could only move back, trying to distance himself from Cen Lixuan. But the general's couch was only so big, he was sleeping on the edge, and he almost fell off when he moved back. Xue Ziqin subconsciously moved back quickly, his movements were a bit big, his whole body was like hugging Cen Lixuan, and his hand was on his shoulder.
It was also at this moment that Xue Ziqin realized how thin he was when he accidentally took him into his arms.
But the upper body is fine, even if they embrace each other to sleep, it is not a rare thing. But after the two were so close, Cen Lixuan's hand was not only on his thigh, but on his stiff little brother.
The drowsiness disappeared, Xue Ziqin was nervously motionless, for fear of waking Cen Lixuan, the scene became even more embarrassing.