Juntian map

Under the endless blue sky is endless smoke.

War is like a natural disaster that cannot be reversed by human power. After the natural disaster, the village is no longer a village, the town is no longer a town, the county is no longer a county, and the city is no longer a city.

...They are all ruins that look deserted.

The broken walls, the pouring beams, the charred mounds of soil after the wind and sand pass by, and the dead grass growing on the mounds, if we have to say the difference between these ruins, it is nothing more than the great desolation and the small desolation.

Under the jurisdiction of Xinling County, the Great Yan Empire, it was already rare after being trampled by 60,000 cavalry in the Western Yizhou.

The refugee waves everywhere are like snowballs. As Xueer walked along the way, the refugee team around her continued to grow, from the first few hundred people to the current huge crowd of people migrating.

They had been in a state of escape for more than a month, but had never seen a city where the sun shone in the early morning.

...

Twilight shrouds the desolate county town.

After the destruction, a child could be vaguely seen in the mansion where the lintel once shined.

That was a little girl.

The little girl held the sweet potatoes she picked up in her arms. They were originally raw, but they were burned black by the fire after the war.

Now it doesn't look like a stone lion that fell asleep in front of the mansion of a wealthy family. The little boy ran over excitedly when he saw his sister. The boy, who was already hungry and weak, stood up with the stone lion.

"elder sister."

"Look, brother."

"Is it a sweet potato?"

"Yeah, you eat it."

The little boy held the charred sweet potato and ate it with a big mouthful of mouth, his face full of grief and a happy smile.

The younger brother handed the sweet potatoes that he didn't eat much after taking one bite to his sister.

The little girl took a small bite and handed it to her brother again.

The refugee tide surged into Xinling, which had long been abandoned in the county. Although it was silent all the way, the migration of thousands of people was quite moving.

When the sister saw the team walking towards this side from afar, she instinctively hugged her younger brother. The two of them were frightened with the only food they had in the past two days and squatted down quietly.

Cover your body with the falling stone lion.

The refugees did not continue to rush on their way. The days of running around had already made most people unable to resist their fatigue. The people who were walking in the front simply sat down with the rocks beside the road.

Refugees choose places to lie down.

Xueer helped a mother-in-law named Wu sit on the wooden board, and then hugged the mother-in-law's little granddaughter and leaned down.

After finally getting a short rest, the refugees took out the big cakes prepared for avoiding disasters and swallowed them with the few remaining water.

Then it was late at night.

All the refugees who flocked to Xinling County fell asleep and fell into a nightmare that was not known as prosperous or chaotic.

The siblings hiding behind the stone lion slowly poked their heads out.

The cool moonlight reflected two pale little faces that were afraid of strangers, as if the sister and brother had made difficult decisions looked at each other. The two homeless children quietly approached the sleeping refugee group.

They are so hungry.

They just want to eat.

The siblings who had never been a thief took advantage of the late night to walk to a pair of in-laws who were leaning against each other and entered their dreams. The little boy stretched out his hand.

The little boy got the bag from his in-laws' arms, but was surprised to shock the sleeping person.

"The thief steals things."

The old lady started shouting.

The old man also started shouting.

The brother and brother were so scared that they were scattered. They were stunned for a long time before they thought of scattering their legs and ran away.

The refugee compatriots who were wandering around were awakened one after another.

After hearing the whole story clearly, the young and strong man caught up with the young brother who had to be a thief for the first time in order to survive. The man who had already lost his family felt endless aggrieved and had nowhere to let go, carrying the little boy in one hand

The collar was lifted up.

The young lady cried anxiously.

He pulled his brother's feet with tears on his face and cried and shouted, "I won't dare to do it next time, please let us go."

"Please let my brother go."

The little girl knelt down.

The stubborn little boy also cried.

The middle-aged man said with a ferocious expression: "Let me let you go? Who is willing to let me go?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and wanted to slap the child.

Xueer scolded behind her: "Slow down."

The middle-aged man turned his head reluctantly and threw the boy aside.

Xueer's eyes showed a little shock, and the windy skirt under her feet was flying, and a flash of lightning caught the boy without any danger.

Xueer held the boy and put it down.

The young lady ran over and the two homeless children hugged each other and cried together.

Xueer protected her two children behind her.

More and more refugees came around.

The middle-aged man snatched back the bag for his in-laws and still kept his sleeves. He rolled up his sleeves: "Who are you? Didn't you see this kid stealing our stuff?"

Before Xue'er could speak, the little girl behind her pulled Xue'er's skirt timidly, her bright eyes flashed, and she said in a weak voice like a mosquito and flies: "Aunt, we are just hungry."

Now.”

Xueer smiled and wiped the little girl's cheek: "It's okay to have an aunt here."

Xueer stroked her forehead and turned to look at the man in front of her: "Brother, the child is just hungry, so you don't remember the villain's life, so don't know them."

Xueer, who had been in exile for a long time and knew a little bit of human nature, knew that the other party would not give up, so she took off the jade bracelet given by the emperor when she was tenth birthday and gave it to the man.

The man looked at the jade bracelet without saying a word.

The old couple who lost their bag behind him slowly walked over and looked at the pity of the brothers and sisters. They remembered the lost grandson who was scattered when the city was broken. The old woman's wrinkled hands wiped the vicissitudes of life.

Tears.

The man returned the burden to the old couple.

The old woman took out the only piece of dry cake from the bag and walked to Xueer: "That's a bad child. There are only so many left of the old woman. Let's eat them first."

Tears appeared in Xue'er's spiritual eyes: "Mother-in-law."

The old woman smiled kindly and waved to the siblings behind Xueer: "It's okay. I'm old and I don't have much food."

My sister understood her mother-in-law's kindness, but she was still a little afraid.

She looked up at Xueer.

What a beautiful sister, kind sister.

Xueer bent down and gently pointed the little girl's nose: "Thank you mother-in-law now."

For some reason, the little girl who had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with Xueer finally walked forward bravely.

The sister held her brother's hand.

Four dirty little hands took the dry cake: "Thank you, mother-in-law."

The refugees dispersed one after another.

Who is a worldly dying person, who will have the heart to see other people’s jokes?

Xueer led her brother and grandma Wu to gather together.

Grandma Wu has a very well-behaved granddaughter. When she saw her partner who was about her age, the little girl asked curiously: "My name is Wu Shengman, what are your name?"

"My name is Chen Changping."

"My name is Chen Changsheng."

...

Seeing the three children who didn't know the sufferings of the world, Xueer, who was beside her, couldn't help but remember the scene when she met Ling'er in the palace when she was a child.

There is also the emperor brother who loves her. Brother Changfeng, Brother Xingyun, and her ten-sen comrades in the academy.

Xueer held the token of the Cross Comrade in her soft palm.

"Things are different from people."