Chapter 100: I'm blocked

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No one knew He Mulan's remorse for what the villagers said. This is a sense of guilt that no one else can understand.
She replaced Hua Mulan's life, messing up her present and future. She got her memory, but only recalled the specific content when she could trigger it. For this reason, she didn't know that Hua Mulan had a bunch of friends in the same robes waiting for help or waiting for care. .
Now that she is here, everyone tells her that the people you are looking for are dead. Is dying in the time when you have no news. Although He Mulan knew some of these strange things in her mind, her strong guilt forced her to start making random guesses, circulating in her mind endlessly the words of self-blame such as "I am late because I am late".
Because of this, when He Mulan saw the woman emerging from the hut beside the grave, it was not a relief, but a sense of anger that was fooled and deceived.
Is it a place where people live in this wild and wild place? What the is going on and needs to treat a hero's family like this?
Qiulin Mozhen died on the battlefield to the end, in order to protect such a group of wives and children who ignored him and lived near the grave, and even said to the relatives and friends who visited him without any psychological burden, saying "the people of the Qiulin family are dead" People?
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Yes, it was Qiulin Mozhen's wife who came out of the small stone house.
Hua Mulan once met the Wang family eight years ago.

After finding the Lord, He Mulan hurried down the mountain and moved those gifts and offerings down the mountain to the mountain. She seemed to vent her emotions and was masochistic. She refused to let anyone in. She just carried those things that might not be important to her, but others didn't seem to be able to sit back and watch the quantity. Move up the mountain little by little.
When He Mulan walked up with her things on her back, she kept thinking about how a thin woman like Wang would carry rice noodles up the mountain like this. How thin a woman like her is, on such a lonely mountain bag, how to endure the whizzing mountain wind blowing like a ghost sobbing, and the deserted loneliness.
How old is Wang this year? Isn't it about forty?
How long has such a day passed? Half a year? One year? Or longer?
"General Hua, why do you call me like this ..." Wang watched He Mulan put Tang Yangfeng sheep and the like on her back into the room, her expression can be described by panic.
"I am a woman, so I use so many things, and it is not easy to make cows and sheep in the mountains, all turned back!"
"I'm carrying wax goods and wind sheep. Just hang them at the door. It's not hot now, and it can't be broken." He Mulan took pictures outside the house and was smeared with various wax goods. I want to continue to carry clothes.
Her sleeves were suddenly pulled by Wang.
"General Flower, don't go any further." She lowered herself, almost dropping her head to her chest. "You have done enough, you don't need this ..."
He Mulan didn't know what her sudden downturn was for, but she probably understood that a woman chose to live this way, there must be a sad story, so she turned back and patted her, and said softly:
"You should also know that I'm a woman? All women, what's the dilemma? This world is not fair to women, but I'm just a little bit better for my kind, how can I count it more?"
"No, it's not like this ..."
Wang's voice choked with a choked voice. "I did not take good care of Mo Zhen's son. I was ashamed of the Qiulin family."
"Come back when you come back. The coachman has to wait to go back." He Mulan smiled and turned back down the mountain.
The coachman returned with relief, and A Danzhuo had already prepared sacrificial things by Mo Zhen's grave in Qiulin. He Mulan put everything in the side of the hut, and scooped it in a water tank outside. He washed his face and hands with water, and went to the side of Mo Zhen's grave with A Danzhuo to burn incense, toast, and burn paper.
While they were doing all this, Wang leaned on the door of that mansion and wiped her tears, watching them as if they were about to shed tears all their lives.
He Mulan did all this, took A Danzhuo into the room, and began to introduce to both parties: "This is my robe, Mrs. Lang Jiangqiulin Mo Zhen, her maiden name is Wang, you call her aunt Wang it is good."
"Aunt Wang is good."
A Danzhuo knelt and nodded.
The Wang family also returned to the court.
"This is my old son named Huo Zhuo. He was just eighteen years old this year, one year younger than your son. He came to visit me a year ago, so I took him out to travel and have long experience." He Mulan looked at Wang and asked her with anticipation: "Since the folks and I said that you are all dead, it is fake, then Qiuling Leopard should be fine? Where did he go, did he go hunting?"
When it came to Qiulin Mozhen's son, Wang's face turned pale, and then white turned red again. A Danzhuo sat behind He Mulan, watching the woman with a similar situation to his family's complex face, and could not help wondering what had happened to the child named Leopard.
"Really, so it wasn't because she heard the rumor that she wasn't sending anything anymore ..." She started whispering to herself. "... Do you know nothing?"
This fact made her feel ashamed and sad, and then she rose up with the lost joy and fear of the other person's disgust after knowing the truth.
So Wang hesitated for a long time, but finally timidly opened his mouth: "Yes, the villagers are right, the hills here ... no one else."
"What?" He Mulan's eyes widened suddenly and she stood up. "What happened? Has anything happened?"
"Baoer, he fell down the valley after hunting, and even the corpse capital was not found. It must have been eaten by a wolf, tiger, leopard ..." Wang cried with a grimace, "It's my fault, my fault , I did n’t take good care of the husband ’s son, so do n’t ask.

"The people in that town? And the brother of Qiulin Mozhen? Didn't he live with you?"
"He went back to his ancestral land a few years ago. He hasn't lived here anymore." Wang explained with sobbing.
"He went back to his ancestral home? He promised Qiulin Mozhen to take care of your wives and children ..." He Mulan was incredible. "The man is a promise, I am a daughter, and even if he can do it, he and you are close friends ..."
"Don't say it, it's even more uncomfortable to say it!"
Wang's wife burst into tears. "Why does Mo Zhen leave our mother and son, even if you take care of it, how good is this world! He is the uncle, I am a widow, and it is normal for him to bear the gossip of others, not because he is a close relative. Just force him to take care of us ... just blame our lives! "
Widowhood? Uncle?
What exactly is Wang saying?
What she meant was that Qiu Lin Mozhen's younger brother, Mo Leiji, was talking about the gossip in the country, so he went back home regardless of it?
how can that be? The Xianbei people have a custom of having their brothers die. Although some brothers and sisters do not have a relationship at all, they also need to support their brothers' families in the name of their wives. This is not a problem for the Xianbei people at all!
It ’s okay to get married, not to mention taking care of neighbors!
He Mulan wanted to ask again. A Danzhuo suddenly pulled her horns behind her. He Mulan turned her head, but found that A Danzhuo shook her head slightly.
This child rarely voluntarily expressed what he thought, thinking that Adan Zhuo ’s family is also a widow and lives with her children in the same race. Maybe there is something hidden she does n’t know and may not, so she has to keep silent and never ask again.
The Wang family saw He Mulan no longer question, and she was relieved, but her tears couldn't stop like a broken bead.
He Mulan was distressed. She never knew that a person could cry to such an extent that others who were crying were confused.
"I ... I'm going out."
He Mulan suddenly stood up, asked about a crime, and left the room. She breathed a sigh of relief at the tomb of Qiulin Mozhen.
At this time, she discovered that there was a small drum near the tomb of Qiulin Mozhen, but there was no tombstone and nothing like a tomb, so she didn't think about it.
So, is that the grave of the hilly leopard? Because the dead body was not seen, so the robe of the tomb?
The woman lives here to guard the grave of her son and husband, and wants the family to live together?
"Well, am I a fool?"
He Mulan was irritated by this speculation that was not romantic at all, and frowned and couldn't wait to rush in to force another question.
She has eyes to see and ears to listen to. If Wang still lives in her house, she still believes these words, but now she has lived in this ghost place, and the villagers are unavoidable or disgusted. She was ashamed and embarrassed when she talked about her past. Was she blind when she talked about it?
What is she hiding?
He Mulan suddenly had a mustache for this woman.
After a while, footsteps wore behind her.
There are only two people wearing boots here, and it is self-evident who is following them.
"You are out too." He Mulan didn't return his head.
"Um." A Danzhuo's voice was dull.
"Let's go further."
She lifted her feet and walked towards the other side of the dirt slope.
The two walked to the edge of Tushan and looked at the large groves of trees under the mountain. They were silent.
"Do you think what Wang said is credible?" He Mulan finally couldn't help breaking the silence. "Why are you dragging my corner?"
"To be honest, from the time when the villagers in Xiaoshi Township said that the Qiulin family had died, I knew that this family must have done something bad."
There is something in Adanzhuo's words that makes people feel depressed.
"Aunt Hua, you do n’t know what kind of life an orphan and widow would have in the country. Even if people say behind the scenes that your family is not, but outside, especially in front of outsiders, they will still maintain the dignity of the war dead ’s family. of."
"My grandfather left early. I lost my grandfather at the age of four. My grandmother took me very difficult. Although I took care of you and sheltered by your name, my gossip about my family has never been cut off. I Amu never went out by herself, but if someone who said she was rushed out, it wasn't because Amu wanted to keep the festival or to be famous ... "
A Shanzhuo squeezed his fist. "Because we need the clan's protection. My mother must show the value of making the clan worthwhile for me."
The Xianbei people except Han and Han people are not a concept at all. The Xianbei men, especially the military households, have had Yongye Field since their birth. If they are adults, they will have more land to allocate. The Xianbei military households will have a court when they marry their wives. They will have choices and receive subsidies from the military government.
If any military household has other skills, it will allocate a lot of extra work and get a lot of private work. These are all sources of income.
For example, the younger brother of the flower family is good at raising horses, and he raises many war horses for the army; A Danzhuo has amazing arms and will go to the smithy to help cast weapons.
Military households cannot find work by themselves. When they are not enlisted, they can only rely on farming to maintain their livelihoods. If the fields are not well-produced, the family will have a difficult time. At this time, if the work in the clan is assigned to you for other work, you will not only find "private work" yourself, but also get a lot of good reputation.
The same tribe is the best bond in the army. Hua Mulan comes from Huai Shuo. The left army has the Huai Shuo Army. The Chinese army also has the Wuchuan Army. They take the same community and the same area as the core, and they advance and retreat together. The elite troops can also erupt powerful combat effectiveness.
These are the traditions and spirits that Xianbei people instilled in their blood. Just like the Han people will never forget that etiquette and patriarchy, Xianbei people regard honor and merit as the benchmark for judging everything.
But before that, you have to live first.
"Here is Shangdang, which is more complicated than the six towns in the north. The Han people in Wuchuan, where I live, account for less than 10%. The Huaishuo you live in is mainly Xianbei and Zahu. But here is Shangdang. The Han people are half and half of the Xianbei people, and there are people of various ethnic groups, such as 羌, 羯, and miscellaneous hus, who do not know what will happen here. "
A Danzhuo scratched his head. "I also feel that Aunt Wang is hiding something, but if a woman with a child does something wrong, such an end would be pitiful enough. If she had set fire to her, She won't let go of her in the township. It can only be said that what she does is that everyone can't use it, but can't directly blame and punish ... "
"If that's the case ..." A Dan stared at the sky, "Let's not know."
"Don't know?" He Mulan turned and glanced. "How could it be unknown?"
"Are we passing passengers, aren't we?" A Danzhuo thought clearly. "Everyone's way is chosen by herself. She chooses the way she wants to go, and she should understand what kind of end she will go. Even if it is self-sustaining, you have enough to do."
"You raised us to adulthood, and you often sent relatives to our house to hush and ask for warmth, and you wrote us and asked for a master to learn martial arts ... you have done enough. Our father did not die to save you, you Raising us out of the same robe morals has made us all wonder how to repay, and then we should all go on our own, otherwise we will really be sorry for our ancestors. "
"I didn't want you to repay me ..."
He Mulan explained nana. Hua Mulan never thought about repaying, she was just that kind of person, because she felt that she should do it, and just did it.
"Because of this, we have to take the path of integrity." A Danzhuo nodded heavily. "We have to bear so much" goodwill "to live in this world. What we should do is let People feel that their 'goodwill' is valuable, not to live up to it. "
"So ..." Inexplicably saddened in A Danzhuo's voice. "Aunt Hua, don't ask anymore. If they do bad things, they will be treated as 'strangers' in the future, and you will let go of everything you have done. An upright person doesn't It ’s going to get worse because you were absent for just a year in his life. If they did n’t do bad things, then they are worthy of your
goodwill
, why should you go to the bottom?

"You seem to have some sense ..." He Mulan was fainted by A Danzhuo's words. "You mean, Wang's doing something wrong, she is now bearing the bitter fruit, and I have already I did what I should do, so do n’t worry. If she did n’t do something wrong, then I do n’t need to ask, because I do n’t need to question someone who did n’t do something wrong ...

"Do you mean that?"
"Probably. But, look like this ..."
A Danzhuo pursed her lips.
"It doesn't look ashamed."

A Danzhuo may have experienced a lot since he was a child, and his standpoint is very different from He Mulan, so what he thinks is completely different from He Mulan.
A Danzhuo wanted to be a kindly gifted family. Although he didn't have to make a name for himself, at least he couldn't chill. And from the moment they do something that is ashamed of themselves, those who do goodwill can spread their hands, because this is their own choice.
But He Mulan, or Hua Mulan as a gift-giving person, stood at a completely different angle than A Danzhuo.
Anyone who has given experience knows that all the parties who donate selflessness and goodwill without selfishness want the people who "get" to live better. The donors hope that through their "giving", the other party can get rid of some bad situation and make life better, instead of pursuing some kind of reward or false fame.
Reward and fame are just a kind of add-on brought by "goodwill", an extra surprise.
That's why, so He Mulan worked hard for Mulan for so many years, but in the end he still didn't get a perfect result, at least the unforgiving result like A Danzhuo produced a kind of regret and sadness.
She didn't know what happened to the Qiulin family, nor did she know what Wang's secretive purpose was. The modern way of doing things and her sanity tell her that the best way to deal with this is to say, as A Danzhuo said, anyway, Qiuling Leopard has been "dead", and Wang can live well since he hasn't received any help. Last year, it was better to let go now and continue with her life.
But she was very shy.
My uncle's chest was like something blocked.
"Why the ..."
He Mulan scratched her hair anxiously. "You can't sleep at all if you don't understand?"
"Hoo ... drink ..." A Danzhuo's snoring sounded like a thunder, "Shhh ... hoo ..."
"This child should be tired after running around with me." He Mulan shook his head. "This snoring is like a bomb dropped by a plane."
Still happier than a glutton? When you say sleep, sleep.
After talking with A Danzhuo for a while, He Mulan's doubts were not answered, but at least some people talked, and the depression was vented a little.
She also felt that it was not appropriate to force a widow to ask, "How did your son die, how did you live here alone, what happened?" After all, if there was any grievance, Wang should see her when Began to resort to their grievances.
Her attitude was clearly guilty, not anger.
The dinner of He Mulan and A Danzhuo is used here because it is a house for the gravekeepers, so there is a stove room, firewood are all dry branches, and there are no large pieces of wood.
Wang should eat very little hot food on weekdays.
Seeing this, He Mulan and A Danzhuo helped Wang's chop a pile of firewood. It was known that even the water was going to be hit in a creek under the mountain on weekdays, and silently gave her water tank. Filled with.
You can say that you have no idea what to eat for dinner. Wang does n’t even raise chickens, and there are only some noodles and non-perishable waxy taste in the stove. Wild vegetables were digged out by A Danzhuo, probably because she couldn't open the ground with little strength, and it was not easy to pick up fat. Although there was a lot of open space, she didn't even plant an acre of vegetables.
He Mulan didn't know if she should be disappointed or sad. Hua Mulan once tightened her belt and had to support her family. Now she has made her life like this.
She didn't even dare to continue questioning, for she was afraid that this woman would be so emotional that she would do stupid things.
After all, He Mulan has been crying since she saw her from the beginning, and she doesn't look like a strong woman at all. Zhang Lishi, who hadn't even kept hope in jail, was reassuring.
So He Mulan can only turn around here by herself, blocking herself for a while, and struggling repeatedly with or without asking.
Oh shit!
forget about it!
He Mulan rolled over again.
Go tomorrow and go to the next place!
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Salad salad.
Quack
A strange voice suddenly came from the door. This voice is too low for ordinary people to notice, but He Mulan has long been trained by the rangers who used to come to "night strikes". Sit up immediately.
This is the sound of quietly pushing the door after opening the latch.
He Mulan, who was not asleep, sat up all of a sudden and took a picture of A Danzhuo who was asleep next to him.
They slept in the side room. Wang originally wanted to give the main house to them, but neither He Mulan nor A Danzhuo accepted it. He immediately removed the cushions and blankets, and Wang found another mattress. Just fall asleep.
A Danzhuo snored loudly, He Mulan patted it without waking up, and pushed it again. He just rolled over and continued to sleep. He Mulan heard that footsteps had come in, and he couldn't care about others at the moment. The rock at hand moved to the door with his toes.
It's a single woman who lives here. Who is going to sneak into the grave in the middle of the night?
He Mulan bit her bottom lip tight, anxious to rush out and smash the man directly.
The man coming in from the door stunned as soon as he entered.
"Why did you pile so many things? Did you go down to buy something?" The man touched his face. "Don't you know I'm coming back?"
He stomped to the door of Wang's main house. He Mulan was nervously preparing to draw his sword, but he stopped and walked straight to the side room.
‘Hey, she should sleep well, or do n’t scare her. I ’ll go back to my room to sleep first, it ’s too hard to rush at night ... ’
He yawned while covering his collarbone.
He Mulan saw that he was familiar with walking to the small room, and immediately felt unhappy.
So familiar and a man, it really makes people have bad associations. If he had just entered Wang's room, she would have to discount his leg with one stroke, but now he walked into the small room, and He Mulan's brow was loosened, hiding in the corner.
"I haven't been back for two months ..." The man heard the snoring sound in the room, and was instantly furious.
This voice is a fool who can hear that it is a man!
"Fuck, who are you! Why in Lao Tzu ..." He pulled out the dagger from his arms and posted it forward.
His familiar voice reminded He Mulan of who he was. He immediately pulled out the rock, walked out of the shadows, and put the sword on his neck.
"The old seventh ..." He Mulan snorted coldly. "You really are alive. Why, do you miss the taste of being put on my neck with a sword?"
"It's me who keeps the ghosts together? We all let you go, and you actually followed me ..." The man in leopard clothing gritted his teeth and halted suddenly.
He had injuries and was uncomfortable walking. These people obviously walked in front of him, so he was here.
They couldn't have followed him!
"How good are you widows?"
He Mulan suddenly thought of the "old fourth" joking with him, and the rock in his hate sent some more inwardly, causing a pain in his neck and a moaning sound.
"You are so mad, this is the tomb of Qiulin Mozhen!"
"Of course I know who's tomb, you lunatic ..."
He Mulan's voice finally awakened A Danzhuo. He rubbed his eyes, and stumbled up, asking somehow:
"Aunt Hua, what is it? Who are you talking to in the middle of the night?"
Seeing A Danzhuo, He Mulan suddenly figured out some questions in her mind. She was shocked to release the rock in her hand, and her face changed dramatically:
"Are you a Chulin Leopard?"
When He Mulan reported his name, "Lao Qi" narrowed his eyes: "Who are you? Why do you know my name? At my house again?"
"Home? This is also called home?" He Mulan threw the rock in his hands to the ground, and the "Kangcang" sound when the epee fell to the ground woke everyone in this "yang house".
He Mulan's full mood finally found the exit.
"Who are you asking me?"
Her eyes were appalling in the darkness, with an inexplicable sorrow and disappointment in her tone.
"I'll let you know who I am who was robbed of you on the road ..."
An inexplicable trepidation and tremendous pressure made the Chuling leopard breathless.
His heartbeat seemed to be breaking apart.
He Mulan grinned, and said as if mocking herself:
"I am Huai Shuo Mulan."
The author has something to say: the next is before dinner. Today's vacation can be well coded ah ha ha ha finally do not work overtime once!
small theater:
Her eyes were terrifying in the dark ...
A Danzhuo: That's the light! This is the light! This bear kid is going to be stabbed!