Rebirth of a Star General

The rain stopped the next day, and it was a good sunny day. The bluestones in the yard were warmly sun-dried and glowed with lush green.

When the cock crows for the third time, He Yan woke up. When Qingmei woke up, she found that He Yan was not on the bed. She was startled and looked around, only to relax when she found that He Yan was sitting on a stone pier in the yard. tone.

"Why did the girl get up so early? Did the quilt get cold?" Qingmei asked.

"Nothing, I can't sleep." He Yan replied.

She doesn't have the habit of being lazy. In the barracks, she can't relax every moment. Even at night, she has to beware of enemy raids, so she is always vigilant. Besides, she wanted to practice martial arts since she was a teenager, but she really smelled chicken and danced. After marrying into the Xu family, she still couldn't change her old habits, and was ridiculed behind her back, but after she became blind, she stopped getting up so early, and day and night were no different to her. He still woke up when the cocks crowing, but only after everyone in the yard was rustling, he followed.

Don't seem so out of place.

"Where's my father?" she asked.

"Master has already gone to the school grounds, and the young master has just woken up. Girl, let's change clothes and have dinner." Qingmei said, and then trotted to the kitchen first.

There is only one maid in the house, and there is a lot of work, so there are always times when there are not enough people.

When He Yan arrived in the hall, He Yunsheng had already sat down at the dining table and started to eat.

The young man is still the same today as he was yesterday, and his clothes are like the pawns of a merchant, and he is very indifferent. Seeing He Yan, he just glanced at him and looked away, holding up the bowl to drink porridge.

The meals are simple porridge and side dishes. With such a family background, He Sui can't afford any exquisite dishes. Even so, there is a plate of dim sum on the table. It doesn't look very delicate and has a poor aroma. of.

He Yan also picked up the bowl and drank the porridge. She drank it very quickly, and Qingmei and He Yunsheng were also slightly surprised. In the past, He Yan was picky and refused to eat well. At the end of a bowl of porridge, he was reluctant to eat for a long time before he could finish it. It's not as straightforward as today. After drinking the porridge, she didn't immediately go to get the dessert from the plate - it was prepared by He Sui for her, green plums couldn't eat them, and He Yunsheng couldn't.

He Yunsheng put the bowl on the table, stood up, and He Yan raised his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

He Yunsheng frowned: "Why?" Just as he was about to say a few words impatiently, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the traces in He Yan's palm, and his tone stopped.

He thought that He Yan would complain to He Sui who went home yesterday, but who knew that the morning was calm, it seemed that He Yan did not go to sow discord, and He Sui still did not know that He Yan was injured.

The boy's tone softened a little: "Go up the mountain to chop wood."

In He Yunsheng's mind, after listening to this sentence, He Yan should leave without interest, go back to her room and play with her rouge gouache, and then dress up carefully and go out for a walk. Who knows that He Yan has eyes Yiliang said enthusiastically, "Really? I'll be with you too."

Before He Yunsheng could speak, Qingmei spoke first: "Girl, what are you doing? It has rained on the mountain, the road is not easy to walk, and there is mud everywhere. What if you fall?"

"That's right." It was rare that there was a normal person in the room, and He Yunsheng immediately answered, "Don't ask for trouble."

Both of them thought He Yan was on a whim, but He Yan turned to Qingmei and said, "Father is in the martial arts field during the day and only goes home at night. Qingmei, you have so much work to do, and you can't follow me all the time, He Yunsheng. She called He Yunsheng's name, which made He Yunsheng agitated, "If you don't take me there, I'll go by myself."

"Hey!" He Yun was angry.

"Is there a third person in this room who can take care of me?" she asked casually.

He Yunsheng had nothing to say, let alone the third person, no one in this room could control He Yan's temperament. It's because of He Sui's coddling that He Yan refuses to listen to anyone, oh, except that Mr. Fan.

"If you want to go, just follow." The young man said angrily, "But if you fall halfway and cry and want to go home, I won't send you back."

He Yan shrugged.

He Yunsheng walked away angrily. He couldn't understand how He Yan became more and more annoying when he got sick. If He Yan in the past was a pretentious young lady, now He Yan has a little more rogue and is even more difficult to deal with.

She was indeed his He Yunsheng's enemy!

...

Longhuan Peak has rugged mountain roads and dangerous terrain. Most of the people who come here are poor people who chop wood and collect medicine.

There are also unknown wildflowers growing on the roadside, and they are reflected in the grass, which is really beautiful. It's just that it's not really a place to go out and enjoy the flowers. The stones you step on are attached to the cliff, and you look down, making your legs tremble.

He Yunsheng had traveled this road countless times, and knew that going up the mountain was not so easy. He waited to hear He Yan's complaining and crying, but from the beginning to the end, He Yan never uttered a word.

He Yunsheng couldn't help but turn his head, and was surprised to find that He Yan didn't leave him much, he almost walked shoulder to shoulder with him.

how can that be?

It's hard for a man to walk on this road, not to mention He Yan is a delicate young lady, who used to rub her knees when she walked far. When did she get so good?

"What do you see me doing?" He Yan stared at him strangely, "Aren't you going to continue?"

He Yunsheng turned his head without saying a word, and continued to walk forward.

She must be pretending, she must not be able to hold it any longer!

He Yan looked at his legs and sighed.

The strength on this leg is really small. She and He Yunsheng walked this part of the road, and they felt tired after a long absence. Looking at it like this, it still needs some running-in.

"That's it." He Yunsheng stopped and took the axe from his waist.

There are a lot of miscellaneous trees here, and He Yunsheng chose small trees, which are easier to cut. He pointed to the stone next to He Yan, "Just sit here for a while, I have to chop for an hour."

"Is it here?" He Yan nodded and took off the cloth bag he was carrying.

He Yunsheng watched helplessly as she also took out an axe from the cloth bag.

"You... what are you doing?" He Yunsheng was stunned, unable to speak.

He thought that the cloth bag He Yan was carrying contained a water bottle, but she ended up carrying an axe? She carried an axe on her back and walked so far without being dropped by him, He Yunsheng suspected that he was dreaming.

What happened next made He Yunsheng more sure that he was dreaming.

When he saw his delicate sister, He Yan, who was usually too heavy to hold a teacup, swung the axe in front of him without hesitation, slashed it down, and chopped off a bunch of branches, acting as if he had done it a thousand times.

She said, "I'll help you, soon."