Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

The Lantern Festival has finally arrived. Under the brilliant fireworks in the sky, a child in a remote village is feeding medicine to his father.

The father, who was not old, had a glimpse of the splendor outside the door in his eyes, and suddenly said, "Ping'er, go out and play for a while."

His son Ping'er, also known as Su Ping, shook his head.

"It's Chinese New Year, how can you not go out, kid... Chinese New Year should be a time of joy, call some friends to go out and play!"

When Su Yue said this, he choked up inexplicably, causing his subsequent words to go wrong.

Su Ping seldom mentioned the word "play" to his parents. As for friends, let alone how many he had, those of his peers who could be considered friends were either missing or far away from him, making it impossible for them to meet immediately.

Of course, even if he went out, he would not have a good time. After all, no one knew the situation at home better than him.

After saying this, Su Yue fell silent again. He suddenly felt that he shouldn't have said this. His son was already worrying a lot about the family, and he seemed to be making things worse.

Thinking of this, Su Yue's eyes showed more guilt, but he did not say it out loud, and buried it deeply in his heart.

In the silence, someone came to the door. It was Uncle Zhang. He was standing by the door holding a plate of peanuts.

"Little Su, little Su Ping, happy Lantern Festival!"

Su Ping stood up, looked at the middle-aged man, and said with a smile: "Happy Lantern Festival, Uncle Zhang."

"Okay." Uncle Zhang nodded, then walked to the stool beside the bed and sat down, then placed the plate of peanuts on the tea table.

"Little Su Ping, don't you want to go for a walk outside? It's quite lively here. There's an old man telling stories at the entrance of the village. You might as well go and listen." Uncle Zhang looked at the child and spoke slowly.

Su Ping did not refuse this time. Instead, he agreed, said he would not be back too late, and went out.

Because he could see that his father and Uncle Zhang probably had something to talk about, and it was something that they couldn't, or didn't want him to know.

But it doesn't matter. These two people will not and cannot harm him as long as there is no problem with the matter itself.

Inside the room, Uncle Zhang slapped a bill on the bed and said proudly, "Keep this money. It should be enough for next month. If not, I'll bring some more!"

"Uncle, this..." Su Yue wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, his son's figure always appeared. At his age, he has already done many things that he doesn't need to do at this age. It would be best if he could reduce some of the burden.

But Su Yue is now no different from a useless person. The only thing he can do seems to be to accept the money. But Uncle Zhang's family is not easy either. No one's money comes from the wind...

All these things lingered in Su Yue's heart, making him extremely entangled. In the end, he had to dig up the old accounts, "The previous money has not been repaid, how can I borrow again?"

"Why didn't you pay it back? Xiao Suping slammed the bills on my table a while ago. It made such a big noise. Xiao Cui saw it with her own eyes. Otherwise, I'll call her over and you can ask her."

Uncle Zhang's words showed that he was well prepared. He reached out and picked up a few peanuts, put them into his mouth, and chewed them with a crunching sound.

Su Yue smiled bitterly. The money was clearly used to pay for the banquet, but it became the repayment for the money borrowed for medical treatment. The gap between the two was huge.

"It's settled anyway. I've given the money away and I can't take it back. There's a saying that goes, 'A good horse never turns back to eat the grass it has left.' That's about it!"

Uncle Zhang stroked the stubble around his mouth and smiled.

Su Yue still felt that it was inappropriate and opened his mouth to refuse, but Uncle Zhang stopped him with a word.

"If you really think this is not okay, then just think of it as a red envelope for your child. It's Chinese New Year, you have to give it, right? Otherwise, I'll look stingy."

"When I have a grandson in the future, I will ask Su Ping to give me one as well. That will make it even. Let's not be too fussy about it, okay!"

Uncle Zhang's words made Su Yue silent again. Looking at the middle-aged man, his eyes became hot. He quickly turned his head and rubbed his eyes as if nothing had happened.

This may be the last strength of this man who once had arms as strong as countless others. He just doesn't know that he can actually be a child now.

The child in Uncle Zhang’s eyes.

The two people in the house were having a pleasant conversation, and the child outside was not lonely because he met two women, Jiang Youyi and Xiao Cui.

These two girls, both like the older sisters next door, held one of his hands and walked towards the storytelling position at the entrance of the village.

Su Ping glanced to both sides, but he was not panicked. He just felt that the atmosphere was inexplicably strange, as if there was an invisible pressure.

However, this feeling was not that strong, nor did it reach the point of exploding, so Su Ping followed the two of them. Otherwise, it would be more important to withdraw in time.

But in fact, this was just Su Ping's misunderstanding. In fact, Jiang Youyi and Xiao Cui knew each other before and could be considered friends.

After all, this village is not that big and there are only a few residents. It is still a bit difficult for people of the same age to get to know each other.

This was also the reason why Su Ping misunderstood. Xiao Cui stared at the man in front of her, who had made an agreement with her brother, without blinking.

As for Jiang Youyi, she didn't care and didn't pay too much attention to Xiao Cui's appearance. She held Su Ping's hand, looked at the road, and never looked back.

The three of them walked to the entrance of the village, where there were already quite a few people standing. A few steps away was an old man with a long beard.

The old man was telling a story word by word.

"Speaking of which, the demeanor of the Qianyan Group in ancient times was so stunning. They put on yellow robes and armor, were ready to fight against foreign enemies for their country, and never took a step back..."

This book is very interesting. The old man's voice is as old and pure as aged wine. It is worth savoring carefully.

Su Ping thought it was good, and his eyes flashed, as if there was a treasure there.

Xiao Cui saw the changes in the child from the corner of her eyes and said with a smile, "Xiao Ping, what do you think of this book?"

"Yes, you are educated, so please listen to us and tell us whether what you say is good or not, and whether it makes sense or not." Jiang Youyi also asked with a smile.

"It's a bit hard to say. After all, I don't know much about history, and this is a storytelling." Su Ping half-closed his eyes and spoke slowly.

"That's okay. Just tell me, use some words and stuff." Xiao Cui said carefully. There was a hint of heartache when she looked at the child.

Su Ping could see this and knew what she wanted to do, so he followed her words and told the story in words and sentences.

Jiang Youyi also listened silently, as if the ups and downs of the story were not as interesting as the cultural courses that Su Ping told her.

Although the two of them didn't understand a lot of things, they didn't care. As long as Su Ping was willing to talk, they were willing to listen. It was like one was willing to fight and the other was willing to be beaten.

Su Ping also knew that what he said was something they had no use for, but as long as they were willing to listen, he was willing to continue.

The purpose is to reassure them, because if a person does not express his inner thoughts for a long time, problems are likely to arise.

Perhaps Xiao Cui and Jiang Youyi did not think of this, but because they cared about Su Ping, they wanted the child to speak more.

Unintentional planting of willows leads to a forest of willows. This is how things are in the world. They start unintentionally and end unintentionally. The process in between is like being able to slow down your pace and walk slowly...

"In the end, the 3,000 soldiers of the Qianyan Group, with their fearless determination and their own flesh and blood, stopped the tide of the monster's attack!"

"They are like mountains, blocking Liyue Harbor from the Warcraft. The enemy can never cross them!"

"Thanks to the bravery of the Thousand Rocks, Liyue now has the ability to hold its head high and tell other nations about the great Liyue's powerful defense force!"

"Someone in later generations wrote a poem called "Ode to Thousand Rocks" to warn us to remember the martyrs and never forget their sacrifices!"

Su Ping still felt a little excited when he heard the first part, but when the next part of "Qianyan Fu" came out, he was a little caught off guard.

After all, this poem was published not long ago. It was the first time for Su Ping to hear his own work suddenly while listening to a story.

Besides being surprised, I was also moved. Although this man is an old man, he is still very up-to-date and even knows the newly written poems.

But think about it, if you make a living by doing this, it would be difficult to get on with your life if you don't know about some interesting things happening recently.

Su Ping listened for a while, then yawned, seeming a little sleepy.

Jiang Youyi glanced at him and smiled, "Are you sleepy?"

"A little bit." Su Ping nodded. He didn't want to sleep, but under the flickering fireworks in the sky, his eyes felt tired.

"Then let's go back. It's getting late." Xiao Cui said softly.

So, the three of them walked side by side again, just as they had come and gone, with only a few trivial words and the time they had stood there.

They still held his hand, which seemed precious in this mild winter because it was not cold.

But Su Ping seemed to be able to feel their hearts. It was a kind of care and concern that elders have for the younger ones, not just the care that is separated by a generation, but the care and concern that elders have for the younger ones.

When many children are young, if they are depressed or encounter difficulties, they always want a figure to help them ward off minor troubles.

That person, whether it's a brother or a sister, he or she, may not show any reaction at ordinary times, but when something happens, they will definitely not back down.

Su Ping returned home with the help of the two of them, and then they said goodbye to each other and went home.

Uncle Zhang was no longer in the room, he must have gone back. Su Yue was lying on the bed with a banknote in his hand, but he did not return it in the end.

Su Ping turned around, closed the door, walked to his bed and sat down, slowly and leisurely telling his father what had just happened...