Protagonist, wake up

In March of the 25th year of the Apocalypse, the Uzumaki tore up the agreement with Dongxia and invaded the border with troops, and the long-awaited war broke out completely.

The imperial court posted a list of conscriptions.The officers and soldiers forcibly broke into the houses and dragged away the young and middle-aged men when they saw them. The whole family cried hoarsely behind them.After a few months, most of the laborers were forcibly conscripted into the army, and women could be seen everywhere in the fields to work.Many people lost their source of income.

There are ups and downs of resentment and anger on the road.

There are also many people who took the opportunity to do business with the Wu people.

When Xie Lang went to find Father Xie, he heard the sound of teacups breaking from a distance, accompanied by Father Xie's angry voice.

He stood still not far from the door, and heard a middle-aged voice inside saying unwillingly: "Brother Xie, I also have a good intention, how can I have trouble with money..."

"Let you go! Mother's shit!" Father Xie, who has always been good-tempered, couldn't help yelling, "Could it be that you've been pretending to be a grandson for a long time, and you've really become the grandson of the Wu people!"

"you!"

"Even if my Xie family dies of starvation, I won't sell half of the supplies to those dogs|bitch bastards! Get lost!"

The middle-aged man blushed from being scolded, and smiled back in anger: "Okay, okay! You are the only one to thank Kunyu for being noble!" After saying that, he walked away in a huff.

Passing in front of Xie Lang, he snorted heavily.

When Xie Lang entered the room, Mrs. Xie was comforting the angry Father Xie.Seeing Xie Lang coming in, Father Xie's expression softened: "Cheng Si is here."

"Father, the war is getting more and more unfavorable recently, let's make preparations early."

Father Xie sighed: "I plan to suspend part of the business. I have earned enough in these years. Now that the situation is so chaotic, it is not easy to do business. Although we are not big people and can't do our best, we can't do it at this time. Earn black-hearted money. After a while, pack up and settle down in Jiangnan."

Xie Lang nodded.

**

There is very little justice in this world.What is taken away from a person may not necessarily be compensated in another way, maybe he will only lose more.

It is difficult to be a good person, and it is difficult to live a good person.

Since the outbreak of the war, Xie's business has been greatly affected.It just so happened that Xie Lang was greatly affected by Yan Ziluo's incident, and for a long time he was out of control, which led to a wrong judgment in a certain decision.Although it is a big mistake in normal times, it is not irreparable, but it becomes a fatal loophole in this special period.Xie Lang was unable to remedy the incident after the incident, so he had to turn to Father Xie for help.

Although the Xie family has a good reputation, it has offended many people in the mall.This time, each and every one of Xie's family wanted to take a share of Xie's family's mistakes, which really caused Xie's father a headache for quite a while.The business of Xie's family was going downhill. Fortunately, Xie's father had already decided to give up his business in Jinbei for many years and go to Jiangnan to rest and recuperate, so he was willing to do so.

But there are still some finishing touches, and Father Xie needs to go there.

When Xie Lang sent his father out, he did not expect that the news of Xie's father's death finally came.

On the way back, Father Xie encountered a group of Ugrainian soldiers who sneaked in.They disguised themselves as bandits, originally for the purpose of surveying the terrain to spy on information, and incidentally robbed them.

In the chaos, Xie's father died under the knife of the Wu people.

**

When the corpse was brought back, Xie Lang almost gritted his teeth.

His father worked hard for half his life, but he couldn't even leave a whole body behind.

It was very cloudy that day, and it rained heavily after a while.In the downpour, the Xie family hung up white banners, and the house was bleak.The two sons of the Xie family stayed in front of the spirit day and night.Mrs. Xie had already passed out several times from crying, and her eyes were so swollen that she couldn't open them.

There were not many people who came to pay homage to the spirit, and a few of Xie's father's former friends walked up and shook their heads, sighed and patted Xie Lang on the shoulder, and said a lot of comforting words, Xie Lang responded to them one by one in a low voice.As for those people with fake expressions, Xie Lang didn't show it on his face, and sent them out with courtesy and thoughtfulness, but the hand clenched behind his back had bruised veins, and his nails dug into his flesh, leaving ten bloody holes .

In the middle of the night, Xie Lang said to Mrs. Xie: "Mother, you are not in good health, go back and rest first, I'll just watch over." He turned to Brother Xie and said, "Brother, take a rest too."

When everyone left, he seemed to finally let out a breath, and his back, which had been straight all the time, also bent down.He covered his face with his hands and knelt down in front of the coffin. Gradually, the ground became wet.

The surroundings were too dark, Jian Zhu could only roughly see Xie Lang's figure clearly.The young man kneeling on the ground was hunched over, his body trembling from calm at the beginning to violently at the end, like a dead leaf in the wind, as if it would shatter in the next second.The pain he had suppressed for a long time was vented at this moment.Xie Lang cried very low, he was suppressing his crying, but Jian Zhu knew that he was having difficulty even breathing, as if he had been put into a closed water tank, with tears in all directions, as if he was suffocating.

"Ho, woo, ho hiccup..."

Xie Lang cried to the end, slapping the ground with fists and palms like crazy, even this could not relieve the crazy desire to destroy in his heart.He pulled his hair fiercely, raised his head to the sky and roared silently in pain, as if he was asking why.

Why did father encounter such a thing, he died under the knife of the person he hated the most!

Why did my Xie family suffer such a catastrophe!

The world is unfair——!

However, he could neither ask the government to redress his grievances nor hack the murderer to death with a knife.The most ridiculous thing is that he doesn't even know who killed his father.There are tens of thousands of Wu people, and the world is so big, where can he seek revenge?His home country is weak, so he can't even keep his family now!He could only swallow this mouthful of blood, and then cry here like a waste!

Xie Lang was crying so hard, Jian Zhu also clutched the clothes on his chest tightly in the space, tears covered his face.

This is the child he has watched grow up, this is the family he has been with for so many years in invisibility.Yan Ziluo couldn't get out when he died, and now his home is ruined, Cheng Si, who is his younger brother, is in great pain, but he is still imprisoned in this damned place, unable to do anything, even giving him a hug.

why!why!

Why can't he get out! !

Bang Bang Bang ——! !

After a while, Jian Zhu slammed the mirror violently until the redness, swelling and numbness from the hand smashed down.As if drained of strength, he slumped against the mirror, and finally put his forehead against the mirror as if resigned to his fate. He couldn't bear it anymore, let go of his voice and began to cry loudly.

The two were in two places, separated from each other, but at this moment they unanimously vented the bitterness in their hearts until dawn.

Xie Lang didn't speak, except for crying, he only murmured one word from beginning to end.

father.

father.

I am sorry.

**

After Father Xie's death, Xie Lang and Big Brother Xie had to run around in order to petition their father and obtain a tribute from the court.The huge expenditure caused the Xie family to be in trouble for a while.Coupled with the money needed to urge the department, Xie Lang had no choice but to pawn his most beloved ancient relics.

Sometimes in the pawn shop, he meets friends from the collectors who come to buy goods, and they are a little embarrassed with each other.

After many efforts, the Ministry of Rites finally asked for a letter from Xie Fu and won the sympathy code.And Xie Lang also made a huge sacrifice for this, those lost ancient relics could never come back to him, it was like losing a child he had raised for many years.

At this time, there is still a year left before the final disintegration.

The author has something to say: I want to spoil it, this is a dream, and only in dreams can something happen "for no reason".

Life is so routine, just let yourself go when you dream.

In addition, it may be written a little earlier: the author really only knows the superficial, when writing, he greatly magnifies the two concepts of "dream = disguised desire" and "memory will reappear in dreams". The full text is based on this, please cutie Let's not compare the relevant theories <(__)>