With Jiang Hexi's careful care and the enthusiastic care of the villagers, Huo Jingchen's feet quickly got better.
Looking at the days, Huo Jingchen seemed to have been around for half a month, and he ate and drank in this village every day, and felt that he had caused a lot of trouble to the people in the village.
So he found a sunny noon and told the village chief that he was going back to the capital.
Although the villagers were reluctant to let it go, they nodded very understanding when they thought that Huo Jingchen was going to go back to his hometown and had not finished his work.
At this time, my wife suddenly pulled Huo Jingchen under a banyan tree at the foot of the mountain. There was a wooden shed with a piece of bright red silk covered it with a piece of bright red silk.
It seems to be a mascot, which has not been consecrated yet.
Jiang Hexi and Huo Jingchen looked at the red silk curiously and asked the village chief: "Mr. Village Chief, what are you trying to show us?"
The village chief winked at his wife and smiled, "Old woman, let me show you the general."
The lady obediently uncovered the silk on it, and a statue as big as a person appeared before them.
The man was wearing a big red battle robe, holding a sword in his hand, and a purple gold crown on his head. The mighty Lingling sat on the horse's back.
That is Huo Jingchen, who was made one by one by the craftsmen in the village based on Huo Jingchen's image.
"So amazing. This is the newly built General Temple by the villagers. They are worshiping you!" Jiang Xiaojiu quickly applauded.
Huo Jingchen frowned, looked at the village chief, and smiled helplessly, "What are you doing? I'm not dead, why did you ask them to burn incense for me?"
The village chief smiled awkwardly and said, "General, you misunderstood. Since you recovered the lost land, we have regarded you as the god of war. We offer you this way, not cursing you for death, but asking you to protect us and help us.
Drive away the Huns!”
Jiang Hexi nodded and said to Huo Jingchen: "Since it is the intention of the villagers, you can accept it. If you don't become this God of War, will they find someone who is worse than you to worship it, which will delay the trouble even more?"
Huo Jingchen said helplessly: "I know what it means to drive a duck and put it on the shelves. Since you have done it, there is no need to get rid of it. But don't waste it too much. What kind of monsters will be born in this temple in the future.
Don't say I was causing it."
After saying this, everyone in the village started to laugh.
The village chief took Huo Jingchen to his home, opened the manhole cover himself, drilled into the cellar inside, took out several tables of prepared meals, and said to Jiang Hexi and Huo Jingchen: "Come on, I knew you were leaving for a long time, but I didn't know.
When, then, I prepared a table of food and prepared to take it out when you left."
Jiang Hexi looked at these meals and was still breathing coldly. It must be an ice cellar inside.
The village chief’s wife immediately brought the dishes into the kitchen. After a while, the hot meal was brought back.
The village chief remembered the wine he promised Huo Jingchen before, so he really took out three jars of aged wine and placed it on the table. After worshiping, he began to distribute it to everyone.
Huo Jingchen looked at his feet and was basically intact, so he started drinking without any scruples.
The men in the village saw Huo Jingchen drinking and came up to toast. The village chief quickly stopped him and said, "If you have so many people, each one has a bowl, the general will not be able to withstand it. You just need to take it easy and drink together.
Bar!"
The men in the village look at me, and I look at you. Everyone is full of energy and competitive. How could they follow what he said?
So someone cheered up and said, "No, no, why can you drink with the general alone as the village chief? We have to drink together? We don't agree, and we don't agree if we beat you to death!"
Huo Jingchen looked at this scene. These villagers liked the most lively things. If they couldn't drink with him, they might not let him leave.
So he quickly held the wine glass and said, "Don't worry, everyone has it, everyone has it, I will drink it with you, okay?"
When people saw Huo Jingchen so enthusiastic, they walked up to drink.
Women eat seafood made on the table. The taste of mountain food and the ingredients of Shanghai food make the taste of homesickness permeates the period.
Jiang Hexi chatted with every woman and told stories about her childhood. Before she knew it, it was already dusk.
Huo Jingchen's face was flushed, and he walked to Jiang Hexi with a wine glass, and smiled and said, "Why, have you not eaten enough yet? Look, we've finished drinking!"
Jiang Hexi frowned and pushed Huo Jingchen away and said, "Why do you drink so much wine? You don't know how many days you have just drunk?"
Huo Jingchen staggered and said, "Where is there to drink? I just drank a few drinks, but I was not drunk!"
As he said that, he shook his head, ran to the bottom of the tree, and sat down.
Jiang Hexi looked at the men in the village and none of them were sober. He just said a few words, but he didn't expect that they were so uncontrollable.
Huo Jingchen said with a sarcasm: "What kind of restraint? Since you come out to drink, what kind of restraint are you talking about..."
As he said that, his head felt dizzy and he accidentally fell asleep in Jiang Hexi's arms.
Jiang Hexi moved his heavy body and finally took it into his room, then washed his face, wiped his body, and covered him with a quilt.
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi helplessly and said, "There is no way, men will always be like this when they meet men. You don't know that when Chen Yu, our family, even went to someone else's house to spend the night when he was drinking with his group of scholarly friends.
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As he said that, he started to laugh.
Jiang Hexi frowned helplessly and looked at Huo Jingchen in the room. It was probably because he had too much pressure on life on weekdays that he would use drunkenness to relieve it.
On weekdays, I have to train soldiers, and do I have to lead troops to fight? Faced with a powerful enemy that the Jin army has no choice but to do my best.
I'm afraid only those who have experienced this will know the difficulties.
It would be too cruel if such a hard worker didn't let him enjoy it.
Jiang Hexi looked at the people in the yard, and was supported by their wife in groups of three or three, and brought back to her home. The whole village returned to its former peace.
Jiang Hexi thought about how quiet and lonely the scene he would be after leaving this place in the future. She was not in the capital now, and how quiet the capital would be.
It feels like I am constantly changing roles in a constant migration.