The stragglers didn't want to say anything, and Jiang Hong had nothing to do.
The two of them chatted for a while, but then stopped. Changci brought over the prepared meals and walked aside cautiously.
Jiang Hong put out the bowls and chopsticks and called to the soldiers, "Eat whatever you want, you're welcome."
The soldier moved his chopsticks meaningfully, but he didn't comment on whether the kid did it.
He looked at the child who was eating cautiously and asked: "Who am I from? How can I follow him?"
"He is from Feimu Village. Brother Jiang Hong promised to take him away from there..." I don't know why, Changci was a little afraid of that brother.
Could it be that the way he looked at him was too cold? In short, I often felt that he was not an easy person to get along with.
"His father disappeared and his mother went to Sumeru. The island was too dangerous, so he took him away from there." Jiang Hong explained.
The skirmisher's eyes fluctuated a bit. He looked at Changci and said, "My mother abandoned me?"
"No! Mom went to Xumiru for medical treatment! Besides, it's dangerous for mom to stay in the village!"
Changci looked at him stubbornly, very dissatisfied with his words.
The skirmisher looked at him with pity, "Are you really naive? If she didn't abandon me, why didn't she take me with her?"
"Mom will not abandon him! He will find his mother!"
Choji picked up the bowl and walked to the corner, not wanting to shut up with that nasty guy.
Jiang Hong was a little speechless. That guy from the Skirmishers usually just kept his mouth shut and made people angry. Why did he do that to a child?
Na Zhitong, can you be wrong about what the child said?
Jiang Hong picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his bowl, "Eat well!"
He rolled his red eyes and ate in silence.
After eating for a while, he couldn't help but look at the child in the corner.
"He said, if, if my mother abandoned me, what would I do?"
Jiang Hong looked at him doubtfully, "He said, do you think I can't get over that topic?"
So if you stick to the word "abandon", have you ever been abandoned?
The skirmishers didn't shut up and waited for a long response.
Can tomorrow really bring back too many memories for him, and the little kid in front of him without parental care reminded him of his past self, so much so that he couldn't help but want to know how the kid would answer.
Seeing the straggler's attitude of not giving up until he got an answer, he thought about it seriously for a long time and said:
"Then he will go to his mother and ask her why she begged to abandon him."
"What's the point of getting an answer? It doesn't change the fact of being abandoned."
Changci asked him seriously, "What if there is a misunderstanding? Does he want to hate his mother all his life for unknown reasons?"
Because of that answer, the soldier was silent for a long time. Just when Jiang Hong thought he would not ask again, she heard him ask again:
"If I get the answer, won't I misunderstand it?"
"Then he will live a good life alone and go east."
Looking at the stragglers who were obsessed with that topic, taking advantage of Jiang Hong's presence, he deliberately asked a question:
"Brother, have I ever been abandoned?"
The skirmisher looked at him coldly, shrank his head for many times and ate silently.
Jiang Hong glanced at the straggler who had been stabbed in the foot. It seemed that the guy had indeed been abandoned and had not run away.
Who is the person who just abandoned him?
No his maker?
And why abandon him?
Jiang Hong blocked his gaze from looking at Changci, "I don't want to bully a child! What's the point of a five-hundred-year-old man bullying a child?"
The skirmishers looked at him expressionlessly.
Just look at that kid a few times and why did he bully the child?
If you are afraid because of that, it would be too useless.
After dinner, Chang Ci packed up his things and got into the sleeping bag given to him by Jiang Hong. Hong Tian was really exhausted. As soon as he laid his head on the pillow, he couldn't help but feel sleepy. Chang Ci fell into a deep sleep after a while.
Fell asleep.
Jiang Hong yawned and looked at the straggler who had no intention of leaving: "He is asking for a rest. Do I want to rest there?"
The skirmisher walked in front of a burning stove, "and then left after drying his clothes."
"Please, if it keeps raining this morning, I can rest there all the time. If you want to leave, remember to close the door for him." Jiang Hong yawned and got into the sleeping bag.
He wasn't worried that the skirmishers would attack him while he was sleeping. If he had that plan, he wouldn't have to wait until tomorrow.
The skirmisher glanced at Jiang Hong, who had her eyes closed and was defenseless. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
It didn't matter that I didn't know his true identity at Wangshu Inn last time. I already knew his identity, but it was a mistake that he was so defenseless.
He was a little happy to be treated so wrongly, but at the same time he hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.
"Did I think he was so unprepared? What if he received the mission and asked me to do something wrong?"
Jiang Hong said simply and directly: "He believes in me."
The skirmishers were stunned and turned away.
He felt that he didn't deserve that kind of friend, nor did he deserve that kind of trust.
He picked up his dried clothes, put them on and pushed the door open.
"Hey, it's raining outside? Just leave?"
Jiang Hong got up from her sleeping bag and looked out through the window.
There was darkness outside the window, and the skirmisher who had walked a certain distance gradually merged with the darkness. He walked in the rain, and the wind and rain wet his clothes again.
Jiang Hong: "?"
Is there something wrong with him?
What's the point of drying it?
After all, he is five hundred years old, so why is he so much older than a twelve-year-old?
"What a bear..."
A rebellious teenager in adolescence is very similar to a naughty boy!
Keli is more sensible than him and knows how to take good care of her body.
Even if the doll doesn’t catch a cold, it shouldn’t be so bad!
Jiang Hong grabbed the coir raincoat hanging nearby and threw it out of the window. The coir raincoat hit the straggler's head and knocked him staggering.
When he looked back, Jiang Hong's cursing words came out:
"How can you be as willful as a child at the age of five hundred? Dongyu doesn't know how to hold an umbrella and wear a raincoat when going out! My bamboo hat can block a lot of rain! Is it really annoying to look at it?"
He had taken care of Qiqi, Keli, and Chang several times, but none of them were as sensible as a five-hundred-year-old child.
He is so stinky that he really makes people angry just by looking at him.
The cold rain fell on him, and the chill spread from his clothes to his whole body. Looking at the irritable Jiang Hong, he wanted to say something bad like usual, saying that he didn't need that kind of thing.
But looking at the warm firelight coming from the window, he didn't say anything. He silently picked up the raincoat and put it on his body, turned around and left.
The rain keeps falling and the thunder roars.
He walked to the top of the mountain again and looked around into darkness, unable to see anything.
The raincoat and bamboo hat kept out all the rain, and the splashing water wet his feet.
There is sand in the distance, but closer, there is a bright matchbox, no matter how simple it is.