Hua Ling has definitely suffered more than ordinary people, because he will not rely on his own abilities, and Hua Ling has experienced so many years.
Sometimes when there was a famine and the locals had nothing to eat, Hua Ling would cut off his infinitely growing flesh and give it to them, feeding them one by one and sustaining them day by day.
Seeing fellow soldiers eating bran and drinking rainwater, Hua Ling seemed to see people from the past.
Soon, soon, the suffering will be over.
But it is inevitable that Hua Ling will see that day. What about these soldiers? They all rely only on their fantasy of a better life in the future, their firm will, and their relatives who are waiting for them in their hometown.
Their descendants may see the beautiful life built on their corpses, and they have survived natural disasters and famines, famines and wars, and wars...
"Hello, Ah Ling, hello?" Suddenly a hand waved in front of Hua Ling.
Hua Ling was stunned and looked at the owner of that hand - the future.
In the future, he will still put a smile on his face and tease Hua Ling: "What are you thinking about? Are you not full and are you thinking about big fish and meat?"
Since he asked this in the future, he must not have eaten enough. Hua Ling smiled helplessly: "Are you hungry?"
"Oh, there's nothing we can do. After all, we only have so much food, so we have to save what we eat. Everyone is hungry, so just get over it." Lai Lai and Hua Ling walked along with the team, chatting word by word.
Hua Ling raised his head slightly, looked at the sky dotted with white clouds, and then looked at the future: "In the future, what kind of future do you think is a good one?"
After hearing this question in the future, I thought for a moment: "Is it my future or the country's?"
"You can answer either, or choose one."
Future nodded: "Then let me answer both, first my own. I have actually thought about many scenes of my own sacrifice, because that sounds very noble. But I also feel that if I can survive, it is the best."
What’s wonderful is that after helping the country, I can still see its development. If I survive, I will marry a wife and give birth to a beautiful daughter——”
Wei Lai suddenly stopped talking and looked at Hua Ling. Hua Ling was confused when Hua Ling suddenly stopped talking. Hua Ling continued, "I want you to be my child's adoptive father, a good brother."
"Don't be ridiculous. If I survive and be the first to cut off ties with the people around me, you won't be able to find me." Hua Ling waved his hand to block his future gaze.
Hua Ling and Hua Ling said that they would not interact too much with others. It would be better to say that Hua Ling and Hua Ling's previous actions together were all forced on by the future.
In the future, you may know that Hua Ling doesn't like being around too many people, and he doesn't like to make friends. But Hua Ling is one of the few people of the same "age" as him who has wandering experience, so he is somewhat dependent on him to talk to about everything.
Future sighed bitterly, turned around and continued to answer: "If the country is good, it must be well fed, well slept, not afraid of the enemy, and self-reliant. If possible, I also hope that our country can be regarded as a good country in the future."
Outstanding people, people at home will be safe, and people who go abroad will not be bullied outside. That would be great, but I don’t know if it will be realized..."
"Maybe, maybe not." Hua Ling didn't know whether to affirm or deny this beautiful wish for the future. It seemed to be something that could be easily realized, but it also seemed that it was not easy at all.
"Well, yes." Wei Lai nodded, "After all, that is in the future. Who can know now? I don't know if God can give the answer. It would be great if I could see God."
Hua Ling thought helplessly: Gods can only give you ambiguous answers when they come.
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Yan'an, the crow flies down.
While preparing for war, Mirai was assigned to a unit other than Hua Ling. When Hua Ling was packing up her things, she heard the crow of a crow.
When Hua Ling looked up, another comrade beside him also looked at the treetops and saw a very beautiful crow. He turned back and said to Hua Ling: "The crow is auspicious, Hua Ling, we will definitely win this battle."
But Hua Ling just raised his eyebrows and glanced at it before lowering his head and continuing to clean up: "It's just one. We have so many brothers, how many can it protect?" There was a feeling of indifference.
Having almost finished packing, Hua Ling swung the weight and put the bag on his back: "Just have confidence in yourself. It's too superstitious to rely on external things to win or lose. Have you heard a story?"
The comrades were puzzled and curiously asked what the story was.
"Legend has it that in ancient times there was a young man who was good at riding and shooting. One day a stranger challenged him to a riding and archery challenge, and defeated the young man ten times. The young man challenged the other man for the next few days, and each time he was defeated more miserably.
"Later, the boy's father guided the boy to improve his abilities. When there was significant improvement, the father pushed the boy to challenge the opponent again. However, because the previous defeat was too tragic, the boy became timid and thought that he should wait a little longer.
"The father took out a quiver with only one arrow and put it on the young man's horse. He told the young man that this arrow was carried by his father when he fought in the past. The father who brought this arrow had never been defeated in a battle.
"The young man gained the confidence to compete with his opponent. The competition was thrilling, but in the end he won. When he pulled out the arrow in great excitement, he suddenly discovered that it was a broken arrow with only the tail.
"The young man was stunned on the spot. How could a broken arrow protect him?"
Comrade A listened to this story blankly. After Hua Ling finished telling it, he added: "There is no blessing, I just have a sustenance to increase your confidence. If you want a sustenance, think about what you can do if you win this battle." :Going home and reuniting with your loved ones can become your self-confidence.”
Hua Ling patted his comrade A on the chest with the back of his hand and left.
At this time, comrade B came over, and Hua Ling passed him by. Comrade B walked to comrade A and pointed at Hua Ling with his thumb and asked: "Hua Ling is weird, isn't he? What did you say to him?"
"Actually, it's not very strange." Comrade A recalled the story just now and Hua Ling's words, "Maybe he just knows more than us and is more open-minded than us."
Comrade B curled his lips, looked around, his eyes drifting upward, suddenly froze, and patted Comrade A on the shoulder.
Comrade B pointed at the tree to show Comrade A. Comrade A opened his mouth in surprise when he saw it.
There was not one crow or two crows on the tree, but a dark mass with some sparrows mixed in.
The crow looked at the people under the tree and made no sound. It was very quiet, but a little penetrating.
Lu Ya looked at the back of Hua Ling who was gradually walking away, and recalled the story Hua Ling told. If doing something requires reasons and sustenance, then all Lu Ya's reasons should be related to Hua Ling.
Lu Ya flapped his wings and flew away from the branches. The crows also scattered away. Lu Ya flapped his wings and flew high, but he could always find Hua Ling's figure in his field of vision.
This is what Lu Ya would do when Hua Ling did something that Lu Ya didn't need to participate in - look at him from afar.