After a busy day, Ning Shu is going to have a rest. Fang Feifei comes to Ning Shu and says, "I wish Zhu Junyi, I have something to tell you. Shall we go out and talk? "

Ning Shu refused. "I'm sorry, I feel very tired. I'm going to have a rest."

Every day, I am very lucky to have a hard time. At this time, I don't hurry to rest and do anything. I chat in the middle of the night. Ning Shu says that he doesn't have the time.

Fang Feifei's face was a little bad, and he said, "it won't take you much time. I want to say something about Zhu Yanqiu."

Ning Shu rubbed his eyebrows and heart, got up from the board, and Fang Feifei walked out of the tent.

It's late at night. The sky is full of bright stars. There's footsteps nearby. It's obvious that soldiers are patrolling. Rather than being dirty, they sit on the ground directly, hold their chin with their hands and ask, "what do you want to say?"

Fang Feifei sat next to Ning Shu and said, "I won't give up Yanqiu. We have a common aspiration. We can talk about any topic. It's not easy to meet such a person in one's life. I know that Zhu Yanqiu was your husband before, but you didn't keep up with each other."

Ning Shu:

"So, what are you telling me about this?" Ning Shu looked at Fang Feifei and said, "no matter what, he has become a married man. With his wife and children, you intellectuals are really funny. They say that they have accepted the new ideas, that they want to be free in love, and that they have no medium to combine. If they want to release human nature, as long as they are in love, they have a proper name, but they are just animal behaviors."

There is no guarantee for women in this era. At least in ancient times, patriarchal clan ethics attached great importance to marriage, put marriage at the root of rites, and there is still a "three don't go" on the surface.

Fang Feifei's face was a little dark, and said: "what kind of stereotyped thought is this? The times are different now. Everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness. It is impossible for Zhu Yanqiu to be tied up with his children. Once the child grows up, he will have his own life. But what about the parents? Do they have to force them together for the sake of their children? A person's life is very long, decades of time with people they don't like, is not a waste of their life, this is not responsible for their own life, a lifetime of people who face the fundamental way of communication, what's the meaning of being bored? "

Ning Shu:

It makes sense. Ning Shu finds that he has no way to refute it, but the root of the problem is that Zhu Yanqiu doesn't even recognize his wife and son. He only knows how to squeeze Zhu suniang. Even if he wants to separate, Zhu Yanqiu must compensate Zhu suniang, otherwise everyone will not think better.

You are kind and loving, sweet and sweet, and finally you become famous. Standing at the top of the table, you are respected. What is the contribution of wishing your mother?

There is no reason in the world. Zhu Yanqiu thought that Zhu suniang should pay for him. He didn't even say thank you, and he still despised Zhu suniang.

Since that's the case, I should have fastened my belt.

Zhu Yanqiu is a willful young master.

"So tell me what this is for, and tell me you're going to be together?" Ning Shu's face was expressionless, and yawned, "if you want to say this to me, it's meaningless, then you still don't say it. You want to be together, or you want to get married and have children. I have no opinion. Zhu Yanqiu is a gift from you."

Ning Shu got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his ass, and passed Fang Feifei. Fang Feifei turned to Ning Shu's back and said, "Zhu Yanqiu is not something. He is a human being. He has his own feelings and thoughts. You don't need to let him."

Ning Shu waved his hand and walked into the tent. Seeing that Xiao Tong was still waiting for him, Ning Shu said to her, "go to sleep. You won't be able to bear it."

Ning Shu lies on the board, closes his eyes and goes to sleep. He is speechless in his heart. When is it now? He is still struggling with such things. It's a question for people on the battlefield whether they can see the sun tomorrow. It's meaningless to struggle about whether they love or not.

Zhu Yanqiu wakes up to see Ning Shu come in from outside the tent, and then Fang Feifei comes in again. Zhu Yanqiu's heart jumps, and he quickly asks Fang Feifei, "Feifei, is it Zhu suniang's trouble for you?"

Fang Feifei shook his head, and then said, "I only know what kind of person Zhu Su Niang is now. She has a very rigid mind. No wonder you can't talk to her together and say that we are matchless."

Zhu Yanqiu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "don't care about her. She is a woman in the feudal era. You can't talk to her. If you don't talk to her, it's a waste of spirit. Feifei, I'm going to fight."

"But your injury?" Fang Feifei looked at Zhu Yanqiu's shoulder and said, "don't worry, it's important for you to keep your body well."

Zhu Yanqiu immediately said, "my wound is almost healed. I always don't do anything and waste the food of the army."

Zhu Yanqiu's heart is worried. He can't drag on. The people who went to the battlefield with him killed many enemies, but he will lie here.

Fang Feifei nodded, "just know what you know, but the battlefield is very dangerous. You must protect yourself."When the war broke out, Zhu Yanqiu suffered from his injuries. Now Zhu Yanqiu is eager for quick success and instant benefits. Even Zhu suniang, whom he despised, has become a respected military doctor of the soldiers. However, he has no merit. He also talks about how to revitalize Zhu's family and how to make Fang Feifei happy.

Zhu Yanqiu's heart held a breath and was determined to make a breakthrough. But when he was crawling in the trench and holding the gun to pull the trigger, Zhu Yanqiu had no ambition but full of weakness and fear.

Zhu Yanqiu doesn't know what's wrong with his hand. When he pulls the trigger, he is always weak. He has a slight tremor and some rigidity. He just doesn't listen to the command.

I feel that my fingers can't reflect accurately and quickly.

In the face of this situation, Zhu Yanqiu, a big man, has red eyes directly. What's the matter? What's the matter with his hands?

Ning Shu was busy treating the wounds for the wounded. He saw that Zhu Yanqiu, who had just been on the battlefield, had been carried back. He was not hurt. He was stunned by the shell, but the wound on his shoulder was torn again. He was bleeding and wet his clothes.

Ning Shu sprinkles some powder on Zhu Yanqiu's old wound. The sharp pain in the wound makes Zhu Yanqiu wake up and open his eyes. The hazy face in front of him becomes clear gradually.

Seeing that it's Ning Shu, Zhu Yanqiu suddenly reaches out his hand and grabs Ning Shu. His voice almost comes out of his teeth. It's gloomy and angry. "It must be something you did to me, it must be..."