Chapter 242 My Son Rong Se 4
"Auntie, this is my wife, we are not your son and daughter-in-law, please be reasonable, Auntie!" Ning Qiu's words were a little out of order now, and his face was flushed.

Originally, she was mistaken for the widow's daughter-in-law, and she didn't feel any embarrassment, but now she is said to be Rongse's daughter-in-law, what a surprise!

She glanced at Rongse shyly, just at this moment Rongse also looked towards her, with a little helplessness in her eyes.

Ning Qiu was even more anxious, so he just explained, for fear that the widow would not believe it: "Auntie, Master is really not your son!"

But the widow was already crying, as if she really saw her son come back, she just scolded Ning Qiu: "You are such a poor lady, you can't even recognize your own husband!"

Then she didn't wait for Ning Qiu to say anything, she grabbed Rong Se's hand again, and looked at Rong Se very distressed: "Dabao, after so many years, you are finally back, is it cold in Beihuang? Are you there? Side, have you suffered a lot?"

Hearing what the widow said, Rong Se and Ke Hanyan looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.

Beihuang, isn't that the famous battlefield of Dachu?Could it be that the widow's son is going to join the army?
Ning Qiu didn't know if it was her own delusion, she seemed to see pain flashing across Rong Se's eyes, and then she returned to the gentle look before, and the helplessness on her face was gone.

He responded softly, and then asked the widow: "Did I go to the Northern Wilderness? How long have I been gone?"

The widow's mind is clear now, her eyes are no longer cloudy, and she speaks very fluently: "Dabao, your mother has counted the days you have been gone, it has been five years and 130 days! You Say you go to the Northern Wilderness, go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, go to make meritorious deeds, and earn a meritorious service for your mother. When she saw you in high spirits, although she was reluctant to part with you, she still let you go..."

The widow started to sob silently when she said this, she tried her best not to cry, when Ning Qiu saw it, she couldn't help but her eyes were red, and she still wiped her tears and said: " You have been away for so many years, and there is no news. My mother is looking forward to your return day and night. I don’t ask you to earn merit for my mother. I don’t know how to defend my family. Can be fine..."

Just now Ning Qiu felt that the widow was very unreasonable, but now, she only felt that her heart was filled with sadness and desolation.

How many people have fought in ancient times, this widow's son may have died in some battle, maybe before he died, he still longed to kill a few enemies, longing to survive himself, little by little Start and become a generation of shocking generals.

Perhaps when he was in the northern wilderness, he also missed his hometown and his elderly parents again and again under the lonely lamp.

Perhaps, he also thought about coming back.

But no matter what the reason was, he still stayed on the battlefield. That hot-blooded man threw his head and blood, shrouded his body in horse leather, and fought in the world.

It doesn't matter whether it is for meritorious deeds, he just used his own blood to interpret the rise and fall of dynasties from generation to generation, and he used his own life to lay the foundation stone for the everlasting prosperity of Great Chu.

But he died, so desolately on the battlefield, except for his relatives at home, maybe no one will remember him anymore.

(End of this chapter)

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