Chapter 1229 (1/2)

The stars flash like diamonds in the light. The bright moonlight shines on the grassland. The sky and the earth are quiet. A gust of wind blows, and the grassland rises and falls with the wind.

Stepping on the moonlight, he went back to Yunqing beside the fire and saw that only Feng Dajun and trimmer were left. He asked, ”where are zhiao and Weiqi?”

Feng Dajun said with a smile, ”those two children are sleepy, so let them go back.” It's mainly because he thinks it's inconvenient for him to say a lot when he has two children, so he lets zhiao and Weiqi go back to the camp to have a rest.

He cut a piece of meat with a knife and put it in his silver plate. After a few bites, Yunqing couldn't eat any more. He put down his knife and said with a smile, ”I'm really old, I can't eat much.” Today's roast whole sheep, Yunqing also ate more than a Jin.

Feng Dajun said with a smile, ”now how can we compare with the younger ones!” His son is going to be married soon. I'm not sure he will be a grandfather next year. How can he compare with his twenties!

Trimmer is not satisfied with being old: ”how can everyone feel that they are old? I think I'm still young! ”

Pointing to the remaining ten jin mutton, Yunqing said with a smile: ”you are young, then you will finish these later!”

Trimmer's face turned bitter in an instant.

At this time, Lubai brought a pot of porridge. On the grassland, cattle and sheep are not rare. Vegetables are rare. But this porridge is not fresh vegetables, but dried vegetables.

Yunqing drinks a bowl and says wistfully: ”remember when eating porridge, Jiangbo used to cry and mumble and wait for money to eat roast whole sheep every day. Now with this condition, he is no longer... ” Although Huo Changqing has money in his pocket, he is frugal to support so many people. It's estimated that once or twice a month, he'll have meat. Half the children are just growing up, so at that time they were especially prepared to eat meat.

Feng Dajun and trimmer thought of their former brothers, and they were silent. The more than twenty dead brothers are the pain they will never make up.

Yunqing said an idea hidden in his heart: ”there are so many children in the kindergartens. I'm going to choose some of them and write them down in Jiangbo's name. After a hundred years, someone will burn paper money for them, so that they won't be alone.”

”When did you believe that, Lord?” said tremel He remembered that Yunqing never believed this. He also said that when people die, they will turn grey. But he didn't expect that now he began to believe in reincarnation.

”I want to do something for them,” said Yunqing Half of the 20 people who died were not found.

Feng Dajun asked, ”Lord, is it because of that dream?” Before, Yunqing had told him about that dream.

Without waiting for Yunqing's answer, trimmer asked in surprise, ”dream? What dream? ” Trumer didn't know about it.

Feng Dajun said: ”the LORD had a nightmare before. He dreamed that we were all killed in the war. He was the only one left.” At that time, when he heard Yunqing talking about the dream, his reaction was the same as that of Xu Wu, and he felt very frightened.

Tremo was also shocked: ”ah? When did the prince have such a terrible dream? ” They're all dead. They're not scary.

Before, Yunqing was more taboo, but now it has been released. But because he promised Yuxi not to talk about it much, Yunqing didn't plan to talk about it much: ”all the past things, don't mention it again.”

Cui Mo is not a man of great curiosity, but it's too strange: ”Lord, did you collide with anything at that time?”

Feng Dajun laughed and scolded: ”didn't he say that he didn't believe the things God said? Why do you believe it again? ”

Cui Mo said, ”I'm worried about it? Lord, you dream that we are all dead in battle. What about you? ” He is more concerned about this issue.

Yun Qing omitted all the things in the middle and said, ”he was killed by Yan Wushuang. After he died, he buried me in a beautiful place.” It doesn't matter whether people die like lights go out, or whether they are buried in beautiful scenery or thrown on the grassland to feed wolves.

Cui Mo shuddered, dreaming that they were all killed in the war, even though they were still dreaming of being killed by others. The death of the pit was enough. The enemy gave him a splendid burial. Is there any more strange dream!

Feng Dajun was calm and asked, ”Lord, in your dream, did Yan Wushuang finally win?”

Yun Qing shook his head and said, ”I don't know if he was the last winner. When I was killed by him, he was still the Regent, not the emperor.”

”Dreams are the opposite,” Cui said. In the dream, Yan Wushuang has killed you. Then he must die in your hands later. Then we'll break him up and throw him in the wild to feed the dog. ” Yanmatchless three times and four times hurt Yunqing and Yuxi. Trimmer knows that.