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Chapter 40

"A group?" Wei Qingyun felt weird: "Your tone is not small."

"If you have more apprentices, you can have a greater reputation and let more people know about it." Lin Zhanyu said confidently: "If it's just the two of us, even if we are exhausted, we won't be able to travel to many places."

"Okay." Wei Qingyun followed him and said, "When the time comes, let that kid Xueyi worship you as a teacher."

"It's a deal." Lin Zhanyu hurriedly agreed.

"Okay, go to bed early." Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Wei Qingyun sat up.

Seeing that Senior Brother Wei was about to leave, Lin Zhanyu felt uncomfortable: "I should tell the shopkeeper to arrange for us to live in the same room."

Wei Qingyun smiled helplessly: "It's as if you weren't the one who didn't live with me a while ago."

"It was then, and now is now." Lin Zhanyu was not convinced: "How can we generalize?"

Wei Qingyun had already stood up, but when he heard what Lin Zhanyu said, he suddenly wanted to tease him.

So he suddenly leaned over and got very close to this person.

Lin Zhanyu was startled, and when he realized what happened, his face suddenly turned red.

Wei Qingyun achieved his goal, so he burst out laughing.

He rubbed Lin Zhanyu's hair and walked away.

It has entered the twelfth lunar month, and it is time to count the days to celebrate the New Year.

Lin Zhanyu's life is no different from before. Apart from working, taking care of the children and watching out for the devil's air raids every day, he is helping the guys in the restaurant.

He and Wei Qingyun took turns to go out during the day, hardly seeing each other, and they didn't live together at night, so the originally planned "living together" abruptly turned into "separate living in two places".

The only difference is that, whether in the morning or before going to bed, he can always find time to sneak up to Wei Qingyun's side and ask for a simple kiss.

For him now, this is enough to be happy all day, even dreaming is a sweet dream.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Zhanyu moved into Wei Qingyun's house.But it's not exactly a happy event:

Qiao Li was injured more than half a month ago and could no longer go to the front line.

After the operation, he lay in the hospital for a while. He was arranged by his superior to come to Wuji Restaurant to recuperate. The shopkeeper asked Lin Zhanyu to give up his room.

Long time no see, Qiao Li looked extremely haggard.

"Brother Xiao Qiao," Wei Qingyun was helping them pack their things, Lin Zhanyu helped them in, feeling very distressed: "How did this happen?"

"It's nothing unusual, it's perfectly normal." Qiao Li squeezed out a wry smile.

Xiao Qiao didn't have many things, so he packed them up after a while.Lin Zhanyu helped him to sit down slowly by the bed, only then did he notice that he also brought a crutch.

"Brother Wei, shall we have a chat tonight?" Qiao Li said softly, "The last time I saw you was several months ago."

"Okay." Wei Qingyun didn't want to show sadness, he was afraid that the other party would be sad, so he dragged Lin Zhanyu over: "Little Pole, when the time comes, you cook and cook something delicious."

At night, Lin Zhanyu originally wanted to bring a jar of wine for his two senior brothers, but Wei Qingyun refused.

"He's hurt like this, you let him drink?" Wei Qingyun stood at the door of the house and pressed the other's hand: "Put it back quickly."

"Can't you drink if you're injured?" Lin Zhanyu was at a loss.

"Yes." Wei Qingyun explained in a good-tempered manner: "Wine promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis. Do you still want him to heal?"

"So that's how it is." Lin Zhanyu said, "Then I just prepare a few simple dishes?"

"Make something he likes to eat." Wei Qingyun nodded: "Put less oil and salt."

Soon the food will be served.Conditions are limited, they can only eat some home-cooked dishes.But at this moment, it is precious.

"Look, Zhanyu has grown up." Qiao Li stretched out his hand and patted Lin Zhanyu's shoulder as he said, "Back then when he climbed the wall and fell down, you could still catch him. Now? If he falls again one time……"

"He's too lazy to do that kind of thing now." Wei Qingyun interrupted him with a smile: "I'm very busy all day long."

"That's right." Qiao Li picked up the glass and touched Wei Qingyun with water instead of wine: "It feels like it was yesterday, but it turned out to be the past."

The sound of two small porcelain cups touching each other was clear and crisp.

"Brother Wei, I think you have aged a lot these years." Qiao Li sized him up.

"Nonsense." Wei Qingyun laughed and said, "The immortal is a goblin."

Qiao Li nodded: "That's right. At that time, we were the same age as Zhan Yu is now."

Wei Qingyun picked up a chopstick for him: "Your leg..."

"It's not going to get better." Qiao Li waved his hand: "I was hurt in the early years, and I got hurt again this time." As he spoke, he picked up the wooden crutch that he put aside: "I guess I will depend on it for the rest of my life. "

"Don't say that." Lin Zhanyu looked at him: "Maybe he can be raised well."

"Zhanyu, thank you for your kindness." Qiao Li knew that Lin Zhanyu wanted to comfort him, but he didn't really feel anything: "I have this life, and I can sit and talk with you, so I will Enough."

After all, he was the one who came back from a narrow escape on the battlefield.Thinking this way, Lin Zhanyu picked up the teapot and refilled some water for him.

"In these years, I followed the company to many places outside." Qiao Li turned to Wei Qingyun again: "One time we fought a position, and the Japanese devils had too much firepower and defended stubbornly. From the long-distance attack at the beginning to the bayonet fight at the end, The casualties on our side accounted for more than half."

Wei Qingjun nodded, but did not make a sound.

"At that time, I had a good little brother from Xuzhou who told me that his parents were farming in their hometown, and asked me where I was from. I said, I grew up in Nanjing, and I died in 37. Home."

Qiao Li squinted his eyes and recalled: "Later, the artillery bombarded him, blowing up the man to a bloody mess. He didn't even leave a whole body behind."

He grabbed Wei Qingyun's arm: "Brother, I didn't understand it when I was young. I only knew it when I saw it with my own eyes. Why is human life so fragile?"

"Who doesn't say it." Wei Qingyun smiled wryly, and said what he heard Tailor Ji said on the bank of the river a few years ago: "Sometimes it's not as good as a blade of grass."

"Even if we die, we won't feel bad if we take away a few Japanese devils." Qiao Li sniffed: "But my father, my wife, Lu Jiang's sister-in-law, and elder brother, they died at the hands of the devils." Under the butcher's knife, there is no half power to fight back."

Mentioning these, Wei Qingyun's eyes were inevitably red.

There was crackling firecrackers outside, and it was the guys from Wuji Restaurant who were leading Wei Xueyi to play.

"Let me tell you, I was quite shy when I was fourteen or fifteen years old." Although Qiao Li hadn't been drinking, she opened up the conversation like a drunk:

"At that time my father asked me to do willow work with him, and I shrank back and didn't make a sound. Back then, I was afraid of everything, afraid of being embarrassing, afraid of being punished by my father if I couldn't sing well, and even more afraid of smashing my father's signboard and a rice bowl."

But such a feeling of nostalgia is not incomprehensible, because sitting in front of him are his only two old friends in the world.

"Now that I'm in my thirties, I'm not afraid of anything anymore."

"There was another time when we marched at night, we had to keep quiet so as not to be spotted by the Japanese devils. I led a horse and followed the team, and the company commander suddenly said to hide."

"At that time, everyone was terrified, for fear that the horse would suddenly go crazy, and if it made a fuss, we would all be finished. Fortunately, nothing happened afterwards."

Finally, he picked up his chopsticks again and started eating: "I'm not afraid of death at all now. If I die, there will be countless people on top. Sooner or later, we will win."

"It's been hard these years." Wei Qingyun finally said only this one word of relief.

Lin Zhanyu knew that this was not just for Qiao Li.Wei Qingyun pointed out that there are many more.

Qiao Li took a rest after eating.Lin Zhanyu gave up the room to his brother Xiaoqiao, and he followed Wei Qingyun back to the room.

They have no electric lights, only candles and kerosene lamps for lighting.

Wei Xueyi ran wildly for a while before and was tired from playing, but now he is sleeping soundly.

Wei Qingyun walked over to take a look at him, and seeing that he was tightly covered with the quilt, he sat down on the stool by the table with confidence.

Lin Zhanyu looked at the small box beside the table, and saw that it was full of manuscripts.

"Come here." Seeing him standing in a daze, Wei Qingyun greeted, "Sit down."

Lin Zhanyu walked over and sat next to Senior Brother Wei.

Qiao Li was right, in the past ten years, Wei Qingyun has changed a lot.Lin Zhanyu took a closer look, and found that under the candlelight, there seemed to be a desolate aura between the brows of this man.

He was just over 30 years old, far away from the age of graying temples, but the dim candlelight cast a layer of white shadow on his hair in advance, making him look like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes.

Although his appearance and appearance are not old, he can even be called young and old.

This kind of contradiction made Lin Zhanyu's heart twitch, and he felt pain one after another.

"Zhan Yu," Wei Qingyun looked at him for a while, and finally showed a barely relaxed expression: "Being able to bring you up, I feel that these years have not been in vain."

Lin Zhanyu met his gaze: "Don't say that. I'm afraid I will disappoint you in the future."

"How come? I know you best." Wei Qingyun pointed to the small box containing the manuscript: "It is enough for me to leave two things in my life. One is it, and the other is you."

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Lin Zhanyu's shoulder: "You have been smart since you were a child, and you are the most like a master among us."

Seeing the hesitation in the other party's eyes, he smiled: "You have to trust the vision of senior brother. You have a bright future."

Lin Zhanyu grabbed his hand: "Then I will lend you a good word."

Wei Qingyun gently broke away from him, then waved his hand very generously: "I will lend you all."

There was no scary air raid that night, and there was no need to run around. It seemed to be a moment of peace stolen from the chaos of war.

"Brother, you don't have to be like this, I'm here." Lin Zhanyu saw the loneliness and sentimentality in Wei Qingyun's heart, he leaned forward and whispered: "I want to be your backer forever."

I want to be someone you can rely on, I can feel your pain, share your hatred, and I am willing to do my best to fulfill your expectations.

Although I am still very young, I still have a long way to go to achieve this.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wei Qingyun smiled, and he shook his head: "Why do I want you to be a backer? I want you to be safe and healthy for the rest of your life. In the future, you will be full of peaches and plums, and everything will go smoothly. That's enough."

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Nurtured joy, the Pygmalion effect (not)