spring cloud warm

Chapter 643
It's bitterly cold in northern Saibei, and half of spring can't be seen in mid-April.

The yellow sand is vast, sandwiched with streaks of unmelted residual snow.

Across the length and breadth, it is indescribably desolate.

Under the jagged Populus euphratica trees, several domed yurts are next to each other.

Three iron-clad gold mastiffs paced back and forth leisurely, but never left the yurt.

Suddenly their ears all stood up, and they looked towards the northwest.

At the end of the distant sky, a small black dot appeared.

The three-headed mastiff kept a motionless posture, barely blinking its eyes, staring closely at the black spot.

Gradually, the black spot became bigger and bigger, and it could be clearly seen that a person was galloping on horseback.

The horseshoes knocked on the ground, and the sound could be heard from a long distance.

The door of the yurt opened, and a middle-aged woman stood by the door.

Her beautiful eyes contain lingering melancholy, but also have an innocence that cannot be erased by time.

Just when the sun was setting in the west, the man and the horse seemed to be galloping down from the setting sun.

The woman had to cover her forehead with her hands to see clearly.

The man on the horse was wearing a black mink ball and was tall and tall.

The middle-aged woman took a few steps forward, her gait flustered.

But then she stopped again, shaking her head with a wry smile.

One person and one horse came to the front, and those mastiff dogs also ran over, and had fun around that person.

Immediately afterwards, two teenagers walked out of the yurt. They were both tall and thin, with handsome features.

"Mother, it's windy, let's go in!" It was Jiang Nuan's eldest son Huo Zao who came riding a horse.

He is 22 years old this year, exactly the same as Huo Tian when he was young.

Every time Jiang Nuan saw him, she couldn't help feeling a little dazed, as if she saw Mr. Huo again.

Huo Ji and Huo Ce asked their elder brother: "Is the road easy to travel? Is there a letter from the post?"

Huo Zao took out a letter from his bosom and said, "There is still some snow left on the road, but it's not in the way."

The suet lamp was lit in the station room, and Jiang Nuan knew it was written by Xu Chunjun when he saw the cover.

The third child, Huo Ce, smiled and said to his eldest brother, "Brother, is it not just this letter? Did Sister Fangfei also write to you?"

Huo Zao blushed and coughed uncomfortably.

Huo Ji was honest, he gave the third child a push and said, "Hurry up and get someone to cook, the elder brother must be hungry after half a day."

It has been more than three years since they came here. Huo Tian disappeared during the war, and he has not been found after so many years of searching.

Jiang Nuan refused to give up, and brought her three sons to look for it in person.

The place where they live now is the battlefield of that year.

When the army set off to the west during the battle, Jiang Nuan turned the door of the yurt to the west, hoping that one day Huo Tian would return from where he started.

Every day, she would stand in front of the door and watch for a long time, but three years had passed, and there was still no news from Huo Tian.

Under the oil lamp, Jiang Nuan finished reading the letter and didn't speak for a long time.

"Mother, is Aunt Xu's family all right?" Huo Ce asked in a low voice.

"My aunt's house is fine." Jiang Nuan said after recovering, "I have suffered for you for the past three years, and because of my infatuation, you have been made to suffer in this bitter cold place."

Jiang Nuan deeply apologized to her three sons. They are young and they love to play. Who is willing to leave the prosperity and prosperity of the capital city and come to this desolate and desolate desert?
"Mother, we are willing. We are willing to accompany you until father returns." As the eldest son, Huo Zao is the most sensible and filial son.

As long as the weather is not too bad, he will always go out to find his father. The distance he has traveled over the years is 10,000+ miles.

Huo Ji and Huo Ze also quickly said: "We don't feel bitter. When we are with our mother, we are home everywhere."

Jiang Nuan looked at the three sons distressedly, with tears in her eyes.

She shook her head slowly, as if she was talking to her three sons, and also as if she was talking to herself: "Mothers can't be too selfish, I owe you a lot in the past three years.

Your aunt Xu wrote to ask me how I am doing recently, and told me to take care of myself.

From my decision to come to the frontier until now, none of my relatives or friends have stopped me, and no one has blamed me.

But I know it's time to go back. "

"What about father? Are we not waiting for father?" Huo Zao's face was tense, why didn't he have obsession in his heart?
"Brother Zao," Jiang Nuan looked at Huo Zao lovingly and said, "Fang Fei is 17 years old, although there are some things that I haven't made clear, both of us are well aware.

I can't pretend to be confused, and neither do you. How many years are we going to let the girl wait? "

When Huo Zao heard his mother mention Fang Fei, he couldn't help lowering his head slowly, the torment in his heart made him extremely painful.

One end is his most beloved woman, and the other end is his most respected father.

"What about father? Aren't we waiting for him here?"

Jiang Nuan didn't answer him immediately, she looked at the little jumping wick for a long, long time.

"Actually, I already knew it in my heart, but I just didn't want to admit it." Jiang Nuan smiled bitterly, "Your father is the coach, how could he disappear so inexplicably on the battlefield?
Even if there was a sandstorm at that time, he would definitely be able to find the camp.

The reason why such a result was reported to the court must be that he had agreed with others long ago.

He knew I was impatient, and he was afraid that I would not be able to bear it, so he was reported missing.

In this way, although I am anxious and sad, I am always limited.

After a long time, I gradually got used to it, got used to it, and accepted the ending that he would not come back.

It is natural to want to understand what is going on here. "

For more than 1000 days and nights, Jiang Nuan's heart was suffering all the time.

She was so eagerly looking forward to returning the day after tomorrow, just like he used to go out.

But time will gradually calm people down.

After more than 1000 days of waiting, the sun rose and the moon set in the desert, and the silent changes of nature made Jiang Nuan understand that there are some things that cannot be done by manpower.

Huo Tian must have died in battle and left for the country.

But he knows himself too well, and he loves himself too much.

So I told Ke Wangchen and others not to tell anyone about his death, only that he disappeared in the sandstorm of the desert.

Leave Jiang Nuan with a little thought, and support her to get through the saddest days.

He also believed that one day Jiang Nuan would be able to let go and accept the truth.

Because although he is gone, his love is always there.

For this reason, he doesn't want a funeral, he doesn't want meritorious service, and he doesn't even leave a tombstone.

He just slept quietly in this desert, just to be able to protect his most beloved person.

The three Huo Zao brothers all lowered their heads and wept silently.

"Don't cry, children, pack your bags tomorrow, let's go back to the capital!" Jiang Nuan tried to smile.

The night in the desert was desolate and lonely, Jiang Nuan didn't sleep, she quietly went outside, whispering in the wind: "Grandpa, I know you are here. Ask the wind to send you a message, I want to go back.

Don't worry, I will take good care of myself and my three sons.

Come to my dream tonight!Don't hide from me anymore, I haven't dreamed of you once in the past three years, and you will often come to my dreams in the future. "

(End of this chapter)