Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 2 Memories
Seeing that the sun was about to set, and the various ministries that were chasing the defeated army returned to the agreed place one after another, Jia Hun's heart that had been on his mind was also relieved.

it is finally over.

Since leaving Yumen for two and a half years, all the efforts I have put in are finally coming to fruition.

I don't know whether to stay in Anxi or go back to Ningxia Wei?
"Brother Hun, Boss Jia, you have done a great job! Guess who you shot to death just now?" Niu Zhao, who was five big and three thick, trotted to Jia Hun's side.

"Who is it? It can't be Bori Tie China, right?" Jia Hun was also a little excited. If he really killed this big fish, he would be able to catch an earl at the last time. Jia Hun looked expectantly at the trotting cow. Zhao.

"Isn't it the Huntai Jibo Ritiechi of the Timur people? My brother Hunchun, you've made a fortune this time!" Niu Zhao also looked at Jiahun tremblingly.

The chiefs and generals who were gathered around Jia Hun also expressed their congratulations.

"Subordinates, congratulations, general!"

"Haha, let's be happy together. When we get back to Dihua, let's have fun together. I'll treat you!" Jia Hun looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, waving his hand.

The atmosphere in the camp visibly became active.That night, the slaughter of cattle and sheep was very lively.

After all, Jia Hun was not allowed to drink alcohol, and of course, he did not bring alcohol with him. Although the main force of Timur's army had been wiped out, it was not uncommon for a group of troops to attack the camp unexpectedly.

The camp gradually fell silent. Everyone knew that they were going back to Ili soon. It was not close from Talas to Ili. In addition to the confiscated materials this time, they couldn't go back if they didn't have a good rest.

Jia Hun also returned to his tent, scrubbed his feet briefly, put on his foot clothes again, and still wore the armor.

It has been almost four years since he left home. Jia Hun was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze, not doing anything, only his thoughts were wandering. This was the happiest moment of the day for him.

I don't know how the family is doing, whether my father has recovered, whether my younger brothers and sisters have grown up well, what kind of monster did my second aunt do...

It has been 13 years since I came to this world, and a circle of relatives and friends have gathered around me again. Although some people may not be so friendly to me, for the lonely high school students in the previous life, they are still full of happiness.

In the previous life, Jia Hun’s parents died young, and he grew up with his grandfather since he was a child. Although his parents both died, his grandfather had a high pension, plus his parents’ savings and insurance compensation, except that he never felt the love of his parents. Well, materially, he, Jia Hun, was never afraid of anyone.

In Jia Hui's first year of high school, the mask took away his last relative, and his grandfather passed away due to illness.Only three houses and a deposit of more than [-] million yuan were left to Jia Hun, making him a lonely family.Jia Hui lived alone until the summer vacation when he graduated from high school.

That day, I was watching Ah B practicing with the steel whip I just bought. I only heard a loud noise from outside the window, looked up at the balcony, and wore it as soon as it was dark.

"Although I haven't figured out why there is a dump truck on the thirteenth floor, I still thank him for sending me to this world and have a new home." Jia Hun thought.

For Jia Hun, who longs for family affection, having a big family again is really the blessing of the god of dump trucks.

Thanks dump truck.

Lying on the bed, Jia Hun shook his stomach, listening to the sound of shaking a water bag from his stomach full of wine and food.Thoughts drifted to the sky.

At the beginning of the journey, when I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in a wooden barrel under the pear tree, and I was so scared that I thought I was going to be boiled and eaten.

Seeing two people who seemed to be maids walking towards me, holding a brush and a box of powder, walking towards me with a narrow face, strengthened my mind even more.

Before I had time to beg for mercy, the two maids tossed and scrubbed themselves back and forth, and put themselves on the table after scrubbing.

Dizzy from being rubbed, he began to be trampled back and forth by a pair of rough hands. Just as he was about to yell out, he heard the owner of those big hands call out to him "good grandson". Jia Hun decided to observe again.

After observing for a while, especially after noticing my white and tender little fat hands, I found that I had timetraveled.

After hearing about the Rongguo Mansion and the pardoning of the elder brother Zhengge Ermin, I guessed that it was the Red Mansion, and when I heard that the West Mansion Daishan Gong and the East Mansion Daihua Gong strengthened my guess.

If I had known that I would travel to this place, I would read the book "A Dream of Red Mansions" word by word!

The knowledge about Dream of Red Mansions comes from Ah B’s ghost and animal area on the one hand, and online articles on the other.

Fortunately, I know more or less the general plot direction, just pay attention to major events, and the rest depends on God's will.

Sort out the settings and memory of the original body.

He became Jia Amnesty's eldest son.

Jia She's biological mother was Jia She's personal servant girl, who completed her first education when Jia She was 15 years old, and gave birth to Jia Hun by accident. However, she was lucky and died of the disease when Jia She was two years old.

Jia She is a newlywed Yaner, in order to let the young couple give birth to a son as soon as possible, so she was raised under the knees of Jia Daishan and his wife.

Because he is the first grandchild of his family, he is quite loved by his grandfather.

Therefore, since I was three years old, I grew up soaked in medicinal baths, and had to learn the art of war from my grandfather. Jia Hun's dependence on mobile phones and the Internet was abruptly cured by heavy schoolwork.

Although there was a lot of homework, his grandfather put all his love for his grandchildren on himself. What he did once made Jia Hun think that his grandfather had also crossed time, but no, it was the old man's indifference to his first grandson. Unreserved intergenerational parenting.

Jia Hun's thoughts and feelings for the deceased grandfather were also unreservedly placed on Jia Daishan.

In this way, Jia Hun and Jia Daishan's grandfather and grandson lived in Lixiangyuan, enjoying family happiness.

The days go on.

When she was six years old, the aunt gave birth to her first son, Jia Hu, but died of drowning when he was three years old. But not long after, she gave birth to her second son, Jia Lian, who almost couldn't be saved due to hemorrhage.This also made his father, Jia She, dislike the child very much.

The second uncle also has his own son Jia Zhu and daughter Yuan Chun, and the annoying Tanhua Lin Hai also married his aunt Jia Min who always loves to play tricks on him.

The life in the Jia family in Rongning was flat and warm. Although the grandmother Jia Shishi did not think much of him as a concubine, his grandfather was still alive. Under his wing, the whole family did not treat him differently. Ten years passed like this. .

(End of this chapter)