Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 171 Try to live strong
Bai Jing held her uncle's memorial tablet, knelt on the cold and hard city wall, and burst into tears: "Uncle...Father...Brother...I'm sorry..."

"It's all because A-Jing pretended to be a commoner, and it's all because A-Jing left a mark. If it weren't for this, you wouldn't go to Yinshan. If it wasn't for this, you wouldn't die in a foreign land..."

"It's all A-Jing's fault..."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

It was at this time that they knew the cause of the matter.

I can finally understand the reason for Bai Jing's heartbreak and madness.

Bai Jing turned around and knelt in front of her sisters-in-law, but she could no longer raise her head: "Second sister-in-law, third sister-in-law, fourth sister-in-law, sixth sister-in-law, I'm sorry, it was me who hurt my brother."

Among them, Yu Jiao was not mentioned.

Maybe he also had a glimmer of hope in his heart. As long as he didn't find it, he would still be alive.

Although that hope is very slim.

The sisters-in-law were stunned and watched helplessly as Bai Jing kowtowed to them.

Second sister-in-law Ren bent down to help him: "Fifth brother, what are you doing this for? Although I don't know the cause and effect very clearly, but I know that the Bai family army rushed to Yinshan to save the people."

"They are warriors, and being warriors means they will die in battle. They are warriors, and being warriors means they will sacrifice their lives to defend the territory and protect the people."

Bai Jing shook his head and knelt stubbornly.

His body kept trembling, and his voice also trembled: "When Beiyan attacked the city, people disappeared from time to time. In order to find out the truth, I pretended to be a common person and found out that the people were taken captive to Yinshan. I left a mark for my uncle and the others... …”

"If I hadn't left a mark at that time, I wouldn't have been left alone to survive now... I was the one who caused you to lose your husband, and I was the one who caused Chuanyi to lose his father. I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for the Bai Jiajun..."

After struggling to explain the cause and effect, he burst into tears again, crying like a young bird that lost its father.

If her husband really died because of him, the sisters-in-law would not be without any complaints. After all, in this family, the closest person is still the husband they rely on throughout their lives.

However, at this moment, these sisters-in-law could not attribute their husband's death to Bai Jing.

What does this have to do with Bai Jing?

Shouldn't it be the person who kidnapped the people who was at fault?

Shouldn't it be the Beiyan traitors who are at fault?

How could it be wrong that this was the person who survived because of performing a latent mission?

However, with so many people, no one responded.

Not because of resentment, but how should they respond?
At this time.

Bai Jing, who was crying, suddenly felt a warmth covering her head.

He looked up in a daze and saw a small hand.

That hand is small, but it has the power to support people's hearts.

Then, he heard Xiao Chuanyi's voice: "Fifth Uncle, Chuanyi believes that God has kept you alive, not to make you live in self-blame and guilt."

"Chuanyi believes that the fifth uncle's surviving life is a blessing from God. It was the Bai family's loyalty that moved the gods and Buddhas, so they let the fifth uncle live. This is God's reward to the Bai family."

"The Bai family has lost so many people. If I know that the fifth uncle is alive, my great-grandfather will be happy, and the fourth uncle and grandma will also be happy, and the fifth aunt will not have to regret it for the rest of her life..."

"Those people who are still praying for the Bai family army despite their precarious situation will also be happy because the fifth brother is alive."

"Everyone will be happy for this, and Chuanyi will also be relieved, because there are still men in the Bai family who can shoulder the responsibilities that belong to us men together with Chuanyi."

"We all feel that it is a great joy for you to be alive. Why does Fifth Uncle think that it is a sin for him to live?"

"My eldest aunt said that when people are sad, they can cry bitterly, but after crying, they must be strong. Chuanyi works very hard, and Uncle Wu must work hard too..."

Bai Jing looked at the little child and felt not only sadness, but also a touch of heartache.

Is this still the child crying on his shoulder?

Is this still the child who follows him like a little tail?
Why is this child so distressing?
Bai Jing wiped away her tears with difficulty, looked at the small hand, and nodded with tears in her eyes: "My fifth uncle has received my message of righteousness."

How can this child be cleansed of the sins on his body in just a few words?

How could the guilt in his heart just disappear?

But he will stand up and try to live strong.

Don't worry about the old grandfather who has white hair and beard at home.

Not to grieve a mother who has already lost a son.

Don't worry the sister next to you.Don't make your wife cry.

Not to mention disappointing the child who was forced to grow up at such a young age.

He tried so hard to control his overwhelming emotions, and only held his uncle's coffin carefully.

Turn your soul towards your distant hometown and the land they once guarded.

Let them see how beautiful this beautiful land is and how worthy it is for them to protect it with their lives without hesitation.

Mrs. Cui saw that Bai Jing finally cheered up. She patted Chuanyi on the shoulder and said softly: "Thank you."

Chuanyi held the spiritual throne and said nothing.

As the son of the Bai family, he must bear his due responsibilities.

The sage once said, "Cultivate your moral character, harmonize your family, govern the country and bring peace to the world." He was not yet capable of ruling the country and bringing peace to the world, but he could do what he could for his family.

Including comforting his fifth uncle.

Here, the second sister-in-law, Ren, is the elder. She bent down and helped Bai Jing up: "The ground is cold, don't kneel down, just come back. Everyone in the Bai family is precious, just come back."

Yu Jiao also wiped his tears: "Fifth brother, just come back."

Several sisters-in-law cried, but were also relieved that he survived.

Bai Xiuying just cried. Bai Jing touched her head and she stopped crying: "Fifth brother, it's great that you are still alive..."

Bai Jing patted her head again, and then held Cui's hand.

He had no words and didn't hold it for long.

But this small movement made Cui's eyes turn red from crying: "Ah Jing..."

A murmur drifted away in the wind.

The family walked down the city wall, and the people had already heard the sound and came over, crowded in the street.

The remains of sky lanterns were scattered on the ground, and paper money was flying all over the sky, and was blown away by the cold wind.

However, this spacious street was as quiet as an empty city, with no one making a sound.

The common people silently made way for them, watching them pass by holding the spiritual tablets in their hands, and then kneeling behind them in unison.

The sharp-eyed person had already recognized Bai Jing's identity, and he knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "The sky has eyes, the fifth young master is still alive, it is really God's blessing..."

The cry broke the deathly silence, and it seemed to be contagious, spreading from ten to ten.

Soon, the long street was full of crying.

Crying for these cold tablets, and also crying for the surviving fifth son.

No one asked how Bai Jing was alive, why she suddenly appeared here, and why she looked like this.

But just having Bai Jing alive was enough to make them happy.

Seeing this scene, Bai Jing's heartbroken heart felt momentarily calm.

He suddenly felt that the Bai family army's sacrifice was not in vain, at least their efforts were remembered by the people in the city.

The sound of mourning filled the long street, and there was an unspeakable sadness everywhere.

Bai Jing just walked among the cries, and together with his nephew and the female family members of the Bai family, they held the weighty spiritual tablet and trudged back to the place where the spirit rested.

Although the tears seemed to have dried up, the cries of the people still made his eyes sore.

Finally, he carefully placed the tablet on the desk and kowtowed it straight in front of the heroes of the Bai family.

His heart was heavy and he was speechless.

He felt guilty and guilty, making him unable to hold his head up.

But looking at Chuanyi kneeling beside him, he finally clenched his fists and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, his eyes, which had been dimmed by the torture in the mine, suddenly emitted a sharp cold light.

As sharp as a knife, with despair, grief and anger, hatred, and a little fear.

He was no longer crazy, and in this despair and sadness, he struggled to find the direction he should move forward.

(End of this chapter)