Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 20 Hometown
"Aren't you going with your two brothers?" Gongsun Yan asked Gongsun Cheng who was standing aside.

He chewed on a stick of cheese and stared out the door.

Looking at the backs of Zhao Yun and Xia Houlan with some longing, he shook his head, "No, I'll stay here with my sister."

"Sister, I don't need you..."

Accompanying... Gongsun Yan said halfway, she looked around, it was completely dark, and in the kitchen only the fire from the stove illuminated a few feet around the stove.

so dark!

but!

"Sister, you don't need to accompany me. Go quickly! The two brothers will go away after a while."

Gongsun Cheng rarely showed the emotion of wanting to play, so he had to be encouraged.

Just tolerate it if it's a little dark or something.

"Then...I'll come back after playing for a while." Gongsun Cheng finally chased the tiger out of the house, unable to resist the temptation of cold weapons, just like the children of later generations who cannot resist the excavator.

He caught up with Xia Houlan and Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun lowered his head to listen to what he said, then raised his head to look in the direction of the kitchen, then stretched out his hand to hold him, and the three of them disappeared into the backyard together.

Gongsun Yan stood alone in the dark kitchen, surrounded by silence. He felt a little nervous and quickly moved to the range of the stove light.

I opened the trading machine and bought a candle, lit it with the lighter that Xia Houlan had put aside, and dripped candle wax on the stove.

When Zhao Yun hauled back the horse feed in the afternoon, he brought her several large boxes half as tall as a person with great fanfare.

It was sealed so tightly that no one in the entire camp knew what was in the box.

No one knows what's in the box, it could be anything.

So she didn't have too many taboos about lighting candles at this time.

Where did the candle come from?
Ask, it’s in the box that Zhao Yun delivered this afternoon!

Who has any evidence to doubt it?
Lighting the candle, the illumination range was wider, and Gongsun Yan felt a little at ease.

This is the place where a massacre of a village actually took place, and the bones of the owner of the yard are still buried in the snow in the backyard.

They fled here to take shelter from the wind and snow. They didn't have the time or energy to dig a hole and bury them. They just piled them in the snowdrift at the root of the backyard wall, a few steps away.

Worried that Gongsun Yan would be hit, Zhao Yun specifically informed her of this at noon.

It was fine at first, but when the horse meat was blanched in a stainless steel pot, the bright red meat was soaked in blood and rolling out brown foam, and Gongsun Yan began to have some random thoughts.

There seemed to be a few more pairs of eyes staring at her from the dark corners where the candlelight could not reach.

No matter how much he told himself that it was self-defense, the feeling of the gold hairpin piercing the body still seemed to linger on his fingertips.

She will never forget the beautiful eyes of the girl in yellow that slowly solidified out of focus during the fire.

She can't forget Gongsun Zan's last look either.

In the darkness, my nose seemed to smell the smoke of Yi Jing burning in the fire again.

The tip of my tongue tasted the stench of the blood of that Yuan Shaojun soldier again.

……

"Lady Gongsun."

The sudden sound scared Gongsun Yan, who was deep in thought, to let out a short scream.

Unlike others who lost their hands when frightened and lost things, she subconsciously grasped the foaming cooking spoon and instinctively leaned her back against the wall.

A hand grabbed her wrist, restraining her from swinging the cooking spoon backwards.

Gongsun Yan panted rapidly and turned around to look.

The tall man stood at the edge of the candlelight, his face unclear.

She suddenly felt at ease.

It's Zhao Yun.

"I'm sorry, did I scare you?" Zhao Yun took a step forward, walked into the candlelight area, revealed Shen Yi's handsome face, made sure that Gongsun Yan had calmed down, then released his hand holding her wrist and apologized. "No, it's okay!" Gongsun Yan forced a smile and then changed the subject, "Why is General Zilong back?"

"Wang Wu was sparring with Zixiu and testing knives, and the young master was watching." Zhao Yun walked to the stove and saw that the fire was dim and about to go out. He filled some firewood into it and fiddled with it a few times before it ignited again, " I think Madam Gongsun doesn’t know how to watch fire, so she came back to help.”

"Oh...that's it. Thank you General Zilong." Gongsun Yan held the cooking spoon and felt a little embarrassed.

In order to resolve the embarrassment, she moved hurriedly, wiped off the foam in the pot, and added a packet of stew ingredients in a white gauze pocket to the stainless steel pot on the stove, which she bought specially at the exchange. Fishy spice packet.

With some difficulty, she lifted the clay pot for storing water and shook her head to stop Zhao Yun from stepping forward to help. She added enough water to the stainless steel pot and then closed the lid.

The meat of the war horse was hard and needed to be stewed for a long time. Zhao Yun was looking after the stove fire, while Gongsun Yan simply sat on the firewood pile with his knees crossed, with a stove between them.

The kitchen was very quiet. Gongsun Yan wanted to cheer up and say something to Zhao Yun, but he was not in the mood.

For a moment, the only sounds in the kitchen were the beeping from the stainless steel pot and the crackling of burning firewood.

Just when Gongsun Yan thought they would remain silent forever, perhaps he misunderstood the reason why Gongsun Yan was in a daze, Zhao Yun's voice came from the other end of the stove: "I would like to express my condolences, ma'am."

Zhao Yun probably wasn't very good at comforting people, as Zhao Yun's voice was a little dry.

"Yes." Gongsun Yan responded, "Thank you for your concern, General."

Until this time, others only knew that Gongsun Zan killed his wife and children and set himself on fire. The youngest daughter, Gongsun Yan, and her younger brother managed to escape.

Gongsun Chengxu was too frightened and did not mention anything about the situation that day, as if he was born with only his sister Gongsun Yan and no other family members.

The fingers under Gongsun Yan's sleeves gently twisted, his expression gloomy.

She moved a little closer to the stove, trying to be as close to the light of the candle as possible.

She wasn't that sad for the Gongsun family, okay, a little bit, but she was more afraid.

Seeing a body for the first time.

It was the first time I saw someone die in front of me.

First time killing...

Near death for the first time.

How can you not be afraid?
"General Zilong?" She called softly.

"The end will be here." Zhao Yun's calm reply came from the other end, and the deep voice slid through the eardrums like cello strings.

"General Zilong, do you still remember the first time you saw a dead person?" Gongsun Yan was a little curious. Zhao Yun, who casually opened a hole in a person's body, saw a dead person like her for the first time.

Unexpectedly, she would ask this question. Zhao Yun on the other end was silent for a moment, then a rustling sound came, and he also sat on the hay in front of the stove pond.

"In the seventh year of the Guanghe period, the Yellow Turbans broke out, all the villages were wiped out, and the bones were like wild beasts." At that time, there were dead people everywhere.

In the seventh year of the Guanghe period, the Yellow Turban Rebellion occurred in 184 AD. Gongsun Yan looked startled, and Zhao Yun's voice did not have much emotional ups and downs, but he told a horrifying story in just two sentences.

The villages are almost gone, and their bones are like wild beasts.

After a long time, Gongsun Yan came back to his senses and shuddered.

Troubled times are really scary...

She hugged her knees and sighed, why did she come here?
"I'm homesick."

Miss her little house, miss her sofa, miss her bathtub, miss her bed...

Not far away, a girl's whisper as thin as a mosquito reached his ears, and Zhao Yun fell into a trance.

In the seventh year of Guanghe's reign, the Yellow Turbans and mountain bandits broke out in Jizhou and swept southward. The towns and villages ran away looking at the smoke. The city walls collapsed when they saw the dust. The people died, and their bones were like mounds. Both my mother and my infant sister died that year. .

In the second year of Zhongping, Xianbei invaded the border areas and several counties in the border areas fell. His father died in the battle.

In the first year of Xingping, the eldest brother led the county soldiers to fight against the marauding Black Mountain bandits, and died of serious injuries.

Home?

Zhao Yun lowered his head expressionlessly, hiding his face in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)