Protagonist Aura

Time passes.

Slowly passing by.

The big man has the mission and responsibilities of the big man, and the small man also has the life and busyness of the small man.

Border wars, after all, cannot affect the lives of ordinary people.

If there is a day, even ordinary people's lives will be greatly fluctuated, it can only be a battle involving the rise and fall of Guozuo's survival.

The small town in the south is warm and intoxicating.

Slightly slow life sentiment, compared with the fast pace of the prosperous city, seems out of place, but the people here are used to it and fall in love with this life.

Including Ning Xuanyuan.

Compared with before, Ning Xuanyuan, who has changed too much, is now an ordinary resident in Turin, a small city in the south of the Yangtze River. It is unremarkable and hard to attract attention.

When the morning sun rises, hold a awning boat and sway across the slightly rippling lake. Then, throw a rod into the water and enjoy the whole daytime fishing life.

This is probably the day Ning Xuanyuan wants to live the most every day?

The neighbors who came and went, passing by, naturally would not have thought that he was the one who stood on the top of the times like the sun?

Still under the South Mountain, moving is shocking!

Occasionally, when Ning Xuanyuan was very boring, he was also thinking about his tragic past over the years. It was mostly like the water ripples on the surface of the lake, where the waves rose and fell, dominating the ups and downs.

He moved to Turin with Qin Qiu a few months ago. He originally thought that people would be unaccustomed to living in a different place. Unexpectedly, the comfort level here is far beyond imagination.

In addition, Ning Xuanyuan himself is a person who likes to fish, and a river in front of the door meets all his life needs.

"Shoo~"

A fish jumped out of the water, weighing about half a catty, but Ning Xuanyuan was not overjoyed, and even a little bit disappointed. It turned out that this fish was not his.

Ning Xuanyuan frowned and looked upset when he picked up the tea mug filled with half a pot of Chinese wolfberry and Chinese angelica.

"What? Are you dissatisfied? Still jealous?"

The old man on the left hand side took off the fish with a smile, smirking at Ning Xuanyuan and winking.

Ning Xuanyuan pretended not to hear.

It's strange to say that at Ning Xuanyuan's age, the people who are best able to blend with him are his peers, but in essence, as long as anyone has friendship with him, there are nine old men out of ten.

No, sitting beside him, an old guy named Wu Shaochun.

It is the fisherman I met not long ago, a native of Turin, who stayed here all his life for development. Now he has a big family business, but he doesn't care much anymore. He is fishing, watching the sunset, waiting for the fallen leaves to return to their roots and being buried in their homeland.

After getting acquainted with each other with Ning Xuanyuan, they often went fishing together.

The weather is good today.

Therefore, the two went out fishing again, but Ning Xuanyuan's luck was too bad, and the few fish that came up together turned out to be all of the elderly surnamed Wu.

"I said you are young, why do you like fishing so much? It's not like the kind of energetic and energetic young man in my impression."

Wu Shaochun picked up the towel and asked Ning Xuanyuan curiously while wiping off the fishy smell on his hands.

Ning Xuanyuan shook the fishing rod in his hand aimlessly, smiling without saying a word.

The old man turned his head and stared at Ning Xuanyuan in a daze, "With my many years of life experience, you are very different, young man, aren't you a hidden big person?"

This sentence completely amused Ning Xuanyuan.

He opened the thermos and shook it towards Wu Shaochun's position, "A big man who drinks Chinese wolfberry and angelica tea every day for health preservation?"

Wu Shaochun, "..."

"I don't like big cities, so I came here to provide for the elderly." Perhaps because Wu Shaochun would not believe it, Ning Xuanyuan said solemnly in a pretentious tone, "It's really for the elderly!"

"Uh...hahaha."

The old man surnamed Wu laughed, without further questioning, he patted his fish basket, and again, which pot should not be opened and which pot should be picked up, "I have a good harvest today, or else, go home for dinner first?"

Ning Xuanyuan rolled his eyes anger, and finally gave a word, "Go!"

"I'm an old man, please be polite."

The old man's crooked figure finally disappeared.

Ning Xuanyuan, who felt so clean suddenly, might be bored. Not long after, whistles came from the corners of his mouth, desolate, empty, and majestic.

Life is unsatisfactory, nine out of ten.

Can talk to people, but two or three.

Ning Xuanyuan didn't know whether he really likes the life in front of him nowadays, it's hard to talk about it, just lack of poetry and distance.

"what happened?"

Qin Qiu didn't know when, standing quietly, she spread her slender left hand and pressed it on Ning Xuanyuan's left shoulder.

Ning Xuanyuan stretched out his hand to shake back, and said slowly, "It's okay."

Today, Qin Qiu has been pregnant for several months. When the relationship was stable at the beginning, they had imagined a good life after having a child.

Now, everything is developing on the right track, and the years are quiet and lively.

"How about it, did Xiao Ningxia kick you today?" Ning Xuanyuan cast his gaze on Qin Qiu's belly and asked with a smile, with rare warmth.

Qin Qiu covered his face with his hands, and he was about to be promoted to mother. At this time, hearing Ning Xuanyuan's words, he still blushed on his temples, like a ripe peach.

"I have a hunch, she is a daughter." Qin Qiu gently leaned against Ning Xuanyuan's knees, turned his left and right hands to support his cheeks, said confidently.

Before Ning Xuanyuan spoke, Qin Qiu chased and replied, "Because our little Ningxia has a very good temper, I can't bear to kick my mother."

She gestured with her fingers, smiling like a peach blossom.

He sat there, listening very engrossedly, and occasionally smiled.

It's just that the world is hard for peace!

When Qin Qiu carefully handed over this morning's newspaper, Ning Xuanyuan's expression changed almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fighting in the south was tight. The corps headed by Yuan Shu broke out in the most thrilling battle on the border between the two countries.

The battle line that lasted several miles became a veritable meat grinder.

Yuan Shu became famous in the first battle and paid a heavy price.

"He can win, but the way is too radical."

Ning Xuanyuan muttered to himself, in this battle, if his Long Live Army were allowed to enter, wherever the mangque went, he would never leave the other side to live.

"Do you have any ideas?" Qin Qiuyi pointed out.

Ning Xuanyuan quickly reduced his smile. The battle on the battlefield did not have much to do with him, the former God of War who was disarmed and returned to the field and released himself to Nanshan.

"I know you are not reconciled!"

However, Qin Qiu actually took out a sticker he had written not long ago, and the ink was splattered, and the subtleties were full of openness.

‘Thirty fame, dust and dirt, eight thousand miles, clouds and moon.

...

When will the minister hate it! Drive a long car and cross the Helan Mountain.

...

Regain the old mountains and rivers from the beginning, and head to the sky! ’

Ning Xuanyuan stared at his handwriting blankly. After almost a second, he made up his mind. He rubbed Qin Qiu's little head and said seriously, "I understand."

"For example?" Qin Qiu asked with a smile.

Ning Xuanyuan raised his head and said to himself, "Recall the Long Live Army!"

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