Rebirth of a Star General - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

He Yunsheng frowned and asked, “What did you say?”

He Yan didn’t move, and repeated seriously: “I said, you can’t chop wood like this.”

The boy became impatient, “He Yan, go back to the house if you are sick, don’t look for faults here.”

“If you chop like this, it won’t be finished even in the dark.” He Yan didn’t move.

He Yunsheng seemed to be angry suddenly. He stepped forward and said angrily: “If it weren’t for you to spend money because of your illness, Dad wouldn’t send away the young man. You still know that you are going to chop until dark. If you haven’t chopped the firewood, don’t point your finger at you. You can chop you like this Come hack!”

He Yan’s heart moved slightly. It turned out that there was a small servant at home, but because the poor family wanted to see the doctor send the small servant away, the young man took up the job of the small servant. Judging from his appearance, he has been grudges against this sister for a long time, crackling and cynicism, it really doesn’t leave any affection.

Being poor also has the advantage of being poor. For example, if there is no one in the yard, the embarrassing scene of the brother and sister will not be bumped by others. If you change to the former He family and Xu family, I am afraid that the maids watching the excitement can form a team of soldiers and horses.

After He Yunsheng finished speaking, he waited for He Yan to jump and scold someone, but to his surprise, He Yan did not scold someone this time, but bent down and picked up the axe that he had thrown on the ground.

She was dropped by this heavy axe, and her slender wrist seemed to be unbearable, which was shocking.

He Yan looked at her hand and frowned slightly. He couldn’t even lift the axe, which was far worse than when she came before.

He Yunsheng was stunned, and said suspiciously, “What are you doing?”

“I’ll show it to you.” He Yan replied.

He Yunsheng became even more angry when he heard it, and said angrily: “Don’t mess around with you, you…”

Before he finished speaking, he interrupted his voice with a “bang”.

He Yan had already picked up his axe and slashed the wood in front of him into two.

“Look.” She said: “It’s very simple. You can’t hold the front end of the axe. You have to hold the end of the axe handle and chop along the lines of the wood. It will save a lot of effort.”

He Yunsheng stared at her blankly. After a while, the young man’s face flushed, and his tone was almost angered. He pointed to He Yan and said, “You, you, you, you really don’t have any intentions! Your hand … Dad will scold me when he comes back! He Yan, you are so scheming and treacherous!”

“Huh?” He Yan was puzzled. The next moment, a panicked female voice sounded: “Girl, you bleed!”

He Yan looked down subconsciously, his palm was worn out at some point, and the blood stains reflected in his palm, it was so vivid that it was a bit moving.

She just chopped a stick of firewood with an axe in her hand, so she frayed her hand? How delicate is this body? Ever since she was young, has Miss He Da mentioned something heavier? Did she make it with cotton and tofu?

He Yan was lost in thought. Qingmei, the maidservant, had already rushed over and pulled her into the house, and said anxiously: “You have to wipe it with a plaster first, I don’t know if it will leave scars…”

He Yunsheng glared at her bitterly, and then dropped a sentence: “He Yan, do it, you will die sooner or later.” He turned and ran.

He Yan couldn’t laugh or cry. In her last life, she lived until she got married and died until now. This is the first time someone says she “made”.

This feeling is very novel. In the minds of soldiers, “work” is probably a very distant word.

Qingmei put He Yan’s hand on her knee, took the fingertips and wiped the plaster on He Yan’s palm. After that, she shed tears, “What can I do if there are scars? I have to find a way to get some scar removal cream. Row.”

“It’s okay,” He Yan couldn’t see the girl crying, especially a beautiful girl who was fifteen or sixteen years old and younger than her in her previous life, so he said with relief: “Leave scars and leave scars, just fine.”

Qingmei opened her eyes wide, she forgot to wipe her tears, staring at He Yan speechless.

“What’s wrong?” He Yan asked.

“No, nothing.” Qingmei wiped her tears and stood up, “It’s good if the girl is not angry.”

The tone of the words… He Yan looked at the powdered jewelry in front of the dressing table, and he probably understood something in his heart. The original Miss He was very beautiful and delicate, and the delicate skin of this body was meant to be pampered. If she usually broke a hole, it would be a big deal.

Does God see that she was too rough in her previous life, and she has never experienced the feeling of being a daughter. Only in this life has she found such a delicate body for her, and the wind and rain can’t bear it.

Qingmei asked, “Girl, the servant girl can pour you a cup of hot tea. It was raining outside and caught the cold.”

“Wait.” He Yan called to her, “I remembered one thing, I woke up before, and I can’t remember some things clearly…” She looked at Qingmei, “How did I get sick?”

Originally, there was a young man in this family, but he was sent away after he was sent to see a doctor. It can be seen that this disease was not born with him. But if there was a sudden illness, she didn’t feel any discomfort in the past few days. Everyone in the room looked at her carefully for fear of accidents when they saw her. He Yan found it weird.

Qingmei was shocked when she heard the words, grabbed He Yan’s hand, and almost shed tears: “Girl, you have been sad for Fan Gongzi once, but you can’t toss it again. Even if you don’t do it for yourself, it’s worth it. I have to think about it for the master and the young master!”

Fan Gongzi? man?

He Yan asked: “Which Young Master Fan?”

“Girl, what do you mean by this…Yes, Young Master Fan is so ruthless, not a good match, and it is right for the girl to forget him. The slave and maid will not take the initiative to mention Young Master Fan, as long as the girl is well.” , Qingmei wiped her eyes again.

This little maid really loves to cry too much. The new recruits under her camp did not cry so much the first time they went to the battlefield. I haven’t asked a few words yet, the skirt of the clothes is already wet, and if this goes on, you will be able to overflow the golden mountain without a stick of incense.

“Okay.” He Yan said helplessly, “then don’t mention it, you go and change your clothes first, your clothes are wet.”

Qingmei stared at He Yan, seeing that He Yan’s expression was calm and not about to collapse, he hesitated for a while and said: “The slave and maid will change…the girl, wait for the slave, the slave will be back soon.” This is only one step. Three turned around and left.

The room was quiet again.

He Yan stretched out his hand and opened his palm to himself.

The plaster applied by Qingmei was still standing on her hand, and she looked at this slender and delicate hand in a daze. The strength of women is inherently weaker than that of men. In order to practice hand strength, He Yan sneaked out from the back door of the mansion every day before dawn every day in order to practice hand strength, and climbed to the Donghuang Mountain in the capital to help the monks in the temple pick water and chop wood. The skin of the hand is worn out, and it will be better after the cocoon gradually emerges. Then, the two buckets can be easily lifted, and the stone can be hung on the wrist for punching.

She is not clever, so she can only use stupid methods, accumulating over time, she has the qualifications to compete with men.

Only now, everything is back to square one. Not to mention taking away what originally belonged to her, just this weak body could not bear the thorny road that she was going to go on in the future.

“Let’s practice then.” He Yan said to herself, “Like before.” This may be a test given to her by the heavens, as the price of her rebirth, but there is nothing terrible about it.

It’s just a start again.