Chapter 637 I don’t want to experience this again

After Cheng Ling said this, the room was quiet for a moment.

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The next moment, Cheng's mother raised her voice and asked, "Who are they? What are they going to do to you?"

"Mom, please don't get excited. Tell me..." Cheng Ling tried to comfort his mother.

"I don't want to hear it!" Mother Cheng stood up excitedly, "You have done so much for the country? Shouldn't they protect you?"

"No, Mom," Cheng Ling's hand touched her mother's shoulder with a slight force, "Uncle Jiang also tried his best to reject my proposal——"

"Then why..." A trace of tears flashed in Cheng's mother's eyes, "Why did you sacrifice yourself so much?"

She understands Cheng Ling's righteousness, knows that Cheng Ling is powerful, and knows that Cheng Ling is doing great things, so she should support her daughter.

But she just felt sorry for her daughter.

Especially when I see my daughter coming back all the way, so hungry that her hands holding the chopsticks are shaking, as a mother, how can I not feel distressed.

She does not refuse her daughter to contribute to the country and the people, but she just hopes that her daughter can breathe a little -

Cheng Ling's vision became broad, and scenes appeared in front of her eyes.

——A long time ago, she personally experienced the destruction of her country and her family.

At that time, everyone was struggling on the edge of life and death, living worse than a dog - the farmland was deserted, wars were burning everywhere, and the roadside was full of dead people who had no time to clean up. They either died in battle or were humiliated to death. Some were treated like animals and killed to be eaten...

The shabby thatched cottages could not withstand the wind, frost, rain and snow. When encountering heavy rain, the refugees would shrink their necks and squat on the roadside, like a tree stump with a section cut off——

On a snowy day, the barely clothed refugees curled up and froze to death in the snow, like question marks——

What's even more terrifying is hunger.

Because of the war, the common people who grew crops were missed, and like locusts, they filled their empty stomachs with everything they could eat wherever they looked.

In the end, all the bark, grass roots, frogs and locusts were eaten away, and the extremely hungry refugees could only eat dirt. Most of the victims had slender limbs and big bellies. Everyone's face was the same. Hopeless and empty.

All the young adults joined the army.

Only the old, the weak, the sick, and some bandits who had avoided joining the army were left.

The mother, who cannot express milk at all, holds her starving baby in her arms. There is no sadness on her face, only numbness. Perhaps she is calculating how many meals the baby in her arms can eat——

The old people had weak legs and feet. When the enemy attacked, they could only stand still and wait for the cavalry to poke their spears into their bodies - it was easier than poking a scarecrow, because the old people were so hungry that they were as thin as firewood and had no meat at all.

Those old people who were lucky enough to escape from the enemy's clutches were also facing death - they were old and useless, and because they had taken away food and clothes, they were stripped naked by their families and abandoned on the way to escape -

As for the children... Cheng Ling couldn't bear to look back. They had loose teeth, huge heads, naked bodies, and were all skin and bones. There has never been a smile on the children's withered and scorched faces——

And she - General Ling - as a leader who leads soldiers to fight, is often too hungry to hold the steel knife.

Hungry - really hungry.

When I was most hungry, I wanted to cut myself in the leg and cut off the flesh to eat.

This kind of hunger that penetrates into the bone marrow has even been carried to later generations - Cheng Ling has always been able to eat and loves to eat. She can suffer any grievance, but she cannot starve -

At that time, her happiest thing was to lead the soldiers to search the battlefield after a victory.

Dead horses, wine bags hanging from the enemy's waist, and moldy hard biscuits in packages can all be used to reward the soldiers.

After the soldiers dragged back the dead horse, everyone happily sharpened their knives, cut meat, and made fire.

The soldiers, who were usually so hungry that they whispered, gathered around the campfire, grabbed the sultry and hard roasted horse meat, drank the wine diluted with water, and sang in a rough voice——

Cheng Ling thought at that time, what would it be like without war?

Can all people have enough to eat?

Can the family happily sit under the big tree and pass the time while shaking the cattail fan after finishing their farm work?

Is it possible for the children to have one or two toys, or a rough wooden knife, or a big rattle that makes a nice sound when shaken?

Can the elderly also live out their lives with dignity?

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Only those who have really experienced this will know how helpless, how desperate, and how painful it is.

The hardship she endures now is nothing compared to the past.

But now, someone wants to drag her country into hell again, how can she just sit back and ignore it?

Therefore, when her mother asked her why she had to sacrifice herself, Cheng Ling couldn't help but a scene flashed before her eyes.

She looked at her mother with sad and firm eyes: "Mom, just because I don't want to experience the pain of losing my home again."