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  Darkness was a strange and profound word for Ah Xiu, or for most people of that era, but Ah Xiu had indeed fallen into such a state without realizing it. Darkness is beautiful because one can weave a dream for oneself? She was like a diligent little spider, spinning a crystal web, sticking herself to it. Every day, she would sit in the center of the web, thinking, pondering, hurting, and feeling sweet, quietly waiting, but not knowing what she was waiting for.

  "A Xiu, where is Meng You Tian rushing to in such a hurry?" Little Yu used his quick wit to shoo away the Eighth Route Army soldier and turned around to see the back of Meng You Tian riding a donkey at full speed.

  "No, nothing." Ah Xiu withdrew her gaze and said somewhat flusteredly: "Aunt is worried about him, afraid something will happen to him, so he went back to take a look."

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  The gunfire in Shili Village completely stopped, and after realizing that the surrounded troops had no hope, the Japanese army stopped its attack. After dawn, the Japanese reconnaissance plane made a final confirmation over the battlefield, and the Japanese army withdrew, ending this deep penetration sweep.

  By then, the Japanese army's nine-route siege of southeastern Shanxi was thoroughly smashed. The Central Route Army continued to pursue and expand its victory, actively expanding its gains, killing or wounding over 2,000 Japanese soldiers, and recovering 19 county seats. This battle not only consolidated and expanded the newly established anti-Japanese base behind enemy lines but also brought great development to the troops. And won a relatively peaceful period of more than six months.

  The devils retreated, and the common people again supported the elderly and carried their children, driving livestock and carrying poultry back to their respective villages. In the following days, it was a joint effort between the military and civilians to repair houses and rebuild homes that had been ravaged by the devils.

  Meng You Tian's idea of building a fortress village with green bricks fell through, the project was too large and time-consuming. The common people were eager to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, so they could only make do with makeshift arrangements. Either using leftover bricks and tiles or digging earth and making adobe, whatever came quickly was used.

  Distant memories. The sorrowful emotions, in the fine gaps between the horse's tail and the strings of the zither, awkwardly flowed, slowly becoming smooth and clear, the sound like a small stream flowing, making people feel a hint of hidden sadness. Meng You Tian closed his eyes slightly, his thoughts wandering further and further away in his own music.

  It began with a deep, anguished sigh, as if recounting the hardships and tribulations of his life with an emotion that could not be suppressed. On the bumpy road of life, he wandered, drifting, yet refusing to yield to fate. He poured out the anguish of oppression and the irrepressible sorrow in his heart. He was telling a story of bitter hardship and struggle, filled with twists and turns.

  The melody presents a new rhythm, soft yet strong, with emotions gradually shifting from calmness to excitement. It's a struggle and resistance against fate, as well as a yearning and pursuit of a better life. The uplifting music ends in a tone filled with discontent, leaving one with an unfinished feeling. As if someone is still silently pouring out their heart, pouring out, pouring out...

  Meng You Tian let out a long sigh, putting down the huqin. The music seemed to still linger in the air, evoking feelings of "sighing at the bitterness of human life, alone and sorrowful, with tears falling". Although the instrument's pitch was slightly off due to its age, playing this piece today truly revealed the author's state of mind back then. As the scenery evokes emotions, and the atmosphere is born from the heart, using one's heart rather than hands to express the essence of music is indeed like this! The sorrowful and unjust melody suddenly gives rise to a feeling of heartbreaking despair.

  Asheng sat by the window, looking at Meng You Tian who was listless and felt a dull ache in her heart. When Meng You Tian was happy, she was also joyful; when Meng You Tian was sad and distressed, she was also worried...

  A faint, discordant laugh came from behind her, and Ah Xiu turned to see Xiao Man playing with a kitten on the kang, while Zi Juan looked on with an uncharacteristically childish expression, completely absorbed in the scene and laughing foolishly. The wailing sound of the huqin outside was music to her ears, but she didn't notice it at all.

  "Zi Juan——" Ashu called out softly.

  Zi Juan slowly turned her face, and in her big eyes, it was as if a faint mist was lingering. She looked at Ah Xiu, but also seemed not to be looking at Ah Xiu, her eyes blinking slowly, as if she had just woken up.

  "Today the sun is shining outside, shall we go out for a walk?" Ah Xiu coaxed like a child and said softly: "Let's pick some flowers or go to the small river to catch fish?"

  Zi Juan seemed to be lost in thought, and also seemed not to have heard Ah Xiu's words. She slowly turned her head again, neither saying she would go nor saying she wouldn't go.

  A Xiu smiled wryly and said to Xiao Man: "Stay at home, don't take a step away from Zi Juan sister, wait for Auntie to come back."

  "What's up?" asked Xiao Man.

  "I'm going to work in the fields." Ah Xiu looked at Meng You Tian, who was hesitating in the courtyard, and instead of coming over to see Zi Juan, he pulled out a mule and loaded it with farm tools.

  The woman he loved had become silly and foolish, Meng You Tian felt uncomfortable in his heart, and seeing Zi Juan made him even more worried. Going down to work was also a way to ease his mood, especially not wanting to wait for his mother to come back and nag in his ear again. In fact, Meng's mother was also a kind-hearted person, and although Zi Juan had stabilized her emotions and was no longer clinging to herself, she could be with Ah Xiu and Xiao Yan together, but asking her to drive Zi Juan out was something that couldn't be done at all.

  The earthy scent of the fields wafts up, and everywhere is a lush green color. A few wildflowers are even more vibrant against the green backdrop, tender like the cheeks of a young girl just coming into bloom.

  Meng You Tian tied up the mule, took a hoe and started working in the field. The wheat seedlings were already quite tall and growing well, but Meng You Tian listlessly greeted a few villagers in the field, then furrowed his brow and busied himself. When something like this happened, he was in a bad mood and didn't even want to talk much.

  He waited until he had finished hoeing one ridge, then turned around and started hoeing another ridge along the ditch. He saw Ah Xiu had also arrived in the field, her head down, working with great energy. Ah Xiu's movements as she hoed were very practiced, wearing a gray short jacket, her thick black braids moving up and down with the hoe, flashing occasionally. Her black pants were rolled up to her knees, revealing sturdy red legs, two moderate-sized feet stuck in the soft wet mud, moving steadily back and forth. After hoeing for a while, she raised her head, smoothed out the few strands of hair that had fallen on her face behind her ears, wiped the sweat from her forehead with her elbow. Seeing Meng You Tian staring at her, she flashed a smile, spat into her palm, rubbed her hands together, and continued working.

  The sun-kissed and wind-blown Ashu's skin didn't have the delicate whiteness of Zijuan, but was instead rosy and radiant with health, every move she made was confident and full of vitality. Compared to Zijuan who grew up in a wealthy family, Ashu had her own things to be proud of, although she might not realize it herself, perhaps she even envied Zijuan?

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