Mulan***

Episode 1 of the TV series "Mulan Kills the Enemies": The wind rises in the wild goose gate, and the woman disguises herself as a man The first scene: Huajia Xiaoyuan·Morning The morning light shines through the sparse locust leaves and casts mottled shadows on the bluestone slabs. Wisps of smoke drifted from the kitchen chimney, and the fragrance of rice porridge spread in the small courtyard. Hua Mulan (played by Mr. Xuan) is squatting by the well, holding the wooden bucket rope with both hands, lifting a bucket full of water. When she turns her wrist, the clear water flows down the wooden ladle into the pottery jar in the corner of the courtyard, splashing tiny splashes of water. "Mulan, slow down, don't be tired." Hua's father walked out of the main room on jujube wood crutches. His left knee was wrapped in a thick strip of cloth. It was an old injury from his early years in the army. It hurt every time it rained. At this moment, he was standing on the steps, his eyes falling on his daughter's straight back, his eyes full of love - his wife passed away early, and his daughter had been chopping wood and carrying water with him since she was a child. She was not at all fragile like an ordinary girl. Hua Mulan straightened up, wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves, and looked back with a smile: "Dad, this little work is nothing. Come back and sit down in the house, the porridge will be ready soon." She turned around and entered the kitchen, opened the lid of the earthenware pot, and stirred the rice porridge in the pot with a wooden spoon. In the hot air, her eyebrows were clear, with the unique heroic spirit of a young person, but there was a bit of softness of a woman hidden in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves outside the courtyard gate, from far to near, startling the chickens in the corner of the courtyard to flap their wings and fly around. Hua Mulan paused while holding the wooden spoon and looked out the door. She saw two officers in brown military uniforms riding horses and stopping at the entrance of the village, holding a bright yellow document in their hands.