Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 80 The Dog's Appearance

When Feng Yong saw that the housekeeper was about to nag again, his forehead hurt, and he interrupted him quickly: "Even so, I can't let the children go. The first time I saw them, I felt guilty. I really want to. The child is frightened, but what can I do?"

"My lord is delicate, and the children in the village are sturdy. How can you compare them to your lord? Please rest assured, lord, you can't make a mistake. Besides, where do you need adults for such a small matter? Are you working on the land?" The steward looked like it was a matter of course, and what he said was a classic content that later controlled the darkness of feudal society.

Wang Xun said with a look of approval: "If A Weng could meet someone like his brother back then, why would he sacrifice his life to go to the battlefield?" But then another look of rejoicing, "Fortunately, this is the only way for my little brother to meet. Brother."

Looking at Zhao Guang's indifferent face again, Feng Yong couldn't help but wonder if he was the only one who thought the veteran was scary?Do the natives really produce some kind of antibody?

"Then why are you two so nervous when facing them?"

Wang Xun chuckled: "At that time, I felt that they were covered in blood, and I knew they had killed a lot of people. According to the rules on the battlefield, friends and enemies cannot be allowed to get close to them before they argue."

Zhao Guang said "Oh", thought for a while, and said, "I just think they are not right. Seeing that Zi Shi has gone up, I naturally have to cooperate as a brother."

Understood, it seems that the housekeeper is right, it seems that he is still too delicate.No way, I haven't felt the cruelty of this world, so naturally I won't understand the indigenous people's thoughts on this kind of thing.Although he had been kicked into an underground black hole by an instructor to pick up human bones when he was training in the army, he had never faced a dead person in person.Moreover, in his own memory, what the former owner of this body remembers is basically what happened after entering Shu. It is estimated that he was a child before entering Shu, so he did not leave much memory.

"Hey, someone's here."

Just as the veterans were speculating about what happened in Zhuangzi, someone noticed a few people walking past the place where the bell rang.

Could it be that something really happened, come over and ask me to wait for help?The veterans murmured in their hearts.

When they got closer, did they realize that it was the baby who was boiling water for them in front of me?Why are you still holding something?

"Wozi, what are you doing?" The people who came over were all half-sized boys, and there was no need to cover up a few rough men who were half naked.

The two dolls walking in the front each carried a bamboo cage in their hands, and they could not see what was inside.The two tall and strong people in the back carried a small wooden barrel together. You can see that there is soup inside, and it is still steaming, with a few vegetable leaves floating on it.The last child was holding several pottery bowls in his hands.

I said earlier that I wanted to drink some water, but I didn't expect it to be delivered.

Gouzi put down the cage in his hand, saluted, and said, "Go back to the elder, the boy is instructed by the master to bring food to the elder." After speaking, he opened the cage, revealing the white steamed buns inside. "Elders, please forgive me. This meal is rushed and can only be divided into two for each person. The master said that we will cook more for the elders when the dinner is over."

When the veterans saw steamed buns, their eyes were straight. Although they had never eaten this thing, or even seen it before, the steaming round and white food was a rare good thing just by looking at it. , what's more, just by smelling the aroma that penetrated into the nose, you know that it must be much stronger than the steamed cakes that the generals in the army occasionally eat!
"Wa Zi, what did you say? This...is this for us?" The Scar veteran pointed at the steamed bun and asked eagerly. If he wanted to come, if he could eat a few mouthfuls of hot soup, he would be satisfied. Now, the bitter people who have to eat wild vegetable dumplings even for breakfast, how dare they expect to eat when the sun is still high in the sky?

"Yes. It's just a little less prepared. There are only two per person. I hope the elders don't mind." Gouzi said politely with a smile on his face from beginning to end. The children behind him all stood silently consciously. Good not to speak.

"Don't dare!" The scarred veteran waved his hands again and again, "When do rough people like this old man dare to think about having food in the broad daylight? Please go back and tell the master, and say that the old man and others are really good at it. I can't afford to be treated like this. I just want to be like the farmers in the village, and I can plan some food under Feng Langjun, and I will be satisfied."

Gouzi turned his body slightly to show his respect, "These food are taken from the food of the villagers. Now it is time to plough the fields, and the master's family divides it for everyone who goes to the fields. The two steamed buns are not specially made for the elders, the elders must not misunderstand. Besides, my mother is also a farmer in the village, and the boy can't be called the elder's little prince."

"Son of Zhuang Hu?!"

This time, not only the old man with scars, but even a sound of inhalation from behind him.Originally, I thought it was shocking enough that the main family let the Zhuang household eat this kind of food, but I didn't expect that Xiao Langjun, who seemed to come from a big family in front of him, turned out to be the son of a Zhuang household.

"Isn't Xiaolang-jun trying to lie to me?" The old man with a scar looked at Gouzi suspiciously, and then pointed to the children who lined up silently behind Gouzi, "Don't say that he is a polite person like Xiaolang-jun. , it is these children behind them, who say that they are servants trained by a big family, I am afraid that some people believe it?"

Gouzi crossed his hands in front of his belly and lowered his head slightly: "I really don't dare to hide from the elders, the boy and others are all sons of the villagers. It's just that he recognized a few words with the master's family and knew a little etiquette, but he dare not let the elders Misunderstand."

"Literacy?" Someone in the veterans cried out, "Don't lie to the old man and the others to come from the southern barbarian land, I don't know, this is a family with hundreds of acres of fertile land, and they may not dare to say literacy. ."

"That's Zhuangzi elsewhere, not Fengzhuang." When Gouzi said this, several children involuntarily puffed up their chests, and their faces were full of confidence, "My master is a child of a master, since It's different from others, even the prime minister has praised it! Feng Zhuangfan's children must be literate with the master's family, this is the rule."

The old man with Scar looked incredulous, his eyes widened, his lips trembling, he grabbed the dog's shoulder and asked loudly, "Is this true?"

The old man with the scar was a little stronger, and the dog's face showed a painful color: "Elder, you hurt me."

"Brother Lu, don't get excited!" Someone rushed out from behind and helped Gouzi break the hand on his shoulder, "Be careful of hurting the child!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the Scarred veteran, who had looked down on life and death, woke up with a face of self-blame, wanted to stretch out his hand, but pulled back and asked repeatedly, "Is baby okay? Are you on?"

The two who rushed out carefully pulled Gouzi's clothes away and saw bruises on both shoulders, and immediately complained, "Why is the eldest brother so strong?"

"It's useless to say this now!" The Scar veteran turned around in a hurry, but didn't dare to go forward. Hearing the two of them say this, he immediately yelled, "It's important to show the baby first! Is it hurt? It's just a matter of asking the old man to kneel and come to the door to make amends."

(End of this chapter)