Disastrous year!Before the whole family is wiped out, a little blessing falls from the sky!

Chapter 112 People who are just surviving are not worthy of the word hero!

The old men in Liujia Village were scared to death just now, but now they have heard the first-hand gossip, and their eyes are brighter than the sun.

Third Master Tai leaned over to hand in hand with them, begging with a bitter face.

"Several old brothers, we live in the front and rear villages. No one knows better than you how our Tai family behaves on weekdays. It is really sighing that we have suffered such an indiscriminate disaster today.

"Some people will come from Zhangjiacun soon, and I would like to trouble you to uphold justice and explain the matter in detail, so that the folks in Zhangjiacun will not know the truth and misunderstand us again.

"On weekdays, I don't look up and I look down. If there is a mess, I can't deal with it in the future."

Several old men from Liujia Village nodded quickly and agreed happily.

First of all, Mr. Tai didn't want them to lie, he just told the truth.

Secondly, Tai Jicang, the extermination of the family, is too vicious, and he deserves to die, so he cannot be allowed to cheat others after his death.

Thirdly, the eyes are full of soldiers and Tai family members. If they don't tell the truth, how dare they lie and frame them?

"Don't worry, Mr. Tai, we must tell the truth."

"Yes, yes, we saw with our own eyes that Tai Jicang was thrown to death by the Jiang Hu people."

"He deserves to die, and has nothing to do with your family. If it wasn't for his schemes, he wouldn't have ended up like this."

Third Master Tai breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him again and again, and finally invited him sincerely.

"Today, the beams of my Lao Liu's new house were built, and I originally wanted to invite you to join in the fun. Unexpectedly, this happened when the mutton soup was half boiled.

"Don't leave either. Sit down for a while. After this matter is settled, let's have a nice bowl of mutton soup to calm down the shock!"

The old men didn't expect such "joy" after being frightened, so they agreed after a few excuses.

Third Master Tai secretly winked at his brother, and then Master Tai invited He Xiong into the yard.

The mutton soup, which had been cooked a long time ago, had already turned milky white because of this delay, and the aroma was mixed with a bit of fishy smell, which was overwhelming.

The women were grateful to the border troops for arriving in time and saving the lives of the whole village. They were all very enthusiastic, setting up tables and chairs and serving tea.

Guessing that the old man had something to say to He Xiong, Yang Lihua made excuses to send the women away, and when she was about to take away the daughter, the fat girl hugged He Xiong tightly.

He Xiong also likes the fat girl with milk fragrance, so he nodded with Yang Lihua.

Yang Lihua had no choice but to retreat.

The old man lowered his head to drink tea, and then asked after a long while, "If I remember correctly, you are a personal guard trained by the general's family since he was a child, right? I remember that your names are based on 'Heroes are fearless, protect the family and the country' 'These eight characters are chosen. Major General...are you okay?"

He Xiong was stunned for a moment, and finally responded quickly, "The old hero guessed right, I was born as a major general's personal guard, and now I am the commander-in-chief of the third battalion.

"The Major General is already General Jianwei, from the first rank. Although he is one level lower than General Zhaowu, the [-]th Battalion of the Frontier Army is still firmly in the hands of the Major General."

After that, he hesitated and asked, "Old hero, have you been in the Northland all this time? All the [-]th Battalion were killed in the battle, and you were the only one who survived with serious injuries. You were discharged from the army soon after, and everyone in the army thought you had gone to the south... …”

Old Master Tai shook his head and replied, "Let's not talk about the past, the brothers are all gone, even the general was injured in that battle and passed away soon, only me, a useless cripple, is still alive." He was so ashamed, how dare he swagger outside in the name of the Seventh Battalion.If I hadn't caused trouble today, I didn't want to cause casualties to the villagers, and I hoped for your help, I wouldn't report my number. "

He Xiong was anxious after hearing this and said repeatedly, "How could the old hero say that! Without the deadly battle of the 20th Battalion, there would be no new dynasty and no [-] years of peace! Even today, the major general still retains the designation of the [-]th Battalion. There is a place for the seventh battalion at the festival or at the victory banquet!
"Even our third battalion, the vanguard battalion as a major general, has never felt that it is comparable to the forefathers and heroes of the seventh battalion!"

The old man smiled wryly, looking at the sky in the distance, the memory flooded in his mind like a flood, but he quickly swallowed it back together with the old tears in his eyes.

Perhaps Zhuzhu felt her grandfather's sadness, and immediately gave up the temptation of the golden light of merit, and quickly crawled back into her grandfather's arms. Her little chubby hand patted her grandfather's back, trying hard to comfort her.

"Grandpa, don't cry, Zhuzhu likes you! I'll give you Zhuzhu's snacks!"

The old man touched the little granddaughter's braid lightly, and said softly, "Zhuzhu is good, grandpa didn't cry."

Zhuzhu pointed to Grandpa's heart, accusing in a childish voice, "Grandpa lied, Grandpa's heart is crying."

The old man's nose felt sore and his tears almost burst into tears.

He quickly put his arms around his fat granddaughter, gave her the pipe stick to play with, and then found a way to talk to He Xiong.

"Thanks to your timely arrival for today's matter, I will not say thank you. But is it because of it that you came here?"

He pointed to the big black horse in the stable at the corner of the yard.

The sun was just right at the moment, and the big black horse had enough to eat and drink, and was enjoying the sunbath with his eyes squinted.

The sesame ball is naughty and goes around the middle of the big black horse's legs. Occasionally, if the big black horse dislikes it, he will gently kick it away with his hoof!
He Xiong stood up in surprise, "Yes, old hero, I came here for it!"

The old man hugged his granddaughter and stood up. He smiled and said, "If you don't mind, please call me Uncle Tai. I brought this big black horse back from the cattle and horse market. I thought it was unusual when I saw it. It was just that it was very sick."

Later, I took him home and raised him. His family named him Gale and they took good care of him.

"But the longer I kept him, the more familiar I felt. Today you came to sign up for your name, and I remembered that you are someone close to the major general, so I am more sure of the bloodline of the blast."

At this time, the two of them also walked to the stable.

Zhuzhu was playful and sat directly on Gaifeng's back.

The big black horse was interrupted from enjoying the sun, and sneezed twice in dissatisfaction, but moved its hooves, adjusted its posture, and tried to make the fat girl sit more firmly.

Sesame Ball barked anxiously below, and the old man bent down to pick it up and put it in the fat girl's arms. Sesame Ball wagged its tail in satisfaction.

He Xiong's eyes were full of surprise. He looked at it carefully for a long time and confirmed all the details before sighing.

"Uncle Tai, how did you train the horse? This guy is the descendant of the general's horse. He was raised in a herd of wild horses since he was a child.

"I originally wanted to catch it back to the army for training, and to change the mount for the major general, but the soldiers guarding the wild horses were negligent. The black horse ran to the herdsman's house to steal beans to eat, and was caught by the herdsmen and sold to traders.

I searched all the way, and finally caught up with the vendor, and found this place again. "

Vendor?

The old man remembered that he was in Niuma Market back then, so he hurriedly asked, "Is the peddler surnamed Hu?"

He Xiong nodded, "Yeah, this guy is still doing his job. He said the name of your village when he heard that we were looking for a big black horse and he wouldn't make trouble."

The old man smiled and replied, "Indeed, not only did he sell me the big black horse at a low price, but he also gave me a sesame ball, this puppy, which is said to be a mastiff on the grassland!"

He Xiong was about to speak, but suddenly there was a commotion outside the yard. Someone was pulling their necks and crying, which made the old man frown.

(End of this chapter)