Man Shanhong carried a large clay pot and walked into the house with great interest. This room is a square grass house, which can't kill anyone if it collapses, and it can be regarded as her righteous hall.

There are also a few chairs in the "hall", a square table, and across that square table at the moment, Lei Yiming and Zhang Jiatian are sitting. The sixth sat on the floor in the corner, holding a pistol in his hand, and his two eyes swept the two of them together. Man Shanhong spoke to him in public: "Whoever dares to make trouble first, you will shoot and knock him down!"

With her words, and the lazy sixth child in the corner, Lei Yiming and Zhang Jiatian had no choice but to sit down. Man Shanhong came in and put the big clay pot on the table: "Hot tea, pour it yourself and drink it!"

There was originally a stack of unclean bowls on the table, Zhang Jiatian turned around and took one down, took a clay pot and poured a bowl of tea, and the hot steam pounced on his face, and sure enough, it also brought a little tea fragrance. Pushing this bowl of tea to Lei Yiming's hand, he naturally went to get the bowl again, but when his hand was halfway out, he was stunned, and Lei Yiming turned his head to look at the bowl of tea, and he was also stunned.

Immediately, his hand turned halfway and brought back the bowl of hot tea in front of Lei Yiming's eyes - after being a slave by this person's side for a long time, he had forgotten that the relationship between the two sides was no longer what it used to be. Lei Yiming's gaze followed his hand, all the way from the table to his face, and finally understood, he turned to the front and snorted lukewarmly.

Zhang Jiatian held the bowl in both hands, drank hot tea like porridge, and drank it slowly. Man Shanhong looked at the two of them, a little surprised in her heart - she felt that these two people were now fighting like children

It's the same gas, it's very ridiculous. She has never done this herself, and when it comes to her enemies, she has always killed if she can, and if she can't, she doesn't kill, and she doesn't have so many twists and turns that she wants to talk about.

"It's good to eat in a while. She said to Zhang Jiatian first: "Drink less, I still have food here, and I don't need you to fill it with water." ”

Then she turned to Lei Yiming again: "You can also drink something, the weather is strangely cold." ”

Lei Yiming nodded: "It's cold." ”

Seeing that he didn't mean to do anything, Man Shanhong simply stepped forward, poured him a bowl of hot tea with his own hands, and then turned around and went out to the kitchen. Lei Yiming picked up the tea bowl this time and took a small sip tentatively. Both of their guns were taken away by Man Shanhong, and there was no wolf dog in this house, and he couldn't kill Zhang Jiatian. The better the opportunity at the moment, the more he scratched his heart and regretted that Zhang Jiatian, the bastard - he glanced at the bastard - was only three feet away from him at this moment.

The bastard received his sideways glance and turned his face to look at him, "Hey, there's something I want to ask you." ”

Lei Yiming turned to him: "Say." ”

"In Beidaihe, I just fought with you, I didn't break you, you didn't beat me less, you just want to take revenge afterwards, then beat me up for a few days, if you don't understand the hatred, you can take me home as a flat-headed person again. But why are you so determined to kill me? Am I guilty of such a great sin?"

Lei Yiming replied, "Yes." ”

Zhang Jiatian tilted his head and looked at him, as if he was interested: "Why is there one? ”

"You don't

Understand. ”

"If you don't understand, I'll let you speak!"

Lei Yiming looked at him and saw that his eyes were black and white, and his black eyes were shining, he was really a pair of young and good eyes.

"I have no duty to teach you. Lei Yiming opened his mouth: "When you get older, you will naturally understand." ”

Then he turned forward and leaned back, "But you may not have this opportunity to understand." ”

Zhang Jiatian nodded: "Okay, if you don't say it, you won't say it, if you don't say it, in fact, I can guess it." Then let me ask you again, how is Chunhao now? She let me go, and you didn't spare her when you went back, did you?"

Lei Yiming replied, "What you said reminded me. It's been a long time since I've seen her. When I get home this time, I should meet her. ”

Zhang Jiatian said: "You treat her well, don't always beat and scold her." If one day you fall into my hands, won't you have to count on her to intercede for you? She has weight in my words, and if she had to let me spare your life, I might have agreed to let you live a few more days. ”

Lei Yiming gathered the cloak on his body: "What is the purpose of your words?"

"There's no bad intention, it's just to tell you that she is still useful to you in the spring. If you beat her to death, I'll cry a few times at most, and even if I'm done crying, I can't kill myself to accompany her anyway. But you're missing a backing. ”

After saying this, he sneered twice, and it was very obvious that there was a knife hidden in his smile.

Lei Yiming also smiled: "What you mean, I understand." You want to save her, but what you say is not very clever, and it sounds like a radical general. ”

"I'm young,

Of course you don't know what you can say, but you know what I mean. ”

Lei Yiming asked rhetorically, "Do you think I'm very good at talking?"

While asking, he turned his head to look at Zhang Jiatian. Zhang Jiatian put one elbow on the table and leaned towards him: "You can talk to people when you see people, and you can talk nonsense when you see ghosts, this skill is not bad." ”

"Then what should I say when I see you?"

Zhang Jiatian shook his head lightly: "We don't have anything to say, we don't have to say anything." ”

After saying this, he waited for a moment, didn't wait for Lei Yiming's next words, squinted his eyes, and found that Lei Yiming was looking at him blankly. He was not afraid of his look, Lei Yiming dared to look at him, and he also looked back directly. Since leaving Lei Yiming, he has suffered a lot of bad feelings, but after suffering so much from being exiled, he has become stronger, his body is strong, and his heart is also strong, in contrast, he can see Lei Yiming's haggard - he has been thin since this summer, and he has been thin until now, so thin that his chin is sharp. The two big eyes were empty and sunk in the sockets, but fortunately he was born with good bones, so he was not too thin to be out of shape. The tweed cloak is wrapped in a tweed military uniform, and there are close-fitting warm clothes inside the tweed military uniform. Such a large set of three layers inside and three layers outside can be dressed by him obediently, as if the body is not a body, but a pair of clothes hangers without temperature, one leg is exposed from the cloak, the knee is bent out of the edges and corners of the fabric, and the trousers are tucked into the boots of the riding boots, which are also easily and neatly stuffed.

Zhang Jiatian looked at him from head to toe, and somehow remembered the cotton that Lin Yannong sewed

Pants - He was sweating profusely in order to tuck his legs into the tubes of cotton pants.

Suddenly, he thought that this man might be aging. At least compared to himself, he is going downhill.

At this time, Lei Yiming seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and suddenly retracted his gaze and turned forward. Lowering his eyes and staring at the ground, he was silent at first, and then turned to pick up the tea bowl in his hand, but the tea in the tea bowl was no longer hot.

He shuddered, put down the tea bowl, and reached out to touch the big clay pot again. The big clay pot was still hot, so he moved it in front of him and put his two hands on the body sideways to keep warm. Zhang Jiatian was about to drink another bowl of hot food, but when he saw this, he hesitated, but he still leaned over and picked up the big clay pot.

Filling his empty bowl, he sent the big clay pot back to Lei Yiming: "Here you go, keep hugging!"

Lei Yiming hugged the big clay pot again and ignored him.

Zhang Jiatian drank a few bowls of hot tea, and his mouth and stomach were much more comfortable. At this time, Man Shanhong came back with food, and it turned out that it was time for dinner.

In winter, there are often heavy winds and snows here, and Man Shanhong listened to the sound of the ghost crying wolf howling outside the house, and his face did not change, but only told them: "I know that you are used to eating well, but we only have this here, if it weren't for the two of you coming, we would not even be willing to eat this often." ”

Zhang Jiatian stretched out his head to look at the food: "Stewed meat pancakes? ”

Man Shanhong glanced at the two of them, and asked again: "Let's sit at a table for a meal, you two have no opinion, right?"

Zhang Jiatian replied: "It's okay with me. I'm hungry right now

Even if you let me eat with the dog, I don't have a problem. ”

Man Shanhong asked Lei Yiming again: "What about you?"

Lei Yiming still didn't say anything.

Zhang Jiatian was a little surprised, because Lei Yiming shouldn't have such a good temper, if it is said to be a show of weakness, then there is no need, because in this red territory, none of them have the opportunity to strike first, and even if they really start, Lei Yiming is also a large number of people.

The sixth child went out of the house to eat, and the remaining three sat down around the table, Zhang Jiatian copied the chopsticks with one hand, grabbed a face-sized pancake with the other, and ate it with his mouth open. Man Shanhong also picked up a piece of pancake, put it in his mouth and was about to bite it, when he suddenly saw that Lei Yiming didn't move his chopsticks, so he stretched out his hand and patted him: "Hey, don't you act like a delicate lady, okay? If you don't eat now, you deserve to starve at night!"

She slapped it down, Lei Yiming frowned and ducked to the side, and Man Shanhong reacted - he slapped his injured left shoulder.

Hurriedly retracted her hand, she stuck out her tongue at him: "I forgot, I didn't mean to." ”

Lei Yiming knew that she didn't mean it, and she did it on purpose, and he could only bear it now. After barely taking a few sips of the soup, his stomach churned upwards for a while, and he didn't taste what kind of meat was boiled in the soup, only felt fishy. These days, his body has not been completely healthy and comfortable, and he was in the same room with Zhang Jiatian, as if he was greatly oppressed, and he felt more and more suffocated. endured and endured, and until now, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and bent over, retching.

Man Shanhong was eating and drinking with Zhang Jiatian, and saw his reaction coldly, Zhang Jiatian stopped his chopsticks, opened his mouth wide and took another bite of the pancake, and Man Shanhong put down the cake and chopsticks, and squatted down to look at his face: "What's wrong with you?

Lei Yiming shook his head - in the last second, he was nauseated, and in this second, his feeling changed again, and the stomach pouch seemed to be clenched by a hand, and began to ache faintly. Man Shanhong wiped his hands on the placket of his clothes, and then patted him on the back: "Are you paper-paste? Why are you sick again?"

Zhang Jiatian sat still and didn't move, just puffing out his cheeks and munching. Seeing that Lei Yiming didn't say a word, but beads of sweat were dripping from his sideburns, Man Shanhong was a little at a loss, raised his head and said to Zhang Jiatian: "What should I do? I don't have a doctor here." ”

Zhang Jiatian picked up another piece of cake: "Don't you have a doctor and a mouse?" Let me tell you, this person is a scourge, you get some rat medicine for him to eat, and he will be gone." ”

Man Shanhong replied: "I really don't have any rat medicine here." If you look at my place, are you afraid of rats? It's good to have rats, which proves that I have food here. ”

Zhang Jiatian bit off most of the cake in three bites, as if he was eating very fragrantly, and he didn't want to say more gossip, but after swallowing the cake, he still muttered a sentence from his mouth: "You get him some porridge to drink, don't people with a bad stomach drink porridge?"

There was really porridge in the kitchen.

No one is happy to drink porridge, they all want to eat dry, but there is only so much food, and they eat and sleep at night, so there are always a considerable number of low-level minions in this cottage, and they can only get a bowl of hot porridge at night. Man Shanhong brought a bowl of so-called rice porridge with clear soup and little water, and wanted to feed him. Lei Yiming put his arm on the edge of the table, lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of his arm, he really couldn't eat, but Man Shanhong cared for him sincerely and wanted him to eat. The more Zhang Jiatian listened, the more impatient he became, and finally said to Man Shanhong: "He won't starve to death if he eats less." ”

Man Shanhong replied: "I know, but it's not the first time he's known me today, and I have a little friendship with him." He had a stomachache, and I couldn't just watch it. ”

Zhang Jiatian stuffed the last piece of pancake into his mouth, then rolled up his sleeves and stood up, and walked in front of Lei Yiming: "Man Shanhong, you put down the bowl and go over to help him up." Lao Tzu fed him personally, and if you don't believe him, you won't eat it!"

Man Shanhong really put down the bowl, walked behind Lei Yiming, and helped him up. Zhang Jiatian thought that he would definitely refuse to cooperate, so he took the opportunity to splash him with hot porridge, and it was good to burn him - didn't he also burn the spring at the beginning?

However, to his surprise, he sent out a spoonful of hot porridge, and Lei Yiming actually ate it.