The wine was gone, the meat was gone, the campfire was crackling, and everything seemed to be the same.

But looking at the woman sitting by the campfire as quiet as a stone statue, everyone felt a little different.

Elegant and quiet, but she can sing with such rough men, and there are obviously some rough movements, so that there is an atmosphere in her gestures.

It looks like a delicate spring flower, but it looks like a vicissitudes of white hair.

"What is there to see." A few men glared at each other, looking at the young men who were walking by the campfire opposite.

The young man is also dressed like Cheng Jiaoniang here, with a large number of deep hoods and robes fluttering in the night wind.

For his arrival, everyone present asked with a little vigilance.

"Is this a little lady, or a big lady?" He asked, curious, "It looks like a little lady, what's the ......matter?" Like an old woman? ”

Where is it like an old woman?

"How do you talk, you kid?" The men said unhappily.

"Isn't it?" The young man took a few steps closer and paused, "Why is the sound so ugly?" ”

It's so rude!

Several men all stood up in hula, and the young man's attendant over there immediately looked at him.

The atmosphere was a little tense.

"Without it, I'm just sick for a long time." Cheng Jianniang said.

"Did you hear that, the lady is sick!" A man shouted angrily.

The young man couldn't hold back a sneer.

"The lady is sick, what are you laughing at!" The man was even angrier, glaring and shouting.

The man next to him raised his hand and gave him a slap.

"Stick! You're sick! Scold the lady for doing it! He yelled.

The man was a little stunned when he was beaten.

"Huh? I didn't scold the lady. He said in a daze.

The young man laughed, approached and sat down.

"Hey, hey. You, you. Can't come and sit here. A man said, holding back a sentence. Man... Men and women should avoid giving and receiving kisses. ”

The young man was even more happy, and lifted his hood slightly with one hand to look at the man.

"So you're not a man, are you?" He asked.

The man glared suddenly.

"Who are you scolding?" he pointed at the kid and was about to scold.

"Six sons." The man who had been leaning on the wooden shelf shouted, "Say a few words, croak." ”

A few men stopped talking, glared at the young man angrily, and all of them sat down, left and right, separating the young man from Cheng Jianniang.

Over there, Master Chen Si also saw it. Frown.

"Or, go and ask the lady to get in the car and rest?" He said, look at Cao Steward.

Steward Cao is the same as ever.

"Yes, yes." He said, but he didn't take a step under his feet, as if you were going to say it yourself.

Isn't it just thirsty for you once, and I'll be scared of my guts, and the old Shaanxi Zhou Wuyong House is almost the same.

Fourth Master Chen spit in his heart. I also sat down by the campfire.

There was silence over the campfire.

"Human affection is warm and cold, the world is hot and cold, seven emotions and six desires, and the sick can taste it. Why age. Cheng Jiaoniang said suddenly, and a small chin could be seen under the hood.

What does that mean?

Men, you look at me, I look at you.

The young man looked down at the bonfire and seemed to laugh at the words. The corners of the mouth can be seen.

Is that so?

"Lady." The man on the side spoke, "It turns out that the lady is also sick." But it can still help us, heal and save lives. This is the heart of a bodhisattva, and there will be good fortune. ”

Cheng Jianniang sighed and turned her head slightly to look at him.

"Have you read a book?" She asked.

The topic is changing fast enough...

The man was stunned.

"I don't dare to say that I have read a book, but I know a few words." He laughed.

"Then why don't you read it?" Cheng Jianniang asked.

"Poor, I can't go on studying, I earn a few military salaries to support my family." The man laughed.

Cheng Jianniang hummed and turned her eyes back to look at the fire.

"Then what are you helping for?" The young man over there said suddenly.

Everyone present frowned.

The topic has changed again?

No, what is this young man talking nonsense?

Some men couldn't help but reach out and scratch their heads, feeling that their brains were a little messy.

The man who had read the book reacted a little quicker, frowning at the young man.

"I was seriously ill and dying, there were only these brothers around me, and I didn't even take the post station and drove it out, desperate in the wilderness, penniless, and not a servant, Lang Jun, why did you say this lady helped?" He raised his eyebrows and said, his beard tied up, already with anger.

"Maybe it's because of Brother Tai's beauty?" The young man said with a curl of his mouth.

"You!" The other men shouted again, and a few jumped up.

This splashy skin and words make trouble, not only describing their benefactor as disrespectful, but now he even dares to laugh at the kindness of his benefactor.

These rich and noble families don't know the hardships and hardships of Lang Jun, and they are the most hateful!

"This Langjun, you may not see many ancient ways and hot intestines, but it is not absent in this world." The sick man said solemnly, "Don't joke about this. ”

The young man didn't care about the hostility and anger on this side, and spread his hands.

"I didn't say that." "She said it herself." ”

The men cursed in a low voice.

"Lady, seven of our brothers, all of them are fellow villagers, from Maoyuan Mountain, and they don't need to be remembered by their mothers, they only ask for the name of their benefactor, and remember their kindness." The sick man no longer paid attention to the young man Lang Jun, looked at Cheng Jianniang and said earnestly.

"Yes, yes, the lady saved my brother and gave me money."

"Undoubtedly a reborn parent..."

"I want to set up an immortal tablet for the lady..."

Miscellaneous seven chaotic coaxing, crude but straightforward words of thanks rang out.

The corners of Cheng Jianniang's mouth curved, but in the end, she didn't say her name, and helped the maid to rest.

Knowing that they were in a hurry, the brothers of Maoyuanshan did not dare to bother, so they had to stop asking.

"The lady is really benevolent, you don't need to remember the kindness, you can be calm." The sick man sighed.

"Even if you've read a book, don't always be literate." The young man, who had been quiet for a moment, said again, "Sour rot is not a good look. ”

In the angry eyes of the men, the young man walked away.

"This kid has a rich skin, but he is like a splash." A man scolded indignantly.

The sick man smiled.

"In this world, who is rich and noble?" He said, as if asking rhetorically, as if talking to himself.

The camp was noisy and silent, except for those on duty, who galloped and fought against the wolves, drank wine, and the weary and drenched others fell asleep wrapped in cloaks and robes.

When the east was shining, the camp resumed its hustle and bustle, and all three parties were ready to get up.

The sound of driving, swearing, and talking mingled like an early morning mist.

"You don't have to follow me anymore." Cheng Jianniang looked at the seven brothers of Maoyuanshan who came over, and said, "His injury is no longer a big problem, and he can take care of it for a while, but it is not suitable, at this time, I said, the disease can be treated, life cannot be cured, you don't want to die, even if I am by my side, I can't save it." ”

The seven men of Maoyuan Mountain thanked them with a little shame and gratitude.

"But if you don't come, if I don't die, you probably won't die." Cheng Jianniang said, in the cold morning, she was almost wrapped in a cloak, and she couldn't even see the corners of her mouth and chin, "Is this fair?" (To be continued......)