The two of them carefully examined it for a while, and then they breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's just a little bruised." The little baby didn't lie, it can be seen that it is a hard worker, and her body is strong. At that moment, the two of them rubbed the dog for a while, and then let go of their hands and said, "Baby, let's see, can you move your arms?" ”

The dog tried to shake his arm, a smile appeared on his face, and he bowed: "The boy thanked the elder, it's not a big deal." ”

"I can't do it." One of the two of them is missing an arm, and the other has both hands, but the legs should have been broken and not connected, and they walked with a limp, "It's not right to say that the old man and others are wrong." If something really happens, it will really be faceless to face that Feng Langjun and your mother. ”

The dog showed a look of loneliness on his face, and shook his head gently: "There are only mothers and children at home, and the rest of the relatives are gone." ”

The dog's words silenced the veterans. After a while, the old man with scar stepped forward, gently touched the dog's head, sighed, and scolded in a low voice: "This damn world!" ”

"God is still good to the kid, although there are no other relatives, but after all, the kid met the master's family." The dog could see it, raised his head and smiled, "Now I live like a person, not like before, not even as a livestock." ”

As soon as these words came out, several veterans gave a thumbs up: "This is really confident." ”

"Wazi, you tell the old man, is it true that as long as you become a Zhuangzi, all children can be literate?" The old man with the scar remembered what had just happened, and bent down and asked with some eagerness.

"Not necessarily." The dog shook his head.

"Why don't you say it's necessarily?" The old man of Scar was anxious, "Didn't you just say that the rules of the village are like this?" ”

"That was before." The dog smiled slyly, blinked, and said, "Didn't a group of wingmen come a few days ago?" Their children don't have such a good life. ”

"Wingman, wingman is also ......" Scar Veteran just said the beginning, seemed to remember something, sighed, did not say any more, just asked again, "Then what is this rule now?" ”

"This kid doesn't know, I have to ask the master's family to find out." The dog shook his head, then bent down and saluted, "Elders, please eat first, and then the boy will come and clean up." ”

After saying this, he took the baby behind him and left, leaving only the veterans looking at each other.

"This Zhuangzi is not simple."

Someone said with emotion.

"Do you see those babies? The lines are all lined up, and in this regard, I am afraid that they are stronger than the auxiliaries in the ranks. ”

"! Between these lines, how many regular soldiers can get out of such ranks? ”

"Don't be noisy, come over and eat first." The old man of Scar snorted, "Didn't you still shout that your belly was hungry just now?" Why don't you want to eat it now? ”

And they gathered around, each of them and took his belongings, and prepared to eat.

"If we are like this, it can be regarded as the life of a nobleman, right?" Everyone looked at the round and white steamed bun, and someone swallowed a mouthful of water, "This can be regarded as three meals a day." ”

"This round cake is so fragrant, sweet and soft, I have never eaten such delicious food in my life!" The person who got the steamed bun couldn't wait to take a big bite, chewed a few bites hard, and said vaguely.

On the contrary, the scar veteran who took the lead looked thoughtful, took a bite of the steamed bun, chewed it casually, and sighed softly.

"Brother Lu, isn't this kind of food to your taste?" The lame veteran who helped the dog rub his shoulder understood and leaned over and asked.

The old soldier of Scar smiled bitterly, looked at the steamed bun in his hand, and said, "Don't say that we have never eaten such good food in our lives, even when we were in that army, even the generals have never seen them eat, right?" I'm thinking, since this Feng Zhuang is so good, what can we make others look at? If I can't think of it, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat this kind of food for long. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone who was eating steamed buns involuntarily stopped,

"I've been rolling on the battlefield for most of my life, fighting for my life with the king of Hades, what else can I do besides killing people with a knife?" The lame veteran also nodded, "Just with this white cake, how many people don't want to come?" Do you have to be missing arms and legs? You have to think about it, otherwise you can't guess the meaning of this master's family, how can you stand firm? ”

"Didn't you fall in love with our murderous kung fu?" Someone tentatively mentioned it.

The old scar's eyes lit up, he slapped his thigh, and shouted, "That's right! He stood up and looked around, and urged again and again, "Bring the food inside, but don't let people listen to it." ”

Several people moved all the things to the cave with all their hands and feet, leaving one person to stand guard at the entrance of the cave, and then they gathered together, and the old man of Scar lowered his voice and said: "We have no other skills except for the murderous craft in our hands." I guess that nine times out of ten, this master family is interested in our craft. I heard that those rich and noble families like to raise some dead soldiers, do you think this Feng Langjun also thinks the same way? ”

"Do you mean to let us go and kill him?"

The lame veteran sneered: "In this world, except for being born in a rich and noble family, which one is not going to sell his life?" People like us can't even compare to women in the field, do you really want people to support us for nothing? ”

"The old lame leg is right, in this world of ball-grabbing, which one can't survive by working hard? If you don't die on the battlefield, it's fate, and if you can live one more day, that's one more day. Since they are all selling their lives, it depends on whether this life is worth it. Let's talk about it, if that's the case, do you want to agree? ”

Everyone was silent for a while, and then someone jokingly said, "Just these two round cakes, that's definitely not going to work." ”

"And this dirt cave......"

"Yes, yes, if you want to eat meat, you have to get two sets of clothes, right? Boots to leather ......"

"Don't say it's useless. Let's talk about it first, if you really want us to die, do you want to agree? ”

"Didn't Brother Lu say it just now? We are living one more day even if we can earn one more day, as long as we can eat this round cake every day and add some meat, it will be worth dying. ”

Someone said nonchalantly.

"What do you say, old lame?"

The lame veteran took a bite of the steamed bun with white flour, chewed it carefully, and then said, "Then it depends on how Feng Langjun arranges the family members of those comrades." We are all lonely and have nothing to worry about, but we all promised those colleagues who blocked guns and arrows for us to take care of their families. If Feng Langjun can really let them eat enough, we will fight for this life, and we will have an explanation for the dead brothers below. ”

"That makes sense." The scarface veteran nodded and looked around at everyone, "It's all a life that escaped from the battlefield together, it's really a life, we can understand it." While the matter is still undecided, if you want to do it, you will leave early, and you will not be blamed. If you don't leave now, you will retreat in the future, not to mention yourself, and even the families of those comrades, don't blame me for being a brother. ”

No one said a word.

In the end, it was the scar-faced veteran who spoke: "Okay, it seems that he is worthy of being a brother in life and death, and this matter is settled." ”

"What if we don't want to be dead?"

"You stuffed your heart with donkey hair? Wouldn't it be good not to be a dead man? Isn't it a beautiful thing to eat white flour cakes until you die? ”