Feng Yong saw that the housekeeper was about to nag again, his brain hurt, and he quickly interrupted him: "Even so, that can't let the children go, when I saw them for the first time, my heart was still empty." It's really going to frighten the child, but what is good? ”

"The lord is delicate, and the children in the village are solid, how can they be compared with the lord? Rest assured, my lord, you can't make a mistake. Besides, where do you need adults for this little thing? When they have finished eating, must they not go down to work quickly? The housekeeper looked like a matter of course, and the words he said were the classic content of later generations to accuse the darkness of feudal society.

Wang Xun had an expression of agreement: "If Ah Weng could meet a character like his brother back then, why would he give up his life to go to the battlefield?" But then he was glad again, "Fortunately, this is how the younger brother can meet the elder brother." ”

Looking at Zhao Guang with an indifferent face, Feng Yong couldn't help but wonder, was it only he who felt that the veteran was scary? Could it be that indigenous people really produce some kind of antibody?

"Then why are you two so nervous about them?"

Wang Xun laughed: "At that time, I felt that they were full of blood, and I knew that they had killed many people." According to the rules on the battlefield, friends and foes are not allowed to get close to each other until they have argued. ”

Zhao Guang said "oh", thought about it, and said: "I just think that something is wrong with them, and when I see Zishi going up, I naturally have to cooperate as a brother." ”

Understood, it seems that what the housekeeper said is right, it seems that he is still too delicate. There's no way, if you haven't felt the cruelty of this world, you naturally won't understand the aborigines' thoughts on this kind of thing. Although he was trained in the army, he was kicked into a black hole underground by an instructor to pick up human bones, but after all, he never faced a dead person in person. And in his own memory, the former owner of this body basically remembered the things after entering Shu, and it is estimated that he was a child before entering Shu, so he didn't leave much memory.

"Hey, someone's coming."

While the veterans were speculating about what was going on in the Zhuangzi, someone noticed a few people coming from the place where the bell rang.

Didn't you really have something going on and come and ask me for help? The veterans muttered in their hearts.

When they got closer, they realized that it was not the baby who boiled water and bathed them in front of them? Why do you still have something in your hands?

"Baby, what is this doing?" The people who came over were all half-grown boys, and a few half-naked rough men didn't need to hide anything.

The two babies at the front each carried a bamboo cage in their hands, and they couldn't see what was inside. The two tall spots in the back carried a small wooden barrel together, and you could see that there was soup inside, and it was still steaming, and a few vegetable leaves were floating on it. The baby at the back also holds several pottery bowls in his hands.

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

The dog put down the cage drawer in his hand, saluted, and said, "Back to the elder, the boy is ordered by the lord to bring food to the elder." As he spoke, he opened the cage drawer, revealing the steamed buns with white flowers inside, "Please forgive me, the elder, this food was made in a hurry, and it can only be divided into two for one person." The host said that when it was time for dinner, he would make more for the elderly. ”

The veterans' eyes were straight when they saw the steamed buns, although they had never eaten this thing, and they had never even seen it, but the round white food that was slightly steaming was a rare good thing just by looking at it, not to mention that just smelling the fragrance that went straight into the nose, they knew that it must be much stronger than the steamed cakes that the generals in the army occasionally ate!

"What did you say, baby? This...... This is for us to eat? The old man of Scar pointed to the steamed bun and asked eatingly, in his mind, if he can eat a few mouthfuls of hot soup, it will already be satisfied, how can a bitter person who even has to eat wild vegetable dumplings for breakfast, dare to hope to eat when the sun is still high in the sky?

"Yes. It's just that there is less preparation, only two for one person, and I hope the elders don't mind. The dog had a smile on his face all the time, and said very politely, and the babies behind him all consciously stood silently without speaking.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" The scar veteran waved his hand again and again, "When did a rough person like the old man dare to think about eating in the middle of the day?" Trouble Xiao Langjun to go back and tell the master, saying that the old man and others really can't afford such courtesy. I just want to be like the farmers in the village, and I can eat under Feng Langjun, and I will be satisfied. ”

The dog turned slightly to show respect, "These foods are taken out of the food of everyone in the village." Now is the time to plough the field, and the main family has divided two steamed buns for everyone who goes to the field, but they are not specially made for the elderly, so the elders should not be misunderstood. Besides, the mother is also a farmer in the village, and the boy can't afford to be called the elder's little langjun. ”

"The son of the farmer?!"

This time, not only the old man with scar, but even a sound of inhalation sounded behind him. I thought it was shocking enough for the master to let the farmer eat this kind of food, but I didn't expect that Xiao Langjun, who seemed to be from a big family, turned out to be the son of the farmer.

"Xiao Langjun Mo is not lying to me?" The old man with the scar glanced at the dog suspiciously, and then pointed to the babies who were silently lined up behind the dog, "Don't say that it is a polite character like Xiao Langjun, but these babies behind him, say that they are servants and children trained by big families, but I am afraid that some people believe it, right?" ”

The dog crossed his hands in front of his abdomen and lowered his head slightly: "I really don't dare to hide from the elders, the boy and the others are all the sons of the villagers." It's just that the master recognized a few words and knew some etiquette, but he didn't dare to let the elders misunderstand. ”

"Literacy?" Someone among the veterans shouted out loud, "Xiao Langjun don't want to deceive the old man and the others that they came from the land of the Southern Barbarians, they don't know that this is a family with hundreds of acres of fertile land, and they may not dare to say that they are literate." ”

"That's Zhuangzi elsewhere, not Feng Zhuang." When the dog said this, several children involuntarily puffed up their chests together, and their faces were full of confidence, "My master is a son of a master, and he is different from others, and even the prime minister has praised it!" Feng Zhuang's children of all ages must be literate with the master's family, this is the rule. ”

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

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

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

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the scar veteran, who looked down on life and death, came to his senses, with a look of self-blame, and wanted to stretch out his hand, but he retracted again, and asked again and again, "Is the baby okay?" Are you hurt? ”

The two people who rushed out carefully pulled the dog's clothes apart, and when they saw that there were bruises on both shoulders, they immediately complained: "Why is the eldest brother so powerful? ”

"Now it's a fart!" The scar veteran was so anxious that he turned around in place, and he didn't dare to step forward, and when he heard the two of them say this, he immediately scolded, "It's important to show the baby the injury first!" Is it hurt? The next thing is that the old man will kneel and come to the door to make amends. ”