"By the way, Brother Lu, the housekeeper told us just now that there are wingmen living under the slope at that end. You say, then Feng Langjun asked us to live here, could it be that he had the intention of letting us watch those wingmen? ”

That's when someone asked.

The Scarface veteran didn't answer immediately, presumably thinking about it, and after a while he said, "I can't tell." The wingman at the other end seems to be a familiar officer, and when he entered the village, he saw him go down to the ground. It is estimated that it is a slave bought by the master's family, but since it is a wingman, let's pay attention to the point first. ”

Although it has entered autumn, the remnants of the autumn tiger in Shu are still there, and the scar-faced veterans and their party washed their bodies and came out, although they were only wearing the boxers that Feng Zhuang specially sent them, they didn't have to worry about getting cold. This place is in the village again, and the people on the village are busy in the field, even if a few people are naked, there is no need to worry about people from outside the village coming to see. As for the clothes that have been soaked in willow water, they are left to dry in the sun for half a day, and by dusk, they are almost dry, and there is no need to worry about having no clothes to wear tomorrow.

"This thing is a novelty," someone tugged at the boxers, "this CD is worthy of the capital of the Han Dynasty, and even the calf pants are cooler than elsewhere." ”

"Isn't it just as cool if you wear a cloak and get a little wind underneath?" Someone next to him teased.

Everyone burst out laughing, and seemed to be in a good mood. Although everyone had to wash their bodies just now, and they had to soak everything in willow water, and even their hair had to be broken and washed carefully, no one was dissatisfied. Because the more they toss like this, the more you can see how much the owner of the village values them. are all old people who have rolled between life and death, and this bit of eyesight is still valuable. It seems that this Zhuangzi who settled next to the CD has a little certainty, and his heart is naturally happy.

"It's just that from yesterday to now, I have eaten some wild vegetable dumplings in the morning, and I am thirsty and hungry at this time, and this village will not say that I will send us some water." Someone complained a little.

The scar-faced veteran glared at him at a glance and scolded, "Eat, eat, eat!" You know how to eat! Don't pee to see what you look like, will you eat three foods one day? Noble people eat three times a day! If you are a poor person who wants to eat, you will have to thank God if you don't starve to death. When I was thirsty, I went to the field to pour two mouthfuls of water, and I endured it for so long along the way, and now that I have arrived at the ground, I still have half a day to go? ”

As he was talking, he suddenly heard the bell ringing on the Zhuangzi side, and the peasants in the field in the distance made a small noise, and then put down their work one after another, and got up and rushed to the Zhuangzi.

"What is this doing?"

Several people stretched their necks in disbelief to look at the place where Zhuangzi rang the bell, but they couldn't see any clues, and they couldn't help but feel a little anxious in their hearts, this is the Zhuangzi they will rely on in the future, but don't just get to the ground, something happened. At that time, even if it has nothing to do with them, it is not beautiful to be seen as caused by the bad luck brought by himself and others from the pile of dead people.

"Why don't we go and see? How might it help? ”

I said this in a hurry.

"There's no hurry." The old man with the scarface was able to calm down, "Looking at the peasant's walking posture, there is no hurry, it shouldn't be a big deal." If you really want us to make a move, Zhuang Shang will naturally send someone to say. Don't forget, when I first entered the village, the two babies who blocked Feng Langjun behind them, if they worked the battlefield, they would definitely not be able to fight us, but if they only talked about their skills, they were afraid that they would be higher than us. ”

In fact, the scar veteran who took the lead still has a deeper level of thought in his heart, even if there is a real emergency, let people come to the door to beg for themselves, than taking the initiative to help others, and the favor is different. The greater the favor, the less bullying you will be able to make these outsiders suffer in the future.

It is common sense that the status of the old farmer is higher than that of the outsider, and it is also unfortunate that this scar-faced veteran has such thoughts.

"This is Zhong Mingding's food house!" Zhao Guang stood at the highest place of the open space above the village, watched the villagers below holding pottery food bowls, consciously lined up in two rows, stepped forward in turn, and took the steamed buns and soup from the hands of the cook and Amei, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Brother Zhuangshang, even the villagers can be discharged from the ranks of the army, and the younger brother is really admired." ”

"Ass! This still uses a military formation? Feng Yong glanced at Zhao Guang disdainfully, and couldn't speak properly, "If you don't line up, you won't have anything to eat, you go to the Zhuangzi in your house to try it, keep everyone like this, how dare anyone be disobedient?" ”

Eating lunch is such a thing, in fact, the housekeeper was resolutely opposed from the beginning. Three meals a day is the treatment that only nobles have, and the farmer who digs in the soil can eat a hot meal in the morning and evening, that is, he has accumulated virtue in his previous life! But in Feng Yong's view, work efficiency is the first place, and the farmers work for a day, and the breakfast can last a day? Can you do a hairy job hungry?

Unable to resist Feng Yong's insistence, the housekeeper finally took a step back, and only gave two steamed buns and a bowl of hot soup for lunch - it was said to be hot soup, but in fact, the water was boiled, a few vegetable leaves were added, and a little salt was added, and the water was so light that it could not taste salty at all. In this way, everyone in the village was grateful to Dade and ate happily.

The housekeeper was distressed about the food for several days, and said that if he continued like this, the house would be defeated. Feng Yong is completely immune to this kind of intimidation, he is not uneducated in mathematics, and the food in the house will be enough to last until next summer. In the past two years, Zhuge Old Demon will only let the people of Shuzhong recuperate, and it is impossible to move troops, what are you afraid of? Dujiangyan will play a role next year, and there will be no shortage of food, otherwise where will Zhuge Old Demon have the confidence to send troops to Pingnanzhong the year after tomorrow?

"By the way, Uncle Zhao, don't forget to send someone to send some food to those people in the queen of the village."

Feng Yong looked at the housekeeper who was twitching the corners of his mouth not far away, and his face was full of distress, but he couldn't bear to let him look at it again, so he said to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper came over and saluted, and said, "Back to the lord, the old servant has already asked Niu Wa and others to send it over." ”

"How?" Feng Yong was taken aback, "Those veterans have all killed people, and their bodies are full of anger, don't frighten people." ”

The housekeeper glanced at Feng Yong with a strange expression, not knowing what he was thinking: "What the lord said, how can there be anyone in this world who has not seen a dead person?" Aren't you afraid of the dead, but how many living people have killed you? It's that dog, his Ah Weng, Ah Sister, Ah Brother, all died in front of his eyes, and now it's not the same as a good baby in our village? I heard that he and his mother, orphans and widows buried people in the ground. As the butler spoke, he suddenly sighed again, "That is, I have met a good person like the lord, take a look!" Speaking of this, he also pointed to the farmer who was eating steamed buns with a big mouthful of bread below, "The work is all happy, even the landed people don't have such a way to eat......"

Speaking of which, you still feel sorry for the food!