"This brother really scared you." There was some embarrassment on his face. "It's just that I practice, and that kind of energy has to be displayed."

Meng Wenya was surprised at first, and then embarrassed. However, looking at Si Baihong's face, he didn't recognize Meng Wenya's identity.

"Where?" Meng Wenya waved her hand and smiled helplessly. "The dignified general, I am a small soldier, just responsible for fetching water and cooking."

She nodded, smiling and walking down the hill. She pulled the cold barrel with both hands, and in a moment, a heavy bucket of water was struck.

"It's a struggle." Meng Wenya used a flat shoulder and carried it directly on her shoulders. After all, she was a girl, and she felt a sharp pain in her waist and moved forward strongly.

As soon as she walked halfway up the mountain, Si Baihong walked over gracefully, and with only one hand, he took the flat pole and said with a smile.

"I scared you just now, now, I'll help you carry it!" Together, the two of them carried the water up the mountain. "I don't know who this brother is?"

Meng Wenya's brain was running rapidly, and her mind moved. "I have no father or mother since I was a child, I only know how to wander, and I am very happy to be a soldier."

Si Baihong gently patted her shoulder. "Brother, come to the barracks, the four seas are brothers." Meng Wenya also nodded in agreement. "General, I'm your man."

Thinking of this, she looked at Si Baihong playfully, and was even a little nervous in her heart. "If Xianggong can hear the meaning of these words, he will have a lot of fun."

A gust of wind blew in the distance. The soldiers over there stood in a majestic formation. "I'll go first, help me pack up my tent."

He jumped onto his white horse and headed for the soldiers. The soldiers raised their spears, swayed their shoulders mightily, and walked vigorously.

Meng Wenya looked at Si Baihong over there, and smiled unconsciously. "My father-in-law, it's so good." With that, she walked softly into the tent.

Inside, there are a lot of miscellaneous items piled up randomly. Right on that mahogany table, dust piled up. "Indeed, it's time to clean up."

Meng Wenya put those sundries back to their original positions one by one. Then he took out his handkerchief, dipped it in water, and gently wiped the table.

"I didn't expect Xianggong to take care of himself." She said to herself with disgust. "It's okay, as a general, you just know how to kill the enemy."

It took a long time for the tent to be cleaned. She stretched out her hand again, spewing the aroma all around, and the smell was so refreshing.

After Si Baihong finished training those soldiers, it was already noon. They practiced a lot of kung fu, and Si Baihong was covered in bloated stinky sweat.

Exhausted, he walked to the tent, looked at the neat scene, and smiled. "Little brother, I didn't expect you to serve people, you really have a set."

Meng Wenya pursed her mouth and smiled in her heart. "It's really crooked, when I was at home, I didn't see you, I love cleanliness so much."

Si Baihong sat in front of the board, his stomach growling. "Brother, I'm hungry, cook something." Meng Wenya walked towards the outside of the tent.

Over there, there are some cabbages piled up. Meng Wenya stretched out her little hand and gently picked up the rotten vegetable leaves inside, making her fingers numb and painful.

She carefully placed the verdant leaves in the clay pot. I put some white mushrooms on the fire, and boiled them until I made a sound.

"That's it, let my father-in-law eat well and practice kung fu well, and the whole world admires him." Thinking of this, Meng Wenya smiled again.

She then picked out some miscellaneous grains and beans from the grain piled on the side. "Make another pot of porridge for Xianggong, these can barely be filled."

After a while, Meng Wenya took the two clay pots and put them on the table. "Major General, please use it slowly." He turned sideways, wanting to leave.

Si Baihong said to her from behind. "When I go out to train in the afternoon, bring the armor and clothes underneath to wash me."

Meng Wenya didn't say a word, just went over there. Carry them to the water's edge, hold the ashes of the plants and trees, a pair of small hands, and rub them vigorously.

At the same time, Si Baihong smelled the fragrant smell and had a great appetite. After a while, the wind swept them up.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. "It's really good, but it's a pity that there are too few." He walked straight out the door and led the soldiers.

The soldiers were holding bows and crossbows in their hands, and they lined up in a gossip array. In the front row, there is a row of sword and shield bearers and a row of spearmen.

In the middle, there is a huge trebuchet. "It's to use this formation to attack the city, and it's unstoppable." He turned to command in formation.

The soldiers, as ordered, kept moving. Their cooperation is so tacit, and their steps are very steady. After a while, it came full circle.

The scorching sun burned their heads with beads of sweat the size of beans. Si Baihong looked over there, and their figures became denser and denser.

"Moving like a flying crane, quiet as an ancient pine." He trained for a long time until the sun set in the west. "Collect the troops." Loud gongs and drums rang out on both sides.

"It's finally back." Si Baihong stretched his waist and returned to the tent. Meng Wenya hugged those clothes and looked at him respectfully.

Si Baihong looked at the clothes and stretched out his hand. Flick it gently. "It's so smooth and tidy, it's a blessing to have you as a guard."

Meng Wenya looked at him and smiled very politely. "Major General, these are what villains should do." Then, he left the tent with a hitch.

Looking at her back, Si Baihong felt very relieved. "Those people are clumsy, and it's good that they don't have as hard work as this person."

He ate the greens on the table, and after a while, stared at the starry sky in the distance. "I don't know how the Father's body is now."

Thinking of the old father's rickety body and haggard face, Si Baihong felt heartache. "Buddha blesses, the old father can live well."

Just as he was stunned, there was a knock on the camp gate outside. "Your Excellency has sent a letter!" Si Baihong hurriedly ran over and took the letter.

He gently opened it, and there was a line of calligraphy on it. "Child, dad is at home, self-cultivation, don't worry about daddy."

The following line reads. "Just don't be slow to others, on the night of the third day of junior high school, my father dreamed of a big fat boy, stepped on auspicious clouds, and entered the courtyard gate."

Looking at the letter, Si Baihong smiled dumbly. "It's okay if my father is fine, it's just me, what's the point of finding a woman? It's really helpless. ”

Si Baihong's heart fell into a lot of entanglements. "I know it's impossible, but I, that mind, hang in the air and can't let go."

He folded the letter neatly and lay down on the bed. His eyes looked at the bright moonlight, and the sound of the wind in the distance, and he listened carefully.

"I came to Biansai this time, and I don't know when I will return home?" Si Baihong then muttered to himself. "Daddy is so pitiful."

His heart was constantly stimulated by that strong emotion. "Forget it." He forced himself to close his eyes and never open them again.

Meng Wenya was also in her own tent, tossing and turning. "My good husband is working hard for military affairs, and this body is about to be ruined."

She touched the silver in her hand and thought to herself. "Take this silver, sometimes go and see, if you can buy some meat, also make soup for the prime minister to drink."

The next morning, it was business as usual. Meng Wenya got up early, took a brush, a handkerchief, and a basin of water to scrub the white horse.

The horse, at first a little unhappy, flicked the mane around its neck and moved on all fours. After a while, it slowly quieted down.

Meng Wenya's technique is more gentle and kind. "Pony, be obedient." She touched it carefully, and the black mud on it stuck to her hand.

Hakuba seemed to understand what she meant, tilted his head sideways, and pressed it towards her brush. After a while, some lice came out.

Si Baihong walked over from the tent and looked at the white horse. "You're going to have trouble, boy! This work was originally done by someone else. ”

Meng Wenya lowered her head and smiled respectfully. "General, the little one just has something on his mind, clean up the horse, and the little one looks comfortable."

Looking at Si Baihong's distant back, Meng Wenya turned around. "I'll get some meat while there's no one around." Walk along the wooden fence.

She found a gap and leaned sideways, avoiding the sentry's gaze. She stepped into a deep bush of grass and stared keenly into the distance.

Suddenly, there was a noise. She stared closely at the shadow, which turned out to be a pheasant, flapping its wings and flying up the tree.

"I'm so lucky." Meng Wenya tightened the bowstring in her hand and swished. The arrow shot into the pheasant's head, and it fell to the ground in an instant.

She ran over and grabbed the pheasant's feathers. "Put the blood on your neck out first, so that it tastes more delicious."

After tossing for a long time, Meng Wenya returned to the military tent. Si Baihong had just finished training the soldiers, his upper body was naked, wiping the sweat from his head.

Meng Wenya grabbed the pheasant and said. "My lord, this is a pheasant sent by a little friend." Si Baihong looked at her and said with a smile.

"You little brother, you really have a lot of friends." He pursed his lips again, clasped his palms together with a crunching sound and smiled.

"Dignified young general, how can you grab food with your small soldier?" Meng Wenya looked at the chic face, and her heart was even more excited.

"No, my lord, the little one doesn't mean anything else." She continued. "It's really not respectful to take care of me like this, with a little heart."

Seeing Meng Wenya's funny appearance, Si Baihong sneered and laughed. "Then I'll give you a face, tonight, let's eat together."

In the afternoon, Si Baihong trained the cavalry again, holding a slender poplar pole in his hand and a flexible ribbon tied to his body.

"Collide!" He shouted an order, and the cavalry, the heads of the horses, collided with each other. The pliable tree pole was smacked, and several people were thrown to the ground.

"It's a lot better than before." Si Baihong looked at those cavalrymen, the speed of their movements was very skillful. "Fight the horse, do it again."

At this time, several other guards looked at Meng Wenya and held their breath in their hearts. "It's all to blame on this person, it's no wonder that the young general is so welcome."

Several of them, lying sideways, slammed into her. "Huh." They ran away with all their might, only to turn around and reveal a twisted smile.

Meng Wenya also understood that they had bad intentions, and smiled helplessly. "Don't blame them for these ridiculous things, just be happy."

She set up a stone pot and stripped the feathers off the chicken. In your hands, pinch the coriander. Add some star anise, chop the chicken, and soak it in the soup.

"Let Xianggong eat it while it's hot." Meng Wenya took the chicken soup and walked towards the tent. Look around cautiously, for fear that someone will make trouble again.

Si Baihong sat in the tent, looking at the pot of chicken soup and smelling the aroma. "It's delicious, then you're welcome." Gulped.

Meng Wenya sat on her knees, silent. "Xianggong, don't you even recognize my appearance? So I already do. ”

Si Baihong had a great appetite, drank a lot of chicken soup, and then stretched out his chopsticks and sandwiched a few pieces of white and tender chicken. "Eat together, don't be inhibited."

She said with a smile. "General, the little one is so humble, being able to watch the general eat is the greatest blessing." I couldn't stop flashing my eyelashes.

Si Baihong felt that this person was a little too enthusiastic. "After so many years in the army, it's the first time I've met such a simple person."

couldn't resist Si Baihong's repeated persuasion, she ate chicken in small bites. and carefully picked out the brittle bones, and the two of them chatted, so unhappy.

Si Baihong took out another jar of wine, and the two drank it together. "Brother, although you and I have a huge disparity in status, we are really rare confidants."