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On the 8th of February, the Norwich sky was still drizzling as usual, soaking the thin clothes of the pedestrians on the road, and the whole city was immersed in a hazy haze with a different kind of beauty.

And in the eyes of the people of Norwich City, this drizzle is still so annoying and cold

It's getting more and more pressing, and people with slightly thin family property are a little overwhelmed.

After all, as soon as the weather is cold, the price of charcoal will increase again.

"It's so cold! This leg of mine is getting worse and worse! ”

On the hay-covered plank, a man in a single coat kept beating his left leg, the scar on his right face twitching from time to time, and it was obvious that his right leg had been hurt a lot.

"Zuo En, how are the wife and son you said are doing now? Alas~"

The man said a word of self-pity, turned his head again, and looked at his companion who was in a daze, with some expectations in his heart, hoping to get a little comfort.

"Ah~" The companion on the side looked a little younger, and his shriveled face was covered with thin acne, and he looked old, no more than eighteen years old.

"Bruce, don't worry, I'll send you home, after all, we're fellow countrymen too!"

When the young Zoon heard his companion say this, he thought that he was worried that he would not be able to return home, so he hurriedly comforted him.

"Besides, you promised me that you would marry my sister to me! For the sake of my future wife, I will not give up on you! ”

For the care of his fellow countryman in the past few months, the young Zuo En completely remembered it, and he looked at Bruce, who had an injured left leg, with sincere eyes, and said word by word.

"Alas! Zoen, I won't worry about going home! Looking at the young fellow in front of him, Bruce shook his head with a wry smile, sighed, and said slowly this time.

"Look at my leg, I think, even the most clever doctor can't treat it, and I don't have that much money to treat it!"

"So?" Zoen was a little uncertain in his heart, but he frowned slightly and still asked.

"Therefore, in the future, I can only carry a broken log, limp for the rest of my life, and become a waste!"

As he spoke, Bruce glanced at his injured left leg and smacked the plank under his ass hard, then breathed a sigh of relief and said decadently.

"This ......" In the face of this, Zuo En didn't know what to say for a while, but he just patted him on the shoulder, and everything was silent.

In the countryside, a man is the pillar of a family, and if the pillar falls, the family falls, and if the pillar goes wrong, then the family will slowly collapse, and the final result will be wandering.

In England, after the peasants went bankrupt, they had to pawn their land and wander around with their wives and children.

Therefore, for such a scene, the young Zuo En is used to seeing it, but in the face of this fellow who has taken care of himself for several months, Zuo En is still a little sad in his heart, all this is fate!

Ever since they chose to obey the call-up, all had expected this outcome.

Joining the battlefield is for money, and what you get is nothing more than two results, returning with wealth, or returning with injury or death.

Therefore, in the face of such a result, Bruce can only lament the bad luck and will not regret participating.

At this time, Bruce lying on the board! He already had close to five pounds in his pocket.

In the countryside, you can live happily for several years, and you can also buy an acre or two of land to make your life go to the next level.

After comforting Bruce, Zoon turned to the other end, happily touching the three pounds in his pocket, and grinning incessantly.

The first time he participated in the draft, he was given three pounds, which was the income of his family for two or three years, and with this money, he could marry a daughter-in-law.

As soon as I thought that there would be a warm bed every night, I could live like my eldest brother, and let my daughter-in-law yell every night, and I could shake my majesty in front of my brother.

Two people, one thinks about how to add some new items to his family after he is lame and he is no longer the main beam, so that his life can continue.

while the other is thinking about how to use the money he can get to marry a daughter-in-law who can live, and his heart is happy.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and a neatly dressed young man entered, followed by a quiet young man with a quill and a piece of wood as white as blood.

Seeing the two of them dressed up in such a glamorous manner, Zuo En and Bruston were stunned for a moment, and their bodies couldn't help but become restrained.

Bruce, who had seen some of the world, felt that the two were different, so he hurriedly tugged on the sleeve of Zuo En on the side and prompted.

"Oh!" Zoen was dragged, turned his head to see Bruce's expression, and quickly reacted, helping Bruce to get up.

Then, the two of them made a knightly salute to the two in an awkward posture.

Seeing this, the two people who came in were also awkward for a while, and after Zuo En and the two finished saluting, the two young men also bent down slightly and returned the salute.

"Two, we are commissioners sent by the king, and we have come to comfort these warriors who serve the royal family!"

The well-dressed young man took the lead, walked in front of the two, and said in a calm tone.

"Oh~ It turned out to be His Majesty's King's, which is really, really honoring us!"

Learning from the words of the gentleman in his village, Bruce stammered a little.

"Yes, we would like to ask, the names and addresses of both of you?"

When the glamorous young man asked, Wen Jingnan on the side picked up his pen and was about to start recording.

"I'm from Hannocktown, Southamptonshire, my name is Bruce, and this is Joon!"

Hearing the question, Bruce did not hesitate to say his message, and then pointed to Zoen on the side and said.

"Yes, my name is Joon, and I'm from Southamptonshire, Hannock Town, but we're not the same village!"

Zuo En, who was on the side, also reacted and hurriedly explained, lest he delay their affairs.

This is His Majesty's man, a big man, but you have to be careful, even if you ask about bedwetting, you have to answer, it's not a big deal.

At this moment, this sentence came out of the hearts of the two of them.

"Good, Mr. Bruce, your legs?"

"Oh! It was cut down by that mob! Hearing this, Bruce hurriedly explained, and even stretched out his injured leg for him to look at carefully.

"So, Mr. Zoon?" The young man asked the somewhat stunned Zuo En on the side again.

"I, there's nothing wrong with my legs!" Zuo En hurriedly shook his head and denied.

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