"Coming, Uncle Liu?" Eleven greeted an old man, "Have you received the grain?" ”

In the middle of the day, he lay lazily on the steps, basking in the sun and nibbling on cakes.

"Got it." The old man walked over happily, carrying a half-filled sack on his shoulder, "The big boss is really benevolent, and he hasn't done anything, so he will send us food." ”

This old man is the old man who first came out of Taihang in the eleventh day, first inquired about him in the village, and then met him by chance in the market, saying that it was unfortunate that he was also one of the three leaders of Zhuolu Mountain - Liu Cai's father.

"Just count you positive, Uncle Liu, the other folks haven't arrived yet, your Liujia Village is not close to here, it's rare for your old legs and feet to be so convenient." Eleven quipped.

In order to further stabilize the hearts of these people in Zhuolu Mountain, Zhiwen also announced that all their direct blood relatives could come to the mountain to receive three catties of miscellaneous grain, and other relatives and friends could also receive one catty of grain.

This is not only to buy people's hearts, but also to make the original huge intelligence system work as soon as possible, these mountain people are willing to report the news, although part of the reason is to be able to get food, but the blood relationship also plays a very important role.

Now that there are so many people pouring into Zhuolushan at once, and the person in charge has also changed, the family relationship is bound to be a lot weaker, so it is necessary to stimulate it with financial rewards in a timely manner.

"I am not active in receiving food, and I have problems with my thinking." Liu Laohan came to the side of Eleven, sat down, patted his pocket, and was very satisfied.

Three catties of grain is not a small amount, you know, the grain of the latest robbery is not so much in your hands, after all, it is not a big caravan, how much grain can there be.

The more than ten sheep were each dipped in some oily meat, and they were just addicted.

Old man Liu stretched out his foot and kicked Eleven, "What's wrong, Eleven, why are you so lazy, you weren't like this before, what about Huang Si?" ”

The newcomers, he knew Eleven and Huang Si, and they used to get along well, and they had a sense of intimacy with them, but at this time, they didn't seem to be in a good state, and they couldn't help but be a little concerned.

"I'm sick and can't get up." Eleven said, "Fourth Brother Huang is not as good as me, lying on the kang at this time, I can only drink some sorghum paste." ”

"Yo, aren't there a lot of sick people? With such good weather, there are few people walking around the village. Liu Laohan asked.

"There are quite a lot of sick people." Eleven replied.

"You guys are not adapting to the soil." Liu Laohan asserted.

......

"It's not that the water and soil are not adapted," Dr. Sun said to Zhiwen in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, it's not the plague or anything, it's just that I've been tired for a long time, and now I'm idle all of a sudden, and I'm just a little uncomfortable." ”

Since entering Zhuolu Mountain, it has only been a few days, and people have fallen ill in patches.

Xiao Yingniang and Nan Nan The three girls, as well as Xiao Jie, Song Xiance, Xiao Lin and others, are all lying on the bed with a fever at the moment, and many teenagers and refugees are sick, including Sun's father and son are also not very comfortable, and the two of them are strong to check everyone's pulse.

Even Zhiwen felt that he was extremely tired in the past two days.

Kewang may have been sick on the road, and he has some resistance, but he didn't see anything abnormal.

Dingguo is a special case, he was the latest to get sick, drank a bowl of medicine boiled by Dr. Sun, and after sleeping for a while, he was alive again.

Fortunately, when he was in the Taihang Mountains, Dr. Sun took people to pick a lot of medicines, and Zhiwen and Xiaojie also went out of the mountains a few times to buy medicines in nearby towns and even counties, and there is no shortage of medicinal materials now, but there are so many sick people this time, and they can't last long.

At this time, Zhiwen and a few of them were not sick, plus Liu Cai and others from Zhuolu Mountain, they were all together to help the Sun father and son boil medicine.

After listening to Dr. Sun's words, Zhiwen was a little relieved, he saw that he had a fever, and his typical concern was chaotic, but now calm down, in fact, this phenomenon is normal.

These people have been walking outside for almost a year, during which they have experienced scorching heat, severe cold, disease, hunger, fatigue, etc., even if they can follow Zhiwen in the later period without starvation, but their bodies are a little weak after all.

Before, I had to hurry, and the string in my head was always tight, but now that I have my own territory, as soon as people relax, illness comes.

......

"Eleven, tell the old man, how big is this big boss?" Old man Liu was curious.

Zhiwen is actually only nine years old this year, but he has been exercising, and his nutrition can keep up, and for more than a year, his body bones are rubbing upwards, and he is already about the same height as some short men, but his face is still tender, and he looks like he is thirteen or fourteen years old at most.

In fact, he is not the only one, but the others, including the orphans who were found later, have all risen taller, especially Kewang, who is already about the same height as his stepfather, Dr. Sun.

"Guess what?" Eleven squeezed his eyes.

"Look at that head, there should be sixteen or seventeen, but looking at the face, it only looks like fourteen or fifteen, and the old man can't guess it."

"Hehe, I don't know." Eleven laughed.

After arriving at Zhuolu Mountain this time, Dr. Sun and Li Zhi were reluctant to even be the nominal leader, and insisted on pushing Zhiwen from behind the scenes to the front of the stage.

In fact, not only do the teenagers know that Zhiwen is the real talker, but most of the refugees also know it, so Zhiwen will no longer shirk it, and this time letting the mountain people come to receive food is also an opportunity to get to know him.

It's just that Zhiwen's age is too young, and it's a little inappropriate for people to know about it, and the people who know his details and are closest to him have hidden it for him intentionally or unintentionally, and his age is a little secret.

"You kid." Old man Liu raised his hand high, and finally landed lightly on Eleven's head.

"By the way, Uncle Liu, don't call him the big boss or anything, Brother Zhi doesn't like to call him that." Eleven reminded.

"And what should we call them?"

Eleven scratched his head, he was also a little confused, "Like me, Fourth Brother Huang and your son Brother Liu, they all call him Brother Zhi, Second Brother Ma followed him early and is old, so he calls him Xiaozhi." ”

Liu Laohan was dumbfounded, these two titles are not appropriate for him.

"Why don't you call him Gongzi, or Young Master?" Eleven said.

"Childe! Master! Tsk," Liu Laohan sighed, "This is not the title of the leader of the cottage, you don't plan to open a mountain and set up a cabinet?" Don't set up a banner anymore? ”

"What banner to set up," Eleven said, "Brother Zhi said, let's not be bandits or robbers, what banner should we set up!" ”

This question was asked by Huang Si and Eleven before capturing Zhuolu Mountain, but was categorically rejected by Zhiwen.

What are you kidding, he wants to hide now, silently accumulate wealth and strengthen his strength, now those rebel leaders in northern Shaanxi are not famous, and opening a mountain and setting up a flag in such a sensitive place is a blatant provocation of the border army, a provocation of the imperial court, and an act of seeking death.

"Really not a robbery? Don't put up a flag? "Liu Laohan is a little unconvinced, there are so many people, what do you eat and drink?

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