When Zhang Xizi was burned and jumped to his feet, Zhang Xin was stirring the "black porridge" in this pot with a waist knife. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Hearing the sound of Zhang Xizi jumping up and down on the scald, Zhang Xin couldn't help but tilt his head and look at Zhang Xizi's distorted performance with amusement.

Zhang Xizi tossed and turned for a long time, and finally choked his neck, swallowed the mouth full of vegetables with a "grunt", and then stuck out his tongue like a hot puppy, "Ha Ha Ha" non-stop, while desperately fanning his mouth with his hands, just saw that there was half a bucket of well water that had just been dug out next to him, and quickly picked up the bucket and drank it.

Zhang Xin shook his head, then folded four slender firewood from the firewood pile and used them as chopsticks, wiped them clean on the placket, handed two to Zhang Xizi, and put two in front of his bowl. At this time, the pot of "black porridge" had been boiled evenly hot, Zhang Xin poked the chopsticks and felt soft enough, put the chopsticks back in place, and he used his arms hard, secretly drank "up", and instantly hugged the cauldron, his hands were as steady as steel casting, and the bubbling hot porridge of the boiled "Gu Dong" was poured slowly and evenly into the two wooden basins, and not a drop was spilled.

Zhang Xin raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his head, pushed one of the small wooden basins to Zhang Xizi, and he couldn't wait to pick up the other, ignoring the hot porridge just out of the pot, and drank it directly.

Zhang Xin was really hungry, a large pot of "black porridge" was drunk by him in a moment, Zhang Xizi was really indebted to this kind of black gruel, and only cared about eating vegetables on the side. Zhang Xin saw that Zhang Xizi was only eating vegetables on the side, so he simply snatched Zhang Xizi's pot of porridge and drank it, then patted his round belly, burped with satisfaction, enjoyed the comfort of a full stomach, and lay comfortably by the stove.

On the other side, although Zhang Xizi didn't drink much of the "black porridge", most of the vegetables fried by Zhang Xin before were swept into his stomach, and he couldn't hold it anymore at this time, holding his stomach and lying side by side with Zhang Xin, burping with satisfaction: "It's so delicious...... Belch....... It's so delicious, I've ...... in my life Belch....... I've never eaten anything so delicious. ”

Zhang Xinxin thinks that this random work can also be called delicious? The ancients were so ignorant. was too lazy to take care of this unproductive guy, and was annoyed by Zhang Xizi's satisfied scream, so he stretched out his foot and kicked Zhang Xizi.

"Brother Xin...... Belch...... Why? ”

Zhang Xin nodded on the stove on tiptoe, "You can't eat me for nothing, go, clean up the stove for me." ”

Zhang Xizi agreed with an "oh", and struggled to get up with his stomach to clean up the stove. Zhang Xin saw that Zhang Xizi's hands and feet were nimble, and knew that this was also the material for often working at home, so he closed his eyes with confidence. The afternoon sun was warm through the small window on the tent, and after eating and drinking enough to bask in the sun, Zhang Xin instantly felt that life was very beautiful......

Zhang Xin lay on the ground for a long time, always feeling that it was not as good as lying on the straw bed in the wounded barracks, and when I asked Zhang Xizi to feel the same way, the two simply returned to the wounded barracks together.

As soon as he entered the tent, Zhang Xin fell down on the straw bed, breathing a long sigh of relief, the feeling of bulging in his stomach was so comfortable, and he felt a wave of sleepiness when he thought about it.

This sleep was dark, until the sun was slanting in the west, Zhang Xin woke up in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that a big black face with a full face and beard was looking at him with a smile. Zhang Xin rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, this person who looked like his father was not who Zhang Yi was.

"Brother!" Zhang Xin was pleasantly surprised, "When did you come, why didn't you call me!" ”

"Just arrived." Zhang Yi touched Zhang Xin's head with a smile, "Seeing that you slept soundly, I didn't call you." ”

Zhang Xin smiled "hehe", suddenly noticed that Zhang Yi's body was full of black and red dried blood, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Brother...... You...... Injured? ”

Zhang Yi didn't care, and stretched out his hand to flick his clothes, "These are all Tubo dogs, brother, I don't have any." He asked Zhang Xin again, "Are your injuries better?" Do you remember anything from before? ”

Zhang Yi's appearance and demeanor are very similar to Zhang Xin's father, and Zhang Yi has long been regarded as the closest person in Zhang Xinxin. Now that he heard that Zhang Yi was not injured, he was relieved, scratched his head and said: "The injury on the face is fine, Lang Zhong came over in the morning and said that taking two more medicines can completely reduce the swelling, that is, ...... I still can't remember what happened before. ”

Zhang Yi didn't care how many things Zhang Xin could remember, anyway, in his heart, as long as Zhang Xin recognized him as a brother, it was enough. Comforted Zhang Xin not to think too much about it at the moment, and then slowly chatted with Zhang Xin about Zhang Xin's previous affairs.

Although many things Zhang Yi said made Zhang Xin have no sense of substitution at all and couldn't understand it at all, this kind of conversation between relatives has not been heard for a long time, and Zhang Xin still listens to it with relish. This chat forgot the time, the two chatted from the afternoon until dark, and there was still some unfinished, until Hu San came to remind Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi was shocked to realize that it was so late, the siege of Tibet was tight, and it is estimated that there will be a big war tomorrow, Zhang Yi, as a military marquis, is in charge of the life and death of hundreds of brothers, and he has to go back to prepare early.

Zhang Yi rubbed Zhang Xin's hair, his big face full of beard was full of gentleness and reluctance, first asked Zhang Xizi to take good care of Zhang Xin, talk to Zhang Xin about the previous things if he had nothing to do, see what he could recall, and if he needed anything, he immediately came to find himself, and told Zhang Xin to have a good rest, and finally said: "Okay, tomorrow we have to go to the city for the border army, I will go back to the camp first, you pay attention to rest more." Then he got up and prepared to leave.

Zhang Xin heard Zhang Yi say that he had to fight tomorrow, and he was quite anxious, worried that the sword and gun would not be long-sighted, what if Zhang Yi had a good one? And in the past two days, he has practiced kung fu at least to the realm of his previous life, although he is not extraordinary, but he is much more powerful than a soldier. Hurriedly grabbed Zhang Yi's sleeve and said, "Brother...... I'm fine, or you can take me away today. ”

After thinking about it, he added, "Take me to the city tomorrow, or I won't worry about you." ”

When Zhang Yi heard Zhang Xin say this, he couldn't help but smile and touched his head, "Okay!" ”

The middle-aged Lang Zhong heard that Zhang Xin was going back to the camp with Zhang Yi, so he didn't stop him much, anyway, Zhang Xin didn't have any major problems except that his face was a little swollen, so he prescribed Zhang Xin two more doses of anti-stasis medicine, and let them out of the camp.