Reach out and compare that action, what does that mean?

With puzzlement, Lu Pan waved his hand to the other side of the river, signaled Song Fuling and Mi Shou to go back, and got on the horse.

Dajun asked the big white fat girls to take them home to hide from the rain, and almost let Dajun kick them.

Dabai has always relied on this kind of excellent vision that appears from time to time, and good luck continues.

Lu Pan knew that after returning to the city, he would no longer be just Lu Pan.

With an iron sword in hand, he led the army to conquer.

The rain stopped, and suddenly the rainbow came out.

He galloped down the official road while looking up at the rainbow.

Song Fuling is also looking at the rainbow.

It doesn't matter why he's here.

It is hoped that he can always train in the rear and be only responsible for sending good sergeants to the front.

If he had to go to the battlefield, I hope he didn't choose the "nine deaths and one life" route that she and her father guessed.

Only face the enemy head-on, he is the main general, and the danger will be small.

If it is really that front, I hope that she will bring the hearts of the children to compare, and there are so many of them, that they can bring him some good luck and worry-free life.

Song Fuling's mood suddenly became a little heavy, and it was not good here at all.

War and artillery fire are always linked to parting and the heaviness of life.

Don't look at her and her mother, it looks normal, but in fact, her father is only escorted under the jurisdiction of the new emperor, and there is no danger under normal circumstances, and she and her mother are not worried.

Not to mention those who face cold weapons, swords and guns have no eyes, artillery fire is bombarded, and medicine can't keep up.

Alas, can't think about it.

Song Fuling looked at the rainbow again, and it happened that she was emotionally strong at the moment, and she painted it into the painting?

But what about her paintings.

"Mi Shou? Here you come. ”

Qian Peiying filled the stove pit with firewood, and was about to prepare the next meal, but everyone hadn't eaten yet.

If Lu Pan is calculated according to modern time, he will come at one o'clock in the afternoon and leave at three o'clock. Usually, everyone cooks at this time, eats at more than five o'clock, and after eating, goes to the field and is busy until ninety o'clock, and then comes back when they can't see clearly.

"What are you two poking and muttering, what can't I hear?"

"Nothing."

The sister and brother said this, but they held hands and hid in a place where Qian Peiying couldn't hear them.

Song Fuling looked at her younger brother with her mouth half open, why did she paint her and take it away.

Take the juicer drawings is interested in helping her do, understandable. But what does it mean to hold a painting without saying a word?

Brother boy, what's wrong with this, don't say hello.

Mi Shou spreads his hands: He didn't know that he had seen his sister's painting on the kang before, but he hadn't seen it since.

"You still spread your hands, so why didn't you know to send me back at the time?"

"Sister, how busy I was at that time, there was no man in the family, and I surrounded my brother to entertain me in front of and behind me."

Song Fuling unscrewed the lid of the box, and what made her speechless was:

That's how much shower gel she used, less than half of the box.

Outsiders use it, but they can't be changed.

There wasn't much left in the space with this shower gel, it was her "boyfriend", her favorite neutral taste.

No wonder the house is filled with the smell of books. ”

……

At the same time, Song Fusheng, who was escorting the return journey, swallowed the watermelon in his mouth with difficulty: "Who did you say died?" ”

The villager who passed through the city looked sad, as if the sky was about to fall halfway: "General Zhenguo." The bullish General Lu was gone, and he suddenly fell...... Alas! ”

In short, can this still be won?

The common people felt that this was a sign, that God was suggesting that they were going to finish their calves.

Anyway, it's not auspicious.

"Dad, you're talking nonsense again, and you don't have a doorkeeper on your lips."

The old man reacted instantly, smiled awkwardly at Song Fusheng and them, and hurriedly followed his son away.

Da Lang couldn't believe it: "Third uncle, is he talking about the little general's father?" ”

"It should be."

The eleven "warriors" of the nine clans no longer have the intention of opening a small stove all the way back to taste local characteristics.

Song Fusheng rarely shouted at these people, and when he heard the news, he stood in front of everyone with a solemn face and said, "I know that you are deliberately grinding and unwilling to go back." ”

The four hundred people were in unison: yes, on purpose.

Because your head is good, and I don't want to be separated from you.

When we go back, you won't be our leader.

After we go back, we don't necessarily fall under anyone's hands, we don't have to go where to deliver the goods, and we don't have to go to deliver the goods.

"Then you walk slowly, let's drive these ten mules first, see you back."

"Head, Song Head?"

The people are in a hurry, don't do this.

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