The soldiers were stationed next to Song Fusheng's group.

People are cooking in pots.

Song Fusheng and his gang are putting together the messy things.

Several wheelbarrows were overturned, and several people's arms and legs were bloody.

After receiving the wound medicine handed over by the medical officer, flattered, Song Li was taking the lead, and all the members knelt down again, just about to look up to the sky and shout "Thank you, General", Junzi said: "Shut up, don't disturb our general's rest." ”

"Okay, okay." Song Li was kneeling there wiping his tears, crying very sincerely.

When Shunzi didn't go far, he also said to Song Fusheng, who helped him up: "The general is a great good man, such a general, all the people are blessed." As if pretending to chatter, he said to Song Fusheng with emotion.

When Junko heard this, her mouth curled.

As I walked back, I thought to myself:

Of course, it is a blessing for you old farmers to meet our young master. You must know that others don't have the opportunity to see each other if they want to see it.

Our young master is the proud son of the sky, the dragon and phoenix among the people, the grandson of the first person under King Yan, the grandson of the Duke of Eguo, and his father is the brave and warlike general Wang, the old lady's hot treasure in the palm of her hand, the only grandson of the old lady.

There is no distinction between grandchildren, the big house is full of only one seedling, and the rest are all sisters.

Song Fusheng was in the mood to fool others, and when he helped Song Lizheng up, he yelled to check how his daughter was doing.

This is also his only seedling, the treasure in the palm of his hand, simmered with painstaking efforts.

"Girl, girl?"

Mrs. Ma rushed over: "Fat girl, don't be scared of the milk, the milk won't be scared if you touch the hair, you can open your eyes and look at the milk." ”

Song Fuling lay on the cart and slowly opened her eyes: grandma, daddy, Mi Shou with tears in the corners of her eyes, she winked at a few people.

Mrs. Ma covered her heart, took a long breath, and after exhaling, her legs became weak, and she slid to the ground along the cart.

"You're going to scare me to death, you're going to scare me to death," Qian Peiying cried while holding Song Fuling's head.

"Dad, you're okay with your injuries, I couldn't be anxious just now," Song Fuling asked.

Song Fusheng's eyes immediately turned red, and he didn't answer that it was okay, but wiped his daughter's face with his dirty big hands, "Good girl, good look." ”

Qian Mishou was excited when she saw her sister wake up, and she slammed into Qian Peiying's arms, huddled together with Song Poria, crying like a little beast was injured, and said in Song Fusheng's tone: "Good sister, good job!" ”

The family cried and gathered for a while, and this is what to do. Song Fusheng went to bandage the wound, but Mi Shou had to follow, saying that he wanted to give his uncle a call, and it wouldn't hurt anymore. Mrs. Ma took the rest of the family to fetch water again. The water is all up, alas, the basin almost fell in two.

Song Fuling saw it, quickly jumped off the scooter, didn't pretend to be dead, pulled Qian Peiying's hand to the side, looked around, no one could hear this distance, and then said: "Mother, do you guess what adventure I had just now?" ”

"Huh?" Didn't you faint?

"Look at it." Song Fuling took her big schoolbag into her arms and hugged it.

When it comes to schoolbags, Song Lingling feels that she is smart, because she had foresight long ago.

On a dark and windy night in the month, I studied a quilt with her milk.

Speaking of milk, there are a lot of living people on this road, not to mention that my father's treasures and my kettle can't be used indiscriminately, even Uncle Guo's horn I have put it away. And my bag, it's a bit eye-catching, can you pour out two more sacks? Give me and my dad a layer of this bag, and simply sew it with hemp rope, as a set.

Look at how smart she is. Otherwise, with the little general's eyes like hooks, even if he explained the lime water, he couldn't explain the schoolbag of rainproof silk. Trick these croppers who go all the way, and then a big group trusts each other, if you want to deceive the little general who has seen the world, it's not easy to deceive.

Song Fuling pointed the mouth of her schoolbag in the direction of Qian Peiying, "Mother, you can see it clearly," the little hand flipped over, and the thing she touched just now was gone.

Qian Peiying asked with her breath: "Didn't you fall into a coma just now, did you enter the space?" You, you, you, can you? ”

"That's right, mother, I'm not good, hahahaha."

Qian Peiying looked at her daughter's heartless smile: "Hurry up and change it back, don't ask for Mi Shou for a while." ”

Song Fuling was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly checked the schoolbag, oh my God, why did you turn the schoolbag, the thing usurped the throne, and it became the wrong thing: "What should I do, mother, I can only send it in, I can't take it out." ”

Ah, Qian Peiying understands, her husband can take out things, and her daughter can send things in, so what about her? She glanced at her palm.

"Niangniang, what are you doing with a knife, are you stupid."

"Daddy, it's not good, you can help me take out Mishou's bricks."

Song Fuling ran on both sides, and whispered on both sides.

In the distance, Lu Pan looked sideways at Song Poria, he had noticed it as early as when Song Poria got off the car, and he could see it very clearly: after the little girl who fainted and got up, her dirty face smiled so much that her eyebrows danced.

A few minutes later, the land side also became a scenery in the eyes of others.

He sat there eating boiled eggs.

Not far away, Song Jinbao started with the beginning, Qian Mishou ended, standing side by side in a row of little dolls, each looking at him, while putting his fingers in his mouth and sucking.

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