Grandpa Song got up late.

Just rely on the fat girl, the loser girl, the speech book of the big night.

Listen to that called a fresh.

After thinking about it for a long time, I wondered if those people would fall to their deaths when they jumped off the bird plane.

Don't wait for a battle and be defeated. Cause of death: Fell to his death.

Under the guidance of the high butcher, the old man ran all the way to the backyard with a trot.

"Hey, it's bad, Deputy Lieutenant Geng, why did you fall into the pit? Come on, come on. ”

The old man was afraid that Deputy Lieutenant Geng would be stabbed.

You must know that at the beginning, when they dug the pit, they took a lot of thought to dig the pit with everyone's bad ideas.

Geng Liang hurriedly stopped, "It doesn't matter, the soles of my feet are hanging in the air, and I didn't get pricked," and came up with both hands as he spoke.

He just wanted to try the pit.

Grandpa Song couldn't wipe it away: "I was dazed and woke up, Deputy Lieutenant Haihanha." What's that, let's go, the oilfruits, fried them, let's eat. ”

Before the words fell, Song Fusheng shouted in the front yard: "Deputy Lieutenant Geng, Grandpa, Li Zheng is here." ”

Patriarch Ren got up early in the morning and came with more than 30 strong laborers.

He thought, let these men go into the mountains to lead the way later.

After all, no matter how poor they are, they are also natives.

Geng Liang pickyly pulled aside the person recommended by the patriarch, "You." ”

Si Zhuang looked back.

Grandpa Song hurriedly smiled and said, "This is our people." ”

"I know. I ordered it, and I will go into the mountain with us in a moment. ”

Among the more than 30 men brought by Patriarch Ren, Geng Liang only singled out five, so let Patriarch Ren take people back.

But twenty people were selected, that is to say, the remaining fifteen were all from Song Fusheng's group.

At this moment, Song Fusheng really felt: At a young age, this young man has a lot of eyesight.

Because, Geng Liang didn't pick the strongest of their group, such as the eldest son of the high butcher, he didn't ask for it.

didn't pick the tallest one, such as his eldest brother Song Fucai, and the eldest brother of the uncle's family.

They are old Song family, and his brothers count him as the shortest. The rest are tall and strong.

What kind of picks are you?

Needless to say, Si Zhuang is at least very tall and strong, and he will be chosen based on his appearance, which is not surprising.

Tian Xifa is not so surprised, he was born in Orion.

But there were a few of them, short and lean.

And among these people, when they were grabbing water down the mountain, they dared to use a stick to cut out people's brains with a stick when they were grabbing water down the mountain. There are also those who rushed up with kitchen knives and wanted to stomp off people's heads when they were on the way to escape from the desert.

There is also Song Fugui.

Song Fugui, who looked giggling, looked like a fool who couldn't catch up with the heat after eating, but even Song Fusheng felt that when it came to danger, this kid really dared to kill. wilted and dared to die.

And Deputy Lieutenant Geng only arrived last night, and he didn't have much contact with everyone, so he was so poisonous that he could pick out all the "capable people" in their group.

You say, this kid, at a young age, is it any wonder that he is a lieutenant, can he be a simple person?

When I got up early, I gave it to a group of soldiers, and I hated the food in the camp. I will go back in the future, but how can I say it.

Oil fruits, sticky bean packets.

Oil fruits, eat this side, and fry that side. Pick it out of the pan with chopsticks and place it in a large basin covered with oiled paper.

The red beans in the sticky bean bun are even more boiled noodles, wrapped in it, and when you bite it, the red bean paste filling.

And it's extremely sticky, picked up with chopsticks, and one by one.

The bottom of the sticky bean bun is still covered with corn husk, with the fragrance of corn, and there is no need to dip it in sugar.

Porridge, boiled glutinous, all kinds of adzuki beans, brown rice, and some polished rice boiled together.

Small pickles are pickled radish strips. And, the sauerkraut core left over from yesterday's white-fleshed sauerkraut. The sauerkraut core is mixed with a little coarse salt and sesame oil, and stirred with the chopped green onion.

The fellow is reluctant to put more sesame oil, too, it is quite expensive.

But it's also fragrant, put the small pickles with the sauerkraut core in the porridge, and you can drink it into half a large bowl when you snort.

For this meal, the women got up early in the morning to cook it, for fear of delaying the soldiers and generals to go up the mountain.

It is said that the soldiers cleared the snow, and they were very polite and polite to Song Fusheng and his group.

The soldiers really thought: If you look at this food, you will know that the villagers are careless. Can they not feel the same ingredients, made by fooling and made with heart?

That's it, Grandpa Song also said happily to Geng Liang: "Don't we have two oven rooms, and the steward there is your brother Song and his wife." She came back late yesterday and left early this morning, you didn't look at it, she was a generous person. ”

The women who were picking up fritters laughed.

"I just heard that when she got up early and left, she specially instructed her to let the freshly baked food, what is it called? Ah, it's called bread, let those oven people don't rush to tomorrow's snacks, bake a dozen pots of bread for you first, and take it up the mountain. It's already out of the oven, and I'm putting a bag on you. Your brother Song is showing you up there. ”

Geng Liang is really embarrassed this time, dim sum is expensive, how can he bring dim sum? Especially this morning, I heard the cow shopkeeper introduce those.

They don't even have to bring anything to eat when they go up the mountain.

It came down in a little day, and I was able to come back for dinner before dark.

"Don't be like that, it's for money."

Grandpa Song held the cigarette pouch and pot in his mouth and said, "I inquired, and it is not the same as the one that is sold." It's the kind of dry food that carries pressure, carries hunger, and is not afraid of being cold, just such a dry food, it is called bread. There is oil and water, fragrant, and it is stronger than carrying a large cake up the mountain. Just listen to us. ”

also smiled and whispered:

"It doesn't cost anything, it's all food from the village, and I'm afraid of something. When you go up the hill later, I'll make up the food and oil for the oven. It takes a bit of effort, but we have a lot of stoves, and we can bake more than a dozen pots in one go. ”

Geng Liang was amused.

thought: Brother Song is not here, and the old man began to leak the truth again.

It is conceivable that on weekdays, Brother Song has to worry a lot.

I feel that all the hearts and eyes of this group of people are on Song Fusheng's body.

The soldiers began to divide: white cloaks.

When Song Fusheng sent two bags of bread over, he took a look: Isn't this Lin Hai Snow Plain?

Grandpa Song stomped his feet and ran away. Turning his head and coming out, he had a few large white cloths in his hands, and even a drawer cloth.

It was also distributed to the boys who followed the mountain.

Song Fugui took the drawer cloth in disgust: "Grandpa, the white cloak that people are wearing can't be seen in the snow." What are you giving us, just such a small piece for one person, and we cover our heads? Cover your head and don't care about your belly. ”

Geng Liang shouted at his subordinates: "Give them a point if there is any excess." ”

Let's go.

On the way up the mountain, with weapons, dry food on his back, and dragging a climbing plow, Geng Liang and the people near Geng Liang also listened to a story.

It was Da Lang who told him.

Because the eldest grandson of Song's second mother-in-law lived in the west house of Song Fusheng's house last night, he showed off and talked about the "book" he heard last night.

But his ability to express himself is not good, and this kid is a little stumbling.

Otherwise, he is quite capable, but why did he always not hear what he said when he escaped all the way here, just because he was a little stumbling.

The more anxious you are, the more stumbling you become.

Da Lang didn't move, and it was really hard to listen, so he took over and talked about it.

"Bird Machine?"

"Yes, it flies in the sky, it looks like a big bird, burns a kind of fuel, and it can fly, my sister made it up."

Some soldiers were so strange that they couldn't do it: "I'm quite good at making up." ”

When Da Lang talked about parachutes, there were several boys who asked together: "Jump off with a backpack?" ”

"Ah, my sister made it up."

Geng Liang had been walking for a while, and he was going to listen carefully to what would become of the parachute after these people jumped down, but Da Lang didn't say anything, he looked back: "Go on." ”

Dalang: "No. ”

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