From last night's battle, Yu Zhiwei probably realized that the internal disharmony of Uliangha was not very good, and it was not even a stubborn resistance.

It seems that it is not bad to take the enemy as his birthday gift. Yu Zhiwei thought.

After repelling Uliangha, the group couldn't wait for most of the day, and the evening training was as usual. Yu Zhiwei's group of Qiu Ba were lucky not to be personally patrolled by the chief soldier, and they didn't know if it was lucky or unlucky.

Yu Zhiwei himself already had some ideas, but seeing that the young men seemed to be quite happy because they were free from the clutches of the chief soldier, he had to shrug his eyebrows.

After the evening training, the crowd dispersed and gathered at the place where the food was eaten and waited for dinner. Yu Zhiwei was not hungry, and he didn't want to rush to eat with a group of people, so he was too crowded. So he landed at the back, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the tip of the pear flower gun.

Ordinary girls' Jinpa is used to wipe the sweat, or it is used to pass on the acacia, and it is probably not common to hold a handkerchief to wipe the head of the gun and lick the blood.

Mingdu trotted past Yu Zhiwei all the way, suddenly stopped the car, and turned back halfway: "Girl, don't you want to eat?" ”

"Didn't make it in time to be hungry." Yu Zhiwei raised his head, "You go and talk to the stove, just leave me a bowl of porridge, and I won't eat the steamed buns." ”

"Come on, girl, remember the little one." The name should be down, and after speaking, he seemed to be a little anxious, "The little one will go first, otherwise you won't be able to grab food for a while." ”

Yu Zhiwei is easy-going, used to joking, and the little guys have never been afraid of her and dare to say witty things in front of her. When Yu Zhiwei heard this, he just raised his hand and said with a smile: "Go quickly, don't let me delay you from eating." ”

Mingdu said "yes" a few times in a row, and then ran all the way to the front.

Yu Zhiwei stayed to practice his guns. The routines were taught by Yu Jingning, and he is afraid that he will never teach himself again in the future, as for how to explore, it depends on himself.

The gun is a pear flower gun with a semi-firearm, but the marksmanship routine is the set of Yang family marksmanship handed down from the Song Dynasty. The so-called "sweeping away the traitors who oppose the country, and stabilizing the country depends on the mind." Even if all four are victorious, the spearhead will go to the ghosts and gods to howl. The strong man was frightened when he saw it, and the hero lost his life to the enemy. It is said that only those who are loyal and patriotic can get their carelessness if they have no distractions.

Yu Zhiwei's heart is full of distracting thoughts, he is neither loyal to the king nor patriotic, and even has a little rebellion at every turn, and he doesn't know if he can practice well. So she could only imitate blindly, learn all the marksmanship routines according to the cat and the tiger, and wait for the battlefield, all depending on the improvisation, how many can be stabbed to death, I am afraid that I will not be able to comprehend the spirit in this life.

Probably only the prince of the high-spirited and bright festival can understand this kind of "broad-minded, stable and stable country" marksmanship.

Thinking about it and thinking of Yu Jingning, Yu Zhiwei couldn't help but feel a little depressed, how could she not get around him.

There is no way, the wonderful days before she left the cabinet were only two years, and they were all the rich colors left by Yu Jingning, which was really difficult to erase.

Yu Zhiwei stopped angrily, and only after stopping did he hear a hungry cry in his stomach, and he protested like a gong and a drum. She had no intention of getting along with herself, so she carried her gun and planned to eat.

On the way, all the soldiers who came back in twos and threes were soldiers who had eaten, and after a short rest, it was time to perform their duties.

Yu Zhiwei said in his heart, I hope the people on the stove have not forgotten Mingdu's words and left her a bowl of porridge to drink.

The one who cooked for the soldiers was Baixin recruited from Jinzhou City, a middle-aged woman who was born fat and kind, and her face was always smiling. After Wang Shi entered Jinzhou City, it didn't take long for all the blood on her face to return, so she glowed red, and her whole face was like a smiling apple.

She looked at Yu Zhiwei and said, "The girl is here." The boy in Mingdu told me before, he wanted to leave a bowl of rice for the girl, and I kept it for the girl, and the girl waited, and I will get it for you. ”

Yu Zhiwei took the bowl and was just about to go to serve the porridge by himself, when he heard the words and said with a smile: "What, it's not in the cauldron?" ”

"Huh." The woman's head tilted, "It's still cold outside in this early spring, where can I put the food outside to blow the wind, and eat cold food without getting sick?" I warmed the girl...... Eh—don't be busy, girl, sit down and sit down, I'll fetch it for you." ”

The woman saw that Yu Zhiwei was going inside, so she hurriedly held her down, twisted her wide waist and hips, and went in by herself.

Yu Zhiwei was held down, and couldn't help but smile on her face, but she didn't want to be polite and argue with her about "who is going to serve the meal", so she obeyed her wishes, and sat obediently in place and waited for her to bring the food.

But after waiting for a while, no one came out, Yu Zhiwei couldn't help but wonder if the soldiers had eaten too much and ate all the food, so the woman went to boil the porridge again.

At this time, it is time for all ten bowls of porridge to be served.

Before Yu Zhiwei could finish her doubts, the woman walked out with her waist twisted again, holding a bowl of steaming things in her hand, with a smile on her face: "The meal is here, the girl will eat." ”

Yu Zhiwei thought it was porridge, but when she got closer, it turned out to be a bowl of noodles with two poached eggs lying on it. She was a little surprised, and smiled as soon as she looked up, and the peach-eyed little tiger tooth was all flattered and at a loss: "This is?" ”

The woman smiled her eyes into two moons: "Longevity noodles, for the girl's birthday." We don't have anything good here, the girl will eat it, and she is a year older, so she will have a good luck. ”

"This ...... I ......" Yu Zhiwei suddenly became incoherent, she couldn't remember when she told others what her birthday was, "really...... Thank you so much. ”

"Thank you, girl, eat." The woman pointed to her face and said, "Don't eat the lump again." ”

Yu Zhiwei was almost washed away by the aroma of the bowl of noodles, and when he heard this, he hurriedly raised his spoon and ate it, eating too violently, he was scalded by the noodles, and screamed, but there was a smile on his face.

The woman looked at her with a smile: "The girl is thirteen years old, isn't she?" My daughter, if she is still here, is also this age. ”

When her daughter died in Jinzhou City, the Hu people were brutal, and it was estimated that there was no good way to die.

Yu Zhiwei was a little embarrassed, always thinking that Master Wang was late, so he only dared to grin at the woman.

"Girl, don't think too much." The woman seemed to see her thoughts, "I just see that the girl likes it, like my daughter." "The little people don't want anything else, they can only live in the world with peace of mind, so they can only numb themselves from time to time, be happy, be happy, or they don't know how to survive this dark world.

Yu Zhiwei let out a long sigh and swallowed a mouthful of noodles: "How did my aunt know that I had my birthday today?" ”

"Uh......" the woman's eyes flickered, "I heard that...... ...... heard"