Zhang Jin also began to take care of these three girls.

But this matter of manure and weeding is not his turn, in Li Dingguo's words, this thing needs technical content, you don't understand anything, don't vomit my three girls to death.

Therefore, he can only pick fat.

At this time, the three girls were only half a person tall. Seeing the dung water he picked up and drenched under the tree, Zhang Jin at least felt that these three girls were more interesting than those Qiu Ba.

At least these three girls are not vulgar, it can't speak, but every once in a while, watching it grow new branches and leaves is enough to make Zhang Jin happy for a long time.

Zhang Jin is a reader, a reader is imaginative, he even thought that the third girl is a child, sometimes before falling asleep, he thinks in his heart, the night is cold, will the third girl be cold?

She must not be allowed to starve to death.

Of course, soon, Zhang Jin also wrote a sign by hand and carefully hung it on the branches and leaves of the three girls.

Li Dingguo jokingly took it to look at it, but saw that the sign read: "Jisheng." ”

"What do you mean by step-saints?"

"Carry on the sacred learning."

"A saint is a saint, why should he continue his learning?"

"You don't understand." Zhang Jin despised it in his heart.

Of course, he didn't dare to show it, Li Dingguo had a bad temper, and the three girls theoretically belonged to Li Dingguo, if he provoked Li Dingguo, maybe Li Dingguo would take off his brand and throw it aside.

Li Dingguo felt very confused at this time, but he was soon happy again.

What does it matter, what sign does he hang?

We people from the countryside don't care about this.

But Zhang Jin is different, Zhang Jin cares about everything, because in the eyes of a reader like him, everything is meaningful.

Li Dingguo is in the first place, and the grass and trees are the grass and trees.

Zhang Jin is smarter than him, he sees mountains not mountains.

Of course, the two of them can't communicate together.

Zhang Jin felt lonely here, even though he gradually got used to the busyness here, and there was little time to think about deeper and more complex things.

But he still didn't fit in with these Qiuba, which was an unprecedented sense of loneliness.

He is like a warrior who sticks to himself, and everyone is drunk and I am alone.

In the orchard at the back, occasionally some farmers come.

After all, it is close to many granges, and although the military academy has built a bamboo fence, it is difficult to have a boundary between bamboo fences after all.

Occasionally, some of the peasants would lie on the fence and look enviously at the students.

At this time, Li Dingguo was like a proud little rooster, and he would occasionally turn a few somersaults, causing the peasants outside to giggle.

Some fruits will be distributed in the military academy, and Li Dingguo will hide them and secretly give them some to eat.

Every evening, there will be an old woman driving the child home, she will naturally say some hello to Li Dingguo, whenever she talks about the upcoming harvest, she laughs, making the wrinkles on her face deeper, especially when she laughs and shows her yellow and black teeth, although Zhang Jin also wants to return kindness to the other party, but she can't laugh.

Li Dingguo scolded him: "People smile at you, you have to laugh too, you are ......."

Zhang Jin lowered his head and remained silent.

The drill began to look good, Zhang Jin began to be able to fold the quilt neatly, and he could also brush his boots shiny, and he even wrapped a good foot cloth in his hand, and when he ran in the morning, although he still ran behind, he would not fall too much.

Except for the cultural class that made him uncomfortable, everything was quite calm.

Once, when I was in a cultural class, the instructor talked about Wang Shouren's deeds of quelling the rebellion of King Ning.

Zhang Jin didn't hold back, so he suddenly stood up and said: "Mr. only talks about military merits, but he doesn't know that the real inheritance of the Wang Shengren is eternal, and it is his heart that has learned the classics. If you don't talk about this, don't you think it's ridiculous to only talk about King Ning's rebellion? I can't agree with that. ”

The instructor stayed for a long time, but he didn't expect ...... Anyone would dare to be so bold.

Then he directly carried Zhang Jin and sent him to the outside penalty station.

Although he was punished, Zhang Jin didn't care, he felt that it was not himself who was wrong, but someone else.

But......

The unexpected came too quickly.

So much so that people were caught off guard.

This night.

At the turn of summer and autumn.

The weather was hot.

Suddenly......

A sharp bamboo whistle sounded.

Subconsciously, Zhang Jin and everyone were awakened.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jin found that the torrential rain was like a note.

Tonight does not seem to be a routine exercise, but an emergency.

The instructors of the teaching team shouted outside the camp: "Put on your coats, bring your hats, and set off." ”

Zhang Jin hurriedly began to clean up, folded the quilt, wrapped it in oiled paper, rolled it up, put his bags on his back, and then checked whether the big tea jar and weapons on his body were complete, and then put on the hat and put on the robe.

Rushing out of the barracks, there was a pouring rain outside, lightning and thunder.

The rattle of the rain was no longer recognizable.

You can only use a sharp whistle to identify the brigade you are in, and then assemble.

In the mud, Zhang Jin stood still with Li Dingguo, and then counted the number of people, and then ...... Everyone is on their way.

This night was particularly difficult, running in the mud for nearly half an hour, and then ...... We arrived at an embankment.

Under such dark nights and torrential rains, the mud of the river embankment makes people extra careful.

It was only at this time that Zhang Jin knew that in the heavy rain tonight, in order to prevent the river from backing up, not only the people in the military academy were dispatched, but also the soldiers of the new county also poured out!

The task of the military academy is to keep an eye on this relatively fragile embankment to prevent accidents, and in the event of any flooding, it is necessary to immediately notify the people downstream and organize evacuation.

On the other hand, they tried their best to plug the gap with sandbags for flood control, which could not be completely blocked, but could buy time.

It was a difficult night, and in the face of the storm, the tumbling river that swept a lot of mud under his feet, taught people to be in awe.

After two days of guarding the embankment, the weather finally cleared.

It looks like a false alarm.

So the students began to return to school, and everyone talked and laughed, and seemed to be very happy.

Zhang Jin's mood also began to relax.

But in the evening, when he went to the orchard behind, he was shocked.

Three girls...... It has been blown down by the torrential rain, and the leaves have withered and yellowed, and the dead leaves are mixed with the mud, and the trunk has long been broken.

In the mud, there were only wooden signs of Zhang Jin and Li Dingguo.

The ink that said "Jisheng" was soaked in muddy water and had lost its luster.

Zhang Jin rushed up, trying to help the torso of the third girl up.

I can't hold it.

Finished......

That's it.

Zhang Jin's heart seemed to twitch, and there was an inexplicable discomfort.

Li Dingguo only stood aside, didn't say anything, and then silently picked up his wooden card.

After this day, Zhang Jin no longer had any nostalgia for this so-called military school.

I don't have the energy to do anything.

During the morning exercise, it was only perfunctory, but in the evening of the next day, Li Dingguo came to him and said, "Let's go, plant trees again." ”

Zhang Jin only sneered, he lay on his couch with his clothes, didn't look at Li Dingguo, and said with contempt: "If you plant it, it will fall, what's the point of planting?" What can you do by planting trees? Can you continue to learn from the saints? You don't even know the way of the saints, and you're mediocre...... It's just a bunch of maggots, stupid...... Foolish......"

Li Dingguo was suddenly furious, and he was just fine on weekdays, but Zhang Jin's words at this time stung him all of a sudden.

So Li Dingguo stepped forward directly, pulled his shirt viciously, and almost lifted Zhang Jin up.

Zhang Jin glared at Liu Dingguo unruly: "You still want to beat me?" Come on, fight, you're just a bunch of reckless men, I'm ashamed to be with you, elm heads...... Your three girls...... Three girls...... What if you spend so much effort planting it, a rainstorm will leave nothing......"

Li Dingguo was furious, but suddenly said: "If it weren't for the face of the three girls, I would have killed you." ”

Zhang Jin was not to be outdone: "The third girl is dead, and I don't see you sad, it can be seen that you are such a reckless man......"

"Reckless?" Li Dingguo's eyes were red, but he pulled him violently, and actually grabbed Li Dingguo's clothes, pulled him out of the barracks, and shouted: "Okay, don't you see me sad?" I'll tell you, what is sad ......?"

He shouted while pulling Zhang Jin.

Many people surrounded him, and the team officers wanted to stop Li Dingguo.

Li Dingguo said angrily: "Don't stop me, I'll go to the confinement myself later." ”

After that, the embarrassed Zhang Jin was dragged to the orchard by Li Dingguo, all the way to the bamboo fence: "What you are heartbroken about is just three girls, but no matter how the three girls are, it is just a fruit tree, but let me tell you, the one who has suffered the disaster is not only a three girls, you see, you open your eyes and look at ......"

At this time, Li Dingguo pointed to the outside of the bamboo fence, and said in an increasingly excited tone: "These sweet potato fields outside, because of a heavy rainstorm, ten acres of land, were washed away by the heavy rain, three or four acres, do you know what this is?" It's fucking food! There is no food...... People are going to starve to death, my sister Fubo, she's starving to death......"

Speaking of this, Li Dingguo suddenly lost his voice and roared: "I planted a fruit tree, and it is also blessed, and there will be nothing left after a rainstorm." But...... But...... You open your eyes and take a good look...... This family...... They were also afflicted, and there were maidens in their houses...... They were hungry, so they would rather die than starve, and you saw them toiling here every day, and now their sweet potato fields have been plagued and there is no food, and you come and tell me, what should these 'vulgar' people, these people who are not as inscrutable as you think, who only know how to eat in the field, what should they do, what should you let them do? You have the ability, you call out the saints in your mouth, and then ask them, what should they do? ”

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