"We're here!"

"Haha, it's time for Zenda!"

Seeing the sign hanging on the side of the road, everyone in the Sichuan Army was excited, and finally came back.

This town is like a safe haven for everyone, it has a home-like warmth, a place to shelter and a place to be.

"What's going on? There's no one on the road."

"Wang Ba Gai Zidi, I remember that many people usually walk this road?" Bu La touched his head and made a puzzled sound.

"Isn't this the end of the calf, where have all the people gone? What about my wife and children!? ”

Mi Long was a little anxious, but the two most important people in his heart were nowhere to be seen.

"Bang! Boom! ”

Two gunshots rang out in the distance, which scared everyone enough. Everyone instantly picked up their weapons, thinking that something was happening ahead.

"Eh, put it all down, put it down, shoot a gun, don't be nervous. The pistols of the common people. ”

The well-informed Long Article waved his hand and signaled everyone to relax.

At this time, everyone realized that at the end of the road, a clearing outside the white wall was full of people, looking at them directly.

"Wang Ba cover drop, this posture, it is not enough to steal a cow."

Bu Yan looked at the crowd dumbfounded, and said stupidly.

Liao Mingyu, who was speechless, slapped him on the head: "How many things have you done to steal chickens and dogs?" ”

"Oh!"

"The hero is back!"

At this moment, the people in front began to beat gongs and drums, so it was not lively. Several young people draped in quilts and danced their unique dance to welcome the return of the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion.

Hundreds of people flocked to the soldiers to put flowers on them, touching their faces and heads with their hands, and expressing their gratitude to the Sichuan Legion with their local customs.

Good guy, Liao Mingyu was also covered with a quilt by the people, and the people put their hands on his head and shoulders to show him a kind of respect and gratitude. Their enthusiasm really flattered Liao Mingyu.

Then the people were holding all kinds of eggs, fruits, pork, and roast chicken...... Respectfully brought it to the front of the warriors.

Among them, there was a young girl, holding a bowl of nuts, and respectfully handed it to Meng Fu with both hands: "Brother, this is what I swallowed myself, if you don't dislike it, just accept it!" ”

Looking at this simple and lovely girl, Meng was annoyed and her nose was a little sour, and tears flowed down her breathlessly.

A master who smelled the company commander being roasted and ripened, and was still concentrating on lighting a match that he couldn't light at all.

A high-achieving student who is proficient in English and has studied mechanics. In the face of the Japanese tank, it took half a second to decide, put down the Molotov cocktail, lie down and pretend to be dead, even if the Japanese bayonet pierced him two inches in the leg, the guy who did not scream actually shed tears on his face at this time.

"Thank you! Thank you ......."

He took the bowl of nuts and bowed his head to thank the girl.

"Don't thank you, we are the ones who should be thanked."

Seeing that Meng was annoyed and accepted his gift, the girl smiled happily.

"That's right, if you hadn't stopped the Japanese on the other side yesterday, we would have been able to stand here properly."

"Thank you, you're all heroes!"

"Heroes, please accept our hearts."

……

Looking at these simple people, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army all had tears in the corners of their eyes, and they all showed a smile of relief. Last night's battle was worth it!

They finally understood what it was like to be respected, and it turned out that it was so nice to protect their family and defend the country.

Their belief in following Liao Mingyu in their hearts is also firmer, because all this glory was brought to them by the head of the regiment.

"Strong!"

An old man in a black coat, glasses and a goatee walked towards Liao Mingyu and them with a cane surrounded by a group of people.

"Hard, hard! Come, pour wine for the strong man! ”

The young man next to him held a wine jar and poured a large bowl full of it.

"When I go, the clouds cover the moon, when I come, I am very little, and I am a silverfish all my life, and today I know that the horse leather shroud is a great sorrow, not a big pride!"

The old scholar who spoke the official dialect of the southwest said to Liao Mingyu with emotion.

"Huh...... You're welcome."

"Here, please do this bowl!"

……

Looking at the sea bowl that was bigger than the basin, Liao Mingyu's face twitched fiercely, you actually call this thing a bowl!?

The plot of this original time and space was actually bumped into by him, but it really made people laugh and cry, and now he wants to pull Long Wenwen over and put it in front, which was originally what Long Wenwen had to face.

Long Wenwen looked at Liao Mingyu's glances, and immediately turned his head away. Look at what Lao Tzu is doing, you have to carry your pot yourself.

Others are also embarrassed not to overdo it, or just look at the sky, looking like they don't care about themselves.

You're fucking, you're not righteous!

"Strong?"

"Battlefield incident, yesterday's incident! Today you will come to a drunken hometown, in our Zenda, gentlemen, never laugh at you. ”

Seeing that Liao Mingyu was a little hesitant, but the old scholar was unmoved, staring at him seriously, he was determined to make this bowl of wine today.

Forehead...... Liao Mingyu was speechless, can he still stand up under this bowl?

Damn, no matter!

I saw that his face was horizontal, and he took the big bowl, looking at this full bowl, no, this full pot of turbid wine, and the bitterness in his heart.

That's right! That's what that kid did in the dragon article! Haha, he had an idea in his head.

After a pause, Liao Mingyu gestured to the old scholar with a big bowl, he raised the sea bowl above his head, and said loudly: "Respect the heroic spirit who died in battle!" ”

"Whoa..."

He spilled most of the bowl of wine.

"Respect the creatures who have been devastated!"

"Whoa......

He poured a lot more on the ground, and the old scholar looked at him in surprise, how could he still play like this?

Looking at the less than one-third of the wine left in the bowl, Liao Mingyu felt that it was still a bit much, he gritted his teeth and shouted again:

"The respect in the middle, the conscience of this world!"

There was another shudder, and the wine in the sea bowl bottomed out in an instant.

It's almost over, Liao Mingyu shouted proudly: "It's done!" Then he grunted his head and poured it down.

If you don't do it, you can't talk about it.

Don't look at the thin layer of wine left in the bowl, but it has to be seven or eight taels.

"Ahh Hiccup~"

couldn't help but burp, Liao Mingyu also pretended to light up the bottom of the bowl outward to everyone, signaling him to drink not a single drop.

"Hehe, the sea... Massive, magnificent, magnificent! The old scholar smiled awkwardly, and everyone applauded and applauded again and again.

Meng was annoyed and quietly gave him a thumbs up, a master, really a master!

"Folks, listen to me, we won't accept things, it's not easy for everyone, I understand your kindness on behalf of the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion!"

Liao Mingyu arched his hand and said politely to the people.

"Sir, you're so polite!"

"That's it, sir, you can take it."

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