The meaning of the letter is that the futile is incompetent, it is difficult to communicate with the general, and he is eager to lead the troops himself.

Ah Jiu could really understand Xue Zhen's thoughts.

But is Tuoba Yan really the only one in his mind?

Without great deeds, without his own ambitions, and when he is safe, he will be rotten with the warriors who were born and died with him.

Ah Jiu felt more and more that Tuoba Yan's brain circuits were not like a normal person?

He thinks so one-sidedly that he doesn't look like a twenty-year-old at all.

Ah Jiu thought about it, and then picked up the pen and wrote a paragraph, blew the ink on his head, and waited until it was dry and handed it to the comer:

"Show this to Tuoba Yan."

"Yes."

The man came and went in a hurry.

Half a month later, Hua Jun stumbled to him:

"Nine girls, nine girls, a good thing, someone from the front line came to report, saying that General Tuoba Yan had broken through Yong'an City, and the king of Qi led his troops to flee to the north, and it is said that he killed 30,000 Qi soldiers and captured 50,000 Qi people."

Ah Jiu raised his eyebrows: "It's indeed a good thing." ”

"Why are you upset?" Hua Jun felt that the general was extremely brave after passing five levels and killing six generals, and the general's wife would definitely jump like her when she knew it.

"I'm happy, I'm happy in my heart." Ah Jiu still slowly sorted out the bookmarks in front of him.

Each sheet was made of leaves, with a caption written on it, so that she could put it in the book so that it would not hurt the pages.

Putting the booklet back on the shelf, Ah Jiu looked back at Hua Jun:

"How long has it been since the seeds were planted?"

"It's been half a month." Hua Jun replied.

But his face was reluctant to speak: "Ninth girl, there is something I want to say, now the people in the city are dying of hunger, and the seeds that go down have not germinated at all, and you can't support a family just by relying on half a day of cauliflower that you distribute." ”

"Tomorrow afternoon, let Ma Peng ask the farmers to irrigate with snow water." Ah Jiu took a book again and opened it to read.

Hua Jun stood motionless.

On such a cold day, wouldn't the irrigation freeze? That won't be able to grow crops.

Ah Jiu felt a little frozen in his hands, got up and sat on the chair around the desk, and put his hands on the charcoal fire to roast.

This was made by his father, and he burned it with a stake cut down from the mountain, and then burned the rest of the charcoal, which really didn't have any smoke at the moment.

Ah Jiu raised his eyes and looked at Hua Jun: "Are you frozen?" Cautiously asked.

"No, no, I'm not frozen, how can I freeze when I run errands back and forth." Hua Jun scratched his head, rolled his eyes for half a circle, and decided to say it:

"Eight people starved to death in the city in half a month, and you said that if they didn't sprout and there was no banker, wouldn't they all starve to death? Ma Peng, he was about to end up depressed. ”

Ah Jiu lowered his head and looked at the fiery charcoal fire in the furnace, and muttered, "You just go and pass the word." ”

"Oh." Hua Jun turned around and left.

Ah Jiu still looked at the pile of fiery red, she couldn't make people feel that she was a fairy.

This is like when I was a child in Xinghua Village, the mother-in-law of the Li family next door burned incense and worshiped the Buddha all day long in order for her daughter-in-law to have a son.

Later, after giving birth to two sons, she didn't even eat and went back to burn incense and worship the Buddha, the harvest was not good, and she also burned incense to worship the Buddha, even if the grass grew in the ground, she also burned incense and worshiped the Buddha.

Even if he had back pain and leg pain, he didn't take medicine, didn't look at Langzhong, or went to burn incense and worship Buddha, and finally died on the kang.

The dealers are covered tightly by withered grass.

She Meng Jiu'er is just an ordinary person, thanks to God's love for her to be reborn, and she has a strange system.

But that doesn't mean she has to be a bodhisattva.

For so long, some of the merits of saving people are rarely high, and some of them are not, so isn't the merit that you have accumulated for yourself? This is not to blame others.

A cold wind blew outside the door, blowing up the white ash on the surface of the charcoal fire in the cage, revealing the charcoal fire inside that was getting hotter and hotter.

The roasted Ah Jiu's face was flushed.

At night, Ah Jiu secretly wandered the streets and alleys according to the ideas of the day.

It was all a large water tank or something that had been brought out before, and she poured spiritual spring water into each of them.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that Ah Jiu felt that the spiritual spring water had run out, so he returned to the room in the cold wind.

Ah Jiu couldn't take off his cloak, and hurriedly sat in front of the stove to roast his hands, and a person came out from behind the screen.