Chapter Seventy-Three: Haha! The unjust big head is coming to the door!
Song Ziran died speechlessly, this leaky little girl, is it too late to throw it now? She had to come up with a killer idea: "Whoever argues again, I won't be a sister to anyone!" ”
Jiang Guoguo immediately sat on the kang obediently, looking harmless and well-behaved little Lori: "Sister Fuya, I'm not noisy!" I'm good! ”
Not to be outdone, Xiao Shi quickly wiped away his tears and snot with his sleeves, looked at Fuya wetly with his deer-like pure eyes, hiccuped, and said in a milky voice: "Xiao Shi is not coincidental (noisy), Xiao Shi (is) the most well-behaved baby!" ”
So...... Who are you going to be a sister to?
Song Ziran gritted her back molars, not knowing how to level the bowl of water. At this moment, her grandmother's voice was heard: "Fuya, someone is looking for it!" ”
The milk is really her own milk, and she can understand it without a point. This shout is really timely rain!
"Hey! Here it comes! Song Ziran quickly slipped off the kang, pulled his shoes and rushed out, shouting: "Milk, who is looking for me!" ”
In the courtyard, in front of her familiar relatives, standing side by side, isn't it the Chenwang Mansion F4 she is looking forward to?
"Little Goldfish Brother!" Fu Ya has a pair of big eyes, bent into a beautiful little crescent. But I laughed wildly in my heart: Haha! The unjust big head is coming to the door!
Fan Qianao stopped her and said arrogantly: "Do you only have Jinyu's little brother in your eyes?" Shout 'Brother Qianao' and listen! ”
"I don't know who Qian Ao is, but I know who the Tibetan mastiff is!" Song Ziran smiled at him.
"Tibetan mastiff? Who? The boy of the Zang family? How dare you have a name with the master? Fan Qianao rolled up his sleeves and carefully recalled who was called "Tibetan Mastiff" among the small characters of the Zang family! How did Xiao Fuya know the Zang family?
Fang Wentao put his fist to his mouth, coughed to hide his smile, and said: "Zhou Wu destroys Shang, and the West Brigade offers mastiffs." In the Spring and Autumn Period, Jin Wengong was proud of raising a giant Tibetan mastiff! Cousin, let you read more, but you won't listen! ”
"Okay! You compare the master to the dog! You ......" Fan Qianao grabbed the clothes on the little girl's shoulders, picked her up, and made a fierce appearance.
Jiang Qiuyuan made a false move, and while he was dodging, he snatched the blessing girl in his hand. He stuffed Fu Ya into Wu Pozi's arms, and said to Fan Qianao: "Tong Yan is unscrupulous, Fu Ya is still young, she doesn't understand anything, I will apologize to Fan Gongzi for her!" ”
"Yo! You're not bad! Come, let's practice, if you win, the master will not pursue her for disrespect! Fan Qianao knew Jiang Qiuyuan's origin, and when he saw that he was about the same age as himself, he was happy to hunt and was happy, so he started to learn from him.
"Fan Gongzi's daughter's noble body ......"
Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by Fan Qianao: "Don't talk nonsense, watch the boxing!" ”
Fan Qianao didn't give him room to shirk, his fist wrapped in a fierce wind, and came towards Jiang Qiu's distant door. If this is to be beaten strongly, a few teeth must be lost!
Jiang Qiuyuan dialed a thousand catties in four or two, and easily resolved it. Fan Qianao's second punch had already attacked, and in desperation, Jiang Qiuyuan had no choice but to fight.
The three families of Song, Jiang, and Su hurriedly retreated to a safe place. Song Ziran paid attention to the battle situation with some concern, and she said with a little apology: "Godmother, I caused trouble for Brother Qiuyuan!" ”
Jiang Zhixue said: "Misfortune and fortune depend on it, maybe this is also an opportunity for Yuan'er." ”
The two teenagers, in the courtyard, you came and went, and they fought on a par. However, insiders can see that both of them have some spare strength.
After a long time, the two jumped out of the battle circle at the same time. Fan Qianao looked Jiang Qiuyuan up and down, his eyes showing appreciation. He patted Jiang Qiuyuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You're good!" ”
"Fan Gongzi has won the prize!" Jiang Qiuyuan responded without humility or arrogance.
Fan Qianao said again: "With your kung fu, staying in this small mountain village is really too buried!" ”
Jiang Qiuyuan said: "Strengthen your body and protect the safety of your family, how can it be considered buried?" ”
"'Country' comes first with 'country' and then 'home'. The country is stable, and the family can be peaceful. I don't know if Brother Jiang has the desire to join the army Anbang? "Xiao Jinyu also has a heart for talent, isn't Chongzhou lacking talents like Jiang Qiuyuan?
Jiang Qiuyuan looked at him squarely and asked sharply: "From whose army, and whose country?" ”
"Good question!" A dignified-looking young man walked slowly from outside the courtyard gate. He glanced at Zhao Changsheng with a smile, and said to the young man in front of him who was not afraid of tigers, "The people are the foundation of the state, and the country is the foundation of the state." Now that the troubled times are beginning to appear, only a strong military can protect the people. Therefore, Chongzhou needs you, and the people of Chongzhou need you even more! ”
Jiang Qiuyuan knew that the person in front of him was the lord of Chongzhou. He grew up listening to the story of King Chen, who followed his father General Xiao to the battlefield at the age of thirteen, and was crowned king by the imperial court at the age of eighteen with his own strength.
Although Chongzhou is cold and barren, and there are many natural disasters, under his leadership, it has overcome difficulties again and again. It can be said that he is a qualified lord of Chongzhou. But I don't know, can he become a qualified king of a country?
King Chen's words made Song Damao and Song Ermao's blood boil. The two of them were thirteen or fourteen years old, which was the age of full of enthusiasm and ambition. Their original intention of learning martial arts was to protect their families and make them live a good life.
However, as King Chen said, if there is no country, how can it be a home? Houshan Village is too close to King Hui's fiefdom, and once a war breaks out, it will inevitably be affected. If Houshan Village is involved in the war, how can they compete with those regular troops with their meager strength?
Only when the soldiers are strong can we ensure the safety of the country! They're going to join the army! They want to be strong! They want to protect the home they want to protect from foreign enemies!
"That...... Look at me, okay? The Song Damao brothers glanced at each other, and neither of them had spoken yet? Who said this?
They followed the direction from which the voice came and saw his fourth uncle, their faces full of excitement. Men, no matter how old or young, have a heroic dream.
At this time, people got married early, don't look at Song Laosi is already the father of three children, in fact, he is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old. Putting aside the past life, it is the best time to realize your own value!
Not only Da Mao Ermao's eyes were focused on Song Laosi's body, but all the people present looked at him. Mrs. Wu almost took off her shoes and picked him off: "How old are you?" People want young people with good skills, what are you doing blindly? The pigs in the backyard are still screaming with hunger, so why don't you feed the pigs! ”
Song Laosi said: "Mother, I didn't make a decision impulsively with a hot brain. I have also been learning martial arts from Brother Zhao in the past few years, and I have learned not badly! While Chongzhou is not in chaos, I want to join the army for a few years to train and fight for a future, so that you and Fuya can live a good life! ”