Chapter 624: 624: Ping Sibao County (twenty-six) [seeking monthly ticket]

Chapter 624 Chapter 624: Ping Sibao County (26) [seeking a monthly ticket]

"A general captured by scribes?"

The barracks life is boring, and the battlefield is cruel and bloody. Soldiers are also ordinary people, and they need to be relieved when they are under great psychological pressure. Sharing gossip during the break is one of the few entertainment items they have, and it can also pass the time.

"Yes, Master Xun personally caught it..."

"How do you know so clearly?"

Several people who have a good relationship on weekdays gather around.

The soldier pointed to his eyes and said, "How do you know? Naturally, these tricks saw it with his own eyes."

One listener pondered for a while, lowered his voice, and whispered in a thief-like volume: "It's not that we underestimate our military advisor, but... Isn't the military advisor a Wenxin scribe? A brave warrior who can be captured by a Wenxin scribe... I guess You don’t have much skill, right? An enemy general with no skill is not worth a few military merits, and it’s a waste of military rations if he is caught..."

It's better to just pick off the head.

The companion also felt that the captured general was a bit of a bad guy, but after thinking about it, he said: "...It is true to say so, but maybe this person has other greater value? How can we speculate on the plan of the military adviser and the others? ..."

They can all guess it, so why do you need a military adviser?

"Come on—the water is coming—"

The old man's laughing voice interrupted everyone's chat.

"Old man, is there still water?"

"The water in the water tank at home is clean and sweet."

The old man smiled so much that he showed his broken teeth.

These young men are like nothing else, they have a lot of strength, work neatly, and all of them are talkative and enthusiastic, which greatly won his favor. Seeing them working hard to carry gravel, tidy up the road, and clean up the ruins, they went home to bring them clean water.

"Is it really sweet? Then you have to taste it." The nearby workers heard that someone was delivering water, and they gathered around one after another, as if this was not ordinary water, but Jiaquan Yushui, sweet and sweet nectar. I can't help feeling that this old couple is simple and kind...

The old man and his wife are also praising them.

"These young people are really good people..."

Although it was cold, the old man was sweating from the heat, holding half a water ladle in his hand to fan the wind, feeling so emotional with his wife. A young man looked at the couple's unicycle and offered to help replace the parts. After repairing it, it was no different from a brand new one.

Push more smoothly and lightly.

They are too old and weak, and the wheelbarrows that are sold out are rejuvenated, which can also relieve their pressure of earning a living.

Everyone was working hard.

Xun Dingxin was in dire straits.

He never dreamed that he would one day become a prisoner of his old father, let alone that their father-son relationship would almost come to the point of "breaking" because of a sum of money for many years. Alas, I have to start with the big battle last night.

Father and son fight, Xun Ding doesn't think he will lose.

He believed that he would win beautifully, and then disappeared into the misty clouds in the morning amidst his father's emotion and comfort that "my family has a son who has just grown up". Many years later, he returned to his hometown in fine clothes, and took his empty-nest father away to support him for the rest of his life.

result-

Until he lost, Xun Ding lay in the ruins of the city tower and looked at the sky above his head, still not knowing how he lost.

Above is the old father's face.

Xun Zhen looked down at Hao Daer and sighed.

"You have been away for many years, and you have only improved so little?"

Xun Ding: "..."

Xun Zhen opened her lips: "The strength and cultivation base have improved, but how can you lose your heart? If this is all you have gained in these years... as a father, you can still see you alive. I really should thank you for those things in the past. The opponent's grace of not killing."

Xun Ding: "..."

Xun Ding held back for a long time before he said aggrievedly: "It is estimated that there is no one who can resist Father's trick..."

Using Yanling does not feel bad about money.

My old father never talked to him like that.

After speaking, my heart was complicated and melancholy.

Xun Zhen is naturally reluctant to part with her son, but she also knows that it is impossible to keep him by her side forever. Even the young Xun Ding couldn't keep him, let alone this unfilial son with a wild heart. He only hoped that he could see his next generation in his lifetime and enjoy the fun of having his grandchildren for a few days. He would be satisfied, and he would be able to have an account with his mother in a hundred years.

Guess—

Xun Ding opened his mouth and said, "No money."

The warmth on Xun Zhen's face disappeared instantly.

"No money?" The tone was a bit dangerous.

Xun Ding choked for a moment and said, "No money..."

"Then what do you mean 'receive money from others and eliminate disasters from others'?" Xun Zhen knew her son well. Lie to yourself about it.

Xun Ding was speechless, but he couldn't just say it directly—it was Gong Xiqiu who took money from people, so what did it have to do with him? Really want to say, Xun Ding feels that he might have to go to see A Niang who is far away in the Paradise ahead of time...

He hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

Xun Zhen's complexion is getting worse and worse.

Lifted his son's collar with one hand.

"Father—"

His "Father" did not melt his father's heart of stone, and was thrown to Shen Tang's feet with a bang.

Xun Ding: "..."

Shen Tang looked at the big lump of Xun Ding: "???"

Xun Ding, with a bruised nose and swollen face, also looked at her.

Shen Tang carefully tested Xun Zhen, who had an extremely bad face: "Hanzhang, what are you doing? In the final analysis, your son is not under Qiu Wenyan's account, and he is not a prisoner. You can deal with it yourself. This—bringing here is an act. very?"

Xun Ding's hands were tied behind his back.

He also lost his temper, sat up from the ground, his cheeks were puffy, and there was still a faint shadow of a boy. Seeing this, Xun Zhen was in a trance for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she said angrily, "I used this unfilial son to pay off my lord's debt!"

Shen Tang: "..."

Xun Ding: "???"

After some detailed explanation, I will know the whole story.

Xun Zhen used Shen Tang's small treasury to beat up Daer. She wanted Xun Ding to pay for the expenditure, but Xun Ding said that he had no money, so Xun Ding had to fill in the vacancy. When is it over, when will he be free!

Shen Tang: "..."

It's not that I feel bad about money.

After all, I am used to this kind of thing.

She was just thinking about Xun Zhen's intentions.

Could it be that he couldn't keep the eldest son himself, so he made an excuse for her to keep Xun Ding to work for nothing? Oh, what a loving father. In order to fulfill the painstaking efforts of her old father, she nodded in agreement with Xun Zhen's proposal. Only Xun Ding expressed his opposition.

"It's like this, it's too child's play!"

Sell yourself to pay off debts for no reason? ? ?

Naihe objection is invalid.

Xun Ding had no choice but to make a big move.

"My son is now under Gong Xiqiu's tent..." We should also weigh in with Gong Xiqiu, a robbed man who has suffered thousands of knives.

Shen Tang said: "Gong Xiqiu? That's okay, if I ask him to borrow someone, he will most likely be willing to lend you."

She still has this confidence.

Xun Ding: "..."

_(:з」∠)_

One day later, my younger brother, my younger siblings, and my mother all had symptoms of fever and pain all over the body one after another... Alas, my father and leather jacket are the only ones left at home. But my dad goes out to work every day, so I guess he will be next.

(end of this chapter)

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