Everyone who should leave has left, and everyone who should come has also come.

A soldier passed by Kale and walked towards the venue with heavy steps.

Because of his clean clothes and the mixed feelings of dragons and snakes at this party, no one stopped him in.

After the soldier entered, he began to inquire and ask a woman's name.

Many people didn't know after asking.

He really wanted to give up and thought that people might not be here, so let's talk about it tomorrow.

A natural sense of mission made him shout a name without regard to the occasion.

The voice overshadowed all the guests who communicated, and they all looked at the soldier.

The maid who was pouring wine for a noble master raised her hand and signaled that she was the one she was looking for.

With the eyes of all the nobles, the soldiers walked towards women step by step, with very steady, solemn and solemn steps.

The woman put down the bottle and started to retreat. After taking a few steps, she hit the wall and then retreated without any further.

The woman's expression was a little scared and uneasy.

A young nobleman stopped the soldier and educated him: "Please speak softly, okay? You should be a free citizen. If you have any questions, please ask the two to discuss it outside."

The soldier pushed the nobleman away, put on his military uniform, and saluted very standard. This time he had a long salute, and everyone was curious and surprised at the party.

Someone whispered: "What's going on?"

After the ceremony, the soldier took out a piece of paper from his military pocket, walked forward, spread the paper open and said to the maid: "Madam, your son died in the war. This is a death notice."

The maid stood there like a lightning strike.

Seeing the woman's appearance, the soldier handed the notice directly to his hand, and then gave another salute.

"Ms., your son's body will be transported within a few days. There is one thing I have to say, the valley is far away and the body may rot after it is transported back."

The soldier said everything he should say. He turned around and left. Before he could take a few steps, the maid behind him asked in a clear and bright voice: "Did my child die on the battlefield?"

The soldier turned around again, and there was a bitterness on his firm face. He really couldn't look directly at the maid's eyes, the tormenting look.

The soldier saluted again: "Your son is very brave."

The maid smiled with relief at first, then her lips began to tremble, and a teardrop flowed out from the corners of her eyes. She burst into tears, crying heart-wrenchingly.

Everyone heard such crying, and even more so, the maids sang hymns for the fallen soldiers.

But she couldn't stand the woman's crying, so she started crying, praying wildly to her god in her heart.

The nobles took a step back, gave the maid some space, and watched silently.

The soldier was really leaving this time, and the noble young man who blocked him stood up and apologized: "Sorry, sir, I apologize for my impoliteness, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter." The soldier patted his pockets. "This is nothing compared to what I'm going to do tonight. I have to send more than a dozen notices. I have to go through such a scene. I hope I won't collapse or get beaten up."

The noble young man nodded seriously and poured a glass of wine to the soldiers: "It's more painful to do this than going to the battlefield. You are also a hero."

The soldier took the wine glass, drank it all, and then left the party and walked under the street lights.

That night, he knocked on the doors of more than a dozen families, all of which were free people's residences.

Several families lived in remote areas, two were neighbors, and the other was a family of women. Several women surrounded him and shouted rumors loudly, "It's fake, but I don't believe that the only man in my family is gone."

The next day, except Baymond, the others set off for the valley, and the butler Mr. Fei followed him.

The casualties ahead spread rapidly in the city, and my cousin's blood surged, leaving his bedroom, threatening to go to the front line, and no one could stop him.

The family members were anxious, and the main reason was that there were people dead there, so they didn't dare to let their beloved babies take risks, so they talked about blind dates.

My eldest cousin was completely annoyed and swore a poisonous oath that he would never get married in this life.

The family members meant that they would meet him. There was no harm in just meeting him. After seeing him, let him go to the front line and no one would stop him.

This is OK, and it is still within the bottom line of my cousin.

In the afternoon, the two met.

The location is the place where Pusson and Bella met.

The branch arrived a few minutes before the specified time and asked for a glass of water to wait.

Five minutes passed, but the person did not come, and ten minutes passed, but the person still did not come. After half an hour, the opposite side was still empty.

I was so late, so I didn't want to wait any longer, so I packed up my things and prepared to leave.

Then, my cousin in military uniform came in, his hat was pinched in his hand, his collar was open, and his sleeves were rolled between his elbows.

My beard was not shaved and my hair was messy.

He sat down opposite the branch and asked unhappily: "You are going to go on a blind date with me, right? Tell you in advance that I didn't plan to come this time, it was my family who forced me to come. You also know that the valley is fighting, and I'm leaving."

The hand pressed on his forehead, trying to calm himself down. Last night, Mrs. Taigong praised this man as a flower. It was better to see him than to hear him.

That branch was very shameless and didn't say anything, so she drank tea and had snacks.

My eldest cousin stopped talking and lay proudly on the chair, reaching out to grab the small dried fruits on the plate.

There were only two plates on the table, one of which was eaten, and the eldest cousin ate the other, and neither of them went to invade each other.

After a while, the food on the plate was eaten up and the two of them drank a cup of tea.

The eldest cousin stood up and said, "Okay, I should leave too. I will pay for the money on this table."

Nazhi smiled and said, "No, I don't have to pay here, just pay your own."

My cousin was a little annoyed for no reason, as if this time it wasn't him paying it or a slander.

He called the clerk in casually and announced loudly: "How much does this table cost? I'll pay."

That being said, he found that he didn't carry it when he was pulling out his pocket, and his pocket was empty.

The clerk said how much he wanted, and stood aside and waited to collect the money.

My eldest cousin's face was hot, and he scratched his head, like a poor dog.

That Zhi sighed and thought to himself how could there be such a stupid person in this world?

She didn't want to be angry or waste her time now, so she took out Wu Kulun and shook her head out of the house.

The clerk picked up the money, glanced at his cousin with contempt, and packed up the plate.

The eldest cousin returned in a defeat, and his self-esteem was crushed. He chased him out and followed the branch and said, "Wait for me, I'll go back and get the money back to you."

The zhi turned around quickly, so fast that my eldest cousin was shocked.

She looked at her eldest cousin, sighed unfriendly, and then left.

My cousin grabbed the messy hair and didn't catch up with her this time, but she made up her mind that when the battlefield came back, the money would be returned a hundred times.
Chapter completed!