Dunwu blinked: "Yes, is there any problem? Or is the major general thinking that his subordinates are talking nonsense?"

"Nonsense! What do you think?" If you didn't believe that Dunwu would not speak nonsense, Wei Ba wanted to kick Dunwu into the river. Even if you are all elites of Chongqing Bangbang Army, it would be impossible for everyone to walk thirty or forty kilometers a day with ninety kilograms of things on their backs.

Wei Ba sneered, but then he thought about it and felt a little rash. Wait, let alone the matter of weights and measures, it seems that the Han Dynasty did not have five hundred grams of pounds?

"Dunwu, how heavy is the pot of water you mentioned?" Wei Ba asked with a copper pot beside him.

Dunwu took it over and tried it: "It's probably around four kilograms."

Wei Ba suddenly understood. In his feeling, this kettle was not big, at most one kilogram, which means about two kilograms. Dunwu said it was four kilograms, and that one kilogram should be only 250 grams, half a kilogram. But even so, it should not be underestimated. Everyone can still drive dozens of kilometers of mountain roads with nearly 40 or 50 kilograms of things on their backs every day? At least in Wei Ba's opinion, this is simply a fantasy.

"I still think you can't do it." Wei Ba shook his head repeatedly.

Dunwu smiled and said, "It is useless to say more if you can do it. When you arrive in the village tomorrow, the major general will choose any ten people and let them demonstrate to the major general, and you will believe it."

Wei Ba nodded repeatedly: "If you want to get it, you want to get it." Without seeing it with your own eyes, he really couldn't believe what Dunwu said.

After a night of nothing, Wei Ba fell asleep in the sound of oars. When the sun shone into the cabin the next day, the boat had already stopped at the door of the Weijia Manor in Nanzheng. Wei Wu had already gotten up and had just finished practicing the knife at the bow of the boat. He was full of energy. He had a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his tender little face was flushed and steaming.

"Brother, are you getting up?"

"So early?" Wei Ba opened his sleepy eyes, looked at the shimmering river surface, and stretched. Today's homework seemed to be delayed. As soon as this thought came out, Wei Ba suddenly realized that he was making excuses for himself. If the hole was opened, the good habit that had been persisted for only half a month was probably going to waste again. He immediately decided that no matter what, no matter how important it was, today's task would have to be completed first.

"Dunwu, is there any place in the village where you can exercise?"

Dunwu replied respectfully: "There is a martial arts training ground, and the major general needs any equipment."

Wei Ba felt a little embarrassed, and he had equipment. It was no longer easy for me to keep running. He didn't say much, and under Dunwu's leadership, he got on the shore and headed straight to the Wei family manor.

The Wei Family Manor is not small, covering an area of ​​nearly 100 acres. There is also a wall that is high for one person outside and a river outside, which is simply a city. But then again, isn’t it a city that can accommodate three or four thousand households?

After entering the village gate, Wei Ba saw a road about five steps wide and about a hundred steps long, leading directly to a closed courtyard with a unique momentum. After crossing the courtyard wall, you can see the eaves of a two-story building. He realized that this might be the inner house of the Wei family, and the thatched house next to it was the home attached to the subordinates. He couldn't help but sigh gently. This is my home. There are my relatives here, which is the most cherished treasure in this world.

"What's wrong, brother? Let's go home to see my mother first. She must be very anxious these two days." Wei Wu pulled Wei Ba forward impatiently. Before they could reach the gate of the courtyard, a burst of chirping came from inside. Then dozens of children who were only seven or eight years old and three or four years old were rushed out of it. They shouted in a verbal voice, some rushed over to hold Wei Wu's hand, some laughed and danced around Wei Ba, and others stood respectfully, bowing like a little adult.

"Meet the Major General."

Wei Ba was stunned for a moment and realized that these were all children of the Wei family. Seeing that they were wearing long gowns, they should be studying in the yard. Maybe they couldn't learn any profound knowledge, but it should be fine to know the words and literacy. It seems that his father Wei Yan is not only good to his subordinates, but also to his subordinates. Then again, if he was not so good to his family, how could his brother be so loyal?

Wei Ba did not dare to say much, so he greeted him simply, entered the courtyard, and went straight to the main hall. Not long after, a middle-aged manager Chen came to the hall. Wei Ba said the request straight to the point, but Manager Chen didn't say anything, nodded and turned around to prepare. Wei Ba turned around and followed Wei Wu, who was already a little impatient, into the back hall. Two five or six-year-old children quickly entered the door and shouted frankly: "Aunt Deng family, aunt Deng family, Aba and brother Awu are back."

"I know, I know." With a promise from the room, a woman in her forties quickly walked out. When she saw Wei Ba, her smile froze. She stood at the door and looked straight at Wei Ba. Wei Ba was confused and stood there. The woman looked at him for a while, then asked timidly: "Ba'er, are you... you?"

Before Wei Ba answered, Wei Wu greeted the woman, pulled the woman's arm and shook it, laughing and said, "Mother, what's wrong with you? Seeing that you don't know your son anymore? No wonder, I tell you, my brother has changed a lot these days. He has gotten up to run and exercise every day, and he is much stronger than before. He is no longer the same as he can be blown away by the wind before. It is normal for you to recognize him."

Only then did Wei Ba realize that this was his biological mother, Deng. He had been trying to find out before that his father Wei Yan not only had one way of fighting, but also had another way of having children. He married a wife, took four concubines, gave birth to eleven sons and nine daughters, and five sons and two daughters who died underage. Wei Feng was born to his wife, and he and Wei Wu were born to the woman in front of him. He originally had a little sister, but he died not long after he was born.

When Wei Ba saw his "biological mother" for the first time, he was a little unnatural and went forward to salute: "Mother, I'm back." Fortunately, Deng was happy with his change and did not notice his restraint. He wiped his tears while pulling him to the hall. "Oh, Ba'er, you have made Mother worry badly. I heard that you were sick in Mianyang, so Mother kept holding her heart..."

Listening to his mother talking about her worries, Wei Ba couldn't help but think of her mother in another world. The poor woman learned about the death of her only son, and she didn't know what she would be sad. When she thought of this, she couldn't help feeling sad, her eyes turned red, and she burst into tears.

Seeing his brother and mother crying sadly, Wei Wu turned around and started playing with the younger brothers and sisters who were surrounding them. A five or six-year-old girl stood quietly by the side, looked for a while, pulled out a handkerchief from her arms, walked timidly to Wei Ba, raised the handkerchief in her hand, tiptoed to wipe the tears on Wei Ba's face, and said softly: "Brother, stop crying, Dad said, a man is a real man, he will shed blood but not cry."

Wei Ba was a little embarrassed by the little girl's words, so he hurriedly put away his tears, took the handkerchief, and wiped it while saying, "Thank you sister."

Mrs. Deng looked at the little girl, and the tears that she had just suppressed came out involuntarily. She cried and said, "Oh, if my miserable daughter is not dead, she should be as old as Lan'er."

"Auntie and Lan'er's mother are good friends, Lan'er and Brother Aba, Brother Awu is also good friends, and Lan'er is also aunt's daughter." Lan'er said in a soft voice, and wiped Deng's tears again. Deng burst into tears and smiled, hugged Lan'er in her arms, and kissed her hard.

Only then did Wei Ba know who this little adult-like girl was. Her mother, Li, had the worst life. She gave birth to three children, and both sons died young, leaving only Lan'er, the only girl, ranked ninth. Among the father's wife and concubines, Li and his mother Deng were closest, one had only two sons and one daughter. Deng regarded Lan'er as his daughter, and Li also saw the shadow of his son from him and Wei Wu.

Although Wei Ba heard Wei Wu say about his younger brothers and sisters, his name was sorry for others and he did not dare to speak much. He just observed the group of children carefully and remembered their appearance and names. Looking at this large group of children, he thought that when Wei Yan died a few years later, these innocent children might be executed or not become officials and slaves, and then live their lives numbly like the iron-smashing master, and couldn't help but feel shocked.

I can't let this happen, I must. Wei Ba made up his mind secretly, suddenly stood up, and bowed to his mother Deng: "Mother, I have something to do, come and talk to my mother later."

Mrs. Deng was cowardly and did not dare to delay serious business. She quickly said, "Since there is something wrong, then you should do it quickly, don't delay it. By the way, have you ever told your wife what you want?"

Wei Badao: "I'm just about to talk."

"Oh, then you should be careful." Deng reminded.

Wei Ba nodded. He heard from Wei Wu that Wei Feng's biological mother, the wife of his father Wei Yan's official wife, was from a side branch of the Zhang family in Nanyang. She was born better than the Wei family and never looked down on Deng and a woman from a poor family like Li. If it weren't for the fact that she had given birth to Wei Feng, she wouldn't even have the chance to take a concubine. His father Wei Yan was outside, and she had always managed the affairs in this manor. If he wanted to use so many supplies and people, even with his father's consent, he had to pass through her. The reason why Deng reminded him was that on the one hand, he was afraid of Zhang, and on the other hand, because Wei Ba had always been weak and useless before, and he was a little timid when he saw Zhang. Now he had to do something like a man for the first time. If he was not speaking properly in front of Zhang, it would not be a good start.

Wei Ba said goodbye to his mother and younger brother and sister, accompanied by Wei Wu, went to the backyard, and stopped under the second-story building, and saw Manager Chen at first glance. Manager Chen looked embarrassed and was explaining something to a middle-aged man with a round face. Seeing Wei Ba come in, Manager Chen lowered his head in shame: "Major General..."

"Major General?" The middle-aged manager raised his eyebrows and pretended to be surprised and asked, "Young Master Afeng is back? Where is it, why didn't I see it?"

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