It is not only for yourself in the future, but also for the villagers. The less things you have to carry, the faster you can travel.
When it was time to use it, Guo Dajing could come up with an excuse and say he found it in a cave. You could believe it or not.
Carrying the grain and pheasants, Guo Dajing stepped up his steps, pushed the door open and walked in.
"Brother Jing." Xiaoni heard the familiar footsteps, turned around and screamed in joy.
Sister Li Xiu didn't expect Guo Dajing to come back so soon. She was stunned for a moment, smiled, nodded and said, "Brother Guo, you are back."
Guo Dajing said "hmm" and took a look at the layout of the house. In the middle was the kitchen, with a stove facing the door, and next to it were two small rooms with no doors and covered with straw curtains.
"Brother Jing, your Xiucheng lives here." Xiaoni jumped forward, took Guo Dajing's arm, pointed to the left with her hand, with an expression of merit on her face, "Sister Xiu and I have packed up.
, but it’s clean.”
Guo Dajing smiled and nodded, carrying the food into his room.
The room was very small, with no furniture except for a broken table with missing legs. There was a heated kang with quilts on it, which was quite spacious for two people.
Guo Dajing put the big bag of grain in the corner, walked out with a small bag of grain and pheasants, handed it to Sister Li Xiu and Xiaoni, and said, "Eat enough."
Xiaoni didn't care about that and didn't think too much. She was happy when she saw the food. She reached out to take it and said with a grin: "You can eat enough. Brother Jing is capable and capable."
Sister Li Xiu guessed that Guo Dajing might have joined the army. She opened her mouth and sighed secretly in her heart. She knew that all talk was in vain and would only make her gain worse, so she forced a smile and cooked rice with Xiaoni and put away the pheasants.
Guo Dajing turned around and went back to the house, took out the broken silver, and also took out most of the money in the space, which was about thirty or forty taels.
Tomorrow he will go out to fight with the army, and the money is of no use to Guo Dajing, at least for now. It will be left to Sister Li Xiu and Xiao Ni, who may be able to eat a few more meals.
There were voices outside the house. Guo Dajing hid the money under the quilt, got up and went out to check.
It turned out that Zhao Qingshan and Li Xiucheng came back from collecting firewood. They met Guo Dajing and said a few words before Zhao Qingshan went back. He was alone and placed in a cellar at the head of the village with two other people.
Diganzi is a kind of building that is half underground and half above ground. First, a rectangular earth pit is dug underground, then the pillars are erected, and a pointed support is set up above the ground. It is a cave-type house made of animal skins, soil or grass.
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"Eat, let's go." Guo Dajing insisted, grabbing Zhao Qingshan and pulling him into the house without any pretense.
Zhao Qingshan also refused. He knew that food was paid per person, and staying to eat would mean occupying the rations of Guo Dajing and others.
"There are, many, many." As Guo Dajing spoke, he pulled Zhao Qingshan into the house and showed him the food he brought back.
Zhao Qingshan also saw the military uniform issued to Guo Dajing. He was a little surprised and his face was a little gloomy. He sighed and said, "I'm joining the army!"
Guo Dajing was not disappointed, and with a smile on his face, he let Zhao Qingshan into the house and sat by the kang.
Zhao Qingshan saw the big bag of grain in the corner, his face became even more ugly, and he asked in a deep voice: "No harvest at night? Is Zhou Qing really asking you to do that?"
Guo Dajing knew that Zhao Qingshan had misunderstood that this was his life-earning money, but it was difficult to explain. He was silent for a moment and said: "I - want - to do it."
Alas! Zhao Qingshan sighed, feeling helpless.
The army is a place where you can join if you want to join, and quit if you don't want to join? Now that Guo Dajing has joined the army, there is no way to change it.
After a long while, Zhao Qingshan reached out and patted Guo Dajing on the shoulder and said: "Life and death are determined by destiny. If you don't fight and kill, you can't guarantee that something will happen to you one day. I think you are a lucky person. You should be more alert in the army." , I will definitely live well."
Guo Dajing nodded vigorously, pretending to be serious and modest, just to let Zhao Qingshan get some comfort.
"In this world, disasters come from the sky for honest people, but those who kill people and set fires live freely." Zhao Qingshan sighed and shook his head: "God has no eyes!"
Guo Dajing fell silent. No matter how corrupt the Ming Dynasty was, no matter how many evils it accumulated, it should not be allowed to let the murderous devil take over the world!
Good people starve and freeze, their families are destroyed, and they struggle to survive in the flames of swords and blood; but the murderous demons eat well and drink hot food, and die in peace.
What about justice, what about justice? They all say that God's way is easy, but God is really blind.
Don't tell me that "the fall of the Qing Dynasty" in a few hundred years will be retribution, and delayed justice is not justice. Guo Dajing knew this and firmly believed it.
"The army is still short of people who can build and repair weapons. Not counting soldiers, they can just earn more food." Zhao Qingshan changed the topic and talked about his plan, "There is a way to make a living, and this craft is not in vain."
"Very good." Guo Dajing nodded, expressing his approval for this matter.
Zhao Qingshan smiled to himself and said: "Everyone is grateful to you for being able to escape to this island and live in peace for a few days. Therefore, we will do our best to take care of Axiu, Xiaoni, and Xiucheng. You don't have to worry."
Well, I do believe this. Why don't you just collect the firewood and deliver it quickly?
Guo Dajing cupped his hands to express his gratitude. Suddenly he remembered something and motioned to Zhao Qingshan to sit down. He turned around and went out.
When time was short, Guo Dajing walked in with a leather bag and handed it to Zhao Qingshan with a smile.
Zhao Qingshan sniffed, his eyes lit up, he took it and pulled out the cork, and the smell of alcohol immediately came out.
"Okay, good stuff." Zhao Qingshan smiled happily, raised the leather bag and took a big gulp.
Exhaling a strong breath of alcohol, Zhao Qingshan closed his eyes with satisfaction. A hot line of heat burned from his mouth to his stomach, feeling comfortable and stimulated for a long time.
"The army is not bad." Zhao Qingshan misunderstood again and thought it was a reward from the army. After all, Guo Dajing had done a lot by killing so many captives, and his head was said to be very valuable.
Guo Dajing smiled and said nothing. This misunderstanding was quite good and he didn't need to waste any words.
Multigrain rice and stewed pheasant were not a sumptuous meal. At least for Guo Dajing, the meal before the expedition was just that.
"We are leaving tomorrow morning?" Zhao Qingshan expressed surprise at this. He looked at Guo Dajing and couldn't help but fell silent after receiving the affirmation.
Sister Li Xiu glanced at Guo Dajing, then lowered her head. She held the chopsticks in her left hand and unskillfully pulled out the rice grains in the bowl, her face a little gloomy.
Xiaoni chewed the chicken in her mouth and said vaguely: "Brother Jing is the most powerful. If you go there, you will become an official."
The point didn't seem to be this. Guo Dajing knew that children's thinking was still different from that of adults, and he didn't quite understand what it meant to go to war.