With a chuckle, Guo Dajing touched Xiao Ni's head and said, "Flag officer."
Li Xiucheng blinked his eyes and said, "When I grow up, I will join the army." As he said that, he turned to his sister and said, "Sister, I will kill many Jianlu to avenge you."
Sister Li Xiu smiled bitterly, but in order to comfort the child, she nodded.
The meal was a bit boring. Guo Dajing was not good at talking and lacked the motivation to adjust the atmosphere. He was tired. He must be the most tired these days. He just wanted to rest early after eating.
Zhao Qingshan didn't eat much, but drank most of the wine. When Guo Dajing sent him away, he was still sober and gave him some instructions with concern.
Guo Dajing returned to the house, called Sister Li Xiu, gave her dozens of taels of silver, and without saying anything else, pointed at her broken arm and said, "Change the medicine."
Sister Li Xiu also understood Guo Dajing's temper and temperament. She didn't talk much, and she didn't like other people's nonsense. She sat down at the broken table obediently and put her injured arm on it.
Guo Dajing turned around, blocking Sister Li Xiu's view, took out medicines and other items, sat opposite Sister Li Xiu, and carefully unwrapped the bandage.
Sister Li Xiu stiffened, but gritted her teeth and said nothing. Although the wound stopped bleeding, it could not heal so quickly in less than ten days.
Guo Dajing raised his eyes, secretly admiring this woman's strength, but continued with his hands.
The severed arm was slowly exposed, and the burned red flesh looked shocking. But to Guo Dajing's relief, there was no sign of infection.
Obviously the disinfection, medicine and antibiotics had an effect. But the most important thing is that Sister Li Xiu herself was able to survive the dangerous period. In ancient times, this was already considered a miracle.
Disinfecting, applying ointment, and re-bandaging, Guo Dajing finished all this neatly, then he took a deep breath, smiled, and extended his thumb to Sister Li Xiu.
"Thank you, Brother Guo." Sister Li Xiu had beads of sweat on her forehead and said with a forced smile: "You don't have to say anything, I will accept the money. Don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaoni."
Sister Li Xiu obviously understood that Guo Dajing was entrusting the money. After all, from a personal relationship point of view, he and Xiaoni were the closest.
Guo Dajing nodded, and there was no need to explain too clearly. After experiencing hardships, Zhao Qingshan, Xiaoni, Li Xiujie, and Li Xiucheng were like a family in Guo Dajing's heart.
"Brother Guo, please go to bed early." Sister Li Xiu stood up and said in a warm voice: "I'll make dinner and call you tomorrow morning. I won't delay the expedition with the army."
Guo Dajing smiled and gently cupped his hands to express his gratitude.
Under these conditions, it was a luxury to wash up and sleep again. Only Guo Dajing was left in the house, and he had time to take a closer look at his bedroom.
Li Xiucheng carefully opened the straw curtain and took a look. Guo Dajing smiled and waved, saying: "Sleep."
"Okay." Li Xiucheng grinned, agreed happily, and walked into the house.
Guo Dajing took off his clothes and got on the kang, got into the warm bed, and breathed a comfortable sigh of relief.
Although the low temperature in the house can still be felt on the face, and the white mist can be seen in the breath from the mouth, it is completely different from sleeping outdoors in the ice and snow.
Closing his eyes with peace of mind and relaxing his mind, Guo Dajing soon fell asleep. He had been really tired for the past few days.
The village fell silent. Like Guo Dajing, the villagers who had fled to the island also fell asleep early.
No matter whether you live in a house or a cellar, it is a paradise-like enjoyment to be able to eat hot meals, lie down on the kang with peace of mind, and temporarily escape the fate of being beaten, killed and enslaved by the captives.
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The dawn was dim, but the air was already filled with the chill of dawn.
Sister Li Xiu stared at the window, and as soon as she turned a little white, she got dressed, went to the stove, lit a fire, added firewood, washed rice, put it in the pot, and started cooking.
It was very unaccustomed to work with one hand, but Sister Li Xiu didn't want to wake up the sleepy Xiaoni, and she moved very gently, for fear of disturbing Guo Dajing.
She got up several times during the night and added firewood to the stove, hoping to make the kang warmer and make Guo Dajing sleep more comfortably.
It's a pity that except for the jar of pickles I was given yesterday, there is nothing left to eat.
Sister Li Xiu sighed secretly, complaining that she had no ability and could only eat what others gave her. The meals before the expedition were so simple and even shabby, which made her feel very sorry.
Will it still be like this in the future? You have to rely on others to support you.
I am a woman, but I don’t have a hand, what can I do?
Sister Li Xiu silently stared at the fire in the stove. The light flickered on and off her face, showing her complicated mood.
The sound of dressing came from inside the house. Sister Li Xiu quickly put away her thoughts, added firewood to the stove, stood up and looked at the rice in the pot.
Guo Dajing came out, smiled and nodded at Sister Li Xiu, picked up the bucket on the ground, opened the door, and strode out of the house.
Sister Li Xiu's hand stopped in mid-air, and she reluctantly swallowed back what she wanted to say to stop Guo Dajing.
Collecting firewood, carrying water, cooking, and sewing and mending are all things you can do yourself. But why did you forget it and make Brother Guo suffer from getting up early?
It was a little bright at the beginning of the day, and in the dark and slightly white sky, a few stars were still blinking mischievously.
After Guo Dajing finished fetching water, he walked back, as if he had embarked on a new journey. He was just waiting for the sun to rise, and there was a bright light.
I don’t know where my confidence lies. I am helpless on the battlefield. Maybe my first time will be my last.
But being reborn through time travel seems to have given Guo Dajing extra courage, or it can be called the willingness to risk one's life.
Moreover, in this war-torn world, there is no way to escape. Only Guo Dajing knows it best. For more than ten years at most, China has fallen and the land is full of fishy smell. How can he be alone?
Fortunately, he is still young, has a strong body, and has the physical strength and courage to fight hard. Instead of being old and resigned to his fate, he is still humble.
Guo Dajing saw the sunrise, which seemed to be held up by divine invisible hands from the abyss and held high above the sleepy earth.
The light brought warmth, blessing, holiness and solemnity, bathing Guo Dajing like a baptism, giving him an arduous and glorious mission.
When we got home, both children were awake, and their crisp laughter and chattering immediately brought a refreshing sense of life.
When Guo Dajing came back, Xiaoni and Li Xiucheng came to greet him. They took a bucket and carried it into the house with great difficulty.
"Brother Jing, you don't need to do this job from now on." Xiao Ni's face turned red because of the exertion, and she said, "Xiao Cheng and I agreed yesterday to use wooden sticks to carry water."
Guo Dajing nodded and smiled: "Okay!" As he said this, he reached out his hand, touched the heads of the two children, and carried another bucket of water into the house.