Ming Lanruo packed up her things and looked at Qiao Yan doing the same.
Her dark eyes rolled slightly, and she walked over and asked casually -
"We have to stay in Changbai Mountain for at least half a month this time. Jinghe and I need to replenish some private items for women. We will go out to the streets in the afternoon. Do you want to go with us?"
She made an appointment with Sister Hong in the afternoon to meet Chixue's orphan wandering in the Northeast.
You have to find an excuse to make it inconvenient for men to follow you.
Qiao Yan was stunned. He had another person to meet in the afternoon.
Looking at Ming Lanruo's "expected" look, he was a little reluctant to refuse. It would be fine if he usually asked the person to come back another day.
But he was going into the mountains tonight and he didn't have time to meet her alone. There were some things that were not convenient for him to do in front of his wife.
He hesitated for a moment, and then said gently and apologetically: "Since it is a purchase of a woman's private things, it is not easy for me to follow you, so I can just wait for the young lady to come back at the inn, okay?"
His words hit Ming Lanruo's heart, and she nodded as if with some "regret": "Ah, it doesn't matter, we'll be back soon."
As a result, the two people, who each had their own "intentions", reached an "agreement" and were very considerate of each other - they each had their own fun in the afternoon.
Ming Lanruo happily led Jing He out of the house in the name of "purchasing", while Zhou Rugu and Chen Ning followed them from a distance to keep watch.
As soon as she passed the corner of the street, she saw Xiaowei's clever child standing in a shop selling second-hand clothes from a distance, waving to her.
Ming Lanruo and Jinghe immediately entered the second-hand clothes shop. Not long after, Chen Ning and Zhou Rugu also entered the shop one after another.
As soon as everyone arrived, Xiao Wei took them into the secret room of the second-hand clothing store.
As soon as he entered the secret room, the little boy excitedly rushed towards Ming Lanruo and hugged her waist: "Sister Fairy!"
In the child's pure heart, if he confirms that the other person is a good person, a fairy sister who helped him and saved his little friend, he will like you wholeheartedly!
Ming Lanruo touched Xiao Wei's head, gently took a small pack of candies wrapped in oil paper from her arms and handed it over: "Hey, A Yuan, are Xiaonan and the others okay?"
Xiao Wei nodded: "They are all very good. The fairy sister gave us food, and we are much better!"
As he spoke, he carefully put a piece of candy in his mouth. The sweet taste was unlike anything he had ever tasted before.
Xiao Wei beamed with sweetness: "It's so delicious. Is this something from heaven? I want to give these to A Yuan, Xiao Nan and the others to try too!"
Seeing the cute and innocent appearance of the young and thin child, Ming Lanruo felt so soft in her heart. After becoming a mother, she really couldn't bear to see her child suffer.
"Don't worry, I will definitely end all this suffering, and life will be better than now!" Ming Lanruo reached out and hugged Xiao Wei tightly.
The little boy couldn't help but blush, the fairy sister is so gentle!
Not long after, Sister Hong led the backbone of the wandering Red Bloods in Northeast Xinjiang and came in through the secret passage.
Xiao Wei also cleverly exited the secret room and went outside the store to take his friends for a walk.
Ming Lanruo watched as seven or eight middle-aged men, whose clothes were white from starch and patched, but very clean, came in one after another.
Sister Hong was pushing a wooden wheelchair, and sitting on it was a middle-aged scholar. He was wearing a shabby scholar's robe and had a broken leg. His face was sallow and thin, but he had a calm aura.
There was also a middle-aged man with white hair and eyes like bells. He stared at Ming Lanruo as soon as he came in. There was still a vague sense of vigilance and alienation in his eyes.
Others vaguely regard these three as the backbone.
When Sister Hong saw Ming Lanruo, she immediately clasped her fists respectfully: "Miss!"
Others had heard Sister Hong say many things. When they saw Ming Lanruo again, many people had excitement in their eyes, trying to find the outline of Xiao Shuai on her face.
"It looks like...it really does look like that. Those big eyes are simply the symbol of the Xiao family!"
"Like General Xiao..."
"Where, the nose is obviously the most similar to Xiao Shuai..."
Although the middle-aged scholar looked at Ming Lanruo very restrainedly, she could see the excited red tears in his eyes, as if he was looking at another person through her.
"Miss Guanyin..."
Ming Lanruo heard him almost sighing and murmuring, and she could vaguely feel in her heart that he seemed to have a close relationship with his mother and could call her by her first name.
The tall man with white hair looked at Ming Lanruo, but just pursed his lips and muttered: "It looks like him, but after all, his surname is not Xiao."
Ming Lanruo raised his eyebrows before he was about to say anything. The middle-aged scholar had already said coldly: "Old Wei, is it possible that your surname is Xiao? You still have the blood of the Xiao family. Xiao Shuai said back then that the capable descendants of the Xiao family will live in the future."
Of."
"Old Song, that's not what I meant." The tall white-haired middle-aged man was a little awkward. He just couldn't accept that such a young girl was the heir.
Ming Lanruo sat on the stool and said frankly and calmly——
"It doesn't matter, Captain Weihai. You are all soldiers. Only those with skills in the army can serve the masses. You have never seen what I am capable of, so it is understandable that you don't want to surrender to me."
Lao Wei was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became dazed.
Her words were really similar to what the Xiao family's seventeen-year-old young general said when he first appeared in front of him with a spear.
The cheerful and sharp young general finally asked him to lead his people to leave, and without hesitation he led his people to charge into the Northern Mongols... and never came back.
Lao Wei's originally thorny eyes involuntarily softened and dimmed.
"Okay, be quiet, fellow comrades, we have been wandering for more than twenty years, and now we can finally return to the team!" Sister Hong raised her hand and looked at them solemnly.
Everyone immediately had a solemn expression and stood up straight. Even the military advisor Song Tang, who had broken a leg, supported the table and stood up with all his strength.
Ming Lanruo did not block his movement.
After tidying up her clothes, she stood in front of the eight people, looked around slowly, and placed her hands on their left shoulders in turn——
"Military advisor Song Tang, Zhongwu Colonel Wei Hai, Qian Commander Li Sanlang, Qian Commander Liu Feiyu... You have been lurking in Northeast Xinjiang for twenty years. Your mission has been completed and you should return to the team immediately!"
When their names were called one by one, the men who touched their left shoulders couldn't help but blush. After calling their names, they knelt down on one knee and put their left hand on their hearts.
Even with a sharp head like Lao Wei, the seven-foot-tall man knelt down on one knee with a "pop" and howled out one after another——
"Song and Tang return to the team!"
"Wei Hai returns to the team!"
"Li Sanlang returns to the team!"
"Liu Feiyu returns to the team!"
"..."
The voices of "returning to the team" come and go, and the vicissitudes of life are full of choking sounds. Twenty years have passed, and the once high-spirited young men have now turned gray.
Even Chen Ning, Zhou Rugu and others couldn't help but have wet and red eyes.
Veterans never die, they just wither...
Ming Lanruo took a slow breath and suppressed the sour feeling on the tip of her nose into her chest.
She is the owner of Crimson Blood and should not show her emotions on her face.
She stretched out her arms and looked at everyone deeply: "You red-blooded veterans, you have worked hard for more than twenty years, please get up!"
Chen Ning, Zhou Rugu, Jing He immediately stepped forward to help Song Tang, Wei Hai and others up.
Chen Ning and others also saluted Song Tang, Wei Hai and others: "On behalf of the red-blooded descendants of the twelve provinces of Central and South China, I would like to salute all seniors!"
Looking at the two young elites, Song Tang, Wei Hai and others couldn't help but look at each other, seeing relief in each other's eyes.
"Good boys, our Red Blood Army of the Nineteenth Army in Northeast Xinjiang also has many young people like you! Our Red Blood inheritance has a future!"
Ming Lanruo looked at Song Tang: "Mr. Song, I have told Sister Hong that before the Changbai Mountain rebels are completely wiped out, Chen Ning will appear in front of your men on my behalf."
Song Tang nodded: "Yes, don't worry, we know the stakes."
Although Mr. Song, a fair-faced and beardless man, had no rank or rank, he was once one of the youngest think tanks around his grandfather Xiao Shuai.
The red-blooded orphan wandering in the Northeast was able to survive the attack from both General Gu and the government, and persisted in secret struggle with each other.
To a large extent, it was thanks to Mr. Song's command and planning behind the scenes.
Ming Lanruo has extra respect for him.
Song Tang looked at Ming Lanruo: "Miss, we have received the news you asked Hongting to send. We also have people lurking in Gujiazhai in Changbai Mountain. They will pick you up."
Ming Lanruo raised her eyebrows slightly: "Gujiazhai?"
This is to directly change the names of the red-blooded people, completely turning them into a private army!