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Chapter 396 Warm feeling

The door of the hall is open, and waves of wind carrying the breath of the sea are blowing gently in the corridor of the front hall, and then spin a few times on the bluestone in the courtyard, and the wind in the bluestone is blown.

A few shallow puddles made ripples, and then he went into the room to blow dry Mao Wenlong's still wet hair.

Mao Wenlong was wearing a cotton sheet, squatting behind the table and eating his lunch.

Mao Wenlong had to sit here and eat with a blanket on his back because it was at this time that he realized that he was really poor. Apart from his armor and the majestic general's uniform that was riddled with holes, all that was left was

A short-sleeved shirt.

But now his clothes have been washed by Yuyan and hung in the yard, swaying in the wind. As a result, he is left with only two pairs of shorts. Now he is wearing a pair of shorts and a sheet while eating.

Looking at the meal in front of him, he began to figure out where his military salary was spent. How could a dignified commander, according to Pidao's rules, earn at least 1,000 taels of silver a year from military salary plus office expenses, but why?

Now I only have two pairs of underwear to change and wash, which is unscientific.

The meal in front of me is very simple, a bowl of thick white rice porridge, a small basket of soft white flour steamed buns, a plate of fried small yellow croakers that can be found everywhere, a plate of pickles made of shredded kelp, and a plate of seaweed.

The soup on the table is actually not worth much. The only valuable thing on the table is a bottle of wine.

Mao Wenlong is a good drinker. No matter in his past or present life, every time he picks up his chopsticks, he must pick up a wine glass. In the past, Mao Wenlong drank heavily, but now he has changed his temper. Although the alcohol content is very low, each meal is only half of it.

catty.

I can't afford to drink.

So where did your money go?

Yu Yan's chopsticks knocked off the big brother who had picked up the food three times in a row: "You are a glutton, and you are not afraid that this salted fish will kill you, and you don't want to take care of your sister." When she said this, she put half of the food in her hands.

A steamed bun was handed to Mao Chenglong: "If you eat half more, it will be the time to grow."

Mao Chenglong took it and said, "Thank you, aunt, but I'm full." He passed the half of the bun to Wang Xiaoer.

Wang Xiaoer took it, bit by bit, and ate it slowly.

This child came from a poor background. When he first picked it up, he was already hungry and fainted in the ditch, so he has a natural cherishment of food. Although he can now eat enough, he still insists on his habit.

, every bite of food is carefully placed in the mouth and chewed slowly to taste the food in the mouth. Moreover, this child has also developed a habit of eating no matter how rich the food is in front of him.

He will never be full. For him, being eighty percent full is enough, and eating more is a waste.

At this time, a sound of snoring reached Mao Wenlong's ears. When he looked up, Wang Qiang was holding a large bowl the size of a basin on his face, eating heartily.

Although the five brothers of the Qing family ate very elegantly, the speed at which they ate made Mao Wenlong vomit blood. In the blink of an eye, each of the five brothers had finished five steamed buns and two bowls of rice.

At the beginning, everyone was still cautious about their status. When eating every day, Mao Chenglong, his nephew, would accompany Mao Wenlong while everyone else hid in the kitchen. Mao Wenlong thought this was very respectable, so he insisted on letting everyone join in.

Sitting on the table and eating happily, he has now formed a habit. Every time when the meal is served, everyone gathers around the table in a lively manner, which gives Mao Wenlong a feeling of peace and tranquility.

At this time, Mao Wenlong finally understood that now he was no longer alone, but everyone was eating, and in this big family, except for himself and Wang Qiang who had military pay, everyone else was eating and drinking for free.

You need to support yourself, especially the three and a half young men, and the five bodyguards who have no job. The amount of food they eat every day is really staggering. These are really half-grown men who will eat me to death.

After figuring this out, Mao Wenlong felt a warm feeling when he looked at the large family with different surnames eating and drinking together at the table. This was the feeling of home.

"It's nice to have a family." He muttered involuntarily, and then drank all the wine in his glass with joy.

In fact, Mao Wenlong has a family. His real concubine and his real son are now in Beijing, receiving the emperor's favor.

My concubine raised her son, and my son entered the Imperial College and studied hard. Just last month, as the Di newspaper came, he had a letter from home. The handwriting was good, which showed that he had worked hard on his studies. The letter home was also full of greetings.

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But no matter how hard Mao Wenlong tried to think of his wife and children, in that letter, he could not feel the true warmth of his relatives, but between the lines, he only revealed a faint feeling of alienation. It was not as good as what he was seeing now.

This group of people, a group of people from all over the world with different surnames, makes me feel more warm and peaceful. This may be the sequelae of time travel.

Thinking of his wife and son in the capital, Mao Wenlong was in a dilemma.

Wang Hongliang of Jinyiwei had already written to the emperor, asking for his permission to go to Beijing to report on his duties. Mao Wenlong also believed that it was necessary for him to return to Beijing to discuss the measures against the eight Shanxi merchants, as well as the future development strategies, methods and military pay of Pi Island.

Please discuss the form of payment and other matters with the Emperor in person, because there are many things that cannot be explained through official documents alone.

But Mao Wenlong was really in a dilemma about returning to Beijing to report on his work, because as long as he returned to Beijing, he would have to face a strange wife and a strange son. He really didn't know what he would face when he walked into that small courtyard in the future.

How should two "relatives" who are related by blood get along? So Mao Wenlong's current mentality is that he wants to return to Beijing, but is afraid of returning to Beijing.

Wang Qiang finished the meal in a daze, and then moved his shoulders slightly, accidentally pulling the wound. Yu Yan immediately stood up with concern and checked the package on her brother's body. Wang Qiang smiled and said indifferently: "

It's okay, I'm thick-skinned and will be fine in a few days." Then he threw his clothes on his shoulders and said to Mao Wenlong: "Commander, I'm going to practice martial arts." Then without waiting for Mao Wenlong's answer, he

He walked towards the yard with sonorous footsteps.

As he left, the five brothers of the Qing family stood up in unison: "Commander, we are going to practice martial arts too." Then they waited for Mao Wenlong's instructions.

Mao Wenlong nodded and warned without raising his head: "When the military pay is issued next month, you must pay the food fee."

Yu Yan's ears were pointed and she spat at Mao Wenlong: "I have worked hard day and night for you, and you don't even care about a meal. My brother and the Qing brothers still have to save their military pay, so they are ready to find a decent and good family.

Marry me a sister-in-law."

Mao Wenlong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is really in line with that sentence, a daughter-in-law is half a thief."

"What did you say?" Yu Yan immediately raised her eyebrows.

Mao Wenlong immediately knew that he was talking nonsense and quickly covered it up: "It's nothing, it's nothing. I was just talking nonsense."

Yuyan blushed and put away the things on the table, while she gritted her teeth and said in a low voice: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful, I will tear your mouth apart."
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