It was just dark when he returned to the camp, so he took the horse to the stable and fed the horse some fodder before returning to the barracks.
"Hey, the eldest young master is back!"
As soon as he entered the barracks, he heard Liu Feng's strange words. He ignored Liu Feng, hung the riding whip on a nail on the wall, sat on his bed, and planned to rest for a while before taking a shower.
Others gathered around the table and ate walnuts. There was a pile of walnut cores on the table.
Li Zheng grabbed a handful of walnuts and walked towards Song Ziling. He looked at him and said, "Here, these are the walnuts from my walnut tree. Here, let you try them."
After saying this, he regretted a little. He was the young master of the general's family, so how could he like these walnuts from his family?
If people don't want it, then he will be embarrassed and will inevitably be laughed at.
Liu Feng ate the walnut kernels peeled by others and said, "Li Zheng, please stop trying to please others. How can this young master like you two broken walnuts?"
"Thanks."
Song Ziling stretched out his hand to take it.
Li Zheng's eyes widened and he smiled and put the walnut in Song Ziling's hand.
He felt much better after a good night's sleep. His home was only ten miles away from the camp, so he returned home this morning.
When he left home in the afternoon, his mother asked him to bring a bag of walnuts.
Let him feed the brothers in the barracks and build a good relationship with them.
Song Ziling rescued him, and he was the first to give food to Song Ziling, but unfortunately he came back last.
"I quite like eating walnuts."
Song Ziling looked at Liu Feng and said, crushing two walnuts with his right hand, picking out the kernels and throwing them into his mouth.
The muscles on Liu Feng's cheek jumped after being slapped in the face.
"I have plenty if you like. I'll get you some more."
Li Zheng said that he was going to bring walnuts to Song Ziling, looking very happy.
Seeing him so happy, Song Ziling couldn't say no, so he took another large handful from his hand.
"Thank you, your walnuts are very delicious."
Song Ziling looked at Li Zheng and said.
Li Zheng said with a smile: "The walnut tree in my house is more than 50 years old. The walnuts it produces are big and taste better than those from other trees."
He had never spoken to Song Ziling before. Liu Feng often said in the barracks that a young master like him was very difficult to get along with if he looked down on people like them. If he offended him, he would suffer.
Therefore, he did not dare to take the initiative to talk to Song Ziling, but now he felt that Song Ziling was quite easy to get along with.
Seeing Li Zheng and Song Ziling talking and laughing, Liu Feng felt very uncomfortable.
"Young master, you have so many good things at home, why don't you bring them to us to eat? You only want to take advantage of us and eat other people's walnuts."
"Does this walnut belong to you?"
Song Ziling looked at Liu Feng expressionlessly and asked.
"No, but..." "It's not yours, what does it have to do with you?"
Song Ziling interrupted him, "You said I'm eating other people's walnuts for free, aren't you?
What did you give Li Zheng again?"
Li Zheng has a soft temper, and what he fears most is quarrels. He hurriedly said: "I am willing to give everyone food, and everyone will not eat for free."
Liu Feng looked at Li Zheng gloomily, and Li Zheng shrank his neck in fear when he looked at him.
"Why are you looking at him like that?"
Song Ziling stood up and stood in front of Li Zheng.
The twelve-year-old him was actually as tall as the sixteen-year-old Li Zheng, blocking him tightly.
"What's the matter? The eldest young master has adopted Li Zheng as a dog, and we are not even allowed to see him?"
Liu Feng spread his hands and said with an exaggerated expression.
Several recruits frowned when they heard this. It was true that Liu Feng had just eaten Li Zheng's walnuts and called him a dog.
"Your mouth really stinks. Do your family members know that your mouth smells so bad?"
Song Ziling said that he fanned his nose with his hand, as if he really smelled the stench.
"Who do you think has a bad mouth?"
Liu Feng slapped the table.
"Speaking of you!"
Song Ziling tilted his head, raised his chin slightly and looked at Liu Feng: "Didn't I make it clear enough?
You still have to humiliate yourself by asking again."
"You..." Liu Feng was so angry that he couldn't speak, and his face turned red.
Zhang Yun, Ma Tian, Jiang Nian and the others looked at Song Ziling and raised their eyebrows. Unexpectedly! This young master was so quarrelsome that Liu Feng was so angry that he was speechless.