After returning from a bath at the river, it was still early and it was not yet time for dinner. After running around all afternoon, Song Ziling and the others were hungry, so they took out the dried meat to eat.
Li Zheng was eating the dried meat and found that the dried meat seemed a little damp.
He looked at the dried meat in his hand. It was quite dry when he ate it yesterday. Why was it soggy today?
However, since this dried meat has been stored for so many days, it seems normal for it to become damp.
He didn't think much more and continued to eat the fragrant dried meat.
There were two tables in the barracks. Song Ziling and Ma Tian sat on one table, and Liu Feng and his group sat on one table.
Liu Feng chewed the peanuts Liu Sanbang brought from home, and kept staring at Song Ziling and others who were eating dried meat.
"Brother Feng, stop staring at people, they won't give you anything to eat if you stare at them."
There was a hint of complaint in Liu Sanbang's tone.
If Liu Feng hadn't pulled them to target Song Ziling, maybe they could sit together and eat dried meat now.
Liu Feng stared at him and said, "Who wants to eat that broken jerky?
It has been stored for so many days, who knows if it will cause stomach upset after eating it?"
How delicious it is now, how uncomfortable it will be later. He can't wait to see them having a stomachache.
Liu Feng's voice was not quiet, and Song Ziling and the others naturally heard it.
"Ignore him," Jiang Nian said: "Some people just can't eat grapes and say the grapes are sour, and they can't eat dried meat and say the meat is bad."
Liu Feng didn't answer any more and said to himself: "You will know later if the meat is bad or not."
The dried meat belonged to Song Ziling, and Jiang Nian and the others suffered from eating his dried meat, so they would definitely resent him in their hearts.
Thinking that they might turn against each other, Liu Feng felt very happy.
One person ate three or four pieces of dried meat, and there was still a little left. Song Ziling put the dried meat away so that he could eat it for another day tomorrow.
After two days, he will stop bathing again and he can go home to get it.
There are four days of rest in the camp for bathing every month, and one break of bathing every nine days.
If your home is far away and only one day is enough for a round trip, you can save four days to rest together at the end of the month.
After eating the dried meat, Song Ziling, Jiang Nian and the others chatted.
"Ouch..." Zhang Yun yelled, holding his stomach.
"What's wrong?"
Li Zheng asked.
Zhang Yun frowned and looked painful: "My stomach hurts."
"You're so fine, why do you have a stomachache?"
Jiang Nian was a little puzzled, "Maybe I suffered from bathing in the river..." Before he could finish his words, Li Zheng held his stomach and screamed, "My stomach hurts too."
"what happened?
My stomach hurts too."
Ma Tian looked painful and covered his stomach with his hands.
Song Ziling and Jiang Nian looked at each other, what's going on?
It's so good, but why do all three of them have stomach pains?
Suddenly, both Song Ziling and Jiang Nian felt a cramping pain in their abdomens. They frowned and covered their stomachs with their hands.
"what happened?"
Song Ziling gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
Everyone's physique is different, and it's still summer. If it's because of abdominal pain due to cold, it's impossible for five people to catch the cold at the same time! Liu Sanbang looked at Song Ziling and the others: "What's wrong with them?"
Liu Feng said with a smile: "Who knows if I ate something dirty and moved my stomach?"
"Ouch..." Zhang Yun fell down from the stool in pain and rolled on the ground holding his stomach.
Song Ziling and the others also felt better than him, their faces turned pale and they were covered in cold sweat.
"I'm going to find a military doctor," Liu Cun, who lives in the same village as Liu Feng, stood up and started to walk out.
"Why are you meddling in other people's business?"
Liu Feng pulled him and looked at him displeased.
Liu Cun frowned and said, "Brother Feng, there's something wrong with the way they look at them. I'd better go find a military doctor to take a look at them!"
"What kind of military doctor are you looking for?"
Liu Feng stared, "Song Ziling's dried meat must have gone bad if it has been stored for so long. They just have a stomachache. They can just go to the toilet a few times and it will be fine. There is no need to bother the military doctor."
"Besides," Liu Feng glanced at Song Ziling, whose face was pale with pain, and said with a smile, "Why should we help them find a military doctor?"
Song Ziling gritted his teeth and glared at Liu Feng, feeling ashamed of him for taking pleasure in his misfortune.
Some of them started having stomachaches after eating dried meat. Maybe there was something wrong with his dried meat.