Sun Chuanfang's men were very hardworking. When the sky became dim and bright, the entire Niuwei Village had been cleaned up. Except for the front door, there was a pile of rubble and rubble. All the corpses, swords and guns had been disposed of.
Han Baihang was invited to go to Xiaojinshan Temple with Sun Chuanfang to worship Buddha for a day, and then returned to Fuzhou to discuss important matters. Everyone worked hard all night, and before daylight, they all went to have a rest. There were many people and things to do, and Han Baihang was never seen again.
The little girl Liu Xiaoya.
"How is the stone?" The west courtyard could no longer live in, so Han Baihang and the others were given a small courtyard. Han Baihang asked as soon as he entered the house.
"It's nothing!" Huzi said: "The earthen gun has no power in the first place, and it can't hurt anyone if it explodes. The stone was knocked unconscious. I just woke up for a while, and I'm still a little dizzy. I asked you about it.
I knew you were fine, so I fell asleep again."
Hearing that Shi Shi was fine, Han Baihang felt relieved. He sighed tiredly and climbed into his bed. As soon as he lay down, he was about to fall asleep. He almost hummed and said, "Call me at dawn."
"Yes!" Gao Hongyi and Huzi stood at attention and accepted the order.
Suddenly, there was a big change. How could Gao Hongyi and Hu Zi dare to rest for fear of causing another trouble? In a time of chaos, who can be trusted? Gao Hongyi stood guard at the door of Han Baihang, while Hu Zi stood guard at the entrance of the courtyard. Three or four hours later, with the sun rising three poles, Han Baihang
He was still sleeping. Although he had called him to wake up in advance, Gao Hongyi and Hu Zi had a tacit understanding and did not obey the order.
Not only did Gao Hongyi and the others not call him, even Sun Chuanfang didn't come over to help him. Thinking about the night's torment, Sun Chuanfang was also exhausted. First he had a fight with the bandits, and then he had a verbal exchange with Han Baihang.
, you are deceitful, and the hard work involved is not enough to be appreciated by outsiders.
Until noon, Hu Ziwo was basking in the warm sun at the door, but he couldn't bear it and fell asleep. With a creak, the door was pushed open, and the little girl Liu Xiaoya was holding a lunch box and almost lying on the bed.
The tiger on the ground was startled at first, then he chuckled, stepped over from the outside of the tiger's calf on tiptoes, and tiptoed toward the house holding the lunch box in his arms tightly.
At the door of the house, Gao Hongyi's sleep was even more ugly than that of Hu Zi. His head was resting on the dusty stone steps, and he was holding the rifle he borrowed from Sun Chuanfang in his arms. He was still humming while sleeping. He seemed really tired.
It’s on.
The little girl became more and more happy as she watched. She covered her mouth, quietly walked around Gao Hongyi's head and got into the house.
There were two beds next to each other in the room. On a makeshift camp bed lay a stone with gauze on his face, and on the big bed on one side lay Han Baihang.
The little girl gently put the lunch box on the table, and then quietly came to Han Baihang's bedside. She squatted down, held her chin with her hand, and looked at the very young man in front of her quietly.
The villagers were all talking, saying that this gentle eldest brother was a general, commanding thousands of troops, and was a great man. But the little girl didn't believe it. This gentleman was only in his twenties and was always very humble and gentle.
Will the boy be a murderous warlord? Maybe in the little girl's heart, she is more willing to accept the man's own statement that he is a passing businessman.
He must not be lying to me! The little girl looked at Han Baihang's gentle and slightly naive look, and thought to herself.
"Who!" Han Baihang, who had been sleeping for six hours, suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he looked like a tiger. Liu Xiaoya was so frightened that she sat on the ground with a cry. Gao Hongyi outside was startled by the sound and got up from the ground, carrying a
Gun broke into the room and saw division commander Han Baihang pulling Liu Xiaoya up from the ground.
The little girl Liu Xiaoya's big eyes were blinking. She was so frightened by Gao Hongyi who was holding a gun that she didn't dare to move.
Han Baihang glanced at him and said with a smile: "Brother Gao, there is nothing here. You should go and rest for a while."
Gao Hongyi looked at Han Baihang and then at Liu Xiaoya, smiled coquettishly, scratched his head and walked out.
Han Baihang pulled Liu Xiaoya up and said, "You know you did something big today."
"Big thing, what big thing?" Liu Xiaoya didn't know what it meant.
Han Baihang clasped his fists and said: "Girl broke into the gate alone today, passed two levels on horseback, and went straight to the handsome tent. Isn't this a grand event?" At the end of the sentence, Han Baihang himself couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Hearing this, Liu Xiaoya realized that Han Baihang was teasing her. Liu Xiaoya also burst into laughter and said, "Do you really think this is the Wanmaying camp where storytellers talk about it? Who would like to come here!"
"Are you here to deliver food to me?" Han Baihang asked after seeing the food box on the table.
"Yes, the third aunt in the village has stewed a chicken. Let me bring it to you!" Liu Xiaoya patted the dirt on her body, took two quick steps to open the food box, and took out a thick clay bowl inside.
, the aroma of chicken soup filled the room in an instant. Liu Xiaoya took a prepared small bowl, scooped out some soup, put some chicken in it, and handed it to Han Baihang.
"I've been hungry all night, let's eat something quickly."
Han Baihang looked at the little girl who was all focused on the chicken soup, pursed her cherry-red mouth tightly, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
Han Baihang was indeed hungry. He took the bowl without asking for a spoon. He just blew on the soup, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.
"Hot, hot, hot..." The hot Master Han grinned and slapped with his hand.
The little girl giggled and said, "Who asked you to drink in such a hurry? No one is trying to grab it from you!"
After drinking some hot chicken soup, Han Baihang felt comfortable all over. He stretched, stood up and punched a few times, and kicked a few more, causing smoke and dust in the room.
"Cough cough cough..." The little girl choked and coughed a few times. Han Baihang stopped and smiled sheepishly. At heart, he was still a big boy in his twenties.
The little girl stared blankly at Han Baihang eating chicken and drinking chicken soup, and suddenly asked: "They said you are a general..."
Han Baihang's hand scooping up the chicken soup suddenly slowed down, and he hummed softly.
"That's very good. I just said you are a big shot." The little girl couldn't hear the slightest hint of good in her voice, and she was always a little disappointed.
Han Baihang said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you and everyone, it's because..."
"I understand." The little girl interrupted Han Baihang and said, "What you are going to do is a big thing. How can anyone say anything about big things?" She said understandingly, but the disappointment in her expression did not change at all.
"It's just, it's just..." the little girl said a little aggrievedly: "If you are a businessman, maybe you will come here one day. Even if you don't come, I can still visit you... But you are so aloof.
General...I will never see you again in the future..." At the end of the sentence, the little girl's big eyes had so big tears that they fell to the ground and broke.
