"Go and wash your face first, look at your dirty body, don't..."

Shangguan Jieci blushed and knocked off Milong's salty pig's hand. Xing's eyes widened and glared at him fiercely: "Be honest, I still have to cook."

As she said that, she turned around and went to the kitchen, leaving only the Milong carrying Lei Bao smirking in the yard.

"Son, look at what this is."

Milong took out a lot of gadgets from his backpack, such as slingshots, Trojans, and a whistle made of bullet shells, which were all gifts he brought to Lei Bao.

I have to say that this thick and thin Tie Hanhan is still very considerate. The little guy was deeply attracted by the dazzling array of toys. After a while, he ran outside to play. He took this opportunity to quit and flicked into the kitchen.

"Hey! What are you doing..."

Shangguan Jieci said angrily, his hands that were poking out from behind were tightly surrounded by her waist. He was about to break free, but his powerful hands remained motionless.

"Get out of the way, don't eat?"

"Eat you!"

Milong smiled and said, "I have no time to eat now. I have been holding it in for more than a month and I have to hurry up and be intimate."

"Don't, it's blue in the daytime, please keep a little quiet. Uncle Meng in the room doesn't like others to make noises." Shangguan Jieci was a little nervous and gently pressed his jade hand on Milong's mouth.

"You said Meng is upset with his father? You care what he does. Go upstairs quickly. I will have to go to the field hospital later." Milong curled his lips and said impatiently.

What's wrong with being intimate with my wife? Even if the Emperor comes today, I can't control it.

But Shangguan Jieci still refused. The two of them were pulling around in the kitchen. Milong was so itchy that he was so funny that he pulled Shangguan's hand upstairs while smiling at Xiaoqu.

"The big girl is so beautiful, the big girl is rogue. The big girl walked into the green gauze tent. I looked around, I looked around, the fiery red sorghum... oh..."

"Stop singing!" Shangguan Jieci grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly, nervously trying to block Milong's mouth. This dead ghost almost lifted her skirt up.

"I sang these obscene lyrics and romances early in the morning! It's unpleasant!!"

At this time, an angry shout suddenly came from the inner courtyard. The "full of energy" sound was extremely penetrating and echoed in the yard.

"Oh, this ill-ethical old man!"

The two of them stopped instantly, and Shangguan Jieci was even more embarrassed and shyly twisted Milong. The latter was so angry that he turned around and wanted to go up and kick the door.

Shangguan Jieci held Milong tightly, but unexpectedly this guy was actually attacking the world.

Milong bent down and carried her up, ran upstairs without saying a word, and continued to release animals and sing like a song:

"The big girl is beautiful! The big girl is wild! The big girl..."

The angry Mr. Meng slammed the door and came out, but at this time the Milong and his wife had already gone upstairs, so angry that he could only stomp their feet in place.

...

At this time, a convoy from east to west was driving on the Yunnan-Burma Highway, and the tires rolling forward raised a thick piece of yellow sand.

Liao Mingyu rubbed his slightly sore eyelids and said involuntarily: "Brother Yu, you're almost at Zen."

"Oh? Finally arrived?"

On the passenger seat, Yu Xiaoqing, who was sleepy, yawned and calmed down and looked at the scene around him. Sure enough... the familiar Henglan Mountain in the distance had already come into view.

They drove all night before they rushed back to Zenda from Kunming.

Fortunately, Liao Mingyu brought more than a dozen drivers in the team to let them drive in turn, but this also made everyone very tired.

The speed of driving at night was not fast, and two cars were thrown off their anchors halfway, which delayed a little more time, which made it almost 12 o'clock before finally reaching the destination.

"Hey? There are already a lot of troops here."

The car continued to drive, and as he watched the endless marching team along the way, Liao Mingyu exclaimed.

Yu Xiaoqing rubbed his stiff neck and glanced out casually: "Well, they are from the 6th Army and the 8th Army. They have been transporting troops to Zenda one after another a few days ago."

"So there will be tens of thousands of people in Zenda, right? So many people gathered in the small place of Zenda, I'm afraid it's a bit crowded."

Liao Mingyu stared at the team in the distance and was a little confused. For some reason, he suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"Yes, Zenda is now overcrowded, but they probably will cross the river in two days."

Yu Xiaoqing preached leisurely that his three divisions of the 71st Army had already been arranged to the West Bank, otherwise he would not be able to perform when staying with these people in Zenda.

"Why don't they act quickly? What are they doing when they are all crowded on the east coast?"

Liao Mingyu was puzzled. The team of tens of thousands of people was so concentrated that it was easy to have problems even if it was confusion.

"Who knows, it seems that there are some problems with the materials, and the superiors have not arranged the military deployment, so the action is so slow."

Yu Xiaoqing shook her head

...

After more than an hour of "hard battle", Milong, who had been greatly satisfied with both physiology and mental health, then he went downstairs.

After a while, the stall owner of Ximen Market also brought the things he bought, such as cloth rolls, cotton wool, rouge, and some grain and oil. They piled up all over the floor.

After sending the vendor away, Milong's eyes turned, he ran to Mr. Meng and knocked on the door.

"Old man! I'll have something to do when I come out to find you."

With a bang, the door was opened. Meng Yanzhi stared at Milong with a bad expression, pointed to the four big words "Please don't make noise" on the door and said coldly: "Don't you recognize words?"

"It knows me, but I don't know it." Milong chuckled. Now he was extremely comfortable when he was drought for a long time, and he didn't want to be as familiar with this mean old man.

"Hmph, what's the matter with me?"

"Isn't someone asking me to bring you something? What do you cultural people say? What is the matter of loyal people... have something to ask?" Milong raised his eyebrows and shook his head and said.

"It is a matter of being trusted by others and being loyal to others!"

Meng Yanzhi shaved him coldly, and this vulgar man was even showing off his culture.

"Whatever you want, now, your son asks me to bring you the letters and his salary, as well as the firewood, rice, oil and salt on the ground."

He said that, Mailong took out a letter and a heavy bag from his backpack.

This is the military pay that Meng Fan has accumulated over the past period of time, which is more than 100 yuan, and it is also a huge sum of money in this era.

Since the earliest Sichuan Army, Liao Mingyu only collected real money and silver when selling money and cannons. He exchanged all the legal coins he had on his hair for a big ocean. Even if the exchange ratio was higher, he would never hold the banknotes in his hand.

Therefore, he used the real ocean to pay military salaries to his subordinates, and it was also the only half-open silver dollar in Yunnan, so he tried not to use the free-to-free legal currency.

"snort!"

Unexpectedly, Meng Yanzhi did not take it with his hands behind his back, but instead snorted coldly from his mouth.

"What are you doing? If you don't want it, I'll take it away." Milong shouted angrily, and the old guy even made a statement.

"Why didn't he come back by himself? Leaving his parents without caring about it, and trying to get rid of the matter with a letter. What's the point of doing this?"

Meng Yanzhi scolded him with a stern face and very angry, making Milong stand there a little embarrassedly and at a loss.

In the end, Meng's mother took the thing for him and wiped her tears secretly with her son's handwritten letter.

Milong shook his head and said nothing more. He knew that it would be useless to say it to this pedantic and stubborn old man, and it would be possible that the other party would be mercilessly hurt.

At this point, Mr. Meng, like his son, has a unreasonable temper, so Milong is too lazy to make things boring, so he turns around and packs things in the yard.

"Oh, there's still a lot of things, there's not much time."

At this time, Shangguan Jieci also went downstairs, walked to him silently and asked softly: "My Nine Sister told me a few days ago that the hospital is going to move to the front line, right?"

"Well, the troops are moving forward, and I can't stay for two days when I come back. Now I have enough staff. Don't worry about the hospital affairs. Oh, there's not much time left."

Shangguan Jieci frowned slightly and nodded quietly. Because she was a child, she could not follow the troops to the front line.

Now the work in the hospital has basically been handed over to the smart and studious Jiumei and Xiaozui, and the nurses are becoming more and more adept at it, so she no longer needs to worry too much.

But the war is still going on, and the days when we are separated from Milong... may be longer and longer.

Shangguan Jieci, who has a strong personality, will not show too much love for children. She knows when to say and when to shut up, and will never affect Milong because of her emotions.

"Lu'er...is he okay now?"

It seemed that I could also hear the meaning of Milong's words. Meng Yanzhi came over at some point, pretending to be careless and asked casually.

Milong unexpectedly raised his head and looked at him. The old man was so hard that he still thought about his son in his heart.

Seeing Milong's gaze, Meng Yanzhi felt that he was a little embarrassed and explained seriously: "It was his mother who insisted on asking. I don't want to care about his miserable affairs."

"I said you educated people like to pretend to be big-tailed wolf. If you want to ask, ask, but no one will laugh at you."

Milong pouted and looked contemptuous, but when he saw Meng's mother standing behind her, she was embarrassed to joke with him again, and immediately replied:

"Why... he's fine. Now he's almost becoming a team leader. There are thousands of people under his command, so you can rest assured."

Of course, I have to say something good in front of my brothers and parents, not to mention that Meng Fanle is indeed doing well. To be precise, the old brothers who came out with them are all doing well.

Meng Yanzhi didn't say anything, his old face was still tense, but something different could be found in his gradually enlightened eyes. The worry about his son could not be hidden.

He worked hard to be a son, and he felt sorry for his parents in the world... Even the angry and jealous and pedantic and stubborn Mr. Meng was the same.

Buzzing...

The atmosphere of emotion did not last long, and was instantly broken by the sudden roar in the sky.

"this…?"
To be continued...