Chapter 409: Dongqiying

Zhu Si Yingsheng: "Yes, your kung fu is so powerful, what are you afraid of killing the enemy? Maybe you can still have a first class!" He looked at Hu Feng enviously, if he could have such a hard work as Hu Feng, he also Not afraid to go to the battlefield, I can't say that I can still become famous, and I will return to my hometown.
Hu Feng smiled and didn't talk again. It seemed to focus on the busy work.
"Is dinner ready?"
A familiar voice rang behind Hu Feng, his hand chopping vegetables stopped, and the indifferent face was covered with haze.
For three years, he heard the voice again, and even after thirty years, he could not forget the sound.
Hu Feng did not turn around. Zhu Si rushed to meet the military lord wearing exquisite armor: "Adult, this will not be good, you have to wait a little longer."
The man frowned, and he was very unhappy with Zhu Si: "How is the hand and foot so slow? You can't do it? You can't change me."
As soon as he heard the substitution, Zhu Si was anxious. If this is a substitution, wouldn’t they have to go to the battlefield?
"Don't stop, adults, don't be angry. We haven't gotten good since we first arrived. You give us another chance. We promise to do a good job."
When the person saw Zhu’s attitude of being wrong, he was very sincere, and he loosened his tone: "The next is not an example, grasp the point."
"Yes, yes." Zhu Silian should be.
The man said again: "After cooking, send someone to go to the East Seven Camp."
Zhu Si busy asked: "The lord who gave the Dongqiying?"
The man waved his hand: "I asked so much. After I sent it, I said that it was sent by General Hu. Naturally someone will take you there."
Zhu Si should be down, and after the general Hu was sent away, he quickly wiped out the forehead of Khan Zhu and took a deep breath.
Zhu Si whispered: "Who else still needs to deliver food? Isn't it the people in the camps who come to own the food?"
At this time, a thin teenager came in with a bundle of firewood. He heard Zhu’s embarrassment and hurriedly said: "Is it Dongqiying?"
Zhu nodded: "Yes, Dongqiying, you know?"
Juvenile said: "I will send it, I know the place."
Zhu Si looked at him up and down. The child looked like a 12-year-old. It was short and thin. How could there be such a small child in the military camp? This is not with them!
"Are you going?" Zhu Si asked.
The young man quickly nodded. "I am doing it, I am doing it. I have sent it before. I have been here for more than a year. It was originally going to the battlefield. When the ancient general saw that I was too young, I would stay here." Live, big brother, I really do."
Hu Feng turned to look at the boy, almost the same as the white, yellow skin is thin, like the root will be blown down by the wind.
The boy's eyes are full of expectations, looking at Zhu Si with a look of hope, hope to get this work.
Dong Qiying, he knows that the camp dedicated to imprisoning prisoners has not yet been officially played. Naturally, there is no prisoner. Who is this meal for? It is Hu Mingzong who personally came to command, obviously not the average person.
And this young boy, why do you want to go to Dongqiying to send meals?
Hu Fengchao Zhu Sidao: "We are nervous, he is just getting used to the road, let him go."
Hu Feng made a speech. Zhu Si naturally had no opinion. Although Zhu Si was a temporary manager in this battalion, he was used to listening to Hu Feng’s words. In his heart, Hu Feng was the boss.
The young man hurriedly thanked Zhu Si and Hu Fengdao, and the dirty face was full of excitement and joy.
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I am offering my late Chinese Valentine's Day blessing. I also know that it is Tanabata when I brush my circle of friends today. . .
I wish the world has a lover to become a genus~~
Dear resistance, see you tomorrow~