The others in the camp sat around, and a victorious soldier was talking nonstop about Cheng Xiaoxiao and her group's exploits on the battlefield...
From time to time, there was a cry of surprise from all around...
Cai Guobin was stunned when he heard what Cheng Xiaoxiao said, and his anger suddenly relaxed.
"It's okay as long as no one is bullying you. We just want you to have a better life, even better!"
Cheng Xiaoxiao choked up, "Ancestors, we have lived well, but you have suffered so much!
We, the younger generation, all want to fight together with you.
If it weren't for you sacrificing your lives and shedding your blood on the front lines, how could we have such a wonderful life?"
She stood up, looked at Cai Guobin and the others, and said seriously, "Ancestors! Millions of people in later generations will all remember your kindness!"
Cheng Xiaoxiao stood straight and saluted several people.
"Ancestor, this is what I have always wanted to do. I don't know which world I will go to next time, and I don't want to have any regrets."
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of people behind him stood up and saluted.
The eyes of Cai Guobin, Political Commissar Jian, and Battalion Commander Luo were slightly red.
These are our descendants, they have not forgotten our contributions.
Such a big noise naturally attracted everyone's attention. They stopped listening to the story and stared at this side without blinking.
Then, Cheng Xiaoxiao shouted,
One thanks: "Thank you, ancestors, for fighting bravely without fear of life and death!"
Everyone said in unison: "Thank you, ancestors, for fighting bravely and fearlessly!"
Second thanks: "Thank you, ancestors, whose heroic spirits are everywhere, protecting our land!"
Everyone said again: "Thank you, ancestors, your heroic spirits are everywhere, protecting our country!"
Finally, Cheng Xiaoxiao shouted, "We will inherit our ancestors' will. Please rest assured!"
Everyone shouted at the top of their lungs, "We will inherit our ancestors' legacy. Please rest assured, ancestors!"
Everyone was shocked, "He...what are they doing..."
Cai Guobin and the other two wiped their tears and quickly helped everyone up, "They are all good children, let them go!"
Everyone put down their hands obediently: We must listen to our ancestors’ words!
Cai Guobin was still very curious about what Cheng Xiaoxiao said, "A place where everyone has food to eat, everyone has books to read, and there are no devils."
He asked, "Can you explain it to me in more detail?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao took out her mobile phone from her pocket, opened the "New Flower Planting Documentary" she downloaded, and showed it to Cai Guobin.
Cheng Xiaoxiao said: "Ancestor, this is what the Flower Planting Family looks like now!"
Cai Guobin looked at the phone in amazement, "This thing is so clear! How did you do that?"
Without waiting for Cheng Xiaoxiao to answer, he was attracted by the documentary.
Afterwards, he got together with Political Commissar Jian and Battalion Commander Luo, staring at the images on their phones without blinking. The three of them watched the documentary together and were very excited.
"Great! This is our ideal flower grower, how wonderful!"
Cheng Xiaoxiao thought of something in her mind - a wireless walkie-talkie.
As long as the wireless walkie-talkie is adjusted to the correct channel, it can communicate with each other, and the key is that it has a super long standby time.
Cheng Xiaoxiao wondered if this thing could be given to her ancestors?
…
Cai Guobin gathered all the soldiers together and briefly explained the origins of Cheng Xiaoxiao and her group.
The soldiers of the 586th Regiment were stunned when they heard this. They scratched their heads and wondered how this could become their ancestor?
Finally, Cai Guobin said sternly, "If any of you dare to bully others by relying on their respect for us, I'll skin you alive!"
The soldiers of the 586th Regiment quickly replied, "No way! The younger generation is meant to be protected. How could we bully them?"
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Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at the pale and thin ancestors and asked, "Ancestors, do you have enough food?"
Cai Guobin stared at what Cheng Xiaoxiao and her group were wearing. He saw that their clothes were new in color, but the sleeves were only half-length. He thought that the younger generation's conditions were not particularly good, so he decided not to embarrass them.
So he replied, "That's enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier from the kitchen squad came over and reported, "Commander, we're running out of food! What should we do?"
Cai Guobin: You are such a tactless person...
Cheng Xiaoxiao smiled, "Ancestor, can you take us to see it?"
Cai Guobin was a little embarrassed. "Of course, let's go... let's go!"
…
The group came to the open space at the back, where there were many camping pots. Most of the pots were filled with water, and there were hardly any grains of rice.
Everyone's noses were filled with soreness, "Ancestors, what kind of life did you live!"
Cai Guobin didn't think it was a big deal. They were used to this kind of life. He touched his nose and said, "Add more water so the soldiers can have something in their stomachs."
Cheng Xiaoxiao took out the space magic weapon without saying a word.
A simple thatched house appeared in front of us.
Cai Guobin's eyes widened as he turned to look at Political Commissar Jian. "This, this, this... this really is a magical technique, right? Right!"
Political Commissar Jian was also confused and did not answer him.
Cai Guobin looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao eagerly...
Cheng Xiaoxiao said, "This is the spatial magic weapon my master gave me. Before coming here, I put a lot of supplies in it. My ancestor, please send a few people to go with me to get it!"
Cai Guobin looked at the thatched house and couldn't help thinking: "How many things can be in such a small house?
It must be the younger generations who can't bear to see our ancestors go hungry, so they want to share some of their rations with us."
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. "Yes! That must be the case, but how can we, as ancestors, want things from our descendants?"
He secretly made a decision, "I'll just grab a couple of handfuls of rice as a token of appreciation, to show that we, the ancestors, have received their kindness. This way, the children will feel better too."
Cai Guobin said, "No need. Political Commissar Jian and I can go alone."
Cheng Xiaoxiao brought Cai Guobin and the other two into the space magic tool...
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Looking at this extremely luxurious palace before them, both of them were somewhat incredulous. How could there be such a huge difference between the inside and the outside? Was it because they were afraid of thieves?
We have to tell him the truth. The reason why this space magic weapon was arranged in this way was because Yuan Mo was afraid that it would be noticed by the "old guys" from other sects.
Cheng Xiaoxiao took them to a "mini supermarket". She took a bag of potato chips from the shelf, tore it open and handed it to Cai Guobin.
"Ancestor, try it. This is a very popular snack in later generations. It tastes good."
Cai Guobin picked up a piece of potato chip and put it in his mouth. As he chewed, his eyes became brighter and brighter.
There was a "crunching" sound, and Political Commissar Jian swallowed unconsciously. Cai Guobin handed him the potato chips.
Political Commissar Jian tasted it and exclaimed, "Wow! It's delicious!"
He said, "I like it very much!"
Cai Guobin nodded, "That's right!"
When Cheng Xiaoxiao heard this, she silently remembered it in her heart and would give all of it to the ancestors later.
Cheng Xiaoxiao led them all the way to where the grain was stored...
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