Chapter 140 Is She worthy?!
Chang Jiu nodded quickly, then shook his head.
Under the concerned gazes of several people, he smiled sheepishly and said in a muffled voice: "I felt a little dizzy when I was hungry before, but I don't feel dizzy anymore."
As if afraid that they wouldn't believe him, he stood up and jumped twice on the spot, looking very energetic.
After all, he is young and has a good foundation.
After having a full meal and a good sleep, I feel that even if the sky falls, it’s actually nothing.
Mo Jinchuan drank his tea slowly, looked at him and said, "You're wrong."
Chang Jiu thought he was worried about him, and was touched. He quickly explained, "Sir, I'm fine now."
He wanted to say something, but An Yi took away the half bowl of noodles in front of him and glared at him.
He lowered his voice and warned, "You must do whatever the master says."
Chang Jiu nodded obediently and watched the remaining half bowl of noodles being taken away. A look of melancholy appeared on his slightly immature face.
He was obviously worried about whether he could have enough to eat at his next meal.
Song Yanxi poured him a glass of water and asked with a half-smile, "With the young master here, are you still worried about not having enough to eat in the future?"
No matter how you listen to it, this doesn't sound like a good thing.
Chang Jiu was so excited when he heard this that he almost slid off the stool and knelt on the ground with a thud.
He kowtowed three times to Mo Jinchuan, his voice tinged with tears, "Please take me with you, sir. I don't need much food, and I can do any job. I can learn even if I don't know how. I will definitely not hold you back!"
At the end of his words, he couldn't help crying, wiping his tears while warning himself, "Don't cry, you are such a loser!"
Perhaps because what he thought about was too sad, more and more tears appeared on his face, and he wiped them much faster than they flowed, and he was in a panic.
He looked both pitiful and a little funny.
An Yi had just instructed the waiter to pack two pots of mutton pancakes to take away, but when he came back and saw this scene, he couldn't help but kick Chang Jiu in the butt.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of here quickly, or I'll leave you behind."
There are so many people coming and going on this floor. If you don’t know, you might think that his master and Miss Song are bullying him!
Chang Jiu was so frightened that he trembled and didn't dare to cry anymore. He stood up with the help of the table in a wronged manner.
I don’t know if it was because his legs were numb from kneeling for so long or because he was scared, but his legs were trembling and he stood there shaking like a willow branch swaying in the wind.
An Yi said with admiration, "Just walk like this when you get back. If you really can't walk anymore, I can find someone to carry you."
Chang Jiu's face turned pale and tears quickly welled up in his eyes again.
"Hold it back."
"good."
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As dusk fell, the aroma of meat wafted out from several tents in the kitchen, instantly arousing the soldiers' appetite.
The food they carried during the march was simple, long-lasting brown rice buns and other foods that had no taste other than being able to resist hunger.
If the soldiers wanted to have some green leaves in their bowls, they had to rely on the wild vegetables they dug near the camp.
As for meat, forget it.
Even if someone was lucky enough to hunt wild game while collecting firewood or digging wild vegetables, it would be handed over to the kitchen to improve the food for the general above.
Being able to remove two bones and cook them together with the brown rice of the day is considered an improvement in the meal.
But today everyone saw with their own eyes that Mo Jinchuan brought back so many carts of meat, so at least everyone can have some meat tonight.
Even if they were just given a little bit of the stewed meat soup to mix with rice, they would be satisfied.
"What did I say before? The prince used to eat and live together with his soldiers. It's impossible for him to take Princess Yong'an to Hongsha City to eat alone."
"Don't talk nonsense, no one here has ever said that."
"I don't know who told me that, but I heard someone yelling this afternoon. I really thought Princess Yong'an couldn't stand the hardship and begged His Royal Highness Prince Jin to take her to the city to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks."
"Who else could it be? It must be whoever can't stand Princess Yong'an every day!"
Behind the tent, Zhuang Shihan listened to the discussion of several people and said angrily, "I'm going to tear their mouths apart!"
Lin Tingfeng reached out and grabbed her, saying coldly, "Do you still think the soldiers don't have enough opinions about you?"
Zhuang Shihan couldn't help but sneer, "They're just a bunch of fence-sitters, who cares what they think!"
Although she said she didn't care, she was already going crazy with jealousy in her heart.
Her current position in the army was earned bit by bit over the past two years with her real abilities!
While she was working day and night on the battlefield to cure illnesses and save lives, suffering hardships, what was Song Yanxi doing?
She lived a life of luxury in the backyard of the general's mansion!
So why can Song Yanxi be compared with her?
She deserves it!
Lin Tingfeng frowned and looked at Zhuang Shihan, whose hatred was almost bursting out of her eyes but she was still being stubborn. A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
In the past, she would never compete with others for such a small matter.
Understanding the emotions in his eyes, Zhuang Shihan's eyes instantly turned red. She gritted her teeth and asked, "Brother Feng, do you also think I'm not as good as her now?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? If I think you are not as good as her, why would I choose you instead of her?" Lin Tingfeng's rebuttal almost blurted out.
But when he looked at Zhuang Shihan who burst into laughter because of his words, he no longer had the pity he had before in his heart, and even felt inexplicably irritated.
He was sure that he still liked the girl in front of him.
But after all, something is different from before.
Thinking about what he had just heard on the way here, Lin Tingfeng suppressed the annoyance in his heart and asked, "Shihan, do you still remember that child named Changjiu?"
"Who are you talking about?" Zhuang Shihan pinched her palm, her eyes full of confusion.
Seeing her clueless look, Lin Tingfeng frowned and said, "It was the grandson of the old military doctor on the night Scarface died."
When Zhuang Shihan heard the word "Scarface", her face turned pale and she turned around and started vomiting.
Lin Tingfeng quickly patted her on the back and apologized, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought this up. Drink some water and rinse your mouth first."
Zhuang Shihan glared at him in embarrassment and annoyance, wanting to curse, but the scene in her mind unconsciously emerged and the feeling of nausea came back.
She vomited and mumbled, "What a lousy place! I want to go home..."
When she was interning at school or in the hospital, there were always people rushing to do the dirty and tiring work, and the most she could do was help tie a beautiful bow at the end.
But when she got here, she was asked to sew the corpse together by hand!
It would have been fine if she didn't have sterile gloves, but the needle she was given was only slightly thinner than a pair of chopsticks.
The more Zhuang Shihan thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, especially when she thought about how when she asked Lin Tingfeng for help, he actually found an excuse to leave and left her alone in the tent. She suddenly became even angrier.
She pushed away Lin Tingfeng who was offering her water and said angrily, "How can I be as good as your wife? She is beautiful and kind-hearted. You should go and care for her."
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