Tuanzi was led away by her older brother and ran off, while the two sentries who had been watching the whole thing couldn't help but laugh.
When they returned to the vegetable garden behind the house, the second batch of sweet potatoes and sausages that the little guy had brought were also ready.
One of the kids brought a fruit knife from home, and the two sections of sausage were cut into ten smaller pieces.
There were nine people in total, and there was still one extra piece. However, everyone unanimously decided to give the extra piece to the little guy, since the sausage was brought by someone else.
In the end, after finishing one piece of roasted sausage, Tuanzi fed the other piece directly to her older brother, saying, "Brother, eat this, it's delicious!"
Children are very sensitive; they are very clear about who treats them well.
Just as everyone was happily eating grilled sausages, someone noticed what was happening: "You little 'kids,' how dare you play with fire here?"
"Wow, it's Aunt Niu! Run!"
"Run! Run! Run!"
The little ones, before the fire could even be extinguished, scattered in another direction.
After running a long, long way, Tuanzi stopped when she couldn't run anymore and asked, "Brother, why did we run?"
While running, the older brother held the little boy's hand the whole time and never let go. He also accompanied the little boy to the very back, without any worry about being caught.
The second brother, who was running ahead, answered first: "Little Tuanzi, let me tell you, if you see that Aunt Niu in the future, you must stay far away from her. She's super annoying and always likes to tattle on us."
Tuanzi didn't know what tattling meant, but since it was her second brother who said it, it must be true: "Ugh, annoying, I hate it!" she said in her childish voice.
But I decided in my heart that I would ask my mom what a tattletale was when I got home.
However, the group of "hairy" kids were eventually all caught. Looking at the soldiers surrounding them, the "hairy" kids all hung their heads.
Only the second son muttered angrily in a low voice, "It must have been Aunt Niu who told on him, humph!"
The little boy shook his head a few times, looking at the older brother who was holding his hand.
"Don't be afraid, your older brother is here!" Thinking that his younger brother was scared, the older brother comforted him very gently.
Why would they be afraid?
The petty person is very confused.
Just then, the squad leader who led the troops arrived, looking at this group of little devils with a headache.
These little devils are all legitimate second-generation military families, how could a mere squad leader dare to actually deal with them? In the end, a squad of soldiers surrounded this group of devils and walked towards the office building.
The squad leader thought to himself that he dared not handle it, so he would let the leaders worry about it.
Once they arrived at the office building, everyone knew about the large commotion; even the political commissar's office and the instructor's office received the news.
Who could blame them when their own eldest son and the old commander's grandson were among those involved?
The two didn't dwell on it much and went straight to the regimental commander's office.
They bumped into each other at the door.
"Old Zhao, you're not doing this for those little brats down there, are you?"
"Otherwise what? These little brats really know how to have fun. They're actually roasting sweet potatoes in the vegetable garden behind the family compound. Tsk tsk tsk, roasted sweet potatoes, I miss them too. I haven't had them for years."
Political Commissar Wen's lips twitched a few times: "Alright, let's go in and ask the regimental commander what to do. There are so many brats; if we don't handle one properly, we'll offend someone."
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