She heard the barracks commander say to the sergeant major, "It is His Majesty's will to pay the highest standard of pensions. What, do you have any objections?
It has always been a rule set by His Majesty that military families and families of martyrs are exempt from taxes and labor service. You and I are both soldiers, so you are not satisfied with this rule?
The son of the Duke of Fuguo used the property returned to him by others to pay compensation because the other party was willing to do so. Why, you are unwilling on their behalf? Is that your money?
Are you owed military pay? Shouldn't you pay it back after owing it for over a decade? Did they ask you for interest?
What exactly are you unhappy about?
If any of the families of these eight thousand men come to collect their owed wages again, and you dare to turn your back on me, I will drag you out and spank you. I won't bother wasting words with you any more."
After hearing this, Lan Ya walked out, but for some reason, she had been very calm in the past few days, but at this moment she suddenly burst into tears, as if endless sadness inexplicably surged into her heart.
Perhaps she still felt aggrieved. This aggrieved feeling actually had nothing to do with the cold stares she received today, but was only provoked by these cold stares and the cold face.
Why? Why? She didn't want this salary, she wanted a living big brother.
She doesn't want to live alone in the new house.
And she could only make screams like the white-haired woman. It was not normal crying, nor was it her original voice, but she could not suppress it at all.
The sergeant major and the battalion defense chief came out and stood aside. Upon hearing the mournful cries, the sergeant major came over, bowed deeply, and said to Lan Ya, "Miss, I was wrong. I'm sorry. If you can't do it, just slap me twice and stop crying."
Lan Ya heard it, but she seemed unable to make any response. She was still crying uncontrollably. The battalion defense commander slapped the sergeant major and dragged him away, leaving Lan Ya alone here to collapse.
After a long time, she finally calmed down. The battalion commander came out and handed her a silk handkerchief, saying rather sheepishly, "This is the cleanest one we could find among the few of us."
Lan Ya thanked him and took it, wiping her tears with it: "I will wash it and return it to you."
Lan Ya went to Uncle Yin and took out the picture drawn by her eldest brother: "Uncle Yin, it has to look exactly like this from the outside, is that okay?"
Uncle Yin copied and traced a picture, saying, "It's done. This isn't difficult."
Lan Ya paid the deposit and said, "Uncle Yin, please prepare first. We will start construction in two months."
"Okay, I'll finish the work I have and make some preparations. This day is perfect."
Lan Ya went to find He Qing. She needed two months to find her eldest sister and her sister-in-law. The wedding could be postponed for two months.
Lan Ya thought: Maybe they are all dead, otherwise they would always come back. For more than ten years, she didn't dare to move out and stayed in this house, but no one came back.
If she is lucky, maybe she can bring back their remains, or bring back information about them. Whether they are dead or alive, she must tell her eldest brother in front of his spirit. His eldest brother is thinking about her, and it will eventually make her give up.
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