"Why did you... why did you bring Long'er along?"
Huo Shuwen was speechless. This was the first time in so many years that Xiong Ying had been away from home for so long. He missed home, missed his usually gentle and affectionate wife, and missed his slightly willful but adorable daughter.
These are all things that we, the eagles, believe ourselves to be right.
"Long'er said she missed you, so I brought her here to see you."
The group settled down in the tent, and He Yi had already opened her bundle to help him organize his clothes. Now that the father and sons had been promoted, they no longer lived together, which was more convenient for everyone.
"And what about you?"
"Hey! Dad! I haven't left yet," Huo Xiaolong said, moving closer to the tent as he looked at his father, whose enthusiasm for him had already waned.
"I'm going to see my brother, Mom."
“Oh, Long’er…”
Huo Shuwen grabbed He Yi's hand, stopping her from going with him, and said...
"Don't worry, everything's fine in the barracks. Miao Cuifang is following behind."
The woman glared at him.
"You!"
You, after all these years, how come you're still as childish and willful as ever? If it weren't for her husband's excellent skills, He Yi really wouldn't feel comfortable leaving him alone outside.
"Master Miao, do you remember where that person said my brother's tent was?"
Huo Xiaolong sniffed and asked, "It's still a bit cold in early spring in the border town."
"To the right, one hundred paces."
Miao Cuifang was happy to remain invisible in the background, silently calculating in her mind that she would have enough money to send to her mother-in-law when she returned this time. It would be exactly one hundred taels, which should be enough to repair the village.
"Brother, I'm coming in."
Huo Xiaolong didn't dare to go in rashly, after all, Sister Chunying had just come this way with her luggage.
Come in quickly.
The little boy entered the room and saw that the girl's face was flushed, while the boy tried to remain calm and serious.
This is for you.
Huo Xiaolong opened the package, took out the soft armor, and said...
What is this?
"Golden silk soft armor, for self-defense. Wear this layer under your regular armor, and almost no one can hurt you. Then, just protect your face, bro."
"Long'er has been making this for three days, hurry up and try it!"
Huo Xiaolong pursed his lips. She had been babbling on for three days, saying it was Lu Feigong who did it.
"Perfect! My Long'er is the smartest!"
The little dumpling nodded, indicating that she understood, and then formally stretched out her arms for Huo Xiaocheng to hug for a while before getting out of bed and going out in one smooth motion.
"Let's go, Master Miao, next!"
Huo Xiaolong is now good at reading the room. He can't have grown up without learning anything. He's got the awareness to not be a third wheel!
"Erhei, who is this?"
"My goodness, that round face is so pretty!"
Er Ya stood outside the gate of the cooking camp with her bundle on her back, waiting for Er Hei to come and pick her up.
"My junior sister," the boy said.
"Junior sister? Is that the junior sister who cooks so well?"
"Um"
"Senior brother!"
The burly, dark-skinned young man walked up to her, took the bundle from the girl's hands, and asked...
You came here by yourself?
"No, I came with Long'er and Madam He, and Sister Chunying came too."
"How come you've lost weight?"
"No, I've been eating more lately than before."
Er Ya had reached the age of rapid growth and was growing taller than usual. In Er Hei's eyes, this meant she hadn't taken good care of herself. In Er Hei's eyes, the girls in the brothel were all incredibly thin. The young man didn't want to criticize them, so he could only talk to Er Ya, who was closer to him, about it.
"We can't be so skinny, eat more, what if the wind blows us away?"
"OK!"
"Erhei, our junior sister is here, aren't you going to cook her a couple of dishes?"
"That's right, we can't let people go home hungry."
The young man glanced at his ill-intentioned colleagues, took a spare hammer from the weapon rack, and handed it to his junior sister.
"Hold this for my senior brother."
"Oh, what are you doing? Just holding it like that?"
Erhei brought out a pig that had just been slaughtered that day from the kitchen and said to Erya...
"Help my senior brother break a bone."
——Boom, boom, boom
It seemed the hammer wasn't falling on the pig, but on the hearts of these men. With each swing of Er Ya's arm, the stiff pig turned into a spineless limp one.
The people who had come over to stir up trouble and watch the fun, who had nothing better to do, were all gone.
Erhei sneered inwardly, "With such cowardice, you dare to covet my junior sister? Dream on."
"Senior brother, I brought you a chicken."
"What kind of chicken?"
"Your master bought this for you, it's all marinated and frozen, you have to eat it quickly, otherwise it'll spoil in a few days when it gets hot."
How much?
"About a truckload."
"I can't eat that much by myself."
"Everyone who sees it gets a share; we've done it all today, and the rest have been distributed."
Looking at his junior sister's chubby cheeks, the burly young man was quite pleased, scratched his head, and agreed.
"Okay! I'll do as you say."
The fire station was bustling with activity this afternoon; even Huo Xiaolong, who had come to join in the fun, was brushing honey water on the chickens.
"Where did the honey water come from? Didn't we all run out?"
Honey is a rare commodity in winter, and almost all of it ended up in Huo Xiaolong's stomach during the long winter. Erhei clearly remembers that there was none left in the building when he left.
Er Ya replied
"Miss He asked someone to get this for her. Long'er barely ate any, and brought you the roast chicken instead."
Erhei's nose started to sting.
"What's this for? It would be better for Long'er to keep it for himself."
The boy's eyes were blurry, and tears streamed down his face into the fire behind everyone's back. He was a spoiled brat who had become unruly at home, yet they still longed to give him a bite of roast chicken.
Meeting the Huo family was a blessing he had accumulated over many lifetimes.
"Brother, move aside! It's time to grill this grill!"
"Come on, bro, go play outside."
The little dumpling was kicked out by Erhei again. Watching Huo Xiaolong standing blankly and lost at the door, not knowing what to do, the boy felt full of energy.
His tattered clothes were mended by his junior sister, and the chicken he was eating was made by his sister. Just for this kind of life, the young man felt that he could fight his way in and out seven times without any trouble.
The aroma from the fire station attracted many soldiers who wanted to freeload, including Xiao Lanyi.
"Fan Er, what's next?"
"It looks like the roast chicken from Fengyuelou."
Fan Er has worked at brothels before, you know. He knows how good the food is; everyone eats it without saying a word, and you have to fight over it!
"And there are also golden thread cakes," Doctor Gu said.
"You two are regulars, huh? I'm the only one who hasn't eaten here before. Come on, let's go check it out."
The man, dressed in black armor and carrying a red-tasseled helmet in his right hand, saw Huo Xiaolong before even reaching the entrance of the cookhouse.
"This is the daughter of Huo Shuwen that I just told you about."
Xiao Lanyi frowned. He couldn't understand how someone so young could wield a knife. The little boy was squatting on the ground, holding a small knife, chopping chicken like an assembly line worker, his movements skillful and precise.
"Grandpa Gu, wanna play chicken together later?"
"I can't eat anything too burnt; my teeth have been hurting for the past few days."
"Then I'll make you one with a lower flame."
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