I got addicted to pigs in the middle of the night
"Uh, um, General, what do you want to talk to me about?" Tong Zhenzhen was a little cold in the evening breeze and shivered unconsciously.
The moonlight cast a layer of silver frost on the boy's cold face. He snorted, took off his cloak, and covered her face with it:
"This general doesn't want to see your face. It makes me angry!"
Tong Zhenzhen, who was wrapped tightly from head to toe, said:...Okay, who can say anything against you, my living daddy?
But it was indeed much warmer now. She reached out and opened a gap in the thick cloak. The fur still carried the residual warmth left by the young man. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but no words came out for a long time. Only his ears kept getting hotter.
Tong Zhenzhen pricked up her ears and listened for a long time but didn't hear him speak. She wondered if she had turned up the volume too high and became deaf, but suddenly she caught a whisper:
"Thank you for your help this time. It is my responsibility as a general to save the barracks... Anyway, you are a jerk!"
“What?!” Tong Zhenzhen was so happy after hearing the first half of the sentence, but she was completely confused by the last sentence. Wasn’t he praising someone or scolding someone?
"What's wrong?" Xie Cixiu frowned slightly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed faintly, "Could it be that this word is not a good word, and you have been scolding me just now?"
Tong Zhenzhen immediately shook her head like a rattle:
"That's impossible! Shiba is a nice word. The general and I are both Shiba!"
She learned her lesson and decided that Korean dramas are really harmful, so she will quit watching them tomorrow!
Xie Ci stopped talking and looked at Tong Zhenzhen again, with a hint of inquiry:
"Why are you trying so hard to help us? What is your purpose?"
He didn't believe the priest's statement, which was full of loopholes. Tong Zhenzhen's care for him these days was also true. He wanted to believe her, but the appearance of this group of people was too strange. Who were they and why? As a general, he had to be responsible for the soldiers and the people, and he couldn't trust anyone easily.
Tong Zhenzhen was a little frightened by his direct gaze, and waved her hands and laughed:
"Didn't I say it? We can't bear to see people suffer, so we came down to earth as priests to quell the war—"
Xie Ci unconsciously clenched her fists. She still refused to tell the truth.
It was a refreshing and even cool night, but he felt chest tightness for no reason. A layer of dark clouds hung between his brows. Without saying a word, he turned around and left.
Tong Zhenzhen yawned and was about to go back to sleep, but Xie Ci came back unexpectedly. She forced herself to smile and said:
"General, there is also——"
Before she could finish her words, Xie Ci pulled off her cloak and said in a bad tone:
"Give me back my clothes!"
Tong Zhenzhen was so eager to please that she was rejected. She watched the old man leave with a stiff smile and returned to the tent, cursing softly:
"Is he sick?!"
Since the inexplicable conversation that night, Xie Ci ignored Tong Zhenzhen for several days. Soon, the order to break camp and march came down. Since this camp had been discovered by Chang Hao, it was time to move to another location in time.
Not to mention those losers who were panting heavily after running a few steps, the other people in the barracks were also unable to do strenuous exercise because of their fragile skin. They were forced to stop and rest after walking a few miles, otherwise they would immediately become injured with sprains and sprains. Xie Ci was so angry when he saw this snail-like march that his teeth were itching.
He accurately pulled Tong Zhenzhen out from the group of zombies:
"How can we go to war like this? Tell me, can you change us back to our original state?"
It was summer now. Although the nights were still a little chilly, the days were as hot as fire. Even a stingy person like Tong Zhenzhen had no choice but to buy some summer clothes from Ma Chengyun's shopping mall. In order to prevent herself from fainting from the heat on the march, she wore a white T-shirt and shorts today. However, she was still sweating. Her fair skin, which had been cultivated from staying at home for many years, was sunburned red. Xie Ci's eyelids twitched when he saw this, and he looked away in panic:
"Also, where did you get these rags? Can you please stop wearing them so indecently?"
"No, don't ask me anymore, no to both of them!" Tong Zhenzhen struggled weakly from the distracted hands of Xie Ci and bumped into someone.
"Hey, Sister Zhen, take it easy. Are you tired from the journey? Come and have a cup of freshly squeezed lemon juice. It's sweet and sour and will quench your thirst!" Ma Chengyun steadied the small basket hanging on his chest, with a dimple at the corner of his mouth.
Tong Zhenzhen hurriedly took out a glass of lemonade from the basket, which was still iced, and waved her hand to take two glasses:
"I want two cups, just charge it to my account!"
Then he skillfully inserted a straw to enjoy the ice drink, and put the other cup on his hot face to cool down. The taste was sweet and sour and refreshing. For a moment, he thought it was his beloved King Xue. He caught a glimpse of Xie Ci who was so angry that he was about to burst into flames. After hesitating for a moment, he handed the cup on his face to him to cool it down.
Xie Ci took the lemon juice that her face had touched with some disgust, and clumsily inserted the straw into it, imitating her. He wanted to take a few sips and mock it for being unpalatable, but after taking a sip, he couldn't stop. Tong Zhenzhen saw Xie Ci sucking in the juice madly with a sour face, and laughed to herself, finally she had shut this ancestor's mouth!
Ma Chengyun ran around with a small basket in his hand, hawking his wares. Not only the college students, but even some of the greedy guards couldn't help but take out their own money to buy drinks. Xie Yuan happened to see him. She raised her eyebrows, drew her sword and stepped forward:
"Private money transactions are strictly prohibited in the military - stop right there, Ma Chengyun!!!"
Ma Chengyun still had the copper coins given by his personal guard in his hand. He stuffed the goods into the other party and ran away. Although he could not bring the money back to the modern world even if he recharged it into the mall, the money-making instinct engraved in his DNA made him protect the little money tightly and run away.
"Miss, please take care of yourself! Don't break your bones by running yourself. Are you thirsty after running for so long? Would you like a glass of Pony's Special Lemonade?"
Xie Yuan was so angry that he cursed a few times and shouted:
"Who is your sister?! Stand still right there—ah!"
"Doctor Lin, come quickly! Miss Xie Yuan sprained her ankle!"
Lin Shizhu, who was flirting with Chen Miao in the logistics department, took a sip of lemon juice and quickly responded:
“Here it comes!”
After several days of chaotic march, they finally found a suitable place to stay, which was very close to Chang'an Village on the border of Linyuan, so they set up camp there. The high priest wrote letters from somewhere to get dozens of believers and servants to come over, but he claimed that these people were responsible for serving him, and building the military camp was a matter of thanks, so he swaggered to the rear to rest.
Several classmates from the civil engineering department took the initiative to help set up the camp. Tong Zhenzhen originally wanted to find a shady place to fish, but was unexpectedly asked by Xie Ci to help out. He even had only a few bites of his meal. He worked hard from day to night, and collapsed on the bed in the middle of the night, exhausted, tossing and turning because of hunger.
Gurgle...
Tong Zhenzhen's stomach protested uncontrollably and he decided to steal some food from the kitchen. He got up in the dark and tiptoed past Chen Miao for fear of waking up other roommates. Fortunately, her bed was right next to the door. Just as he was about to lift the curtain to sneak out, a cold hand grabbed his ankle.
Before she could scream, she saw a pair of hungry green eyes burning in the dark tent. Chen Miao, with her hair loose, looked like a female ghost who died unjustly, and breathed softly into her ear:
"Please bring me a midnight snack, thank you, mom."
"No tomatoes for the tomato noodles, thank you, mom."
"No cilantro for the sour soup rice noodles, thank you mom."
The sound of orders coming one after another made Tong Zhenzhen's head buzz. For a moment, she could only hear her mother's voice. She subconsciously wanted to take out a piece of paper to write it down, but she found nothing:
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, talk slowly! Do you want the braised chicken to be mildly spicy or super spicy? No, this is not a cafeteria, how can I conjure up so much food for you?"
Li Yan, the president of the cooking club, lovingly placed a key in her palm, and then interlocked their fingers:
"Don't worry, I've become acquainted with Uncle Wang from the kitchen camp. Here's the key to the kitchen. I made a lot of delicious food tonight and left it in there. If you bring back half of it, it will be enough for us to eat!"
"t...Okay."
Tong Zhenzhen put away the keys, put on her strawberry bear jacket, and left under the gazes of a group of hungry girls.
In front of the kitchen
Although there was a curfew in the military camp at night and it was strictly forbidden to go out and wander around after going to bed, there was a shortage of manpower. The guards who took turns to watch over the camp were unable to keep an eye on these late-night criminals. Tong Zhenzhen took advantage of the small number of people and sneaked into the kitchen camp with ease.
The makeshift kitchen was indeed a little more rudimentary than the previous ones, and the roof was covered with thatch. However, in order to prevent someone with ulterior motives from tampering with the food, an iron lock was put on it at night. Unfortunately, you can't let a villain go even if you have a good intention.
Tong Zhenzhen was playing with the key in her hand proudly, turning it three times to the left and three times to the right. It was so funny. How dare she come to get the food? What's the difference between this and throwing a mouse into a rice jar! Of course, she had to eat her fill first before taking the food back!
At the same time, Li Yan, the god in charge of cooking in the military camp, murmured in her dream:
"It's broken, my elixir!"
But it was too late. Tong Zhenzhen laughed strangely a few times, bent down and was about to take the key to open the door. In the dim moonlight, she found that the iron lock had been opened and the door was ajar. Her heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, could it be that someone has gotten there first?
She stood up and wanted to go in to take a look, but bumped into a hard object. She was in so much pain that she saw stars. She forced herself not to curse the national quintessence. When she looked up, she found that it was Ma Chengyun!
Ma Chengyun rubbed his bumped forehead and complained:
"No, you are not a classmate. What are you doing so late at night? Your head is still hard..."
Tong Zhenzhen felt a little guilty, so she decided to take the initiative and seize the moral high ground. She grabbed his curly hair and pointed at the half-open door, shouting:
"I was going to ask you something. Tell me, was it you who broke the lock to steal the military pay?"
"It's unfair, Sister Zhen," Ma Chengyun finally saw who was coming and raised his hands in surrender. "I admit that I did accept the order for midnight snacks. After all, they are your sons, er no, your customers! But before I could pick the lock, you caught me. It must not be me. Wait - what are you doing here?"
He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly realized:
"Oh~ So we are of the same mind! I understand. Parents are the most compassionate people in the world. It's not easy for us as parents - so how much you grab depends on your own ability!"
While Tong Zhenzhen was embarrassed by being exposed, he suddenly pushed the door open and took out a sack to collect midnight snacks for his sons. Tong Zhenzhen, who had come to her senses, was not to be outdone. She butted her head on Ma Chengyun's waist and knocked him down. She gracefully stepped over her classmate's body and flicked her hair:
"Private Marseilla, Xiao Ma-chan, I'll take care of this meal today!"
The fragile wooden door was on the verge of crumbling after several heavy blows, and then it collapsed to the ground. The unobstructed moonlight rushed into this dusty and mysterious place, illuminating the various snacks wrapped in plastic wrap and neatly arranged there - as well as a masked man who was pouring an unknown drug powder into the braised pork.
The masked man seemed to have not expected that someone would come here in the middle of the night when all the dogs were asleep, and he stood still for a moment. Tong Zhenzhen and Ma Chengyun, who had gotten up, looked at the masked man, then at the bowl of braised pork that he had ruined. Tong Zhenzhen, who had gone through so much hardship to get here, let out a sharp cry:
"That's the braised pork I've been looking forward to for a long time! You pay for it!!!"
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