Milong was a man who would tell his wife everything. Even the roast chicken he bought tonight had to be reported to Shangguan. So Xiaozui knew that the guy she had been thinking about had been arrested and might be shot soon. She had been cooking all morning and wanted to go see him.
On a morning when the sun just rose in Zenda, Xiaozui came to this open space. Her hair was disheveled and untidy, and the buttons on her clothes were all buttoned in a mess. She was holding a small basket with the food she cooked in it. She came in a hurry, as if she was afraid that she would miss him if she was late.
Meng Fanle was still pretending to be dead to scare the two stuttering sentries when a throat-breaking scream rang out beside his ears. It was a voice he was extremely familiar with, shouting at him not to die. He thought he had misheard, but when he turned his head to the other side with great effort, he saw her.
She ran over crying, but was dragged away by two sentries. The food and water she had eaten spilled all over the ground, mixed with the dirt and grass. But she still wanted to rush over here. She didn't want him to die, but she was a little girl and couldn't resist the two big men who were soldiers. She could only be dragged away again and again. Her clothes and trouser legs were covered with mud and no longer clean.
Two stuttering sentries pointed their guns at the reckless girl and told her to leave quickly.
"No, no, you can't come over here. What are you doing?"
"Yes, let's go!"
Xiaozui just cried. She had cried a lot in the past few days, and this was no exception. Two bluffing guns were pointed at her, but she was not afraid. There was nothing else to be afraid of in such a world.
Meng Fanle looked at the girl wearing a blue floral top with a smile on his face, just like the tone he used when telling stories to girls every time he went there.
"Stupid crab with eight legs, who told you to come?"
"No one asked me to come here. I came here on my own initiative. They want to shoot you."
"Bullshit! If you come again, they'll really shoot me. Go! Get away as far as you can!"
"I'm worried about you. They're going to kill you—!"
Meng Fanle forced himself to maintain his hypocritical manly appearance and winked at the two sentries guarding him. That was a tacit understanding between men, and it was difficult for those two to really attack Xiaozui. Yu Xiaoqing was strict in military discipline and strictly prohibited his soldiers from bullying the people. He compared himself to Master Yue, so he also compared his soldiers to Yue's army.
"Hey, are you going to kill me?"
"No, no, I, we don't want to kill him, just go away!"
"Yes, yes, go away!"
"Did you hear me? They don't want to kill me. They just want to tie me up here for a few days. I'll go down after that. When I go down, I'll come to see you—!"
"You're lying! I saw you winking. Now... now I really don't know who to believe."
Xiaozui was lying on the ground, tears were flowing from her eyes, as if there was a spring inside. Such clear eyes looked at the guy in her heart. She really didn't know who to believe now. She just wanted to see him.
Meng Fanle was still talking, with full energy, trying hard not to cough.
"Oh, why don't you ask where we are? This is Division Yu. Our division commander is Yu Xiaoqing, and that's my childhood friend Tieci. Our regimental commander is Long Wenjian, whose original name is Meng Dasun. He's my distant nephew who was adopted. In this division, no one can kill me, seriously!"
"You know, a man lives for his face. He always thinks he's great and has to pretend. If he can't pretend, then he's really dead, right? I'm your man. You said you'd put me back in a few days, and you really did. Now you're poking me, and you feel ashamed. Then I'm really dead, right? Go away, go away! Do you really want me to die?"
When he said these words, Shuo Yu was watching from a big tree not far away. He saw that this guy made Xiao Zui cry again, but he was still trying to make her laugh and let her go.
To be honest, Fanla even laughed at himself for looking at Meng Fanle's arrogant face. Last night, he had been lying on the bed next to Silasila and staring at their leader all night. Together with Gou Rou and Mao Dou, he stared at him, which finally made their leader angry. He could only look at him helplessly and said that he would definitely bring up this matter when he went to the division headquarters today.
"Captain, seriously, something must be wrong with that guy Fanla. He's been acting strangely ever since he read that letter. But then you started acting strangely too, so I forgot about him..."
"What letter?"
Si La Si La scratched his head, sat up and looked at Ban Xian'er who was squatting beside his broken bed, interrupting Ban Xian'er's nagging or mumbling like chanting scriptures. This guy must have been the reincarnation of a chanting monk in his previous life, otherwise how could he be so good at muttering?
"Yes, that day when you took out that huge pile of money from your pocket, he even cried that day."
"That guy is crying?" Silasila sat up with legs apart, winking and looking down at Banxianer.
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. He kept the letter in his pocket the whole time. It's an old treasure!"
Shuoyu nodded, looking at Silasila who was sitting up, with anticipation flashing in his eyes.
"Then do you know what's written in the letter?"
Shuo Yu shook his head. He didn't have the habit of reading other people's letters, except for Ayi's diary. But to be honest, all those bastards in Ayi's notebook group had read it. He just read it along with them.
"Anyway, it was just written to him by his parents. Before we left for Burma, that guy sent several suicide notes home to his parents, saying some bullshit. Maybe his parents were scared by him."
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