Shuo Yu scratched Meng Fanle's head.
"What's wrong? Is your neck crooked? Go back and greet everyone. You'll have a place to sleep tonight."
"Ah? Oh, you really do know some kind of magic, like what I did today?"
Shuo Yu looked at Fanla's dizzy expression and said with a smile,
"Hahahaha, are you envious now? There's no point in being envious. This is a gift from God. He rewarded me for doing good deeds. If you want it, then do more good deeds."
Shuo Yu patted his shoulder when he passed by him. He had to take their things and help the veterinarian to their place tonight.
Meng Fanle didn't believe it at all, but he saw it with his own eyes. However, he still didn't believe that doing good deeds would get him rewarded by God. He had done good deeds, so why didn't he see God rewarding him with anything?
The British master gave them a dark warehouse to stay in.
Shuo Yu asked everyone to eat their fill and go to bed quickly after treating their wounds. At least they could sleep peacefully tonight, while he had to stay beside their leader and continue arguing with the old British scoundrel.
There is no need to talk about any rules with a country that has made its fortune through banditry. We just need to make them obey Shuoyu and his men.
Shuo Yu finally got what he wanted and washed himself thoroughly, completely washing away the strange smell on his body. It should be said that these guys who surrendered really knew how to enjoy life. They even carried expensive perfumes with them at all times.
After washing himself clean, he put on the clothes provided by the British, sat next to their leader, and continued the negotiations.
Robbers need to use robbers' ways to talk properly. Obviously, with Shuo Yu, who looks clean and has no language barriers to communicate with them, the communication between Long Wenjian and the British old scoundrel is much smoother.
But because they are Chinese, the other party still looks down on them from the bottom of their hearts. But this is normal. No matter how powerful you are, as long as your country is weak, you will not be that powerful.
Anyone who knows a little history knows the joke about the Han envoy. No one understands it better than us: when a country is weak, its people will inevitably be bullied.
Shuoyu spent one night to make the old gentleman William Huntington his friend. Because the other party was a staunch Catholic, Shuoyu used some tricks to make him believe that he had the right to take him to hell or heaven after death. As a result, the old gentleman's attitude changed quickly.
Not only that, Shuoyu also had a good relationship with those ordinary soldiers. What did the soldiers know? They never wanted to participate in such a war. No matter whether they won or not, they would not gain anything, and if they failed, they would lose their lives.
They have never been vested interests, but just small ants crushed under the wheels. Shuoyu made them believe that as long as they do more good deeds now, they will go to heaven after death.
Then he had the right to freely enter and exit the old gentleman's heavily guarded warehouse,
I also gave the veterinarian who hadn't slept yet a few candles, a pack of biscuits and a bottle of precious canned fruit. Yes, there are canned fruits in this place, but they put a lethal amount of sugar in them. It feels like they don't want to eat people but want to poison them to death.
"Go back, Dad, and get some sleep. You can sleep well tonight."
The warehouse they were staying in was too dark, and it was easy to fall without light. Shuo Yu helped him light a candle and asked him to watch the road.
"Yes, yes, go back to sleep, don't you want to go back?"
"I still have to help the captain translate, and there are still things to discuss. Dad, you can take it back first. There are also biscuits here. Eat them when you are hungry tonight."
"Okay, okay."
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Candles were lit in the small warehouse. Some people were already fast asleep and snoring. The veterinarian carefully watched the road, intending to find an empty space to lie down and take a nap. When he turned around, he was startled by Fanla, who was still asleep.
"Damn old thing, where have you been? Where did you get this?"
Two people leaned against a small candlelight, whispering to each other.
"This is what Shuoyu that doll gave me. There are also canned fruits and biscuits. Do you want some?"
"Hey, he keeps giving you good things every day. If I had been the one to save him, wouldn't I be here now?"
"I'm sorry, you won't save me."
The veterinarian dispelled his unrealistic fantasy. He had never seen Fanla care about the life and death of others. Even if he had seen Shuoyu, he probably would not have saved her. Fanla knew that himself.
"Yeah, the young master isn't as kind-hearted as you, so now it's you who's always being missed. Veterinarian, tell me the truth, is he your son who's been away from home? Otherwise, why would he be so nice to you? He'd treat his biological father like this, right?"
The veterinarian touched the thing on his chest. The can had just been taken away by Fanla, who also took away his two candles. The candlelight now illuminated a wider area.
The two of them stared at the candlelight. The veterinarian rubbed Fanla's head.
"That kid has a conscience and knows what it means to repay a favor, unlike you."
"What's wrong with being like me? What's wrong with being like me? You old fool, and you're still talking about me? You only saved one person, Shuoyu. You're a half-baked veterinarian who treated athlete's foot until he had to amputate. What are they doing now?"
Fanla hadn't gone to bed yet because he couldn't sleep. He felt like he would die if he closed his eyes. He didn't know if he would die tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. He wanted to know what their leader and Shuoyu were doing.
It was really strange. When Shuo Yu saw their fake leader, he was like a fly seeing shit. He liked him so much that he was more like someone within three meters than him. He was within three meters and still needed their fake leader to keep shouting and always fell behind.
Shuo Yu didn't need it, he just liked to stay close to the fake leader, like a possessed person.
"Shuo Yu and the commander were arguing with the old gentleman. They started arguing when I passed by just now. I was so scared that I ran away."
"We should be arguing. People like us shouldn't even exist, but we showed up and saved them. How can they possibly welcome us?"
In the end, the veterinarian and Fanla slept together. The Shaanxi-style tune and the warm hands made Meng Fanla, who originally thought he was unspeakable, misjudge himself again.
Before closing his eyes completely, Fanla leaned into the vet's arms and said, "Do you believe him?"
The veterinarian did not answer, but continued to pat him like his own son.
Fanla really slept very soundly just as Shuoyu said.
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