A story can be heard by hundreds of people.

Zhao Susu and Xiao Lingyun felt very sad when they heard this, and a hint of chill appeared on their bodies, which made people creepy.

The old dog's emotions towards these two ladies were inexplicably confused.

In his opinion, the heroine in the story is a typical powerful character, with good luck and good intentions. These days, only ordinary girls can support a large number of girls. In his family, one of his sisters gave her away shortly after she was born. Another sister was sick and had no money to treat her. She lay in her mother's arms. From illness to death, her only thought was to know what the candied haws her sister had eaten in the next door, but she didn't wait for this thought.

At that time, the old dog was still young, so he planned to go to the street to find a way to get candied haws to satisfy his sister's last wish, but he couldn't do it.

Old dog rarely thinks about this matter, nor does it feel very miserable.

After all, there are so many such things in the village. When I go to ordinary village houses to ask, at least 80% of them can tell a few things that seem to be terrible to the nobles.

Gu Xiang herself didn't know why she told an inspirational story so hard that it made people feel uncomfortable and want to cry.

She felt a little sour and uncomfortable in her heart.

In fact, this is just a very ordinary story about the "Farmer Girl Promotion Record". She read online novels back then and read a lot of similar ones. When she read it, she really felt very inspiring because the heroine had a low starting point, and her sense of upgrading and substitution were also quite strong. She liked reading it very much.

But now, when she was in such an environment and saw so many things with her own eyes, she began to feel pitiful when she told such a story.

Fortunately, Zhao Susu shed tears for a long time, Xiao Lingyun wiped her eyes for a while, and came back to her senses, and her mood improved a lot.

Zhaodi's girl couldn't understand it, but when she saw Xiao Lingyun crying, she cried, and she cried, making Xiao Lingyun laugh again.

Gu Xiang: "..."

It's OK, as long as you are happy, it's fine.

She simply took some more sauce meat, served with cooking cakes, and the broth that had been boiled for a long time, and asked the old dog to come in and send it out for everyone to eat together.

A bonfire lit outside the camp tent.

The old dog took a large bowl of sauce meat by himself, broke the cakes open, and first applied a thick layer of chili sauce on top.

Since he had eaten Gu Chu’s chili sauce, it was impossible not to eat it for a day. He had to match steamed buns, buns, and even drink a bowl of porridge.

As soon as the spicy and fragrant taste was in my mouth, my pores were opened, and it was so comfortable that I couldn't mention it.

The old dog sighed: "If the people from our Yongyi Army were fighting in the northwest, Huotou Camp would have cooked such a pot of spicy sauce for us, even if they only had black noodles, there would not have been a lot of deserters there in one breath. Maybe... my old dog would have been awarded a marquis and a prime minister for one day."

Several elderly soldiers next to him laughed awkwardly.

Where has the old dog been to the northwest?

Really good at thinking.

The whole camp was filled with a strong smell of food.

Not far away, a handful of baked cakes and a small plate of salted fish were handed to Li Chengfang.

Li Chengfang stared at the salted fish with a gloomy face.

A small and small voice said: "Why, I'll tell a story to the third princess?"

"One day, a woodcutter passed by the door of a fisherman's house and saw the fisherman's child squatting at the door and eating happily, with a salted fish the size of a palm in the bowl."

"Three days later, the woodcutter passed by the fisherman's door again. His children were eating, and there was still a salted fish the size of a palm in the bowl."

"Half a month later, the woodcutter passed by the fisherman's house again. The children in that family were still eating, and there was still a salted fish the size of a palm in the bowl. He thought, it was great to be a fisherman. In half a month, he could eat salted fish for the children every day..."

Before Ah Da finished speaking, Li Chengfang stared at him coldly and said, "I ate the same salted fish for half a month, hum."

Isn’t this just a squeeze on yourself? Tell him that many ordinary people can eat a salted fish at home for half a month, so he should not be too picky.

"Hmph."

Li Chengfang silently brought up the bowl.

He was really not moved by A Da's words, but he was really hungry.

After rushing for so long, I was even more nervous when I arrived at Dahe Village. At this time, I felt a little relaxed and my stomach was rumbling. Although he was agitated and reserved, he actually couldn't even eat it even if he gave him a fine noodles.

While eating pancakes, I used my teeth to grind the salted fish.

Not to mention, he can even get used to this smell of salty fish, which is much better than chewing the hard cakes dry and hard.

“…at least there should be a bowl of soup.”

The cake was hard and the throat was pulled. The salted fish was very salty and a little bitter. When Li Chengfang ate it, she wanted to drink some soup porridge to moisten her throat.

The fragrance not far away kept floating towards this side with the wind and snow, especially the smell of soup, which was even more intense. Li Chengfang's saliva kept secreting, and his eyes were red with grievance: "What's so great? I've been back home... I've been back home..."

When he got home, he ate whatever he wanted, and ate delicious food every day, so he specifically asked Sister Huan to see it, but he didn't give it to her.

He has never seen any good things, and he has no good things at home. In the future... he must open his eyes.

Why do I say that she is delicious in cooking, but I haven't eaten it before, so it's definitely not very good.

Li Chengfang comforted himself with difficulty.

Ada was relieved. The work of raising children was not done by humans. No wonder he had a noble and stable life in the capital, but he had to go to the northwest.

I hope nothing happens today.

Today, the wind and snow are stormy. Not only Gu Xiang and his party dare not rush to rush, but many pedestrians cannot help but stay and stop. Soon, a few pedestrians came to seek fragrance and passed by in a daze, wanting to buy a bowl of soup to drink.

Gu Xiang has always been the more the more the diners who take the initiative to deliver them to the door.

The steaming warm soup is served one pot after another, and even if a stranger passes by, he can comfortably fill a large bowl.

Li Chengfang couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he looked out on the tent and saw many people one after another, such as hunters, butchers, merchants, and scholars passing by. Gu Xiang was very kind to them. He spoke gently and gentlely, not only to serve soup, but if he only drank soup, he would not charge any money. If he wanted to eat some meat and a soft cooked cake, he would only be a few big boys.

“…”

Why is it just bad for him?

He is - Sister Huan's serious brother, and his bones are broken and his tendons are connected!

The second day.

The wind and snow gradually became weaker. Although Gu Xiang and others were already packing their things slowly, they could not see any signs of pulling out the camp, so they quickly went to the village to buy a pack of rat medicine, and made some mouse clips and placed them in Li Chengfang's tent.

"Last night, I always heard the sound of mice grinding their teeth in the tent. This thing is not clean, except for the important thing."
Chapter completed!