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It was noon, and the whole team ran with red and sweating all over. As the sun shone, it followed the crabs and shrimps in the steamer. The complaints were no more exaggerated. The woodland in front was just blocked by shadows. When Liang An just said what to do to disband, he rushed in and found a cool place to lie down. Before leaving, the soldiers who were shouting that they wanted to take the quilt were not mentioned, and they lay safer than anyone else. Liang An walked to them and kicked them without responding.

After half a stick of incense, the sound of horses and wheels approached. A long distance away, you could see that it was the clothes of the Hu Benjun. The young boy who had just fainted also followed him. He was sitting in the car with rice porridge, waving at the big guy. When he smiled, his two little tiger teeth were just exposed. When he swept the young man who had just helped him, his eyes lit up. The car was close and he couldn't wait to jump off and jump to the man.

"My name is Lu Ya. Thank you for feeding me water just now. You can call me any matters in the future. I will do my best to help you." Lu Ya chattered in front of the young man with a happy face. On the other hand, the young man opposite him was completely different. He looked much more dull under Lu Ya's comparison. He just replied with a name and leaned motionlessly on the trunk. Listening to the young man in front of him, he was calm and careless. "Zhou Changsu, no obstacle."

The young man who was with Lu Ya just now also came over to take a look. He poked Lu Ya and bit his ear and said, "This person looks so cold. Why are you talking nonstop? Isn't it embarrassing?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Ya turned around in surprise and asked him, "Are you still counting on your benefactor to talk to you? If you can listen to my nagging for so long, it means he is a good person." After that, he ignored his messy companion in the wind and ran to get rice porridge and steamed buns. Perhaps it was still the child's character. Eating this kind of thing made him forget everything for the time being.

At this time, Ji Bo'an just took advantage of the rest time to remove the weight bag. This was probably the limit of his climbing mountain with the weight. If he ran, it would be difficult not to become the second or third Lu Ya. After removing the weight bag, he felt much more comfortable all over. The power to pull down his legs was gone, and it became lighter, but there was no such obvious contrast on his arms.

There was a long queue in front of the several cars that had just sent rice and grain. By the time Ji Bo'an arrived, there were few people, and they were left behind without snatching up. Ji Bo'an was obviously late to come back. He lined up behind these people and looked at the car that sent buns, one by one, and one by one, and it was about to come to an end.

"There is only one steamed bun left, who do you two want?" The old man with the buns wiped the sweat beads from his forehead with his sleeve. He looked at the two young men in front of him and was anxious. He also wanted to finish work early, so he just lazy and picked up the last steamed bun and stuffed it into Ji Bo'an's hand. Before Ji Bo'an could open his mouth, he started to pack up the car. Ji Bo'an held up a steamed bun and opened his mouth to say something and then held it back. He looked back at which unlucky guy didn't have the steamed bun, but he shouted in his mind, "What a coincidence!"

That person is either someone else, or Zhou Changsu.

Zhou Changsu felt a little disappointed when he saw the steamed bun being stuffed into Ji Bo'an's hand. Who wouldn't be hungry? But his backbone told him not to rob. At worst, he would tie his belt when he was hungry. He was a person who ran on the mountain since he was a child, and this distance was nothing. He glanced at him and turned to leave, but he didn't expect to hear Ji Bo'an scream.

"Hey, don't you eat? There's only one left. I think you're hungry, half of each person." Ji Bo'an looked at the tall boy in front of him sincerely. His dark eyes reminded him of the lonely wolf in the forest. His hands were not slow. A complete bun was broken in half. He held up his other half and waited for the man to come and get it.

"No need, keep it for yourself." Zhou Changsu turned around and left without a trace of wanting to get it. He didn't like to share food with people. This reminded him of the beasts that were sharing food in the mountains when he accompanied his father to hunt for years, which made him feel very resistant.

When the rice porridge was distributed, everyone was chewing on it. People often felt comforted in food, clothing, housing and transportation, and relaxed their vigilance in food, clothing, housing and transportation. Liang Zan sat aside while drinking the porridge and watching everyone. His eyes were selecting good seedlings here and observing human nature, which was of great benefit to the march. There were many good seedlings in this session, not many. He saw Ji Bo'an and Zhou Changsu, and there were several small groups of people who were good, but everyone had shortcomings.

Ji Bo'an's stomach was a little bad, so he could only eat some soft things. The steamed buns had begun to harden now. Fortunately, the rice porridge was still thin, and the white rice soup was soaked in the steamed buns. After the meal, everyone was waiting for Liang An to gather and continue running, but he didn't hear any sounds. Several soldiers with connections at home got together and started to start a business of legends. They were just a few ghost stories that had not changed for thousands of years, but the content and location and object became this mountain and the recruits from previous generations. The timid guy was so scared that his face was pale at that time, and he looked like he had really seen a ghost.

Until Zhang Huang, who was talking nonsense, was kicked, he turned around and saw Liang An standing behind him staring at him upright, and suddenly he was frightened to death. How could such a demonic ghost be as good as the current official who cares about him now?

"Hu Lili, let you rest for a while and you will know that you are having a fight. Get up and continue." Liang An glared at Zhang Huang and shouted loudly as he gathered to continue.
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