I was a young master in ancient times

"Master." Butler Liu knelt down to Ankang to no avail.

Ankang was taken aback, and hurriedly helped Butler Liu up, "Butler Liu, what are you doing?"

Butler Liu said with tears, "Young Master, I watched him grow up. How can I keep Young Master on this cannibalistic battlefield?"

"Butler Liu." Ankang bowed to Butler Liu, "Ankang is a bloody man. Now that Maozi invaded with troops, the big Liang man should defend his family and the country."

"Butler Liu, don't try to persuade me. It's for my parents, my grandparents, and my younger brother. I want to stay in Beijiang!"

Unable to persuade Ankang, Steward Liu felt bitter, "The Chinese New Year is only a few days away. Master, let's stay in Beijiang to accompany you to celebrate the New Year." He still planned to persuade the young master.He saw that the young man named Zhao Qin had two legs that were fine before he came here, but he has only been in the barracks for two months, and he has already limped one leg.

Steward Liu brought a lot of money with him, and he sent Liu Zi and others to buy some chickens and ducks from nearby farms, and even drove back a thin and weak piglet.

The most prosperous Zhangchui Town here is gone, and you have to walk another [-] miles to see another town.Ankang felt sorry for Butler Liu and the servants, so he didn't let anyone go out to buy things.

While Ankang and Pang Youde were discussing how to eat in the kitchen, Steward Liu dragged Huzi to the corner of the wall. "Huzi, why don't you follow to persuade the young master?"

Huzi scratched his head, "Butler Liu, how can I persuade the young master? Whatever the young master does, Huzi will follow. If the young master stays in Beijiang, Huzi will stay in Beijiang to serve the young master."

"You..." Butler Liu made him speechless with anger, knocked on Huzi's head, and whispered angrily, "You have an elm head." .

Huzi patted his head, but didn't dare to say anything, why did housekeeper Liu still beat people.

Before the new year, Pang Youde caught three chickens, steamed, braised, and roasted, one chicken at a time.

Ankang and others did not eat meat properly for more than two months.At this time, when they saw the meat, their eyes were shining brightly, and their mouths and hands were greasy.

Butler Liu couldn't help but blushed again.The young master doesn't talk about fine clothes and fine food at home, but every meal is a proper mix of meat and vegetables, and the cooks in the house cook different dishes.When does meat look like a hungry wolf?

Life in northern Xinjiang is hard.In the first two battles, Daliang's army was chased by Mao Zi and ran around. At that time, a lot of food and grass were lost.After finally winning the battle, the Maozi stopped moving after a long distance, and they didn't get any supplies from the northern Xinjiang barracks.Therefore, the northern Xinjiang military camp is very poor.

So poor that during the Chinese New Year, Master Guo took people for a day's journey and only drove back 2 pigs.Twenty pigs, more than [-] people, can only get two pieces of meat per person.

But these two pieces of meat are enough for many people to lick for a long time.

Pang Youde stuffed the two pieces of meat into his mouth and chewed them together. After swallowing, he looked at the two pig legs hanging in the shade in the yard, feeling very happy. "I'll give you a good braised meal in the evening. I'll show you how good our restaurant in Yuyang Town is."

"That's fine. We can count on you for this year's New Year's Eve dinner." Qiu Yuan was holding a bowl, squatting side by side with Pang Youde under the corridor, basking in the sun while eating.

Ankang put two pieces of meat in the bowl to Chen Ziche, and said with concern, "Your injury is still not healed, you need to mend it."

Chen Ziche glanced at him, didn't speak, and didn't refuse.I ate the two pieces of meat in the Ankang folder.He doesn't show it on the face, but he is very beautiful in his heart.

Huzi held the bowl and quickly ate the food in the bowl. He wiped his mouth and said, "Boil more water tonight, let's rub the ashes well."

Yuyang County has a New Year's custom, you must take a bath before the New Year.It's like sweeping dust.

"Ziche, I'll rub the ashes for you." Ankang said immediately, Chen Ziche still had an injury in his back, and he had to take good care of his savior.

Chen Ziche didn't say anything, just stared at him for a while, and Ankang's face turned red.

Ankang stammered, "You, don't think too much about it. I, I'm just rubbing ashes for you."

Chen Ziche didn't look at him any more, and continued to bury his head in cooking.

Ankang's hair was blown all over, and he always felt that there were needles pricking him everywhere, but he was just uncomfortable.Hell, he would always forget that Chen Ziche had different feelings for him.But Chen Ziche was his savior after all, this...

Wei Shi, who lives far away in Yuyang, cries once a day.Since receiving Ankang's letter, Anfu has never heard from him again.Every so often, Wei took out Ankang's letter, and cried while reading it.

"Ma'am." An Zhonghua sat beside Wei with his fat son in his arms, "Northern Xinjiang is far away, and now it's the time of the cold and the Chinese New Year, so the delivery of letters is naturally slow. What's more, Steward Liu has I inquired in that wasteland. Now there is no news, and Steward Liu has not rushed back, it should be that Kanger was in the northern Xinjiang military camp, and rushed over years ago."

"Master." Wei pressed the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, "If Kang'er doesn't come back for a day, I, a mother, will be worried. If only I stopped him when he left. The day before Kang'er's departure, Ask me."

An Zhonghua reached out to help Wei's shoulder, "Ma'am, how can I blame you. Who would have known that this kind of thing would happen. Let me tell you, it would be good for that kid to go out to exercise. Let's see if he dares to trust others casually in the future." .”

"What are you exercising for?" Mrs. An entered the room, and she didn't want to hear anyone say anything bad about her grandson, even if her son said nothing. "It's not a good thing to kill those gods. My grandson has been kind since he was a child."

An Zhonghua rubbed his nose, his wife started nagging, but he didn't dare to say anything.He only dared to hold Ping An's little hand quietly underneath and pinch it.

Ping An annoyed him so much, he fluttered his little hands up and down, and opened his hands for Wei Shi to hug.He doesn't want to stay in Dad's arms anymore.

"What do you think you are pinching him for?" Grandma An immediately felt sorry for her little grandson, she patted Ping An's back lightly and coaxed, "Ping An is good, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

An Zhonghua got bored, turned around and went out to get some air.

Under the corridor, Mrs. An looked at the snow scene in the yard while smoking a big dry cigarette.His little grandson is delicate and can't smell the smell of dry smoke.Every time Mrs. An hid outside to finish smoking and dissipating the smell, he went in to see his little grandson.

Old Mrs. An blew out a smoke ring, and asked An Zhonghua who was beside him, "Is there any news about Ankang?"

"No. It should be fine." When An Zhonghua comforted others, he always said that Ankang was fine.But he also talked about Ankang over and over again in his heart.Sometimes when I wake up suddenly at night, I have to think about my son.

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Because I have something to do today, the update is late and short.

I wish you all a happy tomorrow~

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