MTL - Dressed As a Farm Boy, He Cheated on His Way Out of the Desert.

Chapter 1212 Extra Five The hero bleeds, but does not shed tears!

Every July 15th, the Ghost Festival is the day when the gates of ghosts are said to open.

 Every household prepares paper money and ingots in advance and burns them to their ancestors, hoping that their ancestors will be rich in the next world and that their relatives in this world will be safe and happy.

 Almost as soon as the sun sets, there is no one on the street.

Even during the day, children are kept at home by their parents and are not allowed to come out.

The same is true even in Xindu, the place where the dragon's spirit rises at the feet of the emperor.

  But there is one exception, and that is the best restaurant on the shopping street - Cyclamen.

Ten years ago, the last battle at the Tianwu border was fought, and all the prairie horsemen were killed. The Northern Expeditionary Army completely completed their mission and began to slowly withdraw from the eyes of the world.

 But from that time on, cyclamen had an unwritten rule.

 It means that the business is closed on the fifteenth day of every month, but the fire in the kitchen is not extinguished.

Wounded soldiers from the Northern Expeditionary Army will come to receive a subsidy on this day. Each person is two hundred cash, which is not much, but it is enough for one person to eat and drink.

Moreover, there are doctors who can consult you, and you can take medicines, ointments, wine, etc. for free.

 There are two sets of summer shirts in May, and jackets, trousers and cotton boots in September.

 After receiving the money and things, you can find a table to sit down and eat and drink as you like.

This food and drink is not limited to wounded soldiers. Anyone who came from the Northern Expeditionary Army, whether they were generals or soldiers, or are still in the army, can sit down and get together.

 There are also different opinions on the source of this subsidy, wound medicine, and clothing.

 Some said it was given by the imperial court, some said it was left by the missing marquis specially for the wounded soldiers, and some said it was the Li family's business profits.

But whether it’s the new emperor or the Li family, no one has ever explained it, so it’s just been so vague.

 When the wounded soldiers received it, they all held their heads high and never thought it was charity.

Some of them have lost their arms and legs, some have lost their ears, some are blind, and some even walk with crutches.

 This is the permanent pain left by their battle for Tianwu.

And Tianwu ensures that they have enough food and clothing throughout their lives and that they live with dignity!

Year after year passed, some people got married and had children, some found a way to make a living, and some simply farmed at home.

No matter what they do, as long as they can get by, they will no longer receive subsidies.

　　But it has become a habit and a joy to come to Cyclamen to drink on the fifteenth day of every month.

On this day, before the sun even climbed into the sky, the Cyclamen was already packed.

The veterans were holding teacups, bragging about their bravery and bravery on the battlefield back then, while talking about how most of the soldiers today are cowards, and it was very lively.

“Back then, I slashed two barbarians to death with one sword! Their heads flew everywhere and their blood spurted out like spring water!” A veteran who had lost his ears boasted particularly powerfully.

 It's a pity that all the old brothers sitting next to him know his details.

Someone exposed it mercilessly, "Haha, Brother Sun San, don't brag. It's the Marquis's ability to kill two people with one blow! His sword is long and sharp, so it's the easiest to do. Our waist knife can do it." Cutting off a barbarian’s head is good if the bones are not stuck!”

"That's right, that's right! Our knives back then were not very good, they are not as sharp and strong as the waist knives of these guys today. My eyes turned red with envy when I looked at them!" Others also agreed.

Sun Laosan was not convinced and was about to yell again, but someone came in the door.

Everyone turned their heads to look over, but they laughed and stood up one after another.

 “Commander Wei, you are finally ready to go out!”

“Er Niu, haha, you are no longer busy at home raising your grandson!”

 “What a rare, rare visitor, you come here to brag with us!”

 Wei Erniu was the commander of the bodyguards of the Marquis back then. In terms of toughness and bravery, he was definitely among the top three.

But these years, he stayed in the new village and took everyone to protect Broken Gold Beach. He had enough to eat and drink every day, and he didn't have to work hard, so he would inevitably gain weight.

 If nothing else, his belly is bigger than that of a woman who is five months pregnant!

 He was now wearing a thin satin suit and an official hat. He looked like a wealthy businessman, and his smile was harmless. While bowing to his old brothers, he joked, "You are bullying me for being good-tempered now, but I just had a grandson last month. I was lazy at home all day and delayed drinking with you. You are really heartless to hurt me like this! I should have known better." If you do this, I won’t bring the cart of jade melons outside the door!”

Everyone immediately became excited and shouted.

 “Haha, you actually brought a jade melon!”

"That's right, I told you earlier! I told you earlier that I wouldn't have ignored you. It would be so fun to eat melon!"

With these words, more than a dozen people at the door ran out, and each person came in with two jade melons in his arms.

The boys also smiled and took the knives from the kitchen and helped open the jade melons from table to table.

After a while, everyone was holding the jade melon and eating happily.

Wei Erniu also caught a big piece, chewing on it while scolding his old brothers.

“It’s just you, there’s no limit to your enjoyment! Counting thirty years ago, no one came back from the battlefield with half-disabled arms and legs, and still lived like this!

"Just this jade melon, it costs twenty taels of silver each. The owner specially asked me to bring a cart over, which costs a hundred taels of silver! I felt so distressed all the way that I almost shouted to sell it!"

 Everyone laughed and quarreled with him.

“So you are just the head guard and cannot be the master’s house because you are not generous! The master’s family cares about us and we are happy! It’s not okay for you to be jealous!”

"That's right, that's right! People in our village say that if I had known if I had followed Hou...to fight with my master's family, I would have had food and clothing for the rest of my life. He even sent his son into the Northern Expeditionary Army!"

Some people looked at the people upstairs and downstairs and asked in a low voice, "How is the master's health recently and where does he live? Is there anyone who needs our help?"

Hearing this, the others looked eagerly at Wei Erniu.

Of course Wei Erniu knew that the master they were referring to was the Marquis, so he smiled and waved his hands, "Don't worry, the master is fine. I heard that he went out with the princess a while ago to go sightseeing. I don't know. No matter where you go! Don’t worry, our master will not be bullied no matter where you go!”

That's true, unless anyone dislikes his long life!

Everyone nodded and started eating with a smile again.

Soon, the sun climbed above the head, and the wine and food were served.

Wei Erniu looked at the account books and had an idea of ​​the situation of his old brothers.

 For example, how many people have received subsidies, and how many people have suffered from old problems such as leg pain.

 In the end, he took a random bite and planned to go home to raise his grandson.

“Brothers, eat and drink enough, go home early. Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival, don’t be greedy for evil. Be careful if someone unclean comes home with you!”

 He gave a few instructions and then stood up.

Everyone curled their lips in disdain and waved their hands away.

 “Go back quickly and don’t say such embarrassing things!”

“That’s right, the number of people who died under me is not a hundred, but eighty! Even if there are ghosts, they will scare me away when they see me!”

 “Haha, that’s a good thing!”

 Wei Erniu shook his head, cursed a few words of "kill" and quickly retreated.

 The remaining veterans laughed as if they had won the battle, and then raised their glasses together.

“Come, brothers, respect this peaceful and prosperous age, respect our master’s family for peace and ease, respect our past, and respect the invincible army of the Northern Expedition!”

 “Cheers! Cheers!”

"cheers!"

Hundred or ten people clinked glasses together, and after drinking the spicy liquor, the glory of the past was not blurry in their minds, but became clearer!

 The hero is old and has regrets, but not sadness.

This world has not let them down, lying in the snow and drinking ice, with strong bones.

 They shed blood, but not tears after all!

Today’s update is here~

 (End of this chapter)