Nine Hundred and Sixty Eight Good Days

A truck stopped at the intersection of an unnamed town in the south of the Alan Hill Empire. A man wearing a stained casual pullover stepped forward with a smile on his face.

This is a real smile, the kind of smile that one can tell at a glance that the other party is really satisfied with the status quo at this moment.

"Hey! Robert... Nice to see you." The Elland Hill soldier who was driving jumped out of the car. He patted the shoulder of the man who came over, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed gave it to the other party.

The man named Robert was also polite. He took the cigarette handed over by the other party with a smile, put it in his mouth and moved to the other party's side. With the other party's lighter, he lit the cigarette and took a puff comfortably.

He likes this feeling, a mist with a burning sensation enters his lungs, then stimulates his nerves, and finally brings him endless aftertaste and pleasure...

In fact, he only learned the skill of smoking a few days ago. Although he looks like an old smoker now, in fact, when he first came into contact with this thing, he would cough for a long time after taking a puff.

In addition to bringing miraculous anti-plague medicines, the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire also brought countless miraculous things to this small town that had never been exposed to modernization.

For example, in just a few days, the children in the town learned about a magical candy called chocolate. They love the candy and will do anything to get it.

These children will shine shoes for the soldiers of Elland Hill who arrived here in groups, help the soldiers carry things, or simply stand there and act cute... In short, they will get some rewards: there are fruit candies, there are chocolate.

Similarly, the common people here know that there is a magical food called instant noodles, and that there is a super delicious thing called canned food in this world.

Every day, the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire will distribute some food as a reward, encouraging people here to exchange their labor for these rewards. The civilians here are also used to working, and they feel that they are living a life that they can only dream of.

So they were all working hard, subconsciously even a little afraid that the soldiers who gave them food would suddenly leave the next day.

Of course, there are many reasons why these civilians or refugees are worried about the departure of these Elland Hill Empire soldiers.

For example, they obtained a lot of clothes donated by the North, which are really precious to these refugees.

They got a lot of solid warmth at once,

He also brought a little trendy clothes, which made the refugees here improve their happiness in a short time.

These people had fled all the way here, and their original family assets, including the things they used for life, were all lost.

As a result, after these refugees settled down, they found that they had nothing in their hands, such as houses, furniture, clothing, food... These things all reduced the sense of belonging of these refugees.

But now, the Alan Hill Empire has sent many necessities of life, and these necessities have given these refugees the courage to continue to survive.

Encouraged by food and clothes, the men in this small town have buried more than 3,500 corpses of all the people who died of the plague nearby. They were piled up randomly and looked so scary.

Now, on a hillside next to the town, the living people buried these corpses. The hillside is now densely packed with small mounds, and it has become a neat-looking cemetery.

Some of these corpses even had tombstones. These were the dead who still had living relatives. After identification, they were buried in a place closer to the town, so that people could worship and visit later.

In addition, the living civilians also built more than 20 kilometers of roads. They leveled the dirt roads and helped the soldiers improve the roads with asphalt.

The small town now has a good road, and because of this road, the supply here has become very convenient.

Ever since, more weird things were brought in by the soldiers of the army, including iron pots and pans, and messy daily necessities, including daily necessities such as soap.

Even, with sufficient transportation capacity, the governing hall in the town even allocated a bus and established a temporary gas station.

Seeing the oil tank trucks unloading the oil tanks, the bulldozers began to level some old abandoned buildings, the whole town was being remodeled, and it looked brand new, full of vitality everywhere.

"How is your child?" The soldier who threw cigarettes to Robert leaned on his car door and asked about the refugee's son named Robert.

The clever little boy left a deep impression on him. Officer Brown always thought of this thin boy very much, and often arranged for the soldiers of the transport team to bring him food.

Now this little boy is no longer thin and thin, because he has eaten a lot of meat and candy recently, he has gained a little weight and looks cuter.

Speaking of his own child, Robert became more energetic. The recent changes in his son, in his eyes, really made him extremely gratified.

Originally, his children had learned the etiquette that the most nobles could learn. His speech has also become clear and organized, and he no longer runs around when he goes home every day, and he will complete all kinds of homework assigned to him by the school.

These changes visible to the naked eye really pleased Robert. Now he often spares time to help the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire to complete more work, which is his way of repaying the country.

What makes him a little depressed is that if he works harder, Alan Hill will return him more things, which makes him a little uncomfortable, and feels that the friendship he owes cannot be repaid in this life.

What also makes him a little depressed is that many people have the same idea as him, and everyone will come to work for the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire when they have nothing to do, which makes it rare for him to get enough jobs.

In fact, everyone no longer knows who is helping whom. The soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire came to help them rebuild their homes, and it feels great that they are now helping the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire.

I just heard Robert boasting about his son in a lively manner: "It's not bad, his teacher is very capable, and I don't understand anything at all."

"Hahaha, don't talk about you. When I first came into contact with those things, I couldn't understand them!" The soldier laughed loudly after hearing Robert's words, as if thinking of his son: "My son This year, he is going to take the high school entrance exam...he is also very good!"

"He has a good father!" Robert praised from the bottom of his heart, "You are different from the city guards I know... You are all good people, the kind... I didn't believe in the existence of good people."

"What you said made me a little proud. Hahaha!" The soldier blushed slightly, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Two years ago, like you, I didn't believe what I'm going through now. Everything...but now I believe it."

"I believe it too! It's good to know you, Mr. Brown, and you, as well as many people who have helped us." Robert said seriously.

"In the past few days, I have attended an adult night school, and I have learned a few words. I want to become someone like you... This is another meaning of my life, and another meaning is to take care of my children, little Lol."

"That's really good. When I was learning, I also started with literacy." The soldier gave Robert another cigarette, and Robert waved his hand, indicating that he had already had a good time.

He has always insisted on the principle that everyone only smokes one cigarette at a time. This is one of the reasons why everyone takes good care of him. Everyone likes moderate people very much.

"This cart is yours... There are quilts and other supplies in it, things you are lacking..." The soldier took back the cigarette as expected, then pointed to the car behind him and said: "A full cart, Enough for you to survive the winter."

"Thank you so much...without you, Lore and I might have died." Robert said with emotion.

Throwing the cigarette butt at his feet, the soldier who drove up exhaled the white smoke in his nose: "There is nothing to thank or not to thank...you are always the one who saves you."

His words reminded Robert of his wife, the wife who fled together, escaped the pursuit of the devil together, and persisted together until a few months ago, the wife who died of illness in the plague.

He really missed the woman who used to be strong and strong, but was pale and thin when she passed away, and couldn't even speak clearly.

"It would be great if you came a few months earlier..." Robert said after a while after thinking of his wife, the woman who had nothing to do with beauty.

In this world, or in the former world, only aristocratic women can have a slender waist and fair skin.

The best state for women in the country is to have a big waist and a round figure, so that they can help with labor and give birth to offspring in a relatively safe way.

So Robert's wife is actually not beautiful, but she supported the family with him during the most difficult time.

"Don't think too much about it! Robert! You are doing well now, and this is already the greatest comfort to your wife." The soldier of the Alan Hill Empire comforted him, and then walked to the back of the carriage and opened the back door. The door of the carriage: "Come and help!"

"Okay!" Robert nodded, threw away the cigarette butt, and walked over. He hugged a stack of wrapped quilts from the car, and the thick and soft feeling made him feel so warm that he wanted to cry loudly.