Chapter 330: Still Alive

"I'll reward you with another delicious five-blessings cake!" Xiao Bao said proudly. Read М

Ma Xin and Qing Yang looked at each other and laughed.

Xiao Bao looked at this and that, got angry, and stamped his feet: "Hmph, I won't give it to you! I'm going to find my mother and grandma! Hmph."

He ran away with a pout.

Ma Xin wanted to get him back, but the child ran so fast that he didn't get him.

"Grandma, grandma!"

Ma Mingwen had just finished talking to Siyuan and Siyuan when he heard Xiao Bao's voice and raised his mouth: "Hey, Xiao Bao."

Xiao Bao rushed to Ma Mingwen.

Ma Mingwen took him and picked him up.

Seeing the little child in his arms, Ma Mingwen felt a little satisfied.

"What do you want to find grandma for?"

"Xiao Bao brought delicious five-blessings cakes to grandma." He looked back to see if the maid had caught up.

"Five Blessings Cakes, they are delicious. Grandpa can't eat them normally. It's only because Xiaobao came that Grandpa can eat them."

"Is that right? Grandpa is benefiting from Xiaobao." Very proud.

"Yes, Grandpa should thank Xiaobao for letting Grandpa eat such delicious Five Blessings Cakes."

"Then I will give them all to Grandpa, not to Grandpa Ma and Uncle. Humph."

Ma Mingwen knew that there must be a reason when he heard it, so he teased him and made him happy.

Su Qing'an took Xiaobao to live in the Yuewang Mansion for several days.

Xiaobao was a little kid, and he was also smart. Every day, he made Ma Mingwen and Cui Yuying laugh. The two of them wanted to keep Xiaobao in the Yuewang Mansion.

Ma Mingwen personally touched Xiaobao's bones and muscles, and took him to practice boxing and feet. He liked this child more and more.

But the child was still too young. If he asked the child to stay, Su Qing'an could convince him, but Xiaobao might not be willing.

Ma Mingwen had to suppress his thoughts and decided to wait until Xiaobao was older.

Xiaodouzi and others also liked Xiaobao very much. They took him to the training ground every day, took him to ride a big horse, and took him to the street with him on their necks.

Xiaobao was happy every day, as if he didn't want to leave.

Every night before going to bed, this uncle said, that uncle said... Xiaobao kept talking.

Xiaobao was well protected by Su's father and mother in the mountains. He rarely looked so happy.

With so many men of the same age as his father protecting him, being held and lifted by them, riding on their necks, and taking him to play, Xiaobao looked like he had lost some of his pampered look.

It was completely different from being at home.

Su Qing'an looked at her son sleeping beside her. Maybe every boy needs his father's company during his growth.

Only with a father's guidance and a father's leadership can he grow into a real man.

But his father didn't know when he would be able to return to his child.

Xiaobao was almost four years old. She will soon be able to remember things, but she still doesn't know what her father looks like.

But the world is like this, and many people are worse off than her. She has been waiting in the cold kiln for many years, and she doesn't know how many years she has waited, but she has never been able to see her father and children.

Su Qingmei sighed. She covered her son with the quilt and fell asleep.

In a dilapidated land temple in the north, Lu Bocheng and Gou Wa were lighting a fire to keep warm.

Gou Wa used the dagger he carried with him to cut the frozen hard buns into several thick slices, pierced them with branches, and put them on the fire to roast.

Lu Bocheng also took one in each hand, put it on the flame, and turned it from time to time.

"General... Brother, how long will it take us to get out of Henan?"

"Soon. We can walk 80 miles a day now. When we get to the big city ahead, we can buy two horses and walk faster."

"Well. Do we have enough money?"

Lu Bocheng's men paused: "If not, we can buy one."

"Well, let's buy one." We can't go hungry. The feeling of being hungry is too uncomfortable.

Gou Wa put the baked and softened steamed bread slices into his mouth and found that they were a little tasteless.

Thinking of the dried meat he had eaten before: "I remember the dried meat my sister-in-law sent me that year. When I tear it with my hands and put it in my mouth and chew it, the taste... is so delicious."

After hearing what Gou Wa said, Lu Bocheng instantly felt that the steamed bread slices in his mouth were not fragrant.

He glared at him: "Can't you wait until I finish eating? How can I eat this?"

Gou Wa put the steamed bread slices in his hand under his eyelids, looked at them again and again, and couldn't eat it anymore.

Seeing that Lü Bocheng was also holding the steamed bread slice in a daze, he couldn't help but speak: "Brother, why don't we go back to find my sister-in-law and my eldest nephew. Don't you miss them?"

"Yes." Very much.

"Then..."

"I can't go back now. I have to avenge the marshal and the Fengxiang Army before going back. After I have avenged, I will return to the mountains to live a peaceful life with my wife and never come out again."

Gou Wa was silent.

"Brother, do you think we can succeed in revenge?"

Lü Bocheng put the steamed bread slice into his mouth and chewed it fiercely: "Yes. Definitely!"

"Yeah. Definitely."

Gou Wa also responded, put the steamed bread slice into his mouth and chewed it.

Suddenly, Lü Bocheng's ears moved: "Someone!"

He hurriedly used his feet to pick up a ball of soil, threw it on the fire, put it out in a few strokes, and then quickly took Gou Wa to hide in the dark.

"Hey, I saw a fire here just now, why is it gone now?"

"It must have been put out by someone."

"Are you so alert?"

"How can it not be strong? There are bandits everywhere now. If the common people are not alert, there will be no corpses."

A dozen people talked and walked to the extinguished fire to take a look.

Seeing that there was still firewood next to it, they used the fire starter they carried with them to light the fire again.

A dozen people sat around the fire and sighed in unison: "Alas, I don't know if the marshal and the general are still alive?"

"Captain, where do you think we should go to find them? The world..." is so big.

"Zhao Liang."

Hey, who called me?

Zhao Liang looked into the darkness and saw that the figure, hiss, looked familiar.

"General?"

"It's me."

"General? General! It's the general!"

"General, we finally found you!"

"General, are you still alive?"

A dozen people surrounded him.

Lv Bocheng's throat was blocked. Seeing that these former subordinates were still alive and appeared in front of him, he felt mixed emotions.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive."

"General, we are happy to see you alive, happy!"

"I am happy too."

"Where is the marshal?"

The dozen people saw that only the general and Gou Wa appeared, and there was no marshal, and they all had a bad premonition in their hearts.

"Marshal, the marshal died of his injuries, he is gone." As soon as Gou Wa finished speaking, he sobbed and cried.

When the soldiers heard it, they all knelt on the ground: "Marshal!"

Lü Bocheng also had tears in his eyes, raised his head and blinked away the tears, and helped them up one by one: "Get up. You can live, and the marshal will be happy."

"Marshal..."

When everyone calmed down, they all looked at Lü Bocheng: "General, what should we do?"