Chapter 410 Xiaofeng

The chopped cabbage is thrown into the pot and boiled, add a little lard and salt, and it is considered cooked.

At this time, the rice was already out of the pot, and Zhu Si took out the food box and put a bowl of rice and a bowl of cabbage into the food.

Zhu Si handed the food box to the boy: "What's your name?"

The young man hurriedly took the food box that Zhu Si handed over and replied with a smile, "My name is Xiaofeng."

Seeing his thin appearance, Zhu Si couldn't bear it in his heart, "Are you hungry? It's still early, you can eat first and then deliver food."

Xiaofeng looked at the steaming white rice in the cauldron and swallowed hard, "No, no need, I'll come back to eat after delivering the rice."

Zhu Si was not reluctant, nodded and said: "Alright, you go, go and come back quickly."

Xiaofeng responded again and again, turned around and left with the food box.

Zhu Si saw Hu Feng staring at Xiaofeng's back in a daze, and sighed: "This child is really pitiful, he was sent to the military camp at such a young age, and he is so thin, he must have never had enough food at home, it's really too bad. Go down, and this is the time to join the army."

Hu Feng frowned and turned to look at the cabbage that was just cooked in the pot, as if talking to Zhu Si, but also as if talking to himself: "In this world, as long as the family can live on, who would be willing to join the army? Skull, blood, it sounds good to protect the family and protects the country, but it sounds bad, who is going to die for? Who knows?"

"Most of the people who come to join the army are to come to the barracks to eat and eat. Rather than starve to death in their hometown, it is better to come here to fight, maybe they will be able to return alive, at least there is a glimmer of hope."

Zhu Si also looked sad: "Yeah, who said no? I came to join the army just for my son. If we don't have the 10 taels of silver, we can talk about whether our family can survive this winter."

Hu Feng's brows became tighter and tighter, his hands beside him clenched into fists, his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

In the past, when he was still Chu Yan, when he was still the high-ranking King of Jin, he never knew what the suffering in the world was. He never thought that in this world, there are so many people who can't even eat I was full, and I never thought that so many people would die from hunger and cold every day.

He once thought that the soldiers in the army came to join the army to defend their families and the country, and they all came to defend the enemy to show their ambitions. He thought he really knew those brave warriors very well.

It was not until today that he realized that he, Chu Yan, was always the King of Jin in front of them, and he was always the commander of the three armies. They were never equal in front of him, how could he, how dare he tell his innermost words he?

Some things can only be understood by personal experience, what is hunger, what is poverty and despair!

Three years ago, he fell from the cloud where the noble prince was, fell into the mud of the world, and struggled in the mud pool with the people living at the bottom of the world. Now, although he has regained his former memories, he has no There is no way to be the Chu Yan of the past.

"What are you stunned for?" Zhu Si pushed Hu Feng's arm: "Don't be stunned, someone has come to get food."

The battalion began to get busy, and the hot meals were pulled away by wheelbarrows one after another. They had to wait for the soldiers in the eight camps they were in charge of to have received the meals, and then they could eat what was left.