Being Scolded As a Loser? All the Big Guys In Beijing Are Rushing To Pamper Me

Chapter 139: Marching bag!

Chapter 139 Marching bag!

Shen Nian hit the nail on the head, "No matter how difficult it is for you, how can it be difficult for Uncle Er Leng to live in danger and hang his head on his waist?"

Er Leng Niang was speechless. She noticed the busy looks of the villagers and straightened the corners of her mouth in displeasure.

Shen Nian glanced at what Uncle Er Leng was wearing and the baggage he was carrying, and slightly raised the volume, "Uncle Er Leng's baggage is so flat. Isn't there even dry food in it?"

Er Leng has really become Er Leng at this time.

He stood in the snow blankly, his body stiff with cold, but a warmth surged from the bottom of his heart.

Like slowly flowing water, seeping into his body.

Ever since he became governor, no one has been around for a long time...

The woman who was sending her son off looked at Er Leng, she couldn't understand it, and said: "Er Leng mother, we are all mothers, even if a bowl of water is equal, we can't be so partial, it's a battlefield where lives are lost. , the child is very likely to..."

Her own children were also going, and she couldn't even say the words "I won't be able to come back."

　　After a pause, he continued: "At this time, you can't bear to be embarrassed for a while. Why, he is not your biological child?"

Others are whispering.

“Err, his mother is so partial.”

“No, that heart is made of stone.”

“It’s so chilling!”

…

Even the village chief frowned, obviously not expecting Er Leng Niang to be so cruel and ignorant.

Er Leng Niang’s face was red and her face was ugly.

The village chief opened his mouth and was about to say something when he heard Shen Er's voice from behind the crowd.

　　"Yield to everyone, give way to everyone in front of you, be careful with the car."

The people in the village were busy avoiding it.

“Shen Er, what are you doing?”

“We are doing business, why don’t you just push a cart and come here.”

Everyone was puzzled.

Shen Nian's eyes lit up and he walked over with Shen Kun.

“Dad, Mom, you are finally here. I was worried that you might not be able to catch up. The time is almost up, so hurry up and send things.”

Shen Er smiled and said, "That's impossible. Your dad and I are counting the time."

The villagers were confused, "What are you giving out?"

Shen Nian gave an explanation, "Issuing military bags."

“Marching bag? What is this?” The village chief had never heard of this thing.

Shen Er lifted the oilcloth on the wooden cart and saw one big bag after another on the cart.

“The bag carried by marchers, referred to as the marching bag, was the idea of my sister Nian.”

When he said this, Shen Er's eyes were as bright as flames and his face was proud.

As he explained, Shen Kun picked up a bag and put it on his body.

Shen is eating well and practicing martial arts as a young man. His body is getting stronger and stronger, his shoulders are broad, his arms are strong, and the military green bag on his back gives people an indescribable sense of security.

“This is so impressive.” The village chief praised it first.

Shen Kun grinned, showing his big white teeth.

Unload the bag, open it layer by layer, and introduce the contents.

“The first floor is a small space with flint and kettles inside.”

“The second layer is enough for you to eat for several days, and there is hot sauce on the side. On a snowy day, just eat it to keep your body warm.”

“The inner layer is a three-piece warm suit, which is a hat, gloves, and earmuffs...”

“There is a small bag at the end with various medicines in it. Brother Yuan Si’s bag has the name and usage of the medicine written on it. They are the same for everyone. If you feel unwell, you can ask him.”

…

After he finished speaking, everyone was a little unable to react.

This is not cheap.

Seeing that no one was moving, Shen Nian reminded: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and get the bags, one for each person. You have to set off immediately." The little general even looked here a few times.

“Each of us has this bag?” Er Leng asked with difficulty.

"Otherwise, my family wouldn't need so many bags." Shen Nian said nonchalantly.

Speaking of making a marching bag, it was a gossip at home a few days ago, and Shen Nian suddenly remembered to mention it.

It just so happens that the Shen family has always felt that after making a lot of money this year, they should 'spread' it out and save it for good fortune.

Shen Nianti’s marching bag comes at the right time.

So, Li Xiuniang and her people worked overtime to make it.

Shen Nian handed Er Leng a marching bag and said with a sincere look: "Uncle Er Leng, keep your bag well and come back alive."

Among those who were about to leave, only Er Leng had the thinnest luggage, and he was the only one who needed this camping bag the most. It was a life-saving thing for him.

Although Er Leng was taciturn, he had a clear mind and knew that the Shen family had shown him the kindness of rebirth. He said with emotion and solemnity: "Thank you, Sister Nian. I will remember the kindness of rebirth. I will remember it in my heart and will never forget it in this life."

Shen Nian didn't want to ask for anything in return, "Don't be so heavy. Uncle Er Leng just thinks that my family is benefiting the neighbors, so don't take it to heart."

She said this, but she was stunned but remembered it firmly in her heart.

Er Leng's mother saw Er Leng got the marching bag, greed flashed in her eyes, and she walked towards her son.

Seeing this, Shen Kun wanted to stop him, but Shen Nian pulled him back, "Second brother, don't go."

“But Uncle Er Leng’s marching bag is going to be snatched away.” Shen Kun’s voice was anxious, but he didn’t go directly without his sister’s permission.

Shen Nian didn't even look at it, and said in a very calm tone, "The marching package is in everyone's hands, and it belongs to them. They have the final say on how to deal with it."

If Uncle Er Leng stays at home regardless of his own life or death, that is his choice.

Shen Kun felt that what his sister said made sense, so he simply ignored her, but kept glancing over there.

After a while, he excitedly said to Shen Nian: "Sister Nian, Uncle Er Leng didn't give it to me, so he finally knew how to refuse."

A smile overflowed from Shen Nian's eyes, and his eyebrows brightened.

“This is a good thing.”

After handing out the marching bags, it was time to leave. The young general shouted loudly, asking those leaving home to take one last look at their relatives, then turned and walked towards the main army.

The villagers who were bidding farewell to their relatives were reluctant to leave and chased him for a mile before leaving with red and swollen eyes.

Shen Nian obviously found that the atmosphere in the village had become depressed, and even the dogs in the village had sensed the situation and stopped barking.

Shen family.

Shen Er sighed leisurely, "I enjoy the blessing of a daughter."

Otherwise, he is also on the team leaving home today, and it is not certain whether he will be able to come back.

Shen Nian raised the corners of his mouth and said, "It should be."

Shen Kun, who was riding horseback in the snow, said, "My sister is the great blessing of our family!"

Shen Gan looked away from his medical skills and nodded in agreement.

“My sister is a lucky star, and I am her younger brother.” Brother Man nodded as he spoke, as if he was convincing himself.

Shen Nian felt happy.

Just as we were enjoying ourselves, there was a sudden knock on the door.

“Who is it?” Li Xiuniang asked and went to open the door.

No one answered.

She was puzzled and opened the door.