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

Snapped.

 Gui Fan slapped his head. It hurt. It was not a dream, it was real. The eldest lady had indeed been found!

But…

“Young Master, since the eldest lady has been found, why haven’t you recognized your ancestor and returned to your clan?”

Liu Sheng suddenly laughed and said lightly: "Worry arises out of love, fear arises out of love. Maybe my father is afraid?"

 Afraid that Shen Nian would not recognize him...

Liu Sheng's eyes darkened as he thought of some of the things he found out after entering Dali Temple.

If he found out that Zhizhi's disappearance was really related to Li Yuzhu, he would never spare her!

Gui Fan looked confused, "Will the Duke be afraid?"

 Why does he not believe it so much?

Who is the Duke of the State? A person who grew up with the Emperor holds great power. How could he be afraid? !

Liu Sheng looked at him coldly, "Who do you think your Duke is? Everyone is afraid, especially..."

 At a time of weakness.

Gui Fan pricked up his ears to listen, but his young master said nothing.

 …”Are you polite?

Liu Sheng didn't say anything more. With a whoosh, he waved his riding whip and rushed out like lightning.

 Sister, the third brother is here to take you home! -

Shen Nian didn’t know yet that the uninvited guest was about to arrive.

On this day, a group of dusty and embarrassed people stopped at the entrance of the village.

 After seeing the new and unfamiliar village, the visitor froze on the spot, with a confused face.

 The village chief’s second son Shen Yuansi’s originally fairly fair face was now dark and shiny.

He scratched his itchy head that had not been shampooed for the next half month and said, "Did we get the wrong road? Are you sure this is our village? Are these rows of blue brick houses real?"

The clean green brick courtyard is neatly distributed. In front of the house are patches of green vegetable gardens. Some have fruit trees planted in front of their homes. At this time, the trees are hung with fruits, which are red and plump. People who look at them are salivating...

 Er was stunned and saw a few familiar faces, and he confirmed: "That's right! I saw a few Dapeng..."

　　Although those little cubs have grown up a lot, their facial features have not changed much, at least they are still recognizable.

Da Zhuang, who had fled from famine, was most worried about the people in his village. He did not participate in the speculation. Instead, he threw his luggage on his shoulders and walked towards the village at a fast pace.

 Having not taken a few steps—

 “Woof woof woof!”

 “Woof woof…”

Several tall, strong, smooth-coated dogs appeared out of nowhere, lined up in a row and barked at the stranger who suddenly appeared.

It doesn’t attack people, it just shows its teeth and claws the ground hard with its front paws, trying to scare them away.

 In fact, these dogs would not be so vicious when outsiders come to the village on weekdays. It was only Shen Yuansi and the others who had blood in their bodies that made the dogs protecting the village nervous.

When the dog barked, the playful children came running over with weapons in hand.

Standing at a distance, watching the coming person warily.

The older Dapeng said with a straight face, "Who are you? What are you doing in our village? Leave quickly, or we will let Ah Huang and the others bite you."

The big dog named Ah Huang paused for a moment when Dapeng called his name.

 Look back at the young man.

Finding that Da Zhuang was still moving forward, he turned back, staring at him with his beastly eyes, and letting out a warning whimper from his mouth.

 “Well, woof—”

Dapeng was interrupted and frowned: "Huang, please be quiet for a while."

Ah Huang shut his mouth wisely, but his body was still in preparation for a bite.

at this time-

A young man also holding a wooden sword in his hand looked at the familiar figure in the crowd, widened his eyes, and shouted tentatively: "Is it the second brother?"

Er Leng recognized his biological brother a long time ago. He nodded coldly, "Yeah."

The young man didn't notice at all, with a bright smile on his face, he trotted forward past the dogs and stopped in front of his second brother, his voice full of excitement and happiness.

"It's really my second brother! My second brother is back!" Before anyone could react, he turned to look at his friends and said loudly: "Dapeng, Guoguo... he is not a bad person, he is an elder brother who went to defend his country. They are back."

 Hearing the younger brother who had the impression of being spoiled by his mother describe the group of them like this, he looked startled for a moment, with a strange look on his face.

This kid, doesn't he hate his second brother the most?

The Dapengs reacted and gathered around them one after another. With their eyes rolling, they looked carefully and recognized many familiar faces.

"It's true! This is brother Yuansi." Guoguo ran to Shen Yuansi and raised her round, white face to look at him.

 Looking soft and cute.

But he opened his mouth and gave him a knowing blow, "Brother Yuan Si has become so dark, even darker than Da Hei."

Shen Yuansi's eyelids twitched, he glanced at the large dog with pure black fur, and refrained from asking.

He didn't ask, but a companion who was watching the fun asked Guoguo narrowly, "Guoguo, who is Dahei?"

 Guo Guo turned around and touched the **** dog’s head and said, “...This is Da Hei.”

The person who asked the question deliberately laughed, "When did Yuan Si cease to be a human being?"

  Shen Yuansi: “…”

The two parties did not exchange a few words. After hearing the news, the villagers hurried to the entrance of the village.

 The person running at the front was the village chief who was strong and strong.

　　　Victor Shen's old eyes couldn't help but heat up when he saw his son with a full beard and tail.

Before he said a word, the village chief's wife behind him cried and hugged her son, "Yuansi, my son! You are finally back, but I'm worried about you..."

Shen Yuansi's eyes also turned red, "Mother, my son is unfilial."

"Who said my son is unfilial?" The village chief's wife let go of him, with red eyes but pride on her face, "My son went to the battlefield to kill the enemy and defend the family and country. Mom is proud of you. My son is doing a good job."

Shen Yuansi was ashamed.

  The commander is obsessed with using his troops. These new soldiers have not been on the battlefield a few times and serve as auxiliaries in the rear.

 Of course, except Da Zhuang and Er Leng.

One of the two has no father or mother, and just wants to make contributions and support his clan; the other is as brave as having no family, even if he has no family.

Facts have proved that those who dare to rush to the battlefield are not good people.

Now of these two men, Dazhuang is the captain of thousands, and Er Leng is the captain of hundreds.

　　Completely beat them up!

When the former village chief of the deserted village saw Da Zhuang coming back, he smiled with wrinkles on his face and patted the young man on the shoulder. The old man said happily: "You have grown taller and stronger! Okay, okay! Just come back!"

 Dazhuang found that the tribesmen were much energetic, and he was immediately relieved.

 The Prince of Xiao did not break his promise.

The people in Zhuxi Village didn’t break their promise either.

Thinking about it, the young man who looked like a **** of death on the battlefield showed warmth in his eyes.

After all, this is a battlefield, and the people we face are rough and strong Beiling people. Some people will survive and some will die.

 Zhuxi Village is doing relatively well, most of them have returned, but there are also two young men whose lives are not good and they left their lives on the battlefield.

“My son—” After learning that her son died on the battlefield, an old woman sat down on the ground and cried loudly, “Son, you are digging out my mother’s heart.”

 How happy the old woman was when she came running, but now her heart aches.

She grabbed her chest and beat it hard several times, trying to relieve the heart-wrenching pain, and she almost cried.

"My son is not even twenty yet..." the old woman cried hoarsely, "The Beiling barbarian who killed a thousand swords! My son, what will your mother do in the future..."

　One sound after another, extremely shrill.

 It makes people feel sad.