Veteran Wen slowly moved his head back and said to the little boy: "Young master, if anyone asks you, just say that Lao Nu is your grandfather and you are my grandson. Do you remember?"

The little boy nodded and then said, "Grandpa Wen has always been my grandfather, Grandpa Wen, where is my father?"

Old Wen sighed when he heard this, he regretted that he had tried his best to dissuade the general and prevent him from entering the palace, they would not have fallen into such athletics at this moment.

But who could have thought that King Wen was willing to sacrifice his life and even take the general's life.

King Wen is worthy of being a king of a generation. His forbearance and courage are admirable.

The general died and his son was young. At this time, the general's mansion was covered with loose sand, and he was afraid that he would have to be eaten.

The only thing he could do now was to take the general's blood and leave the royal city and go to the two cities close to the wilderness. Where was his foundation and reorganize the general's old subordinates.

Veteran Wen turned his eyes to the distance, but saw several streams of light flying through the sky, facing the wilderness.

Mr. Wen knew that it was not that easy to go to the wilderness.

Da da da da da!

A team of cavalry rushed from far to near.

Seeing the old and two young men, he stopped. The leader of the Zhuque Camp, shouted: "Stop."

The loud shout scared the little girl tightly hugged Mr. Wen's thighs, hid behind Mr. Wen, and secretly looked at the Nash-Chief of the Zhuque Camp.

However, the little boy was not afraid and looked at the leader of the Great Suzaku Camp with his big eyes open.

Mr. Wen was shocked and hurriedly pulled the little boy over, sent a message to him, and taught the little boy how to do it.

The little boy was reluctant, looked at Nashi Chang and snorted coldly: "Why are you blocking our way and looking for death?"

Boss Wen was shocked and hurriedly pulled the little boy, slapped him in one mouth, and said angrily: "You little bastard, why are you talking to Jun Ye?"

After being slapped by Mr. Wen, the little boy was stunned and thumped on the muddy ground.

Mr. Wen ignored the little boy and quickly said to the cavalry of the Zhuque Camp: "Several soldiers, the children are not polite, so please ask the two soldiers to spare his life."

The cavalry of the Zhuque Camp ignored it and jumped down and turned the little boy over.

The rain washed the little boy's cheek, and the tender cheek was exposed.

The head of the Zhuque Camp took out a portrait, compared it for a while, and frowned slightly.

"Head, isn't it?" said a soldier from the Suzaku Camp behind him.

Shi Chang looked at Mr. Wen and asked, "It's raining heavily. What are you going to do with your two children alone?"

Old Wen bowed his hand, then coughed lightly: "Hey, this is impossible. I can't survive in the royal city anymore. I'm going to leave the royal city and go to the countryside to make a living. But who would have thought that this heavy rain suddenly came from the heavenly general, we were not prepared at all, cough cough!"

"Mr. Jun, can you please come and go for a while?" Mr. Wen said slowly.

"Ha... I think about this old man. After a while, we don't want to do things?"

When the chief of the Zhuque Camp heard this, he threw the little boy down, flew to the back of the flame leopard, and searched in the distance.

"Let's go." Nash gave the order and led the remaining nine cavalrymen from the Suzaku Camp to the distance.

After the people from Zhuque Camp walked away, Mr. Wen helped the little boy up and woke him up.

Mr. Wen knelt in front of the little boy with a pounce and said, "Major General, I have no choice but to do it just now, and I also ask the Major General to sue him."

The little boy looked at Mr. Wen, clenched his fists, and finally snorted and walked towards the distance.

Mr. Wen pulled the little girl and hurriedly followed the little boy's footsteps.

Mr. Wen observed the little boy's every move and sighed in his heart: "I am worthy of being the general's son. His temper is so similar to that of the general."

In the rain, the old and the young were walking in the heavy rain.

Ah snee!

The little girl was very young and couldn't stand the invasion of the wind and rain, so she couldn't help but sneeze.

Mr. Wen felt very distressed when he saw this, but at this critical moment, he did not dare to input any spiritual power to the two children.

The little boy draped his clothes on his sister's head to help her keep her from the rain, while he held his upper body and was wet in the rain.

"Brother, I'm not cold, you wear it." The little girl said crisply.

"Your brother, I am a man. This rain just allows me to experience it." The little boy patted his chest.

Ah snee!

The little boy couldn't help but sneeze.

Seeing this, Mr. Wen touched his beard and was very satisfied with the little boy's appearance.

However, he could not let the two young masters wear it like this.

"Go!" At this time, a roar came from afar.

When Mr. Wen looked at it, he saw a carriage stuck in the mud. How could the driver who drove the carriage be unable to get out of the mud?

Mr. Wen glanced at the carriage, moved his heart, and stepped forward and said, "Little brother, do you need help?"

"Go away, don't you see I'm busy?" The guy who drove the car wiped the rain from his face and whipped the deer and Shu beast with a whip.

"Damn it, I'm still fine when I went out in the morning. Why is it raining heavily now?" the guy cursed.

At this time, Mr. Wen said slowly: "Little brother, you can't drive it out like this."

The coachman glanced at Mr. Wen and sneered: "I said you damn old man, didn't you let you get out?"

The little boy beside him said angrily: "Damn dog slave, how are you talking?"

The coachman was angry when he heard this, raised his whip and was about to whip the little boy. At this time, a woman holding an umbrella in the rain curtain beside him said, "Li San, stop."

The coachman named Li San stopped. The woman looked at the old man and then looked at the little boy. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then said to Mr. Wen: "Old man, what can you do to get this car out of the quagmire?"

Mr. Wen bowed slightly, then slowly said, "You can give it a try, I wonder if there are ropes on the car?"

"Li San, can we bring a rope with us?" the woman asked.

Li San glanced at Mr. Wen, then slowly said, "Back to Mrs., some."

"Cook it." said the lady.

There was also a little girl with small braids beside the lady. At this moment, her big eyes were looking at the little boy curiously.

Seeing this, the little boy glared at the little girl with braids and said viciously: "What are you looking at?"

The little girl with a whip opened her eyes wide and pinched her waist and said crisply: "I'm watching the chicken that fell."

"You, who did you say is the chicken that fell into the soup?" the little boy said angrily.

"It's you. Look at your virtue, your hair is wet and you don't even have clothes left. You are not only a chicken but also a chicken without hair, a chicken without hair, hahahaha." The little girl clapped her hands and mocked the little boy.

"You...you...you are arrogant." The little boy was furious.

The little girl grimaced at the little boy. The more angry the little boy became, the more excited he became. He pointed at the little boy and teased, "It was obviously a hairless chicken, but it was so fierce, just a little bit."

The woman heard this and scolded her softly: "Yue'er must not be rude."

The woman looked at the little boy carefully and looked at his eyebrows. She saw that his conversation was not like that of an ordinary child. However, she looked at the little boy's bare shirt and looked at the clothes on the head of the little girl next to her. The woman had a little more affection for the little boy.

At this time, Li San came over and took the rope over.

"Li San, give the rope to the old man." The woman said.

"Here, take it." Li San snorted.

"Thank you." Mr. Wen respectfully took the rope.

Then he began to break branches from the road.

Mr. Wen was weak in energy and had a very difficult time. Seeing this, the woman ordered: "Li San, go and help."

Li San muttered, and finally had to help.

Li San drew out a long sword, and it seemed that he was cutting down trees.

After a while, a lot of branches were cut off. Mr. Wen said: "Little brother, please cut each branch into a foot of length."

"Old guy, what the hell is it?" Li San cursed.

"Li San, do what the old man said." The woman said.

Li San snorted lightly and started chopping again, slashing while slashing.

Soon, the wooden sticks were chopped down one after another. The old general Wen fixed the wooden sticks to the wheel with ropes, and the entire wheel looked three or four times thicker.

"Little brother, let's try again." Old Wen smiled.

"Can this work?" Li San frowned, but with a whip, the deer and Shu beast neighed, and the carriage really came out of the mud.

There is no big difference when walking in the mud, like walking on dry land.

"The car is out." The little girl clapped her hands and shouted OK.

The woman stepped forward and said respectfully, "Thank you, old man. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't know what to do. You really think you are full of wisdom."

Mr. Wen laughed and said, "Madam, you are polite. The old man has no ability, so he has experienced more things."

The woman smiled and said, "Old man, get in the car and don't get wet in the rain."
Chapter completed!