Zhang Jin also began to take care of these three girls.

However, it is not his turn to water fertilizer and weeding. In Li Dingguo's words, this thing requires technical content. You don't know anything. Don't vomit me, the three girls, to death.

Therefore, he can only pick fat.

At this time, the three girls were only half a person tall. Seeing the feces he picked up and poured them under the tree, Zhang Jin at least felt that these three girls were more interesting than those Qiu Ba.

At least these three girls are not vulgar and they can't speak. But every now and then, seeing them grow new branches and leaves is enough to make Zhang Jin happy for a long time.

Zhang Jin is a scholar, and scholars have imagination. He even thought that Sanyatou is a child. Sometimes before sleeping, he was thinking about it. At night, will Sanyatou be cold?

She must not be allowed to starve to death.

Of course, soon, Zhang Jin also wrote a sign with his own hand and hung it carefully on the branches and leaves of Sanyatou.

Li Dingguo quipped and looked at it, but saw the sign saying: "Jisheng."

"What does Jisheng mean?"

"The unique knowledge of the past saints."

"A saint is a saint, why should he continue his knowledge?"

"You don't understand." Zhang Jin despised him.

Of course, he dared not reveal that Li Dingguo has a bad temper, and the third girl belongs to Li Dingguo theoretically. If he angers Li Dingguo, he might not be able to pick his brand and throw it aside.

Li Dingguo felt very confused at this time, but he soon became very happy again.

What does this matter? What sign does it matter?

People from the countryside don’t care about this.

But Zhang Jin is different. Zhang Jin cares about everything because in the eyes of scholars like him, everything is meaningful.

Li Dingguo is in the first level, and the grass and trees are grass and trees.

Zhang Jin is better than him, he is looking at the mountains rather than the mountains.

Of course, the two of them could not communicate together.

Zhang Jin felt very lonely here. Even though he gradually got used to the busyness here, he didn't have much time to think about more in-depth and complex things.

But he was still out of place with these Qiu Ba people, which was an unprecedented sense of loneliness.

He is like a warrior who sticks to himself, and everyone is drunk and I am awake alone.

In the orchard behind, some farmers occasionally come.

After all, this place is close to many farms, and although the military academy has built bamboo fences, it is difficult to have a boundary for bamboo fences.

Some farmers occasionally lie on the fence and look at the students inside enviously.

Every time this time, Li Dingguo was like a proud little rooster. He would occasionally make somersaults, causing the peasants outside to giggle.

Some fruits will be distributed in the military academy, but Li Ding hid them and secretly sent them some to eat.

Every evening, an old woman would drive the child home, and she would naturally say hello to Li Dingguo and the others. Whenever she talked about the coming harvest, she would smile, making the wrinkles on her face deeper, especially when she smiled and showed her yellow and black teeth. Although Zhang Jin wanted to repay the other party with kindness, she could not laugh.

Li Dingguo scolded him: "If someone laughs at you, you must laugh too, you..."

Zhang Jin lowered his head and said nothing.

The exercise began to become more stylish. Zhang Jin began to fold the quilt neatly and brush the boots shiny. He even wrapped his feet and bound his feet. Although he was still running behind the back during the morning jog, he would not fall too much.

Except for the cultural lessons that made him uncomfortable, everything was quite calm.

Once when I was in a cultural class, the instructor talked about Wang Shouren's deeds in pacifying the rebellion of King Ning.

Zhang Jin couldn't help but suddenly stood up and said, "Mr. I only talk about military merits, but I don't know that what Wang Saint has truly inherited from generation to generation and shines for generations is his true teachings of the mind. Since Mr. I should first talk about the body of the mind, what is the movement of the mind, what is conscience, and what is the investigation of things? If I don't talk about these things, I will only teach the rebellion of King Ning, wouldn't I feel ridiculous? I can't agree with it."

The instructor stayed for a long time, but he didn't expect... someone dared to be so bold.

Then he took Zhang Jin directly and sent him to the outside world to stand for punishment.

Although he was punished, Zhang Jin didn't care. He felt that he was not himself, but someone else.

but……

The accident came too quickly.

So unexpected.

That night.

At this turn of summer and autumn.

The weather is already stuffy.

Sudden……

A sharp bamboo whistle suddenly sounded.

Subconsciously, Zhang Jin and everyone were awakened.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jin discovered that the heavy rain was getting worse.

Tonight seems to be not a routine exercise, but an emergency situation.

The instructors of the teaching team shouted outside the camp: "Put on a straw raincoat, wear a straw hat, and set off."

Zhang Jin quickly began to pack up, fold the quilt, wrap it in oil paper, roll it up, carry a bag, and then check whether the large tea tank and weapons were in place on his body. Then he put on a straw hat and a straw raincoat.

When I rushed out of the barracks, there was a heavy rain outside, lightning and thunder.

The clamor of the sudden rain could no longer tell the sound of the human voice.

I could only use sharp whistles to distinguish the brigade where I was and then assemble.

In the mud, Zhang Jin stood with Li Dingguo, and then counted the number of people, and then... everyone started to set off.

That night, it was particularly difficult. After running in the mud for nearly half an hour, then... I arrived at a river embankment.

Under such dark nights and heavy rains, the mud on the river bank makes people particularly careful.

It was not until this time that Zhang Jin realized that tonight, in order to prevent the river from flowing back, not only did the people in the military academy go on, but even the servants in Xinxian all came out!

The task of the military academy is to keep a close eye on this relatively fragile river bank to prevent accidents. Once any flood situation occurs, it is necessary to immediately inform people downstream and organize evacuation.

On the other hand, try your best to block the gap with a sandbag for flood control. This gap cannot be completely blocked, but it can gain time.

It was a difficult night. In the face of the storm, the surging river rolling with a large amount of soil under my feet, which made people feel awe.

After two days of guarding the river bank, the weather finally cleared up.

It looks like a false alarm.

So the students started to return to school, and everyone was talking and laughing, and seemed very glad.

Zhang Jin's emotions also began to relax.

But in the evening, when he went to Houtou Orchard, he was shocked.

The third girl... has been blown down by the heavy rain, her leaves have turned yellow, and the broken leaves are mixed in the mud, and her torso has long been broken.

In the mud, there were only wooden signs of Zhang Jin and Li Dingguo.

The ink that read Jisheng was soaked in mud and lost its luster.

Zhang Jin rushed up and wanted to help Sanyatou's torso up.

But I can't help it.

It's over...

It's gone like that.

Zhang Jin's heart seemed to be sucked, and he felt an inexplicable discomfort.

Li Dingguo stood aside, said nothing, and then silently picked up his wooden sign.

After this day, Zhang Jin no longer had any nostalgia for this so-called military academy.

Nothing to do is gone.

During the morning slaughter, he just responded perfunctorily. On the evening of the next day, Li Dingguo came to him and said, "Go and plant the tree again."

Zhang Jin sneered, and he and Yi were lying on his couch, and he didn't even look at Li Dingguo. He said with contempt: "If you plant, you will fall down. What is the meaning of planting? What can you do to plant a tree? Can you continue the unique knowledge of the past saints? You don't even understand the way of a saint, mediocre... are just a group of maggots, foolish... unattainable..."

Li Dingguo was immediately furious. It was fine on weekdays, but Zhang Jin's words suddenly hurt him.

So Li Dingguo stepped forward directly, pulled his clothes viciously, almost lifting Zhang Jin up.

Zhang Jin glared at Liu Dingguo rebelliously: "You still want to hit me? Come on, beat me, you are just a group of reckless men. I am ashamed to be with you, your three girls... your three girls... so what if you spend so much effort to plant it? A heavy rain left nothing..."

Li Dingguo was furious, but suddenly said, "If it weren't for the sake of the Sanyatou, I would have to beat you to death."

Zhang Jin was not willing to be outdone: "The third girl died and she was not sad. It shows that you are such a reckless man..."

"Reckless man?" Li Dingguo's eyes turned red, but he pulled Li Dingguo's clothes suddenly, and pulled him out of the barracks, shouting: "Okay, I'm sad if you don't see me, right? Let me tell you what sadness is..."

He yelled while pulling Zhang Jin.

Many people surrounded him, and the team officer wanted to stop Li Dingguo.

Li Dingguo said angrily: "Don't stop me, I will go to confine myself later."

After saying that, Zhang Jin was pulled to the orchard by Li Dingguo and pulled to the bamboo fence: "What you are heartbroken is just the three girls, but no matter how the three girls are, it is just a fruit tree. But I tell you, it is not just a three girls who have suffered disaster. Look, open your eyes and look..."

At this time, Li Dingguo pointed his finger outside the bamboo fence, and his tone became more and more excited: "These sweet potato fields outside were destroyed by the heavy rain, and ten acres of land were washed away by the heavy rain. Do you know what this is? This is the damn grain! Without food... people will starve to death. My girl is blessed, she is starving to death..."

Speaking of this, Li Dingguo suddenly choked up and roared, "I planted a fruit tree, and it was also blessed. It was a rainstorm and there was nothing left. But... but... you open your eyes and take a look... This family... they were also affected by disasters. There were girls in their families... They were hungry, so they would rather die than be hungry anymore. You saw them working here with your own eyes. Now their sweet potato field is disaster and there is no food. Let me tell me, these "vulgar" people are not as profound as you think, and they only know what they should do. What should you let them do? You have the ability. Call out the saints you mentioned, and ask what should they do?"

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Chapter completed!