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Chapter 17

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    The deputy general moved his lips and finally suppressed what he wanted to say.

    "Where can I run? I have no money!" Zhao Xixeng tried to force his way in while trying to reason with him.

    He held his sword in front of Zhao Xigong. Zhao Xigong still walked forward with his neck stiffened. He was unmoved at all and was determined not to let Zhao Xigong go out.

    Zhao Xixeng curled his lips, sat on the chair, and suddenly asked him, "Have you eaten?"

    The deputy general was startled, but he shook his head obediently, thinking that she didn't want to leave, so he put away his sword.

    Zhao Xixeng grabbed the sticky fire spoon on the plate and took a bite. The white and translucent glutinous rice skin on the outside faintly revealed the purple bean paste underneath. The glutinous rice on both sides was roasted golden. When he took a bite, he pulled out a long and soft glutinous rice.  The silk is thin, revealing the steaming and sweet red bean paste.

    This is the dinner that Zhao Xichang originally brought to the deputy general, but the deputy general refused to be a good person and insisted on learning to be a dog like Wei Li.

    Although she was full in the kitchen just now, it was more than enough for her to eat a few more.

    The lieutenant general's stomach made a buzzing sound. He covered it to cover up his stomach and tried his best to look away from the fire-sticking spoon in Zhao Xixeng's hand.

    "Since you want to watch me, then be sure to keep an eye on me and don't leave even half a step away."

    Zhao Xiheng ate the last bite in his hand and analyzed it carefully with him.

    "Look, if you go down to look for food, you are afraid that I will run away and you have to take me with you. Then no one will be watching your master. Although you said that he will be able to get up the day after tomorrow, he is very weak now.  It is very dangerous for such a weak person to lie alone. But if you don't take me with you when you are looking for food, you also know that your master took me by force. If you can't save me, you wiped your master's neck and ran away. This is not  No. Or if you ask me to help you get food, that¡¯s even more impossible"

    Wei Li was lying very calmly, his body wrapped in a blood rice dumpling.

    But the dream is not peaceful.

    He was only a teenager at that time, maybe eleven or twelve?  Maybe so.

    Of course, he himself doesn¡¯t know how old he is, and neither does anyone else. He doesn¡¯t even have a name or nickname. Who would remember how old a dog, a pig, a sheep, or a cow is this year?  Where do they name it?

    Of course he was surrounded by people like him, so he didn't think it was strange.  They live in a man-made cave and live on a border with a group of wild dogs.

    The iron door creaked, and a live sheep was thrown in from outside.

    The wild dogs rushed to grab the meat one after another, and Wei Li also rushed forward.

    He killed several wild dogs and companions, and bit open the throat of the sheep.

    The blood was hot and salty, giving him strength again.

    The remaining wild dogs and their companions shrank back into the shadows in fear.

    The dream keeps sinking, sinking, sinking into the bottomless abyss, as if it is wrapped in a sticky web.

    Wei Li is conscious. He knows that he is now the Wei Li of the 10th generation, and should not be the 11th and 12th Wei Li.

    And Wei Li, who is eighteen or nineteen years old, is no longer in this humiliating state.

    But his body still acted uncontrollably according to the trajectory in the dream, or in other words, he acted in his memory.

    He tore open the sheep's chest with his bare hands and accurately found the sheep's hot liver.

    Even though this is something he has already experienced, and those who have witnessed this kind of unhappiness are almost dead, he can't help but become angry. His thoughts are furious, his actions are still uncontrollable, and his white teeth are biting the fat.  Piping hot liver.

    "Go away, bastard, Wei Li, stop it! Who allows you to have such dirty dreams again? Go away! Throw it away!" The consciousness is roaring needlessly. If it can be turned into reality, it should be  How deafening.

    His mind and body were torn in half, tears oozed from the corners of Xiao Weili's dirty eyes, and the whites of his eyes were scarlet.

    There was a sudden noise outside the cave.

    "I am a princess, you can't order me."

    "I am a princess, you can't order me."

    Two voices spoke in unison, one was that of a little girl, sharp and high-pitched, confident and even domineering; the other was like a voice from outside the world, gentle and soft, mysteriously overlapped, and even the pause beat was exactly the same.

    The surrounding things turned into dust one by one, and the golden foam floated towards the bottomless underground.

    With a "dong" sound, Wei Li's body fell back to the ground from the dream of nothingness and shame.

    "I'm a princess, you can't order me. Besides, the store owners are all asleep, so even if you haven't had dinner, you can only"?, the bottom is wrapped with green perilla leaves. The perilla leaves are steamed at high temperature. The special aroma gives the glutinous rice a soul, with the fragrance of plants. It is sweet and glutinous but not greasy. It is far more crystal clear than yesterday's sticky fire spoon.  Mouthwatering.

    Zhao Xicheng suffered from gastrointestinal indigestion after eating sticky fire spoon last night. She would never dare to eat more of this kind of food, so she only tasted it symbolically.

    The landlady heard that she had eaten too much food last night, so she specially made barley tea for her, which can strengthen the stomach and aid digestion, and the aroma goes straight to the sky.  Zhao Xheng huddled beside the stove, happily warming his hands and feet, and then drank tea.

    "Walk slowly."

    ¡°There¡¯s no need to send the young man off, it¡¯s only a few steps, go back quickly.¡±

    The sound of conversation between the doctor and the deputy general was heard, and Zhao Xichang turned to look over.

    Since Wei Li is awake, should she make a show of going to see him?  If you don't show some concern, what if he gets better again and causes trouble for you?

    "Go and take a look. The medicine has been changed, and you're not afraid to see your brother's bare shoulders." The landlady brought a bowl of small lump porridge to her from the pot, "Your brother hasn't eaten all day.  Come on, give him some porridge."

    ?? Xiaozhaizi porridge is a porridge cooked with peeled corn ground into gravel-sized particles. Zhao Xisheng held it in his hands and pinched his earlobes to cool down.

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    Mom: This young man is very thin-skinned!  How can you still fight with dogs every day?

    Guard Dog Thief:

    Barley tea is really delicious!  It smells like coffee!  Generally, small restaurants in Northeast China will give you a pick.

    I have a bad gastrointestinal condition. Sticky things will get stuck in my stomach and cannot be digested. The sticky mice just out of the pot are really as crystal clear as jade qaq (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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