There is a large mountain bag behind Zuo Xiaowei's big camp schoolyard. Wu Zheng asked people to go to the mountain to cut logs and build a row of houses on it as the barracks.
When Wang Xiaoer saw this row of barracks, he felt a little familiar, because these houses were almost built in the shape of Shenmuzhai. The largest Juyitang was turned into a Jietang here, and the order of the houses on both sides was almost the same. The difference is that the blue brick house in the stockade has become a wooden house here.
There is no way. If all bricks are used, it would be too much of a budget. Wu Zheng can’t use his family property to repair Wu Heng's barracks. If he wants to repair it, he will have to wait for Zuo Xiaowei to make money before repairing it. Now Just make do with a wooden house.
Fortunately, veterans like Bihang Youzi are all masters of Lizhai. These wooden houses seem simple but they can also be airtight. Compared with their previous shack, they are not one or two grades stronger. .
Down the slope on the stone road, the big wooden house next to the Jietang is Wu Zheng’s barracks here. When you enter the door, you will see a fire in the ground. The firewood in the chamber is so high that there are some sparks from time to time. There was a crackling explosion in the flames.
Wu Zheng was sitting next to the fire hall, but he was prying the firewood with the tongs. After a closer look, he found that he was simmering a pot of tea, and he could still smell a faint smell of milk.
Shen Sandao next to him, his face flushed with the fire, he smirked at this side.
Yang Xiaoer walked over and said, "Yang Er has seen my uncle!"
"Come on! Sit, your brothers don’t need to be so cautious. Huh! Bring a friend? This is... "
"Students lost the plum blossoms and met Wu Hou!" said plum blossoms modestly.
Shen Sandao next to him heard it, but he laughed out loud, and looked up and down at the public lose plum blossoms. It was a dazed look. It seemed that he couldn't understand how a big man got such a weird name.
In the public defeat, the plum blossom didn’t care at all about Shen Sandao’s unconcerned look. Since childhood, he didn’t know how many people had seen it like this. He did not sink more than Shen Sandao, and less than he sank Sandao a lot. . His face was calm, waiting for Wu Zheng to speak.
Wu Zheng also took a look at him and said, "Are you a public loser? It's not appropriate to claim to be a student in front of me, right?"
Meihua said: "Wu Hou is at the pinnacle of organ skills. The students want to worship Wu Hou as their teacher, and they also ask Wu Hou to become a master."
Wu Zheng was stunned, this guy is also straightforward! I couldn't help but look at Yang Xiaoer next to him, meaning it was very clear that this is how your second person blows me in front of him, why this guy will worship me as a teacher when he sees me
Yang Xiaoer smiled embarrassingly: "Auntie, the little ones are not nonsense, saying that from smelting to farming, from weapons to winter clothes, which of these things we currently have in Shenmuzhai, which is not your masterpiece. The little ones are for the public losers. To tell the truth, I brought him here today. He just said that he wanted to come to visit the next uncle. He had been entangled with the young man for half a month because of this. The young man was unable to do anything that he could do, so he brought him here. Who knows him, he will come with me when he meets, if I knew I would not bring him here."
After speaking, Yang Xiaoer took a dark look at the public loser plum blossoms.
The club loses the club, but his face is not red and his heart is not beating: "Brother Yang counts me as sorry for you this time, but if I don't say that, can you bring me here?"
Yang Xiaoer took a strange look at the Gonglu Meihua. He knew that this product was a straight guts, but he didn't expect it to be so straight. What he said was completely irrespective of other people's feelings!
"Do you want to worship me as a teacher?" Wu Zheng asked.
Meihua nodded and said, "Yes, please also Wu Hou Chengquan."
Wu Zheng smiled slightly and said: "As far as I know, your public losers are known as the authentic art of the world's institutions. You are also a public loser. There is no need to be so close and beg far to worship me as a half-tone teacher!"
The public loser Meihua said: "My public losers claim to be the authenticity of the world's organs, but that was before, and now they all only want to be officials, and they still want to study what organs."
The public loss of Meihua wanted to be a fire gun, but his old man sent him to be a prisoner to the princes and princesses to build ships. Wu Zheng had heard about this before, but isn't this kid called the public loser? Why is there a flower character suddenly
"Are you sure you really called the public lose the plum blossom?" Wu Zheng asked.
After losing to Meihua for a while, it was a little strange why Wu Zheng suddenly entangled with his own name, and said: "My father originally gave the students the name Meihua,... (End of this chapter)