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

Snapped.

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

But……

"Master, since the eldest lady has been found, why haven't you recognized your ancestor and returned to your clan?"

Liu Sheng laughed suddenly 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 when 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 doesn't he believe it so much?

Who is the Duke of the State? How can someone who grew up with the Emperor and hold great power be afraid? !

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

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 crop and rushed out like lightning.

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

Shen Nian didn't know yet that the uninvited guest was about to visit.

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

Seeing the new and unfamiliar village, the visitor froze on the spot, his face full of confusion.

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

He scratched his itchy head, which had not been shampooed for half a month, and said, "Did we take 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. Those who look at them are salivating...

Er Dao saw a few familiar faces with sharp eyes and affirmed: "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 own village. He did not participate in the speculation, but threw his luggage on his shoulders and walked towards the village at a fast pace.

After walking only a few steps——

"Woof woof woof!!"

"Woof woof..."

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

It doesn't attack people, it just bares 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 came to the village on weekdays. It was only the blood in Shen Yuansi and the others 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 breath when Dapeng called his name.

He looked back at the boy.

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

"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 with 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 lukewarmly, "Yeah."

The boy 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!"

Without waiting for anyone to react, he turned to look at his friends and said loudly: "Dapeng, Guoguo... are not bad people, they are brothers who went to defend their home and country and are back."

Hearing the younger brother who had the impression of being spoiled by his mother describe the group of them in this way, they looked startled and had a strange expression on their faces.

Doesn’t this kid 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 Yuan Si." Guo Guo ran to Shen Yuan Si and raised her round and white face to look at him.

Looks soft and cute.

But she opened her 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?"

Guoguo turned around and touched the big black dog's head and said, "...This is Dahei."

The person who asked the question chuckled, "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 always strong and strong.

Village Chief Shen's 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, her eyes red but with pride on her face, "My son went to the battlefield to kill the enemy and defend the family and the country. Mom is proud of you. My son is doing a good job."

Shen Yuansi was ashamed.

The coach is obsessed with using troops. These new recruits 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 these two people has no father or mother, and just wants to make contributions and support his clan; the other one is as brave as if he has 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 people, Dazhuang is the captain of thousands, and Er Leng is the captain of centurions.

Totally beat them up!

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

Da Zhuang found that the people in the tribe were much more energetic, and he was immediately relieved.

Prince Xiao did not break his promise.

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

Thinking about it, warmth showed in the eyes of the young man who looked like a murderous god on the battlefield.

After all, it was a battlefield, and the people we faced were rough and strong Beiling people. Some people survived and others died.

Zhuxi Village is doing relatively well, and 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 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-in-law do in the future..."

One after another, it was extremely shrill.

It's heartbreaking.