GBP Chapter 265 Little Brother
Chapter 265 Little Brother
After saying that, General Lin looked at Song Chunlin suspiciously and said vigilantly: "You want so many young and strong people, what do you want to do? I warn you, don't do things that you shouldn't do!"
Song Chunlin was so angry that he jumped up and punched him in the chest: "Can you put some good things in your head? Am I that kind of person? My family has so much land, can't I get some young and strong people to work as laborers and cultivate the fields?"
"Farmland? Now? Them?" General Lin asked three soul-searching questions, and the expression on his face became very painful.
"What's wrong? Is there any problem with eating my food and using my things and tilling a few acres of thin land for me?"
"……No."
"That's right. Wait, I'll lead the horse out."
Song Chunlin went back to the backyard to get the horse. General Lin stopped Gu Fengyue and begged him, "General Gu, for the sake of our two colleagues, please don't let my brothers go to the fields. For soldiers like us, isn't it a bit…"
Gu Fengyue did not agree to his request: "What's wrong with arable land? If we don't arable land, will everyone eat tree bark and grass roots? General Lin has never been to the border, right? The soldiers over there also have to work in the fields during the busy farming season. We, the Gu family army, also have our own fields to work in our spare time. Otherwise, do you really think that the little salary my brother and I have can really support so many people?"
General Lin suddenly became speechless. Gu Fengyue thought about it and suggested that he go to the fields to work with them later.
"Me? I want to go too?" General Lin widened his eyes and looked at Gu Fengyue in disbelief. He originally wanted to find a way to survive from him, but this brother asked him to jump into the fire pit.
Gu Fengyue put her arm around his shoulders with a mysterious look on her face: "Don't worry, there will be a surprise after the work is done, you will know then."
Can there be surprises while working? It was just farm work. General Lin did not believe there would be any surprises. It would be more like a shock. However, seeing Gu Fengyue's confident look, he finally agreed in a daze.
Song Chunlin led the two men's horses out, looked at them arm in arm, and tilted his head curiously: "When did you two become so close?"
As soon as the words came out, the two generals who were arm in arm immediately separated and shook their heads frantically to deny it.
Song Chunlin didn't understand what was going on and was about to get on his horse and leave when Song Chunming and Song Chunxiao ran out. The two little guys were peeking at them through the door, staring at them eagerly.
"Brother, Brother Fu, can you take us to play together?"
Song Chunlin frowned and was about to explain that they were not going there for fun, but Gu Fengyue was overwhelmed by the word "brother-in-law" and responded happily.
The two little guys ran out with a cheer, and Gu Fengyue carried them onto the horse's back despite Song Chunlin's murderous gaze.
Seeing that Gu Fengyue had agreed and was already on the horse, it would be inappropriate to force him off the horse. Song Chunlin finally compromised and just gave his two younger brothers a serious warning.
"Brother is going to work. You are not allowed to run around when you get there, understand?"
"I know!" The two younger brothers responded in unison, the excitement in their eyes no longer concealed. Song Chunlin jumped on his horse, and the group walked towards the military camp.
The two little guys shouted excitedly on the horse's back: "Go~ Oh oh~ Ride the big horse~~"
Because they were carrying the two little kids, the three men rode much slower, and it took them a little longer than yesterday to reach the military camp. It was already noon, and the camp had just opened for lunch, so General Lin took a few people to the cafeteria to eat.
"Come on, come on. You're welcome. When you come to my place, you have to eat and drink well." General Lin asked the cook to prepare some delicious dishes in a show-off manner. The cook agreed and soon brought out a plate of meat, a roast chicken, and some side dishes to go with the wine.
Song Chunlin doesn't drink, but Gu Fengyue can drink a few glasses. However, because she has two children with her, she doesn't drink much. On the contrary, General Lin drinks in big bowls and eats meat in big mouthfuls, looking very happy.
Song Chunming and Song Chunxiao looked at the table full of dishes. The two little boys with picky tastes turned around and looked at their brother with tears in their eyes.
"Brother, I want to eat fried chicken."
"Brother, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs."
Song Chunlin: “…”
Gu Fengyue was holding back her laughter as she put a piece of meat into each of their bowls: "Eat a little first to fill your stomach. When you get back later, ask your brother to catch a rabbit for you to roast."
"really?"
Song Chunlin rolled his eyes: "Really, really, eat quickly, after eating I'll go do something, you guys follow me... Um, Second Brother Gu, don't run around, okay?"
"Got it!" They said in unison, then lowered their heads and started eating.
General Lin looked at the four people and saw that they didn't eat much. He didn't quite understand: "Such a good meal doesn't suit your appetite?"
Song Chunlin: "The food is already very good, but we are more used to the food at home, and the two children have rarely eaten out since they were born, so they are not used to it for a while."
General Lin seemed to be thinking about something. After lunch, they came to the meeting room. Unlike the spacious and bright meeting room they had imagined, the meeting room of General Lin's cavalry and archery battalion was obviously more crowded. It was not that it was small, but that there were too many things inside.
Song Chunlin found a chair that could be used from a pile of miscellaneous items, and then watched General Lin searching frantically among a pile of documents, calculating in his mind how long it would take this man to find what he needed from the vast sea of documents.
On this side, Gu Fengyue was diligently taking the child for a stroll in the military camp. It was called a stroll, but in fact many soldiers stopped in surprise when they saw the child in the barracks. After asking for their opinions, they rubbed the kid and then lost themselves in the kid's sweet calls of "brother, uncle, and aunt". They took out money, snacks, and all kinds of small things from their pockets and gave them to the two of them, and turned a deaf ear to the two people's shouting.
In the end, it was a deputy general who brought a small basket and resolved the crisis.
Song Chunlin had already obtained the list of archers and had completed the handover with General Lin. He was about to go to the parade ground to take roll call when he saw his younger brothers, who were surrounded by stars, from afar.
At this moment, they were sitting on chairs beside them. Some were holding water, some were handing out melon seeds and snacks, and some were holding umbrellas. Song Chunlin's jaw almost dropped. He walked over quickly, pulled Gu Fengyue who was standing not far away, and asked him what was going on.
Gu Fengyue spread her hands helplessly: "These people haven't seen children for a long time, Chunming and Chunxiao are sweet-talkers, so this is what happened."
"What?" Song Chunlin didn't expect it to be like this. Looking at the two excited little guys and the even more excited soldiers, he felt more and more that this world is still a world where little guys are rampant.
Gu Fengyue looked at the list in his hand and asked, "Did you get them all?"
"Well, I'll go over there and take roll call later."
Then, with the help of General Lin, the two of them counted all the people. These people would naturally not leave the barracks, but their food, clothing and other expenses were already Song Chunlin's responsibility, so the first thing Song Chunlin did when he got the list was to ask these people to help their families farm.
But it seems impossible today. Song Chunlin could only call out all the captains of thousands and centurions, a total of thirty-three people. With a wave of his hand, he asked these people to go home and familiarize themselves with him first.
Not to mention how the Song family felt when they saw this huge group of soldiers coming to their home. Just because they found out that the two little guys had sneaked away to the military camp to play with their brother, they rewarded them with a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots, and confiscated their snacks and money. Song Chunming and Song Chunxiao looked at Gu Fengyue with tears in their eyes, hoping that their wise and brave brother-in-law could save their lives. Unexpectedly, Gu Fengyue turned his eyes away guiltily and did not dare to look at them at all.
"Hmph, there's no need to call for help. No matter who comes today, they can't save you. Come with me quickly. You won't be allowed to eat until you finish copying a hundred characters today."
Song Qin took her two crying sons to the study, leaving Song Dazhuang sitting in the main room, looking at Song Chunlin with a stern face.
"Tell me, you brought so many people back, are you planning to rebel?"
Song Chunlin smiled and said, "Hehe, son, I saw that you worked hard in the spring ploughing, so I found a bunch of helpers for you. They don't charge any money. They are young and energetic, so they are just right to help you, so you don't have to look for temporary workers all day long."
Song Dazhuang snorted coldly, "You are so filial. You didn't look for someone earlier or later, but now you are looking for someone when the busy farming season is almost over? There is not much work left in my field. How many days can they work with so many people? Do I still have to cook for them every day?"
Song Chunlin nodded slightly, and Song Dazhuang responded with, "You little bastard!"
"You are really good at scheming your father. You are so stubborn and you think you are stupid. These people are obviously incompetent. Let them go to the fields and don't ruin my crops."
Song Chunlin quickly explained: "If you don't know how to do it, we can teach you. People don't know how to farm right after they are born, right?"
Song Dazhuang sighed: "Forget it, you always have big ideas, you can arrange your people yourself."
Song Chunlin immediately patted his chest and assured Song Dazhuang: "I will never let them disturb you, don't worry, Dad!"
After saying that, he pulled Gu Fengyue to the warehouse of the next workshop. After a while, he waved and called people in. As more than thirty tall and strong young men walked into the workshop, the originally spacious yard suddenly seemed a little cramped.
Song Chunlin was thinking about whether he should expand the workshop.
Several thousand-man captains stood up on behalf of the centurions. The leader was also surnamed Lin, and looked a bit like General Lin. He was probably General Lin's cousin or something like that. He was very young, around twenty years old. The other two thousand-man captains were surnamed Wang and Zhang, both of which were big surnames. One had a rough look, while the other had a feminine look between his brows. But neither of them stepped forward to speak, just waiting for the one surnamed Lin to speak.
"Song... Master, I wonder what you want to do by calling us here?"
Song Chunlin said he was surprised by the name, but he quickly reacted. He pointed to the warehouse inside and motioned for everyone to follow him.
The three of them looked at each other, and then walked into the warehouse together. Once inside, they were shocked by the mountains of cured meat and vermicelli in clay jars.
"..."
There are really a lot of jars. Song Chunlin took out almost all the stock in the space, leaving enough for his family to eat, and the rest are all here.
"Here, these are the meals I prepared for you. There aren't many, so if you 30 people share them, you should be able to take some away."
"Ah? Yes, yes, we can take it away, we can take it away." Nonsense! Even if they can't take it away, they will have to carry it away. Although the food in the military camp will not make them starve, there is not much oil and water. The table that General Lin entertained them with at noon was prepared in advance. Otherwise, there would only be two extra meals a month, and a group of people would have to fight for it. For soldiers with a particularly large amount of training, having no oil and water in their stomachs means they have to eat more to fill their stomachs.
So when they saw such a huge pile of cured meat, their mouths started to water like crazy. When they learned that these were all for them, they were so surprised that they couldn't even lift their jaws.
"All this meat, all for us?"
"Sir, this is too extravagant. So much meat. Hmm, is this dried meat? Forget it. So much meat must cost a lot of money."
Song Chunlin waved his hand generously: "Take it, take it. My family can raise more than a dozen pigs a year now, and we can't finish eating all the cured meat every year. It's just right for you to help us make room."
When they heard that Song Chunlin's family raised more than ten pigs a year, they realized that this was a wealthy family. You know, nowadays in the countryside, a family that can raise five pigs is considered a wealthy family. They stopped hesitating and called the centurions to come in and move things.
Song Chunlin stood at the door and gave orders, asking them to take the chili sauce and vermicelli away as well.
One of them pointed at the jar of hot sauce and asked him, "Sir, what is this? It smells spicy."
Song Chunlin smiled mysteriously: "This is a magical tool for eating with rice. And this vermicelli, the two together are even more delicious, you know."
The man understood instantly and nodded frantically. In the end, he was carrying dozens of kilograms of fans and almost couldn't pass through the door when he came out.
After these people cleared out their things, Song Chunlin looked at the empty warehouse and nodded with satisfaction.
"Children, take your things home today and remember to report early tomorrow morning. I will tell you what to do then. Do you understand?"
"understood!"
A group of people came empty-handed, and left with big and small bags, taking one step forward and one step back.
Grandpa Song stood at the door of his house, watching his grandson see those people off and run back with brisk steps.
"Chunlin, is that the archer assigned to you?"
"Yes, Grandpa, how is it, it's okay."
Grandpa Song smiled helplessly: "It's OK, this is too good, I see they are full of energy, what did you trick them into doing?"
Song Chunlin chuckled and used the same rhetoric that he had used to fool Song Dazhuang to fool Grandpa Song. Grandpa Song couldn't do anything with him and didn't expose his little trick. He just told him not to make people too tired.
Song Chunlin naturally agreed with a smile. He certainly wouldn't let anyone get too tired. Only by casting a long line can you catch a big fish. What's more, he still has the space spiritual spring water. At worst, he can give these younger brothers a sip when they are tired. It can refresh their minds and strengthen their bodies at the same time. It is the best of both worlds.