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

Because of this, the villagers who were looking forward to getting their son back were not happy anymore and felt very complicated.

Another woman seemed to have been prepared to lose her son. She swayed and almost fell down, but luckily she was supported by the woman next to her.

Her lips trembled, her eyes were bloodshot as she looked at the young man who had returned, and asked: "...my son, did my son leave any words?"

Da Zhuang, as the leader of the entire team, answered on his behalf: "No."

The two people who died were sacrificed on their first battlefield. One was shot through the chest by an arrow from the Beiling barbarians, and the other had his head cut off. They didn't even have a chance to call for help, let alone leave a message.

The two women who lost their sons still didn’t understand, their faces were pale and shaky.

 His family members are also filled with sadness.

 The villagers didn’t know how to comfort them, and the atmosphere at the entrance of the village was a bit stagnant.

It was at this time that Shen Nian and his family came.

 Sensing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, she was surprised, "Why is no one talking?"

Xinghua, who came over early, whispered in Shen Nian’s ears for a long time.

“…So that’s it.” Shen Nian said he understood.

 She is not very old, but has seen a lot of life, separation, and death. Of course she feels sorry for this kind of thing, but she is also more sensible than the average person.

Looking at the two aunts' sad faces full of tears, Shen Nian approached the village chief and suggested, "Village chief, build a merit monument at the entrance of the village."

 The sound was not loud, but it was heard by the villagers.

The two women stopped crying and looked at Shen Nian blankly.

 Gong, virtue, monument...?

What does nianjieer mean? !

Village Chief Shen slapped his thigh, "Okay! It's right! Our village has two heroes who defended our country and our country. It's right to build monuments for them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old patriarch who was helped over shouted loudly: "Build it, it will be built tomorrow."

"On the stele...the first two names are Stone and Strong!"

"In addition, the village came forward to ask the eminent monks from the temple to perform several rituals for them. They have not enjoyed any blessings in this life. I hope that the two boys will have a good pregnancy and have no worries about food and drink in the next life."

 The clan elders all nodded.

 “The patriarch is right.”

 “A merit monument should be built! Dharma services should also be done!”

 …

The elders of the Shen clan are all very old. Every child in the village that they have not watched grow up treats them as their own children. There is no one who does not feel distressed.

 As long as it is good for the two boys, they will not disagree.

The two women who had lost their children came to their senses, and before anyone could react, they kowtowed to the clan leader and elders, their foreheads hitting the ground with a banging sound.

 “I would like to thank the patriarch on behalf of my son, the elder of the clan…”

 Others in the family also knelt down and there was a group of people shouting.

 There are people of all ages, and it makes people’s eyes sore when they look at it.

Both families knew that the one they should thank most was Sister Nian who brought up this matter. After thanking the clan members, they asked the children to kowtow to Shen Nian.

“Kowtow to Sister Nian Nian quickly. She is our family’s great benefactor and your eldest brother’s benefactor. Thank her quickly.” Shitou Niang’s eyes were red and swollen, and her expression was extremely serious.

Da Qiangniang also followed: "Yes, yes, yes, kowtow to Sister Nian."

They were both from the same village, and both families had just suffered the loss of their children. Seeing this, Li Xiuniang hurriedly stopped her, "I can't do it, I can't do it, Sister Nian can't do it," she said, "There's no need for you to be like this." , don’t see anyone outside now.”

 As he spoke, he, Meng and others quickly helped the whole family up.

Both boys from the two families were all serious, so they took advantage of their unpreparedness and kowtowed to Shen Nian several times. Li Xiuniang and others: “…” It’s impossible to guard against it!

"Okay, everyone has gold at their knees, don't kneel down. Get up quickly." Shen Nian helped several children and said seriously.

She will propose to build a merit monument for whoever sacrifices her life. We can't let the hero die and no one remember him!

 The hearts of the two families who lost their sons were somewhat healed by Shen Nian's actions. As for the remaining scars, it will take time to heal.

Behind the crowd, Er Leng was pestered by his younger brother Zian to talk about the battlefield. He rambled a few words, and the young man was very interested.

 “Second brother is so awesome!” Zian said with admiration.

Er Leng didn’t understand why this younger brother who hated him suddenly wanted to be so close to him. This made him very uncomfortable.

 The villagers who knew the truth laughed as if they were watching a good show.

 …Ha, Er Leng must not know that Zian's change is related to Sister Nian.

The school in the village was not built in vain. All the children in the village have learned a lot. If nothing else, at least they know how to respect the elderly and love the young!

Er Leng’s mother came over, glanced at Er Leng, and said calmly, “I’m back.”

 “Hmm.” Er Leng was equally cold.

 They don’t look like the mother and son they haven’t seen for a long time.

Zi'an had a rough temper and said to his mother happily: "Mom, my second brother is so powerful. He also went to the battlefield to kill the barbarians. My second brother is a great hero."

Facts have proved that heroism education is very useful. In the past, Zian was taught by his mother to hate his second brother. After entering the academy, his consciousness suddenly improved, and he even educated his mother.

Er Leng Niang glanced at her second son and said, "Yes, he is quite powerful."

The former Er Leng would definitely be happy if he heard this, but after his mother accepted the money for his military recruitment... but didn't prepare a piece of solid food for him, he had already completely given up on his family.

 The old woman looked at him blankly, a little unhappy.

 Her impression of this son was still at the stage where he did everything according to her.

So Er Leng Niang asked confidently: "I heard that you have salary and money, how much have you saved?"

Er was stunned and hadn't spoken yet. Zi'an crossed his arms and said, "Mom, my second brother just came back. Why are you asking this?"

The young man had a face full of disapproval. He pointed at other families and asked angrily: "Mom, look at who in other families asked for salary?"

He had a serious expression on his face and said, "You can't be such a mercenary person."

 Er stupefied: “…”

What the hell, these words can actually come out of this kid's mouth...

Er Leng Niang's face was a little confused, "I'm just asking, where is the profit-seeking thing? You kid, you are really good at chattering."

 She gave birth to her son, so what’s wrong with her asking for payment?

Zion curled his lips and said, "Huh, mother is just greedy and loves money."

Shen Nian heard these words as soon as she came over. She couldn't help but laugh, feeling that this **** boy Zian was very lovable.

 “Uncle Er Leng, welcome home.”

Looking into the girl's gentle and calm eyes, Erdu felt warmth pouring into his heart. Just like that winter day, Shen Nian only said a word, and the coldness all over his body was dispelled.

 “Well, let me lend you some good words.” Er Leng raised the corner of his mouth in a slight arc.

Shen Nian bent his eyes and smiled, "Uncle Er Leng looks different. Sure enough, the battlefield is the most training place..."

Just after she said this, Shen Kun popped up from behind her and said in a resentful tone, "You already know this, why don't you send me, your second brother, to the battlefield quickly?!"

Since Shen Nian told him that she would write to Uncle Liu to ask if he could take in his second brother, Shen Kun's soul flew to Yuzhou, picking up the boy every three days.