"Is there any problem?"

"It's gone."

Yan Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish his breath, he became disappointed.

What is this?

Name the military camp, Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Ermazi.

After finishing the name, Zhang San is still Zhang San, Li Si is still Li Si, and Wang Ermazi is of course still Wang Ermazi.

Zhang San said I was good at spears, Li Si said I could use a big knife, and Wang Ermazi said I was very good at riding.

But there is nothing, and there is no chance to say it.

The person who named the name just checked the roster and had no time to ask anything else, of course, was not interested.

Forget it, if people are not interested in him, then just create interest with shame.

"I have been in the ranks and used the name Yan Qi. This is my family's rule. Every male must join the ranks. It is a real ranks. I have done all these things as soldiers, feeding horses, herding cattle, and washing clothes for the superiors.

I can only do other things after three years. Last year was my third year in the army. When the war was about to go, I thought I would be left in the army, but my father did not agree. This year, I went north after the first month of this year."

Yan Xue looked at Yan Qi up and down while pregnant. Sorry, she really couldn't tell that Yan Qi had been a big soldier for three years.

Seeing that she still had no intention of asking questions, Yan Qi had to continue saying: "When I passed by a dilapidated temple, I saw Lingtang killing evil people with a kitchen knife. Later, the kitchen knife fell to the ground and was picked up by you."

Yan Xuehuai finally raised an eyebrow: "On a barren land, a skinny child was lying on the ground with weak limbs. She was dying and didn't even have the strength to raise her head. A vulture walked behind the child and was ready to peck at her flesh at any time. At this moment, a painter passed by here and he picked up his strokes and drew this scene."

Monk Yan Qizhanger couldn't figure it out. He understood everything Yan Xiangcai said, but when he put it together, he didn't understand it.

"This painting is famous all over the world, and everyone shed tears for that poor child."

Yan Qi finally tasted the taste and asked, "Did the painter not save the child? Is he unable to save the vulture because he could not defeat the vulture, or did he not go to save it at all?"

Yan Xuehuai glanced at him, broke a piece of egg white and put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and glanced at Yan Qi's face from time to time. Yan Qi's eyes were wet, as if they could drip water, which looked so beautiful.

"He said he drove the vulture away."

Yan Qi breathed a sigh of relief again, and was about to say that he originally wanted to go in and save their mother and daughter that day, but as soon as his words came to his mouth, Yan Xuehuai wrote down the following words again.

"A year later, the painter committed suicide."

"What?"

Yan Qi bounced off the stool, and his hair was so shocked that he was about to stand up. He glared at Yan Xuehuai in disbelief: "Are you kidding?"

"No kidding, this is a real person, and it is also a real thing." Yan Xuehuai carefully picked out the egg yolks and put them alone on a small plate.

As he waved to Abao, Abao ran over, took the egg yolk and ate it in small mouthfuls, blinking his big eyes to look at Yan Qi.

"Sister Yan, what's wrong with this brother?"

"What's wrong with my brother?"

Abao shook his head and said sadly: "Brother, Yazi, who doesn't look very smart."

How beautiful my brother is, why are he just stupid?

Yan Xuehuai peeled another tea egg and gave it to Abao for food. Abao ran away happily. Yan Xuehuai was also very happy. Others paid for her and treated her. This felt good.

Seeing that the child finally left, Brother Yan, who was not very smart, sat back again. He didn't care whether Mr. Shan's broken table was wiped clean. He put his arms on the table and moved his elbows to Yan Xuehuai little by little, and finally touched Yan Xuehuai's arm.

"Who is the name of the painter you mentioned? And that painting, why haven't I heard of anyone?"

Yan Xuehuai turned to look at him and said seriously: "Didn't you have been in the army for three years? It's normal for you to not know."

Yan Qi thought about it, too. When he was in the army, Lu Jinxing and Pearl Agate were in the army. Except for who borrowed the money from whom he had not paid back, who went to steal corn from his fellow villagers in the middle of the night. Apart from these things, he could not hear anything else.

Especially the music, chess, calligraphy and painting, no one can spread it, no one can listen to it, and occasionally someone will say it, and even people will be ridiculed.

Yan Qi nodded: "It seems that I am ignorant, but I think the painter died unjustly. Not only did he think about saving people, but he also took action. However, the development of things was beyond his expectations. He did not expect that others would break in and save the girl, so he did nothing wrong."

Yan Xuehuai looked at him with good eyes, and after a while, he shouted.

Seeing that Yan Qi seemed to be talking thousands of words, Yan Xuehuai asked, "Do you have something to say?"

Yan Qi asked back: "Do you really have nothing to ask me?"

Yan Xuehuai shook her head: "I asked, you answered, and all the answers were said from your mouth. You said black is black, and said white is white. I have neither seen it with my own eyes nor confirmed it myself. At most, I just listened as a script to listen to it. If you don't start now, I can't think of anything else to ask."

Yan Qi subconsciously looked up at the sky, and the sky was clear, but why did he feel that he was struck by lightning?

Seeing that he stopped talking, Yan Xuehuai was inexplicably: "Am I talking to the sky to death?"

"No, no, what you said makes sense. I'm reflecting on it." Yan Qi said quickly.

"It's okay, I like to hear what you said. If you can say more, you can say anything." Yan Xuehuai said with a smile.

Yan Qi looked up again. The thunder came and went quickly. God still felt sorry for him.

"The person who came to Lishi Shop for dinner with me the first two times was Lu Jinxing, and his was my companion. We grew up together. I went to the army and he also went. Later, when I came to Xinjing, he followed me."

"Oh." Yan Xuehuai said he heard it.

Yan Qi looked at her and saw that she had her eyelids hanging and her long eyelashes covered her eyes almost all. If she went to school to attend classes, she would definitely be able to sleep secretly.

"I have a follower, his name is Zhenzhu. I will keep him. If you have anything to do, you can ask him to help. He has nothing else to do. The reason why he stays in Xinjing is for you."

"No, don't, I don't need it. He is yours. You can find some other work for him, I don't need it." Yan Xuehuai said hurriedly.

"Don't think too much. I can't use him and I don't have any errands for him. It's a bit unnecessary for him to follow me, so I left him in Xinjing to see the house. His man can't be idle. Once he's idle, he will cause trouble. If you find something for him, you're still helping him, and of course, you're also helping me.
Chapter completed!