C55 Master

Cao San, who was initially chatting with someone else, immediately walked out of the camp when he saw Bai Xian and Bai Xiu. It was because the food Bai Xian cooked today was simply too delicious.

"Is there something you need from me? Is there a problem with living and eating? "Oh right, I forgot to tell you during the day that your mother and you get a monthly salary of one silver. Our general never defaults on the salary, and he always sends it out on time on the first of every month."

Seeing that he had misunderstood the reason for his visit, Bai Xian smiled and explained: "Brother Cao San, it's not for this, I just want to ask for your help with something else."

Cao San looked at Bai Xian in doubt.

Bai Xian rubbed his brother's head and explained the reason: "Brother Cao San, my brother wants to learn kung fu from you. He is young, and is unable to join the army."

Brother Cao San saw the longing expression in Bai Xiu's eyes and hesitated for a moment. He was just a small team leader, with five people in charge.

Bai Xian gave Bai Xiu a meaningful glance, and Bai Xiu bowed deeply towards Brother Cao San: "Master, please teach me, I want to protect my sister and mother, I want to become a real man."

Cao San's expression kept changing, but in the end, his sympathy beat his rationality: "Okay, but only after dinner, it won't be for long, I'll come find you then."

Bai Xiu happily pulled Bai Xian along and returned to his tent. Seeing the concerned Bai’s mother coming over, he laughed and said, "Mother, Brother Cao San has promised to teach me martial arts."

When Bai’s mother saw the agitated Bai Xiu, he smiled gently, "Little Xiu, Mother only has one request for you. Wait until you learn martial arts, don't casually bully others."

Under the guidance of Song Yue and the academy teacher, Bai Xiu was upright and did not like those who bullied men and women. "Mother, don't worry, I train in martial arts to protect you and elder sister, and I won't bully others."

That night, Bai Xian insisted on sleeping on a bed near the entrance. The night camp was unusually quiet, with the occasional crackling sound of a bonfire, adding another layer of melancholy to the night.

During the daytime, when Bai Xian was busy, he did not have time to think about Song Yue, and now that it was the dead of night, Song Yue seemed to have carved into her bones and blood, constantly appearing in her mind.

Moonlight shone through the gap in the door and onto Bai Xian's face. If someone saw this, they would definitely be surprised why this girl would cry by herself.

The Bai’s mother lying beside Bai Xian naturally sensed that Bai Xian's breathing was unstable, but he had to pretend that he didn't notice. Back then, the father Bai told her that the people of the Bai Family were all lovers, and that they only loved one person in their entire life. The relationship between them was extremely wide, and Yun Zhi Cheng said that he hoped that his daughter wouldn't foolishly fall in love with the Song Yue of today, whose life and death had yet to be determined.

Before dawn the next day, Bai Xian had already gone to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Since everyone hadn't eaten much in the morning, she had decided to make some simple mixed grains, congee, and a few dishes. Last night, she helped Ma Dahu prepare a few bags of Hu Pie, which would serve as today's rations.

As the soldiers arrived one after another, Bai Xian still followed the rules of the day before and organized everyone to line up for lunch. Without any mishaps, he made everyone eat a warm and fragrant breakfast.

Bai Xian accidentally saw the old, weak, and children sitting on a table in the corner. The army should not have families, but looking at how they do not want to be captives, she went up to Ma Dahu and asked: "Brother Da Hu, who are those people over there?"

Ma Dahu whispered to Bai Xian in a low voice, "These are the people that we saved from the enemy army.

She thought that the army was a place where military discipline was strict and inviolable, and that the general himself should be a solemn and upright person. However, the reality was still a bit off from what she had imagined. Bai Xian continued to ask Ma Dahu: "Big Brother Da Hu, for our general to raise these people, would the soldiers not have enough food to eat?"

Hearing Bai Xian ask such a question, Ma Dahu looked at her as if he was a mountain top person, and was unable to think of anything, was this question very strange?

Ma Dahu saw that Bai Xian did not seem to understand the inside information, so he patiently explained: "Bai Xian, our general is the leader of the generals of the Qiguo, holding the Luo City's main camp, the Emperor has an order, as long as it is a general leading the troops to war, we can directly call for the food from the surrounding towns."

Luo City Camp, could it be that this Luo City Camp was created by Grandfather Bai Shunze? Bai Xian still wanted to ask Ma Dahu for more information, but unfortunately, a soldier came to serve porridge, so she could only suppress her words and find some time to ask him.

These two delicious meals had attracted a lot of fans for Bai Xian. Many of the soldiers looked at Bai Xian passionately when they placed their bowls in the pot and left.

Not far away, Bai Xiu was holding a tree branch and writing on the sand. The conditions were harsh, and he could not throw away the things he had learnt before, but Song Yue had told him a story about a person's family who was very poor in the past and could not afford to buy pen and paper, thus, he could only practice on the ground with tree branches. Right now, he could try using the tree branch as a brush and the feeling of making paper on the ground.

Amongst the people that the general had rescued, there were many young children who were about the same age as Bai Xiu. When they saw Bai Xiu mumble to himself while constantly drawing on the ground, they were all curious as to what he was doing.

There was a bold boy called Nan Bing, the leader of the group. He walked to Bai Xiu's side and asked, "What are you doing?"

Bai Xiu replied politely: "I'm practicing on the floor." He didn't expect that one sentence from him would cause Nan Bing to yell: "What? You know how to write!"

Bai Xiu nodded his head. He sized up Nan Bing and the children who were hiding behind a tent and looking at him from afar. "Do you want to learn how to write? I can teach you. "

His family was poor and he had never been to the academy, so he couldn't even write his name down. He turned around and waved his hand, asking the other children to come over, "I can see that your family is not ordinary people. It's your mother and sister, right?"

When talking about elder sister and mother, Bai Xiu was always proud. "Yes, that's my mother and elder sister."

Nan Bing muttered softly: "Both you and your mother are pretty good-looking. Although your sister is good at cooking, she isn't as good-looking as you."

Bai Xiu angrily wanted to refute, her sister was very beautiful, but now that her face was covered, everyone thought that she was ugly, "My sister is very beautiful, you are not allowed to say anything about her."

Nan Bing still wanted to learn writing from Bai Xiu, so naturally, he did not dare to anger him. He replied perfunctorily: "You misheard me, I didn't say anything.

In fact, when Bai’s mother told Bai Xian about the past of the Bai Family, he had pretended to be asleep. Thinking about how his entire family had been annihilated by the Emperor, and about his father, Bai Xiu had no impression of his father at all.