Along the straight and flat concrete road, everyone came to the camp gate.

I saw that the cement brick wall was a few feet high, the female wall of the sentry arrow tower was complete, the sentry had a telescope hanging from his neck, and he had a musket and a bow and crossbow in his hand, vigilantly watching the wind and grass around him.

When crossing the trench along the suspension bridge, Xu Bangrui saw that the ditch was full of sharpened bamboo thorns, and he had to become a sugar gourd if he fell. He couldn't help but be frightened, and secretly said that this is too exaggerated, right?

"Could it be that there are a lot of people who covet your cement?" Xu Bangrui asked in a low voice.

"This is one thing," Zhao Hao touched his nose a little embarrassed, he just asked Jinke to 'everything is strict and difficult, starting from actual combat', but he didn't expect it to be like this.

However, be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years, and it can only be said that Manager Jin has done a good job.

"The main thing is that the situation is too bad." He said nonsense: "Brother doesn't know, a while ago, there were gangsters who led hundreds of people, taking advantage of my unstable foothold to attack, fortunately, the sons and daughters resisted desperately, so that the enemy did not succeed." ”

"Hiss......" Xu Bangrui couldn't help but gasp, who knew that he almost vomited.

It stinks.

"Let one go, let one go."

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat, holding his trouser legs, and a half-used cotton towel around his neck, steadily pushing a big dung truck out of the camp.

"Stinks, get out of here." Others can also cover their noses, but Xu Bangning can only hold on, the taste is really immortal.

"Alas, little brother doesn't understand. This golden soup smells stinky, and it tastes fragrant......" But the manure pusher said vigorously:

"Well, what we mean is that the vegetables are fragrant. Hey, isn't this a little grandfather? ”

"Huh?" Xu Bangning saw that this person who dug up dung actually knew him, and looked him up and down with wide eyes, almost dropping his jaw in shock.

"You, you, you, are you the second brother of Huating Xu?"

"Isn't that me? What's the matter, you're coming to see me too? Xu Kun, an excellent manure pusher, looked him up and down and said, "No, why were you tied up?" ”

"Congratulations, Master Xu." I heard Zhao Hao smile at him: "You have been doing well recently, so the company has decided to give you a promotion." ”

"Oh? Is it? Xu Kun suddenly burst into tears, he didn't know what he thought, anyway, he just didn't want to change his current state.

In later medical cases, his condition was called 'Xu Kun syndrome', also known as 'hostage complex', or 'hostage syndrome'. It refers to a sense of psychological dependence that the hostages will have on the kidnappers.

When the hostages are isolated from the outside world and realize that their lives and deaths are in the hands of the other party and that there is no way to escape, they will realize that the best option for them is to unconditionally obey the hijackers.

At this point, there is a risk that 'hostage syndrome' may be triggered.

Once caught in this complex, the hostages will regard the will of the hijacker as their own will, and the arrangement of the hijacker as their mission.

Any hijacker's small favor will be automatically magnified by them several times, and on the other hand, the hijacker's harm will be automatically ignored.

After being treated with relative leniency, they will even see the rescuers as their enemies to prevent the situation from deteriorating again.

Therefore, when he heard that Zhao Hao was going to give him a promotion, Xu Kun stammered:

"The villain feels that he hasn't reformed enough, and he wants to continue to pour the night incense."

"Don't worry, you're satisfied." Zhao Gongzi laughed loudly: "From today on, you will be the dung chief of the camp, and this newcomer will be in your charge." ”

Xu Kun suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and nodded to the big devil and said: "Childe, don't worry, the villain will definitely train him as a qualified manure picker as soon as possible to contribute to the composting cause of our Xishan Island." ”

"What? I'm going to pour night incense too? Xu Bangning's eyes were about to fall.

"Make no mistake, I'm the son of a dignified man!"

"I'm still Shousuke's son." Xu Kun didn't like to listen to it anymore, and slapped Xu Bangning on the head.

"Do you understand what it means to 'work without distinction between high and low, and to sweat and eat your own food is a hero'?"

Xu Bangning was beaten up, feeling that he had met a fake Xu Kun.

"It's a good makeover." Zhao Hao whispered to Jin Kedao.

"It's all the credit of Tong Zigong. I don't know what method was used, and the captives were trained very obediently. Jinke is also very impressed.

"When the gunner battalion in Kunshan finishes training, we have to transfer him back."

"I can't imagine that I'm still a labor reform expert." Zhao Hao couldn't help but sigh, and sure enough, he still had to put people in the most appropriate position.

Who knew that Xu Bangning stubbornly refused to transform, and jumped to Xu Kun with infinite contempt:

"I, Xu Bangning, was beaten to death, scolded to death, jumped into the lake from the outside, and I would never pour night incense like you!"

"Well, what's so bad about pouring night incense?" Xu Kun looked at him with an incomprehensible look. "Do you know that the dishes on the sergeants' plates are not fragrant without this night fragrance. The guns in the hands of the sergeants, without this night fragrance, it will not sound? ”

"Heh, it's quite rhyming......" Xu Bangning laughed. Anyway, if I do it, I'll have your last name. ”

"Okay, hard. Everyone has their own aspirations, so don't force it. Xu Kun smiled generously, pushed the dung cart and continued to move forward, and sang a small song:

"Three watches have passed, and the dim lights are no different,

Late at night, the tower was lowered to try.

Close the window, shake your nose,

It is also fragrant and smelly.

Morlie is busy.

Busy, should be for you;

Incense, benefit from your ......"

This song "Hillside Goat" was written by Xu Kun himself, and he thought that he had been working in the Qinglou for many years, and he had never produced such a masterpiece.

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Lunch was settled in Zhao Hao's small courtyard.

Zhao Gongzi entertained Xu Dagongzi with Taihu Sanbai, but Xu Bangrui couldn't swallow it, and he didn't know if he was smoked by night incense.

"What's the matter, my brother can't bear it?" Zhao Hao tasted the whitebait ball soup, this fish has no scales, no bones, no spines, no intestines, no bladders, no fish, the most suitable for making meatballs, how to eat it can not get tired of eating.

"How so?" Xu Bangrui hurriedly waved his hand and said with a forced smile: "It is already a great kindness for the son to spare his brother's life and let him use labor to transform himself." ”

Then he took out an envelope from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Hao.

"This is a little bit of the heart of my father and me, and it can be regarded as compensation to the county."

Zhao Hao picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands, opened the envelope and saw that it was a thick stack of tickets, which were 200,000 taels.

"My brother is not suitable for me." Zhao Gongzi pushed the envelope back to Xu Bangrui, and said with a faint smile: "If you really have this heart, donate it directly to the county." ”

"This ......" Xu Bangrui was stunned, how could there be any reason to push the silver ticket in his hand out.

"Brother, don't think about it, if I take your money, won't it hurt our brother's relationship?" Zhao Hao served him a bowl of soup and said with a smile: "Besides, if it is given to the county, isn't it also my father who is at the disposal?" It makes no difference. ”

"Okay, listen to my brother." Xu Bangrui listened to it with warmth in his heart, and said in his heart that Zhao Gongzi was really out of low-level fun.

ps. The first update of the three consecutive changes.