Yinhu eternal life

Lying down, Yinhu gradually closed his eyes, the sunlight hitting his eyelashes.

Xiao Dezi carefully covered his master with the blanket in his hand, not wanting to wake him up, but also afraid that he would get sick.

Looking at the sun, the sun is fine. After a while, if the master is still awake, he will wake up the master, Xiao Dezi thought to himself looking at his master's peaceful sleeping face.

In the pleasant afternoon, Yinhu slept soundly, and only opened his eyes when he heard the movement. It turned out that the letter from his eldest brother had arrived.

"Eighth Brother: Another month has passed, time flies a bit fast, and the weather here is even colder than the capital.

Thanks also to the thermal underwear sent by the eighth brother, thank you eighth brother.These clothes are really nice, I wrote to Huang Ama to see if I can make a batch and ship them over.

The clothes of these soldiers were not warm enough, and many soldiers got cold and fell ill.Moreover, the second uncle said that he did not dare to let the soldiers wear too much, and if they were bloated, they would slow down their movements on the battlefield.If you slow down, you may be killed by the enemy.

The second uncle also said that if you practice more, you won't be cold, and you feel cold because you haven't trained enough.However, it may be because too much money is used in wars, so it is possible to save clothes for soldiers.

And the chilblain ointment, it doesn't itch after applying it, did the eighth brother make it himself?

……

The eighth brother must miss me, I miss the eighth brother too, the eighth brother must eat well, grow taller quickly, and I will play two matches when I come back.

I'm fine here, I'll take care of myself, don't worry. "

Far in the barracks in the northwest

"Boy Luo, don't sleep yet, give me some of your chilblain ointment, my hands are so itchy, I can't sleep well even if I sleep peacefully."

"Didn't the general ask the military doctor to dispense a lot of frostbite medicine, and you didn't go to get it?"

"Aren't you close? Boy Luo, don't be stingy, I saw that there is not one small white bottle in your package."

Yinbi had no choice but to take out a small white bottle and pour some ointment on Lieutenant Asoda's hand.

A Suda spread the ointment evenly on the red, swollen and cracked wound, and saw Yin Yin put the small white bottle back to its original place.

So stingy, really good?

He originally thought that Boy Luo, who usually looks very generous, would give him a bottle directly, which made Asuda a little embarrassed.

"Look at how distressed you are, who gave it to you? It looks like you received quite a lot last time."

"My parents and younger brother." When Yinbi said this, warmth flashed in his eyes.

Asuda didn't know which family Luo Fu was a child of. He mostly trained in the military camp and didn't know much about the families in the central capital. Anyway, his elder brother was enough to worry about them.

Asoda, who liked to march and fight like his father since he was a child, would spend time in his own school yard sooner or later when he came home from vacation, and his mother had to send someone to find him out of the school yard and throw him out to communicate with his peers.

A Suda had a few gatherings with his peers, and he didn't remember the names of those people. He only knew that those people were not from the same world as him. What they said were Dong Qichang's words and Bian Jingzhao's paintings. He didn't understand, and he couldn't answer the conversation, and those cultural people seemed to look down on him. He went there a few times, and his mother urged him again, and he didn't want to suffer that crime.

He looked at Luo Fu, who was quite pleasing to the eye, and seeing Prince Yu's attitude towards Luo Feng, he knew that Luo Feng's family was not a small family. A little squeamish, picky about meals, and a bit clean.

Moreover, Luo Fu didn't just hide behind to pick up military merits, he dared to fight, dared to fight, and Asuda made him his friend.

Luo Fei's handwriting is pretty good, and he secretly glanced at Luo Fei to write letters to his family.Although Asoda himself doesn't like to read books, he still admires people with profound knowledge. In Asoda's logic, a person with good handwriting is a person who reads a lot.

Such a friend who suits his appetite, Luo Fu has already planned, after this battle is over, he will have nothing to do in the middle of the capital, and the two of them will meet up to drink and eat meat happily, and hunt like horses.

"Last time, I saw that the package you received was not small, and your family sent you a lot of things. Seeing that you are happy these days."

Being able to send so many things here, even Asoda, who doesn't like to think about things, can see that the power of Luo Feng's family is not small, but these thoughts just flashed by. Not for anything else.

Yinyi also regards Asoda as a friend. This is different from those who are companions and cousins. It is just because they have a good eye for each other and do not mix any things like family background. Yinyi also cherishes this friend very much.

Yinbi didn't want to show these things to others, but couldn't help but want to show off.

"The chilblain ointment you used just now was given by my younger brother. He has just learned medicine from others. He is very talented. His master always praises him."

"This is jerky and dried vegetables, which are also gifts from my younger brother. The dried meat is cooked, so you can eat it directly. The dried vegetables should be scalded with hot water."

Yinfei took out the jerky and dried vegetables and distributed them to Asoda, although he was still reluctant, but Asoda's envious eyes made him less reluctant.

Asoda should be envious of such a caring brother.