"We were not all very majestic just now, but now it's all over Lao Zhou. Don't squat here, why don't you wipe your hair with your veil? It's troublesome if you catch a cold."

When they were quarreling just now, Zhou Baoyu and Zhou Ping didn't feel cold, but now they stopped, so they didn't even have time to wipe their bodies. They just put the big leather jacket on their bodies and kept shaking the three of them, except for the Tibetan clothes on their bodies and their own military uniforms, they only had their own big leather jackets that were so big that they could wear as quilts and skirts.

Zhang Qingshan used his face washing scrubbing Zhou Baoyu while complaining, and urged Zhou Ping, who was squatting on the ground and smoking.

Seeing Zhou Ping tremblingly walking towards his two horses, Zhang Qingshan put the handkerchief on Zhou Baoyu's head: "I told you two not to make trouble. Now they are so cold, why are you watching? Why don't you wipe your head clean? Do you really want to have a cold?"

After saying that, he walked to the place where Zhou Baoyu and Zhou Ping took off their clothes.

He picked up the wet clothes they took off, found a cleaner puddle, washed it, and suddenly sighed: "When will I be a mother?"

After the words came to his voice, he felt his shoulders being pushed, causing him to pounce directly into the puddle in a fallen posture.

Yes! The three of them could only wear big leather jackets. The military uniform they were wearing was really tattered and they were reluctant to break it here. Besides, in this no-man's land, it's really no difference whether to wear a military uniform or not. It's better to put on a military uniform after walking out of the grass and contact the organization.

"Look, you two make trouble, and I'm also unlucky. No, you two did it on purpose and insisted that I turn into a chicken soup like you."

Ten minutes later, the three of them returned.

Interestingly, the atmosphere is a bit weird now: Zhou Ping and Zhou Baoyu are in a good mood now, but when the two looked at each other, they immediately parted, and they were still a little dissatisfied. Zhang Qingshan had been angry for ten minutes and had a strong sense of apology. Zhang Qingshan was not used to forcing them, so he could only retaliate and vent his inner depression through words.

"Old Zhang, stop nagging. If you nag again, you will become an old woman."

When he started to listen to Zhang Qingshan's nagging, Zhou Ping still wanted to laugh the more he heard it. Especially when Zhang Qingshan fell into the water, he cursed and glared at him, but was depressed by the two of him, he wanted to laugh the more he heard. But if he listened too much, he would be annoyed. Zhou Ping couldn't stand Zhang Qingshan's nagging on the road, so he subconsciously replied. As a result, it immediately ignited Zhang Qingshan's anger and let him find a vent.

Zhang Qingshan, who was muttering and cursing, immediately raised the volume n times in anger, and his tone was still a little sad and angry: "Zhou Ping! Don't complain to me there, Damn, I was kind enough to wash your clothes for you, but you? It would be fine if you don't thank me, but I actually kicked me into a puddle. Are there any comrades like you in this world? You still have the face to say that I complain, I will tell you two bastards clearly, and this matter is definitely not over today. You two bastards are waiting for me, and I will definitely take revenge on this tone."

After roaring, he raised his clenched fists and shouted: "Yi Damn!"

The feeling of sorrow and anger made people look very afraid that he would be angry and cry.

However, Zhou Baoyu and Zhou Ping bowed their lips at the same time, and then continued to move forward happily, too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Qingshan, but Zhang Qingshan became even more depressed because of the inability to release the anger.

A one-man show is really hard to sing!

Zhang Qingshan talked for a long time, but when he saw that they were unwilling to pay attention to him, he had to give up.

As a result, he stopped talking, and Zhou Baoyu and Zhou Ping started chatting. Moreover, the content of the conversation was about how the weather was today, what was the meal, what was the dinner, and so on. Zhang Qingshan felt so depressed, so he felt so wronged: What did I do wrong? He actually made you two treat me like this.

However, now only the three of them can't stop themselves from the other two. So Zhang Qingshan had to join in with depression, and interjected from time to time, and gradually, the atmosphere became harmonious again.

The three of them have been together for so long, and they have said almost everything they should say. In fact, there is not much else to say, so just tell stories and sing.

The three of them each held two horses, all wearing big leather jackets, with empty pieces except for a pair of straw sandals. The clothes and pants they washed were all dried on the backs of the two horses behind them, which was convenient.

At first, the three of them felt that it was nothing to walk like this, and it was just as lukewarm and hot as they walked. But as they walked, the problem arose: the weeds in the water and grassland were lush, and they were usually more than a foot tall. When they walked over in long trousers, they didn't feel anything, but if they walked on the weeds with bare legs, they would inevitably be scratched by the weeds or the grass was pricked. It doesn't matter if they were slashed twice, but they were always slashed like this, and the pain was not painful, and it was so itchy.

Zhou Baoyu was the shortest and couldn't stand it anymore. After walking for only fifty or sixty meters, he squatted down and scratched a few times from time to time. His scratch made Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Ping, who had not cared about this little itch, seem to be infected, and occasionally bent down and scratched a few times.

Zhang Qingshanyi, who was walking three or four meters away on his left, didn't notice these at first. It can be seen that Zhou Baoyu always squatted down and grabbed a few times, took a few steps and bent down to grab a few times, and then subconsciously looked at the place where he was grabbing.

It doesn't matter if you don't watch it, but you're scared: I saw a blockbuster film on the outer sides of Zhou Baoyu's calves.

"Baoyu, wait."

Zhou Baoyu was about to scratch the itch, but when he heard this, he turned his head to look at Zhang Qingshan: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Zhang Qingshan first said to Zhou Ping: "Old Zhou, something seems wrong, you come and have a look."

The two of them came to Zhou Baoyu and looked carefully. What a big shot. In addition to the red color on the outside of Zhou Baoyu's calves, there were also many red and swollen red dots, and there were no scratches at all, because he had scratched countless times back and forth, and the whole shot looked a little swollen.

Zhou Baoyu was also surprised, why was he caught like this in a short time? Just as he was about to speak, Zhou Ping said lightly: "It's not that he was crawled into the blood sucking worm, right?"

According to legend, if a blood-sucking worm enters, isn’t it just a red and swollen piece, and then a small red dot appears outside?

I thought of so many blood-sucking insects drilling into these two calves, and fantasizing that so many blood-sucking insects drilled down the blood vessels and Zhou Baoyu immediately hit Leng Chan, his eyes immediately stared like a copper bell, and his hands were about to pat the calves. After slapping hard, the blood-sucking insects drilled into them would be frightened and crawled out by themselves.

Zhang Qingshan grabbed Zhou Baoyu's hand, and before Zhou Baoyu could speak, he turned his head and said to Zhou Ping seriously: "Old Zhou, this joke is a bit too much."

Seeing that Zhou Ping smiled and didn't say anything, Zhang Qingshan couldn't say too much, so he had to comfort Zhou Baoyu: "Don't listen to Lao Zhou's nonsense, there are no blood-sucking insects. You are contaminated by the poisonous gas on the weeds, and then when you grab and snatch it, the poisonous gas enters this skin, and it will be red and swollen like this."

"real?"

Zhang Qingshan didn't answer, but just glared at Zhou Baoyu fiercely. If Zhang Qingshan explained, Zhou Baoyu would definitely be suspicious, but Zhang Qingshan said nothing and just glared at him like this, which made Zhou Baoyu very convinced.

Maybe it was because he felt a little itchy, so Zhou Baoyu wanted to reach out to scratch it again.

"Stop scratching, it's even more troublesome to scratch the skin." Zhang Qingshan stood up and told Zhou Baoyu: "I remember when Tashi left, he gave us a few small jars, one of which was specially designed to relieve itching. Hold on and I'll bring them to you."

"Ah! Brother, your calves are also red and swollen."

Zhang Qingshan bent over and saw that the outer side of his calf was indeed red and swollen, but because of the few scratches, the scratch marks on the red and swollen were very obvious.

"It's okay, I'll just apply some medicine later."

After walking a few steps, Zhang Qingshan stopped, turned around and said to them, "Forget it, you two come over and apply some medicine, put on your pants, otherwise, if you walk barely on this wild grass, no amount of medicine will be useless."

Then, the three of them applied some black ointment to the outside of their red and swollen calves. Not to mention that although the ointment left by Taxi was small, it really worked. In just five or six seconds, the coldness flowed straight into the brain along the calves. The unbearable itchy feeling disappeared immediately, which was very comfortable.

Then, the three of them put on a pair of Red Army trousers and started to set off again.

I don’t know if it was because of the previous play or because the road was too depressed, and I felt that there were only three of them in the world except for the endless water and grassland that seemed to never see the end. Although the three of them talked a few times from time to time, they obviously didn’t have the intention to talk. Often after saying a few words, they would lose their sexuality.

As dusk is about to come, it is time to find a dry place to rest. Use a telescope to scan the surrounding circle, but there is no raised area. After walking forward for another half an hour, when the sun sets, there is finally a raised area in the distance.

"Brother, look over there. Is it a small slope or there are many people?" Perhaps because he was too bored, Zhou Baoyu insisted on asking Zhang Qingshan to use a telescope to observe the surroundings every time he walked. Over time, Zhang Qingshan simply gave him the telescope, so every time Zhou Baoyu showed something else.

Hearing Zhou Baoyu's excited words, Zhang Qingshan was happy. He grabbed the telescope and looked in the direction of Zhou Baoyu's finger.

At seven or eight hundred meters, I vaguely saw a slightly raised blue-gray color, which was a little eye-catching in the green color. It was just because the distance was too far and I couldn't see clearly, and I couldn't tell whether it was a human being. But because this was a blue-gray color, which was different from the surrounding environment, Zhang Qingshan felt a sense of hope that he would not only find his companions, but also find many companions.

"Old Zhou, please see, is it a human or a small slope there?"

Zhou Ping was also excited, but while still excited, he still had some concerns: the three of them had not met their own comrades for a long time, and if they really met their own comrades, it would definitely be a big joy. But Wanyi met a comrade who had already died, which would particularly hurt people's morale. After all, after the three of them had been away for so many days, they all encountered rotten bones.

"The small soil slope should not be of this color, it should be of people."

When he heard Lao Zhou's words, Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Baoyu immediately became excited.
Chapter completed!