Yan Dali clenched his fists, his teeth chattering. "I didn't say anything wrong, why should I leave?"
"Just because you repeatedly disobey discipline." Zhao Zheng said coldly: "If you don't want to join the village defense team, then leave obediently and go to the logistics department. If you have nothing to do, help the team members wash clothes and serve tea and water. It can also be considered a contribution.
If you continue to make trouble here, I will go back to my hometown in the village now!"
Zhao Zheng ran away.
Yan Dali's eyes turned red, "Zhao Laosan, what kind of man are you if you sue the village elder?"
"Stop right there, don't go complain. I, I...I'm leaving Team Eight..."
He was like a deflated ball, dejected.
He didn't understand why these people listened so much to the words of Zhao Laosan, a wimp.
But what he was sure of was that if he left Team 8 and went to the logistics department to help those women wash clothes, he would definitely be laughed to death by the villagers.
His parents could no longer hold their heads up in the village.
If the girl he likes knew about this, what would she think of him?
"You can't leave the team."
Yan Dali stopped and looked at Zhao Zheng.
"Anything else?" Zhao Zheng frowned.
Yan Dali took a deep breath, walked up to Zhao Zheng, and said humbly, "Zhao, Captain Zhao, can we go to the side and talk?"
"I have nothing to talk to you about." Zhao Zheng said with a straight face.
Yan Dali was extremely angry, but he didn't dare to show it. Regret appeared on his face. "Captain, I was wrong. I won't dare to speak carelessly again. Can you please let me go this time?"
"From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west. I, I...I will be your dog!"
These humiliating words were almost inaudible at the end.
Zhao Zheng heard it, but pretended not to hear it. "What do you think of me as?"
"I, I said, be your dog!" Yan Dali stammered.
"I didn't hear you, speak louder!" Zhao Zheng put his hand to his ear.
Everyone was holding back their laughter. They all heard it, so how could Zhao Zheng not hear it?
Yan Dali glanced at the others, his heart raging with anger, but in the end, in order to avoid being kicked out of Team Eight, he still risked his life, "I say, be your dog!"
puff!
Ha ha ha ha!
Everyone burst into laughter.
Pan Dabo looked at Yan Dali with contempt, thinking, "Even now, you want to marry my Lingzhi?"
Both Jiang Wagua and Big Beard felt relieved.
Before, Yan Dali mocked them for being dogs to Zhao Zheng, but now he begged them to be dogs to Zhao Zheng in front of everyone. It was so straightforward.
The others were secretly shocked. Not only was Zhao Zheng good at training soldiers, he also had a good grasp of the ways of the world. It was effortless for him to deal with Yan Dali and made him behave like a dog.
No wonder the village elders chose him as team leader.
There's really no comparison.
"Oh, so you want to be my dog." Zhao Zheng looked at the embarrassed Yan Dali and pondered for a moment. "Okay, since you are so sincere, I will give you one last chance. Remember, this is the last chance. If you can't seize it, get out of Team Eight!"
"Yes, thank you, Captain!" Yan Dali nodded stiffly.
"Go back."
Yan Dali returned to his original position in disappointment, having lost all his face. Although he hated Zhao Zheng in his heart, he dared not openly contradict Zhao Zheng again.
However, for Zhao Zheng, it is normal to have a few argumentative people in the team. Such characters are perfect for making an example of others.
Look, after all these operations, the way people looked at him changed.
"Let's begin patrolling now, according to our previous plan. Deputy Captain Pan, you will be on duty in the village, and I will be on guard in the back mountain, ready to respond at any time. If there is an emergency, lead everyone to the back mountain immediately. I will guide the villagers there!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Pan Datou nodded heavily.
The members also performed their duties and started to get busy.
Bang bang!
Pan Dabotou, holding a bamboo tube in his hand, began to beat the night watch along the main road of the village. "It's the first watch (from 7 to 9 pm), folks, be careful with candles~"
The villagers were all unaware of the calendar.
"Why is Zhao Laosan's patrol different from others?"
"Is there anyone else responsible for the night watch?"
"That's great, now I know what time it is!"
For most villagers, night watchmen are a novelty, but for Zhao Zheng, night watchmen are used to remind villagers not to sleep too deeply.
If the bandits came in the middle of the night, when everyone in the village was fast asleep, it would be impossible for them to escape in a short period of time.
Only the members of Group 8 know the deep meaning behind this, and this is why they admire Zhao Zheng.
Moreover, all members can rest, but Zhao Zheng is the only one who has to stay alone in the desolate back mountain for a whole night. Who wouldn't admire such dedication?
At least they couldn't do it. The back mountain was dark, cold and scary, and you could occasionally see ghost lights running around.
If any child made a fuss, they would scare them and threaten to throw them into the back mountain.
It can stop children from crying at night.
Zhao Zhengcai didn't believe this. He was sure that no one would dare to come to the back mountain at night, so he set up his secret base in the back mountain.
After Pan Da Nao finished his shift, Zheng Chunmei arrived as scheduled. If she hadn't seen the flickering light of fire in the darkness, she would not have dared to go up.
Smelling the smoke, she stepped forward and asked, "Aren't you on patrol at night? How dare you let me come to the back mountain? Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"
Zhao Zheng explained the reason, and Zheng Chunmei chuckled, "They all thought you were alone and miserable in the back mountain. Who would have thought you were stealing a widow in the back mountain!"
"Aren't you ashamed to say that?"
"You don't like it?" Widow Zheng said with her head held high.
Zhao Zheng was speechless and immediately changed the subject, "Have you taken a shower?"
"I washed it and cleaned it inside and out!" Zheng Chunmei said, and couldn't help sneezing.
"Caught a cold?"
"A little bit." Zheng Chunmei couldn't help shivering. "Hurry up and go up. The wind is blowing. I'm so cold!"
Zhao Zheng was wrapped in a bearskin coat, so he wasn't cold. However, he still held her under his armpit and walked slowly towards the forest.
This time, Zhao Zheng did not go to the back mountain, but chose a cave near the top of the mountain.
This cave was dug out by him temporarily, so if anything happened at the foot of the mountain, he would be able to react immediately.
Entering the cave, Zhao Zheng lit a candle.
Zheng Chunmei laid out the cloth with ease.
In the dim candlelight, Widow Zheng was kneeling there. She had her hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, and even had a little rouge on her face. Her little mouth was very red, as if it was smeared with blood.
"You dressed like this, can't your old woman see it?"
"She's very stingy. She never lights a lamp after dark, never makes a fire to keep warm, and she doesn't even know I'm wearing makeup."
Zheng Chunmei has been reflecting on herself these past few days and is preparing to give Zhao Zheng a hard time today to make him understand how good she is. "Uncle, it's getting late, let me give you a good massage..."
Those almond-shaped eyes are quite attractive.
Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "No hurry, let's have an appetizer first."