"Uncle General, will you recruit my dad to join the army?"

"It's the kind of soldiers riding horses, wearing very thick iron clothes, and the horses also wearing iron clothes, and they knocked on them, that kind of soldiers."

The little guy who came here to serve the rice this time was a Yaya who was younger than the little hair just now. Perhaps because of the girl, Xiao Yaya was born with a sense of spirituality.

Although she was very hungry and watched the big pot swallow continuously, she did not raise the bowl immediately, but reached out to hug Guo Ziyi's thigh.

He raised his little face and asked what he had just said.

Why do we say that children are free to speak? Because this is the most heart-to-heart voice.

Guo Ziyi looked at the little girl, looking at the timidity and desire in her eyes, he couldn't help but squat down, trying to make his voice gentle, and asked softly: "Can you tell Uncle Guo why you want your father to join the army?"

"Because there is food!"

The little girl almost blurted out without thinking, and she spoke very much, and said with a very longing tone, "As a soldier, you have food to eat. If you have food to eat, your father will not be hungry anymore. If your father is not hungry, he will have the energy to go out to find food, so that Yaya and her mother will not be hungry either."

Guo Ziyi felt a thrust in her heart, and couldn't help but stop the little guy with her hands and said, "Who said this to you? Did you think of it yourself?"

"I thought it myself!"

"When I woke up hungry at night, my mother always gave me water. My mother said that drinking water can support my stomach, but after drinking it, I don't feel hungry. But after drinking a lot of water, my stomach is still hungry..."

"Once I was so hungry that I couldn't hold on and couldn't help crying. Yaya rarely cried. I knew that crying would make my mother uncomfortable, so I always held back and didn't cry."

"But I couldn't hold it back that time."

"I was so hungry that I cried, and my mother cried too. My mother hugged me and said: Yaya holds on for a while, Yaya holds on for a while, and the general is about to recruit soldiers. Your father will definitely become the general's soldier. After your father is recruited, there will be a portion of food to take. Then, it will be cooked into thick porridge for Yaya to eat, so that Yaya will never cry hungry again..."

Guo Ziyi's eyes were sore, but she forced herself to continue asking, saying, "Your mother said that she gave you food, why did you think of giving it to your father?"

The little girl did not hesitate at all, and said with a serious face: "Because my father can only support me and my mother after he has eaten enough. If I eat the food, I will kill my father. If my father starves to death, my mother and I will starve to death."

At a young age.

So premature.

If the father eats the food, the whole family can live with it. If the food is allowed to be eaten by her, she will be the only one who can fill the whole family...

This is the difference between saturation and fullness every meal, which contains a seemingly ordinary but profound philosophy.

However, Guo Ziyi believed that this was not the little girl's premature wisdom. Although she spoke this philosophy, she actually did not understand the philosophy.

The reason why she really made her say this was because of the kindness and filial piety in the little guy's nature.

Guo Ziyi gently stroked the little girl's hair and asked curiously: "Uncle Guo has one last question, why do you want your father to be the kind of soldier wearing iron clothes?"

"Because you can save your life!"

The little girl still answered simply, stretched out her hand and gestured, and said, "That kind of iron clothes can save lives when worn on her body. They are very thick and very hard."

After all, she is still too young and doesn't know that iron clothes are called heavy armor, and each cost of heavy armor will cost at least dozens of tons.

What is the concept of dozens of silos?

In this world, you can support more than a dozen families.

If used to hire people, a thousand adult men only need ten cents of money to work a day. This is the kind of work that costs life, whether it is food or housing, or only pays wages.

Only a thousand people work hard for a day can they be qualified to earn ten cents of money. A pair of heavy armor costs ten cents of money and can hire thousands of strong men.

This is the price of working for a day, but it can be calculated in reverse.

If a man works hard and works hard, regardless of food or housing, and only pays wages, then if he wants to earn dozens of chunks of money, he will have to do at least a few thousand days of work.

Making money does not mean saving. Because eating and drinking costs money, if you want to save up to tens of thousands of chunks of money, a man has to work tens of thousands of days.

It only takes 365 days a year, and it only takes more than 3,600 days a year.

What does ten thousand days mean? At least 30 years after conversion.

Therefore, the value of a heavy armor can be equivalent to the labor of a strong man for 30 years. It is a labor that works hard day after day, day after day.

...

The little girl definitely doesn't understand the value of heavy armor.

In her mind, she only thought that this thing was very powerful and could save her father after joining the army.

Although Guo Ziyi knew the value of heavy armor, he did not intend to inform the little girl. Instead, his face was gentle and his tone was solemn, and he said, "Okay, now Uncle Guo answers your question. I will recruit your father and give him a pair of heavy armor... It is the kind of iron clothes that are so jingling when you knock."

"I will also give him a war horse, so I will give him a horse, so that he can become a cavalry and earn food for Yaya to eat. OK?"

Hearing Guo Ziyi's agreement, the little girl seemed extremely excited, but she did not forget the serious matter in her excitement. She raised her little face and added eagerly: "The horse must also wear iron clothes. Uncle Guo should not forget this."

Guo Ziyi was too big and nodded, "Okay, horses must wear iron clothes. In this way, your father is not an ordinary cavalry. He will become a black armored iron cavalry, the most elite black armored iron cavalry under my command."

"Can you save your life during war?" The little girl is most concerned about.

However, Guo Ziyi did not dare to answer this topic for a while.

Since ancient times, the battlefield has been dangerous, who can guarantee that no one will die?

Although the Black Armor Iron Cavalry is elite, it does not mean invincible.

In the crowd not far away, the old mansion soldier rushed over with sweat. A woman was followed by the old mansion soldier, probably the little girl's mother.

Both of them were cautious and said carefully: "General, Yaya has annoyed you. This child has been strange since childhood and is different from other children. She doesn't understand the price of poor people and thinks her father is very important."

Guo Ziyi shook her head solemnly and said in a deep voice: "You are wrong. I don't think Yaya is strange. On the contrary, this is the nature that a child should have. A father must be a priceless treasure in the eyes of his children."

He said with a laugh and said, "It's just a pair of heavy armor and a war horse. Since the little guy's wish is this, why is I, the general, not satisfied?"

"But I can't pay for it in vain. I need to recover some capital. Your Niujia Village is too poor, and the whole village can't get a pair of heavy armored money... Hahahaha, pay for the child, how about handing over this little Yaya to me?"

The old soldier was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed with surprise.

However, Yaya's mother was disgraced and subconsciously believed that Guo Ziyi wanted to cure the child.

"General, please..." The woman was pale and wanted to kneel down.

Guo Ziyi grabbed her, picked up the little girl with the other hand, suddenly shouted outside, and laughed: "Wife, come quickly, I'm going to recognize a good daughter, I have to let you deal with this matter."

In the night not far away, Yang Yuhuan's voice was also smiling, saying, "Do you recognize your daughter? Or do you recognize your child bride? This little girl is really good. I think it's better to be a daughter than a daughter."

Yaya's mother was stunned on the spot.

The refugees around were full of envy.

The general wants to take on a daughter, but the general’s wife wants a daughter-in-law? No matter what the situation is, Xiao Yaya’s identity has reached the top in one step.

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