The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 166 Guilty Feelings and Wronged Feelings

In March, the temperature begins to rise.

Bathed in the spring rain, four hundred people returned home.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

Although the convoy wasn't as grand as the grain transport fleet, the commotion caused by the more than one hundred fully loaded trucks was still considerable.

The procession entered the city through the east gate.

Even as the last truck entered, the border guards refused to pull their necks back.

"What did you see?"

"Look at Zhang Laokou's lips, he can't even suppress them. With his habit of wanting three bowls of soup after eating a bowl of noodles, he's definitely going to make a fortune!"

"Is there such an easy way to get rich in this world? Every year so many brothers send local specialties to Ni's Trading Company and bring back grain, have you ever heard of any of them making more than a few extra copper coins?"

"Don't you even look at who their leader is? Everyone's saying Captain Gan is born with good fortune. She can even suggest skinning the Hu people alive to make them rich. If she puts her mind to it, it should be very easy for Old Zhang to squeeze some money out of them."

"Stop talking! Ang was just a little slow to register, he almost got selected!"

"Next time, even if I have to cry and beg, I'll still go with Captain Gan on errands!"

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Inside the camp.

The centurion who stayed behind acted as the one to report on their return journey late at night.

He spoke with indignation about the mountain bandits' collusion with the people of Beicang Village.

When he talked about how Captain Gan annihilated the bandits and villagers, he felt incredibly exhilarated.

He also praised the medical team that Captain Gan had brought, commending their hard work in moving corpses after the war and their meticulous care for the wounded.

Finally, when talking about his fallen brothers, he expressed his regret, but he was not as downcast as usual.

Patting his chest proudly, he said:
"We looted those bandits, and then used this silver to buy up the cotton cloth in Haijin Town. As long as we sell this cotton cloth, each of our deceased brothers' families will receive at least twenty-five taels of silver! In addition, with the pension given by the General, their wives, children, and parents will not have too much of a hard time in the future."

As for the few odds and ends he encountered on the way back, he only mentioned them briefly.

Anyway, none of them died in the bandit suppression operation.

The fact that they destroyed their hideout was glossed over with a brief mention.

Gan Minglan felt that this centurion must be a storyteller.

He recounted the events of that night in Haijin Town in such a dramatic way that those listening to his story felt indignant, tense, sad, and excited along with him.

Zhao Muyun clapped his hands and cheered repeatedly.

One thousand men killed more than three thousand, annihilating the enemy with minimal casualties.

Even with all its personnel rendered incapacitated, it still knew how to use General Lai's banner to intimidate various forces that were eyeing it covetously.

Captain Gan is indeed a wise, brave, and wealthy deputy general!
So what if you resell cotton cloth?

No one knew better than him, the commander-in-chief, how hard life was for the border troops.

Money obtained from bandits is called spoils of war.

As for the spoils of war, whoever captures them shall have them disposed of.

Moreover, they even took this opportunity to make a fortune with their dead brothers.

One can imagine that the families of soldiers who have lost loved ones will feel a greater sense of comfort upon hearing this news.

After all, the surviving family members must continue to live.

Zhao Muyun felt somewhat guilty in front of Gan Minglan, who had made great contributions.

Before the Lunar New Year, Gan Minglan was credited with the greatest contribution, which was written into his report, but the Ministry of War has yet to give him a reply.

If Gan Minglan were an ordinary military household, he would have been promoted to a guerrilla general based on this one incident alone.

But she is now an exiled convict!

Aside from the imperial court being able to grant him a pardon, there was no way to change his status from a good citizen to a good one.

Previously, when Gan Minglan proposed establishing a medical team, Zhao Muyun thought it was a good way to arrange for them to be placed in the military camp.

As it turned out, their medical team really came in very handy.

He couldn't offer any direct reward for his military achievements. He felt incredibly ashamed!
He needs to write a letter to his father, who is retired in Shangdu, and ask him to find out what those useless idiots in the Ministry of War are up to!

They do nothing but play power games all day long.

Gan Minglan did not understand General Zhao's thoughts.

After completing their task, they entrusted Tian Jiu and others to handle the subsequent buying and selling of the cotton cloth and the distribution of funds.

She left everyone with the impression that she was not good at making money, and then she took a ten-day leave.

did not expect.

As soon as she pushed open the gate of courtyard number thirty-six, she saw her two younger brothers who should have been far away in Daming Prefecture.

She was a little dazed, thinking she was dreaming, and couldn't help but rub her eyes.

But I heard two sounds in my ear:
"sister!"

"sister!"

Then, two young men, each a head taller than her, darted up to her in a few strides.

Each of them held one of her hands, laughing like idiots.

The three siblings each inherited some of their parents' facial features.

But their face shape, eyebrows, and three hairs all look the same.

Even strangers could easily tell that they were siblings.

In the original owner's memories, she knew how good their relationship was.

Having not seen each other for almost a year, Gan Minglan couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"When did you come to the border town? I was discussing with your brother-in-law about sending a message back to you, asking you to come and visit the border town."

Gan Mingshou grinned and laughed heartily:
"Sister, your brother and I are on the same wavelength! After my brother was jilted by that woman, I persuaded our parents and my brother to come and stay with you! I don't want to stay in Leyuan County for even a day without you here."

Gan Minglan then noticed that Gan Mingfu, who should have married a new wife, was still wearing a headdress resembling that of a single dog.

She hurriedly asked, "Why did you call off the engagement? My brother is such a talented and handsome young man, is Qi Dongyu blind?"

"Aren't you blind? Let me tell you, sister."

As the aggrieved party, Gan Mingfu did not harbor much resentment.

To everyone's surprise, Gan Mingshou, who was always all smiles and had an exceptionally cheerful and amiable personality, was now like an angry toad.

He simply recounted the ugly face of Qi Dongyu's family after they gained power and their entire family rose to prominence.

Gan Mingfu couldn't get a word in edgewise; his brother spoke for him the whole time.

During this time, he received several eye-rolls from his sister.

The three siblings were talking so intimately that no one could get a word in edgewise.

Fatty watched intently from the side, but his mother didn't give him a single glance for a long time.

The child was already full of grievances.

I felt wronged because I hadn't seen my mother for a long time.

Yuanyuan is picky and doesn't like drinking milk. She's getting less and less round as she grows up, and she cries all the time. He feels sorry for his little sister.

There's also the frustration he felt when he wanted to learn how to slaughter pigs but was constantly pressured by his maternal grandfather to practice the basics.

It was a long and difficult wait for his mother to come home.

And that's how it is.

His mother now only has eyes for her two uncles.

He was such a big, chubby baby right in front of him, yet he was completely ignored.

These uncles are all grown up, yet they still want to fight him for his mother!

Fatty felt like his stomach was about to explode with anger.

Then, the little guy showed no martial ethics.

He burst into tears immediately.

"Ouch! Stinky uncle! Stinky uncle! Let go of my mother! That's my mother! Go home and find your own mothers!"

(End of this chapter)