Thinking of this, Ma Dazhuang couldn't hold it back and coughed several times in succession.

"Oh, brother Da Zhuang, your illness is not serious. You'd better see the doctor and grab some to eat."

Seeing that Ma Dazhuang was coughing so hard that he was almost crying, Ma Sanniu reminded him quickly.

Ma Dazhuang smiled bitterly, "I would like to see a doctor, but I can't have the money."

He still had to save up the little military pay that had been withheld and send it back home.

My wife and children are hungry and will starve to death soon.

He is also a good man, and he never flinches when killing the enemy.

But he can't even support his wife and children.

Now that I am sick, I can only fight hard.

"No! You can't resist! The disease will only get worse and worse. If you fall down, my sister-in-law and nephew will have no hope!"

Ma Sanniu said eagerly.

He is not an alarmist, but tells the truth.

The Feng Jiajun does not have a series of welfare policies like the Yu Jiajun.

Even if a soldier died in battle, let alone he died of illness, there would be no compensation for his family.

If Ma Dazhuang was seriously ill, the Shangguan might throw him out for fear of contagion.

By then, Ma Dazhuang's family will only become more miserable.

Maybe in order to cure the disease, one has to sell one's son and daughter!

Alas, they are all fellow villagers. When he was in Feng Jiajun, Brother Da Zhuang also took care of him.

Ma Sanniu couldn't bear it, thought for a while, and said: "Well, I'll go to the doctor in our camp and see if he can get some soup for you!"

"Moreover, it's going to snow. How can I do it with just a single coat? I, I still have the old cotton-padded clothes that were issued two years ago. Although they are a little torn, they can still keep out the cold. Brother Da Zhuang, if you don't mind -

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It's too late for Ma Dazhuang to be grateful, so how could he be dissatisfied?

He kept saying thank you, his eyes and heart were full of gratitude to Ma Sanniu, and he was already envious and jealous of him.

How great would it be if I was also a member of the Yu family?

In particular, Ma Sanniu actually asked for a decoction to treat wind and cold from the doctor, and even put his own worn-out cotton coat on Ma Dazhuang's body.

Drinking the warm decoction, the bone-chilling feeling no longer existed in his body, and Ma Dazhuang's heart became even hotter.

"How great it would be if Feng Jiajun also changed his surname to Yu!"

This idea grows in my heart like a weed.

Ma Dazhuang was not alone. Soldiers in the Feng family's military camp and Shi He's camp also had such thoughts.

I really can't blame these big-headed soldiers.

They came to serve as soldiers without any lofty ideas. They just wanted to have enough to eat and if they could support their families, that would be even better.

I am not afraid of having a hard life, but I am afraid that the control group is next door.

My family doesn't have enough to eat, they don't have enough clothes to wear, and their military pay will be withheld and delayed;

Next door, the food is full of food, the clothes are warm, and there are so many rewards and benefits!

Envy, jealousy, hate.

Of course, they don't hate their neighbor, let alone Major General Yu.

They hate their bad luck, hate their boss for being too greedy and mean, and hate the general for not caring whether they live or die!

This hatred reached its peak after being unable to receive military pay for three consecutive months.

"It's almost the Chinese New Year, and my family is still waiting for me to get food back to celebrate the New Year!"

"My baby is sick and has no money to take care of her, so she is waiting for my military salary to save her life."

"You still have a family. My special mother is almost thirty and is still an old bachelor. Even a widow thinks I am poor!"

There are more and more complaints like this in the Shijia and Feng family camps.

Among the many voices, someone suddenly sighed, "Oh, it would be great if Major General Yu took over Xicheng!"

Everyone was silent.

But soon, the various rumors about the Yu family's army next door and the attached city instantly made their hearts agitate.

Yes, they are all from the Northwest Army, and the Yu family is not a traitor. Switching from the Feng family or the Shi family to the Yu family is not considered treason!

Besides, what if it's rebellion?

I and my family can no longer survive. Everyone on the left and right is dead. If I turn to the Yu family army, I might still have a way to survive...
Chapter completed!