Speaking of the treatment of the army, Niu Dalang was full of longing and seemed to be full of energy.

Because Fei Qian's welfare benefits to soldiers far exceeded the original standards of soldiers in the Han Dynasty, the recruitment system in Guanzhong was almost full every year, and he was rushing to join the army. Even because of joining the army, his family became a military household and could begin to enjoy some reduced treatment.

Military households, in the Song Dynasty, were thieves who were entrusted with the army. In the Ming Dynasty, they were low-ranking households and inferior people. They were not allowed to be enrolled in the imperial examinations. They looked down on soldiers and believed that military households were inferior to others, and that dignitaries, nobles, gentry and wealthy people deserve respect. As a result, when the national crisis is encountered, can they still expect military households in such an environment to stand up and fight for the country?

Of course, the army is not full of saints, not all of them are good people, and some are also using their military identities to steal and commit crimes. Fortunately, both Fei Qian and generals from all over the country hate this kind of crime. If there are ordinary fights in the camp, sometimes in order to cultivate blood courage, the board is raised high and put down gently. Once you find that someone is really using the military identities to oppress the people, it will be almost strictly and severe and will be dealt with by military law!

In addition, the current rogues and sluts in Guanzhong Sanfu and other places have almost disappeared, and the recruited people are all good-family children, so in terms of abiding by military laws, they are relatively stronger and better than before.

『At that time…』 Niu Dalang picked up the hoe again and hoeed the ground,『At that time… don’t go and send me…I’m the most shameful person to cry…』

When people from the village went to join the army before, there were really a lot of people crying. It is inevitable that they will be separated from one's life and death.

Niu Dalang doesn't like this.

Because he had cried before, he even knelt down and cried to others, kowtowed and begged, but it was useless.

No use at all.

Others just laughed.

So from that time on, he stopped crying and did not like the people at home crying.

I cry, I can't cry, I can't ask, I can't ask!

Everything you want is to fight for yourself!

"Well, my mother likes to cry, but she doesn't go," Niu Xiaomei's eyes rolled, "I don't like to cry, I'll give you it!"

"Sir, I didn't know who it was, I cried like a mud monkey..." Niu Dalang exposed the shortcomings without hesitation.

"Ah, brother! I don't like to cry anymore!" Niu Xiaomei argued loudly.

『Okay, okay, you don’t like to cry anymore…』 Niu Dalang continued to hoe the ground, 『By the way, girl…』

"Um?"

"In the future, what kind of person do you want to marry?"

"I want to marry a soldier!" Niu Xiaomei was not vague and replied crisply, "Like a brother!"
Chapter completed!