Mo Xinran always thought that the iron-blooded warriors on the battlefield were very serious. At least they should have more scars on their faces, and their skin should be extremely rough. Not to mention that they have stubble on their faces, they should be very old and mature!

But the little fat man refreshed her concept. This Eighth Route Army officer did not look thin at all, but a little... The little fat man has no rough skin at all, but is unusually pink and fair, but his back is very great... (Can you not be so fat?)

The most important thing is that the little officer looked unripe at all. Yesterday he saw him fighting with a small animal and rolling several circles in the snow. He heard that the purpose was to compete for a piece of sweet honey.

Oh my God, is this the hero in her mind? I feel that the picture is too beautiful and I dare not watch it!

My best friend has learned bad things recently. Since she has been working as a coolie for more than half a month, she has not lost weight every day, but her strength has grown a lot. Mo Xinran feels that she can reach an adult with one punch now.

Fortunately, this little officer is more considerate and deliberately asked Xiao Wen not to do this. Working hard labor every day is not something that reporters should do.

Li Feng also felt very depressed. He was a reporter, so he could just be a coolie for a week to experience life. But my sister is fine. She couldn't stop as soon as she started. It's embarrassing!

"Reporter Mo, are you doing something? I see you walking around outside the door, aren't you adapting to our lives?"

Only when you can adapt can you have a ghost. If you work hard labor all day, your body can't stand it? The little fat man thought so in his heart.

But Mo Xinran smiled and shook her head, then took out a notebook from her body, and it seemed that she wanted to talk to the fat man again.

"You don't have to be so restrained, and it's so formal. I'm afraid that I'll say something wrong, hahahaha!"

A fat man smiled extremely unrestrainedly, so that the two fat man on the ground said with some dissatisfaction. It was sleeping, so it would be better not to make noise.

National treasures need to sleep, and the movement is smaller.

At this time, Mo Xinran felt something and wrote a few quick strokes on her laptop...

"This little officer is very easy-going, and can even be said to be without any majesty and approachable. It is hard to imagine that he is a hero who cuts off the Japanese with a knife on the battlefield."

It is indeed unimaginable that Mo Xinran felt that the concept in his head should be about to be, otherwise he would not be able to keep up with Li Feng's pace.

Just at this moment, Xiao Jin was very proud to bit a big rabbit and walked into the command center with his tail.

He raised his head slightly and glanced at Mo Xinran, then ran to Li Feng and left the big rabbit.

The little fat man touched Xiao Jin's head, which was a reward for it, and then smiled at Mo Xinran in front of him:

"Reporter, you have a good time. Xiao Jin caught a particularly big rabbit today. I probably can't eat it alone. You are here, so you can try my skills."

"Aowoo!"

Xiao Jin licked his lips and knew at a glance that he had just been fed outside and ran back. This big fat rabbit probably couldn't eat the rest.

"May I?"

"There is nothing wrong. Don't steal or rob me. This is what my little brother brought back to honor me!"

When Mo Xinran heard Li Feng say this, she couldn't help but remember it in her laptop:

"He is really easy-going. He has two animals around him. I heard it is his little brother. Both little guys are very smart. One is a golden leopard and the other is a black and white bear. I heard it is called a cat bear and looks very cute.

The two younger brothers have different personalities. The golden leopard can always catch prey and come back to honor him, but the bear only knows how to eat and sleep. I heard that it is a prodigal son. Last time he bit Li Feng's butt..."

The truth about the news that the beast bites was spread from her, and I don’t know what the Japanese would think if they knew it.

Eating rabbits is a very happy thing, but it is not so pleasant to have an extra mouth.

My sister didn’t know if she had finished moving things. Anyway, she just came back from the hot spring and had a blush on her face. It was probably because she had been soaking in the hot spring for too long.

The rabbit is so big in total, and the fat little rabbit head doesn't eat it. Xiao Jin is cheap, but this guy seems to be full and sneer at the rabbit head.

"Fatty, our food has been severely damaged by rats recently. Yesterday I saw a few mice as big as cats, which almost scared me to death. What should you do about this?"

Li Feng had known about the fact that he had too much food to attract mice. It was strange that there should be only starving mice these days, but there were mice as big as cats in their warehouses. I don’t know whether to cry or laugh.

Obviously Mo Xinran was a little interested in this matter, and pulled Xiao Wen's arm and asked:

"Can mice grow as big as cats? Xiao Wen, the Eighth Route Army has never had enough food, why do you have so much food?"

Mo Xinran had already heard that the Eighth Route Army lacked clothes and had no fun, and even the porridge they drank every day could show people's figures.

But after coming to Li Feng's side, she felt that was not the case, because he would eat a lot of steamed buns every day and add sugar to it, which should not be a sign of hardship.

When I went to the barracks, I saw that each soldier had three meals and occasionally had a few pieces of meat. Could it be that the rumored hardship is the manifestation of this?

After asking Xiao Wen, she said she couldn't explain the matter clearly. In short, the only one who could eat here was their family. The other Eighth Route Army soldiers might not even be able to drink the porridge that could reveal the figure!

"Reporter Mo, Xiao Wen really can't explain this matter clearly. I'll explain it to you.

Wasn't we having a locust plague before? Locusts are everywhere, and many victims cannot eat food. The same is true for our troops. Many people starved to death nearby at that time, and there are still corpses on the side of the road.

But many people don’t know that yellow worms are actually edible and are very nutritious.

After boiling the locusts and drying them, they will grind them into powder. The steamed buns you make are no worse than those made from wheat flour. By the way, the steamed buns you eat in the morning are made of locust flour and corn flour.”

Mo Xinran heard about the fact that locusts can eat, but she didn't expect that she had eaten so much, and she still felt that she had a lot of reminiscence. Now she thought about it, but her stomach was a little rolling.

But it doesn't matter. Since this thing can be eaten non-toxic, harmless and nutritious, it is food. No wonder the Eighth Route Army can eat so much, and most of the feelings are locusts.

"I understand. It turns out that you are so poor that you have all gone to the field to catch locusts. I will definitely record this."
Chapter completed!