strictlysupreme Chapter 166 Learning to Make Coffins
Chapter 166 Learning to Make Coffins
After burying the lieutenant general and the soldiers, the little girl broke free from her father's hand and ran towards Meng Buren.
She raised her head and said seriously, "Can An An learn to make coffins from Admiral Meng?"
Meng Bu Ren was stunned, and without even thinking, he agreed, "Okay!"
After his brain caught up with his mouth, he was at a loss, "Making a coffin is very hard..."
"Miss, you are a precious girl, you don't need to learn..."
Jiang An tilted his head in confusion, "Why can't An An learn?"
"I'm very strong."
The identity of the eldest daughter of the Zhenguo Palace is only remembered by the little girl when she is competing with her father~
Meng Buhen looked in Jiang Jichen's direction.
After receiving the prince's affirmative nod, he agreed again, "Miss, if you want to learn, you can come to me anytime!"
The little girl looked at him, "Now."
Meng couldn't bear the fact that his Adam's apple was sliding. Was it so sudden?
He originally thought that the young lady was just upset by this incident and was overwhelmed with emotion.
But in the next few days, Jiang An appeared in the military camp with her father.
Report to Meng Buren on time every day.
From going up the mountain to select wood, to cutting and polishing the boards...
The little girl was carrying a large wooden board. Her two fat hands were covered with blisters, but she persisted without saying a word.
Until six days later, the coffin was painted...
Jiang An looked at his paws that were wrapped like steamed buns, and then at the coffin that looked like a real coffin.
There are always things that are not as expected in life, so she will do her best to make these things more perfect... and more perfect!
She may not be able to protect everyone, but she can make coffins.
Jiang Jichen came to pick up the little girl. He and Hu Yan stopped a few steps away and looked at the little girl in his hands standing next to the coffin.
"An..."
Hearing her father's voice, Jiang An turned around.
She stretched out her hands towards the tall figure, her mouth pursed, as if she was about to cry.
Making coffins is really tiring...
Her hand really hurts...
The old father quickly picked her up and gently wiped away the tears in her eyes with his hands.
"Dad will take you to apply medicine, and the pain will go away after the medicine is applied."
The little girl pinched his outer robe with her fingertips and pointed at the coffin, "An has learned..."
From now on, she can also make coffins for the dead soldiers.
Life is precious, and death should not be silent. She will remember that the coffin was made by her own hands.
Jiang Jichen felt so soft-hearted after listening to his daughter's words.
He touched the little girl's sweaty face and said proudly, "Our An is very good."
From the engineering camp to the main tent, the little girl had already fallen asleep on her father's shoulder.
After getting off the carriage, Hu Yan and the others looked at Jiang An's soft sleeping face and lowered their voices for fear of waking her up.
Xie Yunshan saw them coming back from afar and wanted to say hello, but Meng Buren quickly rushed over and covered his mouth.
General Xie was almost suffocated by his strength, and even rolled his eyes...
He patted the man's hand without any effort, "Hmm..."
Hu Yan shook his head and said softly, "The little girl is asleep, please keep your voice down."
"Meng Buren, let him go."
Xie Yunshan was reborn and breathed in fresh air.
Jiang An rested for another day before she remembered that she hadn't been to school for half a decade.
The guilty little girl put on her school uniform, stood obediently in the side hall, lowered her head and looked at her toes.
Outside the side hall, a few young boys were sticking their butts out and looking inside through the window paper.
Huo Changming was so anxious that he was spinning around in circles, fearing that his sister would be punished.
"Xingsang, how are you?"
"Hey, let me see!"
Li Xingsang turned around and slapped him, "Just stay still. I don't think the teacher looks angry."
As he said, the old teacher sitting on the seat did not look angry at all. He just asked the elementary school student in a calm tone,
"An An, can you tell me what you have done in the past half decade?"
Jiang An raised her head. The five-year-old girl had grown a lot taller and taller, and had a bit of the look of a little beauty.
"An An went to the natural trench outside of Shili Village to suppress the bandits, buried the fallen soldiers, and learned how to make coffins."
The master looked at her, puzzled, "Why did you learn to make coffins?"
She is the daughter of the king of the town, and the little girl doesn't even need to know these things.
"The coffins of the soldiers in the army are made by engineers. They are strong and will not collapse."
"The fallen soldiers sleep peacefully."
The old man waved his hand and asked her to come forward.
Jiang An walked over obediently, opened his clear eyes, and spread out his two fat paws behind his back following the teacher's movements.
It was really Fat Claw, because the wound on her hand had not healed yet.
She muttered quietly, "Master, won't you punish An An?"
“I didn’t study for my lessons…”
The old master laughed a few times, and stroked the little girl's head with his old hand, "Why did the master punish you..."
"Although you have not reviewed your lessons, you have learned the loyalty of a soldier."
"The purpose of studying is to understand reason and know the world, and you have done it."
"The Master wants to reward you!"
He took out two pieces of caramel from the box on the small table and placed them in the little girl's hand.
Jiang An smiled, his eyes curved, "Thank you, Master~"
She held a piece of malt candy in her mouth, her cheeks puffed up, and she looked particularly naive.
The old master picked up the scroll and stood up, "Come on, follow me to the hall."
"Ok!"
Inadvertently, the little girl caught a glimpse of the letter under the book and only noticed the word "study abroad".
She just took a quick look and then forgot about it, just like what the bandit leader had said that day, Jiang An had already thrown it away eight hundred miles away.
As soon as he walked out of the side hall, the old man caught a few people eavesdropping.
Qi Shanyuan, Li Xingsang and Huo Changming stood in a row and greeted in unison.
When Jiang An saw them, his eyes lit up slightly, and he moved his little feet stealthily closer.
The old man responded and knocked on each person's head with his scroll, "A gentleman should do what he should do and should not do what he should not do..."
"Eavesdropping is not what a gentleman does!"
Qi Shanyuan and Li Xingsang raised their heads and said honestly, "Students are learning from you."
Huo Changming was a little slow, lowered his head, and spoke in a low voice, "The students know..."
The old man went and came back, standing before him, "lifting his head."
Huo Changming: Huh?
He was a little confused and raised his head obediently.
The old man knocked him on the head again, "Why are you bowing your head?"
"Although you eavesdropped, it was for your sister. I am teaching you, so you should listen and accept my instruction. There is no need to be ashamed!"
Huo Changming grinned. He was not serious about his studies and listened to other people's gossip all day long. He had become accustomed to being a poor student and never thought that one day he would be told that he didn't need to be ashamed.
"Student understands, Master!"
This time, the sound almost deafened the old man.
He glared at the young man and said jokingly, "Although I am old, I am not deaf."
"Hehe~"
Li Xingsang also laughed, and complained in his heart that his classmate was laughing so foolishly.
July...August...September,
Soon it is the harvest season again.
In early September, there is also a little girl’s birthday.
The palace started preparing as early as August...
I missed the eldest daughter’s birthday last year, so this year we must make it grand...even grander!
Especially Jiang Jichen, he gave orders to the entire secret group to collect rare treasures from all over the world.
Jiang An's birthday was successfully held by his high-profile father with the momentum of an emperor ascending the throne...