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    The so-called fortifications are just the construction of gates in front of and behind the village.  There was a lot of wood in the mountains, so hundreds of people came together to build a small city wall according to the shape of the city, and then made a portal.  When the fight is about to begin, the archers stand up and the gate is closed, which is a checkpoint.  The amount of this kind of project is not large.  The hard-working people in the mountains erected the small gates in front of and behind the village in just half a day.  No matter who it is, seeing these two gates established, they feel a little safer in their hearts and feel more grateful to Wu Feng.  The world is in chaos now, and there are so many bandits that villages are massacred at every turn, which they are usually afraid of.  But no one started, and no bandits were encountered, so no portal was built.  Now that the portal is built, I feel at ease.  Naturally, I am more grateful to Wu Feng who took the lead.  Not to mention the villagers, even Wu Feng felt a sense of security.  There are two hundred soldiers in the front and rear gates, plus the villagers and village women in the village. If you want to capture this small village, it would be a dream without five hundred people.  The Yellow Turban Uprising has not yet broken out, and the bandits and bandits are all small groups. Those who have the power to capture this village are even rarer.  Furthermore, even if the Yellow Turban Uprising broke out, wouldn¡¯t Wu Feng¡¯s power increase?  At that time, as long as there are thousands of elite soldiers, this village will be a strong enemy, and the Yellow Turban Rebellion will definitely be able to survive safely. Not only will it survive safely, but it will also take advantage of the opportunity.  Earn some fame.  Thinking of this, Wu Feng felt excited. Because he was too energetic and there was still some time before dark, Wu Feng led Wu Zheng and other eleven soldiers to practice hard.  By the time it gets dark, everyone is tired and lying down.  Only Wu Feng was still too energetic. Under everyone's admiring gaze, he turned around and went back to his home.  Wu Feng¡¯s house is similar to most houses in the mountains, with yellow mud walls and a row of rooms on top of thatched roof.  Bedroom, living room, kitchen, it can be said that even though it is small, it is fully equipped.  Usually we eat in the living room, but at this time, it¡¯s usually time to start eating.  Therefore, Wu Feng went to the living room.  The situation in the living room made Wu Feng a little stunned.  I saw my mother, Deng, kneeling on the main seat, as if waiting for him to come back.  People in the mountains usually have the same surname in the same village, so people in the same village are not encouraged to get married. Deng was married from a nearby village.  She is only thirty-two years old this year, which can be said to be the golden years of women in modern times.  But the mother in front of her had half gray hair, her hands were covered with calluses and wrinkles, and she looked like an old lady in her forties or fifties.  Wu Feng has always respected this mother. He lost his father a long time ago, and it was his mother who brought him up with tears and shit.  Although he is a time traveler, Wu Feng feels that life is given by his mother.  So he believes that no one in the world, even his little brother Wu Zheng, is as important as his mother.  "Mother." Wu Feng saw Deng kneeling on the throne, bowed to Deng respectfully, and called his mother.  "I heard about what happened today. Do you want to join the army? You know, you are the only child in our family." Mrs. Deng glanced at her son, with no emotion or anger on her face.  But Wu Feng knew that his mother was angry.  Not long ago, Wu Feng said that only children in the family were not allowed to join the army.  In fact, he is also the only child in the family.  ??And it is a single generation of three generations.  According to mother's words, you can do anything, but you are absolutely not allowed to join the army as a soldier.  Wu Feng knew that his mother would not be able to pass this test without an explanation.  So Wu Feng took a deep breath, knelt down respectfully towards Deng, and kowtowed: "Mother, although we can live in such a dilapidated thatched house, it is very difficult. And once you join the army, you can get rich and noble.  Besides, you can't catch tiger cubs without entering the tiger's den." Deng was very knowledgeable. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "You are not a mother who wants to prevent your son from being rich. When you were a child, I sent you to school, but you didn't.  Go. You must know that being a scholar can make you an official and make you rich. " "But in today's world, it is very difficult to be an official if you are filial and honest, and if you are illiterate, you have to work hard.  You can gain wealth and honor." Wu Feng patiently explained to Deng.  " Xiaolian and Maocai are systems for selecting officials, but this era is chaotic and these are full of darkness. Furthermore, he has no family background, so in Wu Feng's opinion, there is not much future in studying.  "Hey." Deng was silent for a long time after hearing this, and finally sighed and shed a line of tears.  "Mother." Wu Feng was shocked and shouted.  "Forget it, although a mother feels sorry for her son, she shouldn't block her son's path to wealth. You can go ahead, but you need to get married to continue the family lineage of my Wu family." Mrs. Deng waved her hand and wiped her hand.Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, although he was sad, he had to give up his son to become a soldier.  But Deng straightened his face again and asked Wu Feng to resist the task of passing on the family line.  Wu Feng looked strange when he heard this. In fact, Deng had mentioned this matter in the early years.  Generally, men and women can understand the affairs between men and women at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and can then have sex and get married.  The ancients had a short life and could call themselves old husband at the age of thirty.  It is common to get married at a young age. He is a single son of the third generation, and his mother has long been planning to find a wife for him.  "To be honest, Wu Feng really doesn't like the big girls in the mountains. Not to mention their dark skin, they are as strong as men, but they don't have the femininity of women.  This is simply a nightmare for Wu Feng, who aspires to be the most beautiful woman in the world.  So I tried to shirk it in every possible way, but at this moment, I really couldn't shirk it.  Wu Feng thought for a while, decided to do Tai Chi, and said: "Mom, the bandits are attacking now. I really don't have the intention to wait until the bandits are over, okay?" "Don't coax me." Deng saw that she was stubborn.  The son compromised and was immediately overjoyed, but he was afraid that Kong would be happy, so he said seriously.  "You don't dare to disobey your mother." Wu Feng said honestly.  "Okay, let's go have a meal." Mrs. Deng said with a happy face.  "Promise." Wu Feng agreed.  Immediately, Mrs. Deng brought the meal over.  The meal is rice, and the vegetables are mountain delicacies, including bacon made from wild boar, wild vegetables from the mountains, and bird eggs.  ¡°My mother is very handy, these things are not bad, they taste very sweet.  What's more, while Mrs. Deng was eating for herself, she also didn't forget to pick up vegetables for Wu Feng, and she loved him very much.  This made Wu Feng feel even more guilty, wondering if it was time to find a woman after this incident?  After eating the meal, Wu Feng helped Deng to wash her feet and then settled down.  The next day, Wu Feng led four more uncles to train soldiers together.  In the small mountain village, shouts and shouts filled the sky, and there was a lively atmosphere.  It went on like this for two days, and on the third day, it was different.  It¡¯s time to let those Yellow Turbans go and inform Uncle Wang.
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