Durin's Diary

Chapter 916 Smell

"You're too late. That day, Mr. Dulin overturned the table. The unlucky guy who rented the restaurant and his uncle who was in charge of managing the restaurant have been shot. Mr. Dulin gave the order himself. These chefs were personally trained by Miss Xia Li at Mr. Dulin's request. He also specially selected a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old children to help out, just to have them keep an eye on these guys for Mr. Dulin."

Guo Huai smiled as he said this: "Speaking of which, that family and a commander of Yumen Pass are actually related by marriage."

“I personally spoke to the old marshal about this matter. What audacious thing! The Chang Tang army has no need for these parasites.” The old general snorted as he said this, then looked at Du Lin: “By the way, what’s the deal with those five children?”

Guo Huai was an insider, so he told the whole story.

Hearing that Dulin had been taking care of five children these past few days, the old general found it somewhat amusing: "How old is he... You know what, these children don't look like they have injured parents at all."

“After dinner last night, Mr. Dulin personally took them to the civilian hospital to see their parents. The doctor said they could be discharged after a few more days of rest. For the dwarf demon who was pushed down and trampled in the crowd, this is already a stroke of good luck amidst misfortune,” Guo Huai said with emotion.

That's true, and the old general understood, so when he looked at the five children, he finally decided to let Mr. Dulin take care of them—look at these five children, all with smiles on their faces, their mouths full of oil, the little guys are clearly very satisfied with the food in front of them.

Well, this young gentleman is skilled in both literature and martial arts; is there anything in this world he can't do?

If the young marshal's child were like Mr. Dulin, how wonderful it would be to have another leader to guide the Tang army.

It's a pity there can only be one marshal. The children of the Mo family are ultimately better suited to the sky.

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Du Lin watched the old general come and go, and he felt a little sad. Chang Tang was a good place, but there were always some dim-witted people who thought that no one in the world could control them. They even dared to cut the soldiers' rations being transported to the front line right in front of Du Lin.

Dulin immediately asked the young men from the military law department to fire a volley of shots at the young boss and his uncle.

What nonsense! My uncle is the commander of Yumen Pass, and my ancestor was just an old man. Believe me, if your uncle comes over, I'll treat him to naan until he's stuffed to death. What a load of rubbish!

As a result, the seven-day mourning period had almost passed, and the Changtang military hadn't uttered a single word. At first, Du Lin thought that if they had spoken, the military would just pretend they were deaf. Now it seems that even though he hadn't written a report, no one had reported this matter.

That's absolutely outrageous.

Thinking of this, Du Lin looked at the five children. The eldest and fourth were boys, and the remaining three were girls. Although they were of different ages, the five children loved each other. Du Lin estimated that even without him, these five children could survive by eating food from many different families.

But Dulin couldn't stand it, right? It's better to take care of the meals himself.

Moreover, the girls in Dulin felt that Dulin was not wrong in doing so. Although Changtang was good, it had a bad habit that came from the same source as Xilu, namely, human traffickers.

There are many good people in this world, but desires never cease and struggles never end. What if you encounter a bad person?

This also made Dulin very sad—why are there so many bad people in this world that they can't be eradicated?

Thinking of this, Dulin wanted to smoke again, but looking at the five little brats in front of him with their faces covered in grease from eating, Dulin finally forced himself to take out a box of candy from his pocket, put one in his mouth, and then handed the rest to their eldest brother: "Here, have some. Oh, and tell your younger siblings not to forget to brush their teeth tonight."

Although we don't know how long these chaotic days will last, kids still need to brush their teeth.

"Thank you, Mr. Dulin." The older brother took the candy box and then pushed away his younger brother's outstretched hand: "You can eat it tonight. Finish what's in your bowl first."

The younger brother was a little aggrieved, but he still obediently continued eating. Dulin smiled and nodded—look at this older brother, he's so sensible.

My heart is filled with joy.

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After bringing the little ones back to the front of the building, Dulin rubbed a large bucket, prepared water for them to bathe themselves, and then said to his daughter, "I have to go to the front lines to see how the soldiers are eating today."

Ultimately, he was afraid that the idiots in the kitchen would betray Dulin's good intentions, thinking that since Dulin hadn't gone to the front lines to check on the soldiers' meals these past few days, they would dare to cook poorly.

As for the old general not turning hostile after eating, it wasn't that Dulin suspected him of having a problem, but rather that Dulin wondered if these old men had any issues with their palates, what if they couldn't tell the difference between coarse and fine textures, salty and mild flavors?

"I'll go with you," Xiang Shu said.

"Why are you following me?"

“I’m the military supervisor. If you find any problems, I can stamp your actions directly to show that the royal family approves of them.” Xiang Shu patted her chest, making a hollow thud. “Just like when you shot that idiot and his uncle a few days ago, if I were here, the military and royal family’s order to reprimand that family would have already arrived at Yumen Pass with this old master.”

With Xiang Shu saying that, Du Lin had no reason to object. He snapped his fingers and said, "Then come with me. Anta, you can go to dinner with Melinda later, or have Xia Li bring the food up."

"I'll eat at the cafeteria; after all, I haven't tried any local food from Changtang yet," Anta said.

Dulin nodded, gesturing for Xiangshu to follow him.

After leaving the city and passing through the city gate, Dulin entered the defensive zone and greeted the soldiers sitting with him.

These big heads should be from the 227th Company. The company commander is a middle-aged man with white hair. In the soldiers' words, this old man has lived longer than their grandfathers. It is said that there is a betting game about how big the company commander of the 227th Company is. It is said that several thousand units of the commander Tang Yuan have been gathered.

It is said that if an old man like this dies, a high-ranking military officer will personally come to see him off, and his birth and death years will be mentioned. Unfortunately, that old man is still very healthy and alive, and seems to live longer than the soldiers.

"Commander Dulin, it's so good to have you here. The food has improved a lot these past few days," a cat demon meowed happily—Dulin noticed that there was even a dried roasted fish in his bowl.

"The food was alright."

"That's good, Mr. Dulin. I went to get food with some comrades today, and we heard that you killed that bastard from the Qian family and his uncle, is that right?" a soldier asked.

This was the first time someone had asked Dulin this question, so Dulin nodded: "Yes, the food they made was so bad, and when I asked why he told me to mind my own business, did he think the commander-in-chief was easy to bully if I didn't execute him?

Upon hearing Dulin's words, the soldiers immediately cheered.

Several veterans chuckled and nudged each other, and Dulin finally understood.

Good heavens, you and your uncle really deserve to die.

(End of this chapter)