Li Mengxi held the cloth in front, and his younger brother held Li Mengxi's hand and walked side by side, with Liu Bei following behind.

Returning to the prisoner camp, I came to the prisoner camp and saw the peasant woman.

The baby stopped crying now.

Seeing Li Mengxi and Liu Bei coming, the woman smiled shyly and said, "The baby stopped crying and took a mouthful of milk and fell asleep."

Li Mengxi thought it was better.

He touched the baby's forehead again and found it was still very hot.

Not good.

Li Mengxi frowned and looked at the witch doctor aside, questioning this person.

The witch doctor seemed to know what Li Mengxi was asking, so he cupped his hand and said, "Acute fever is difficult to treat without medicine."

The witch doctor replied calmly.

I need to take medicine, but I don't know when Zhang and Zhang will be able to return.

All we can do is wait.

At this time, it would be nice if there was some high-alcohol, Li Mengxi thought to himself.

Although alcohol is not available, distilled alcohol may be a try.

He was still holding a piece of cloth in his arms, which he had brought as a gift.

Li Mengxi handed the cloth in his arms to the peasant woman, "Auntie, it's cold at night and you don't have any clothes. Don't freeze your little brother. Take this cloth and cover your little brother at night."

With that said, Li Mengxi handed the cloth in his arms to the woman.

The woman only glanced at the cloth Li Mengxi handed over, and immediately turned pale with fright, "I can't do it, I can't do it!"

The woman pushed the cloth back into Li Mengxi's hand but refused to take it.

Li Mengxi was helpless, "I didn't find any clothes in the camp. I only had some cloth, so I just took it."

On the side, Liu Bei smiled and echoed, "Sister-in-law, don't refuse. Come on quickly."

Liu Bei's words carry much more weight than Li Mengxi's.

The peasant woman's eyes suddenly filled with tears, she hugged the baby and knelt down with a plop.

Liu Bei hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

The woman then took the cloth and thanked her profusely.

Liu Bei thought for a moment, "Bring me the sword." Liu Bei reached out to Xiang Yong beside him and asked for the sword.

Xiang Yong handed over the knife, and Liu Bei took it and said to the peasant woman, "Sister-in-law, give me the cloth and I will cut it."

After taking the cloth, Liu Bei asked Li Mengxi to roll it up and stretch it out.

The cloth was stretched several feet long. Liu Bei swung his sword and cut the cloth with a stabbing sound.

All around, Li Mengxi immediately heard a burst of exclamations.

Li Mengxi only thought of these poor people and felt sorry for Bu.

Li Mengxi curled his lips.

For some reason, Li Mengxi saw Liu Bei holding the cut cloth in his hand. Through the cloth, Li Mengxi could clearly see Liu Bei's hands, and the shielding effect was extremely poor.

"Is this cloth so thin?" Li Mengxi muttered in confusion.

Liu Bei heard Li Mengxi's muttering and laughed loudly, "This cloth is really thin and cannot be used for one purpose. Sister-in-law, I will give you three more feet."

With that said, Liu Bei stretched out the cloth again, swung his knife and stabbed again.

He also cut off three feet of cloth and handed the cloth to the peasant woman.

The peasant woman's face was filled with tears, her eyes were red, and her hands holding the cloth were trembling.

At this time, there was silence all around.

There are many spectators around, with various expressions.

Then, in front of all the captives, Liu Bei personally ordered the village commander to take care of the woman and not to let anyone disturb her mother and son.

Xiangyong took the order.

"Let's go, Xi'er." The remaining cloth was thrown to Li Mengxi, and Liu Bei greeted Li Mengxi to leave.

Li Mengxi is still a little immature.

It would have been better if he had given him other cloth, but he chose a piece of silk. Giving the silk to the peasant woman would have caused disaster.

Therefore, Liu Bei ordered Xiang Yong to take care of the mother and son.

The silk was given to the woman in pieces, but Liu Bei was born in a humble age. He was a small merchant who weaved mats and sold shoes. He had seen many people and had an insight into the world. Liu Bei knew that peasant women were timid and silk was valuable, so he gave the whole piece of silk to the peasant woman.

You don’t necessarily dare to tear the silk to make baby swaddling clothes.

Even if you are afraid of damaging the silk, you will not dare to touch it. Even if you are afraid that the silk will be stolen, it is not good to be frightened at night.

Liu Bei expected this, so he borrowed Xiang Yong's sword, cut two pieces of silk, and gave them to the peasant woman.

At this point, the peasant woman has obtained two pieces of silk, each several feet long, which can be rolled up to make swaddling clothes. The peasant woman should no longer be cautious and afraid of using them.

Compared with Liu Xuande, Li Mengxi was so sophisticated in human relations, especially in the late Han Dynasty. He was as blank as a piece of paper and extremely green.

Following Liu Bei out of the prison camp, his brother seemed unhappy on the way.

"Brother, I am the little brother." The younger brother held Li Mengxi's hand and said aggrievedly with his mouth bulging.

Li Mengxi was puzzled for a moment. He touched his brother's head and smiled, "Yes, you are my brother. What's wrong?"

The younger brother refused, shaking Li Mengxi's hand anxiously, holding his head high and arguing with Li Mengxi, "Then, is that a little baby? He is not a younger brother."

Xiao Bian is only three or four years old and has insufficient language skills. His words are hard to understand.

Li Mengxi was confused and looked down at his brother, "What little baby?"

"It's just little baby, I'm the younger brother, am I the younger brother?" Xiao Zhuan was so aggrieved that he almost cried.

As for Li Mengxi, he still couldn't understand what his brother said.

On the side, Liu Bei understood. He couldn't help laughing. He leaned down and picked up Xiao Bian. "You," Liu Bei held Xiao Bian in his arms, pinched Xiao Bian's face with his hands and teased, "your brother."

It's etiquette to call a little baby brother, you know Zhuan'er. Just like, your brother also calls me big brother, shouldn't I also respond?

So, your brother, you are still the only little brother. The other dolls are not his biological brothers. You are my brother’s biological brother. You ask my brother, is that right? Huh?" Liu Bei doted on him and nuzzled him with his chin beard.

Liu Bei used Bian's face to tease Xiao Bian, but Liu Bei made Xiao Bian giggle.

Liu Bei suddenly blinked at Li Mengxi, and Li Mengxi realized what he was doing.

The reason is a bit funny when I think about it. At that time, Li Mengxi said that he was afraid that his little brother would catch a cold, so he sent him some cloth.

Just because he calls another baby brother, Xiao Bian is unhappy and jealous.

When Xiao Bian thought about it, he was his younger brother, and that little baby was not his younger brother.

The brain circuit of a child is so cute.

After figuring out the reason, Li Mengxi smiled.

"Come on, little brother, let me hug you." Li Mengxi opened his arms and was about to hug his brother.

Liu Bei then handed over the small brick.

I don’t know whether it’s because he is too young, or because he was a refugee in Yellow Turbans before. He was just one step away from starving to death. His body was extremely thin and he had no strength. Therefore, Li Mengxi, who was seven or eight years old, could not hold his three-year-old brother very well.

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When Liu Bei saw this, he wanted to laugh even more.

"Brother, think about it, is that little baby too young? Smaller than you?" Li Mengxi asked in guidance.

"Yeah." The younger brother thought seriously and nodded.

"Well, if you are younger than your brother, you are your younger brother. If the little baby is younger than you, what should you call him?" Li Mengxi asked.

The younger brother tilted his head and thought for a while, "Call me little baby."

The younger brother replied cutely.

Li Mengxi was speechless.

Liu Bei laughed.

Returning to the Chinese army's large tent, there was only a small table in the tent.

When marching, it is not convenient to carry a low table.

What Li Mengxi did today saved a poor mother and son. Liu Bei greatly appreciated it. Liu Bei wanted to ask why Li Mengxi went to inspect the prisoner camp.

Liu Bei wanted to ask, but Li Mengxi felt that the way the rebels dealt with prisoners was too rough and inappropriate, and was thinking about how to suggest rectification to Liu Bei.
Chapter completed!