Heroes of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 718

"I'm not alive!" Zhang Lixing's old woman cried frustratingly as she patted her thigh.

"Sister-in-law, don't cry. As the saying goes, the prodigal son will not be exchanged for money when he returns." A woman who came to the house to report the happy event was anxious but gloating in her heart.

"What face do I have to show people!" Zhang Lixing's wife continued to cry.

The most incomprehensible thing for foreigners in China is the problem of face and face.Why can't you live without face and face.It is not the same as the dignity that foreigners talk about. Dignity belongs to oneself, but face and face seem to be given by others.

If what happened about Zhang Lixing is true, then no one in Fujin Street will give face to Zhang Lixing's parents!How can this let them live?
Zhang Dehou found Qian Xiaobao, the source of this matter can only be Qian Xiaobao.

"Are those things that are rumored outside true?" Zhang Dehou asked in disbelief.

"It's all my fault. I said something in front of those boys last night, but I didn't expect it to spread today." Qian Xiaobao said sadly.

"Is Lixing really messing around outside?" Zhang Dehou asked.

"Uncle, in fact, I only said a little bit yesterday, but it's actually more serious than that! Think about it, why doesn't he go home? It's because he's crazy about playing outside, and he doesn't want to leave home, that is, he doesn't want to go home at all!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"There are three ways to be unfilial and to have no descendants! How old am I younger than Zhang Lixing? But I already have two sons and a daughter, but it drives our old man and old lady crazy. Brother Zhang doesn't even have a wife, so go on messing around like this." , how can you close your eyes in the future?" Qian Xiaobao continued.

Zhang Dehou's hand holding the cigarette pot was trembling, and all the smoke in it spilled out.

"I, I will go to Shanghai to bring back that little bastard!" Zhang Dehou said.

"That's right! The son is not the fault of the father." Qian Xiaobao said.

"However, it might not work if you go alone. Ask your aunts to go too. One will be tough, one will be soft, one will scold and the other will cry. Keep it safe!" Qian Xiaobao continued.

Zhang Dehou suddenly asked hesitantly: "Is Shanghai far from Harbin? Can we come back in time for the New Year?"

"Shanghai is very far from Harbin! At least six or seven hundred miles away, it will take two days anyway." Qian Xiaobao replied.

Qian Xiaobao's nonsense gave Zhang Dehou confidence, he knocked on the cigarette pot and said, "Leave tomorrow, I must catch that stinky and shameless bastard back!"

At night, in the East Wing, several young people lay on the kang and chatted.

"The shopkeeper will go to Shanghai tomorrow. I wonder if he can come back before the year?" said a young man.

"My uncle told me that he will come back before the New Year's Eve, and bring my elder brother Li Xing back, and the whole family will celebrate the New Year together." Zhang Dehou's nephew said.

"Really? I'm not fooling you, are you? We all know that the land reform is about to happen, so the owner doesn't want to sneak away with gold and silver treasures?" A young man said.

"No! When my uncle handed over the eight guards and eight guns to the county government, Commander Liu praised my uncle for being righteous. He praised my uncle for being an enlightened person! How could my uncle run away? I can't bear it!" said Zhang Dehou's nephew.

"There is still half a month before the Chinese New Year. My father went to Fengtian from JMS the year before last. It took more than half a month to go back and forth. Shanghai must be farther than Fengtian. Who are you kidding when you come back for the Chinese New Year?" The one who guessed that Zhang Dehou wanted to run away said the young man.

No one in the room spoke anymore, and all of them opened their eyes wide in the dark, thinking about something.

When they were lying on the kang and thinking about their thoughts, Zhang Dehou and his wife were packing their things.The cotton shoes and cotton clothes made for Zhang Lihang, the yellow rice flour pancakes eaten on the road, the old lady's busy feet hit the back of her head.

"No need to do this, we will be back in a few days." Zhang Dehou persuaded.

In the middle of the night, the old man and the old lady lay on the kang and couldn't sleep at all. They were very excited to see their son soon.

"White-eyed wolf! Now I know that Shanghai is not too far from here, but that bastard just doesn't want to go home!" Zhang Dehou scolded.

"Old man, have you forgotten? We used to be Manchukuo here, but Shanghai is not. This is closer to the big northern country, just across the Wusuli River. Why don't you go?" the old lady scolded.

No matter how bad the son is, it is also his own.

After that, the two of them started discussing which family they should propose marriage to when Zhang Lixing was escorted back. The more they discussed, the more excited they became, and the two of them didn't sleep for a whole night.

The old man and old lady got up early the next morning and woke up Qian Xiaobao again.

Zhang Dehou pulled the horse harness and told his nephew, "We will store this big cart in the big cart shop in Harbin, and we will drive the cart back when we come back. You should take good care of your house at home and kill the Nian pig. A few are enough to make!"

After speaking, Zhang Dehou drove the cart out of Fujin and went straight to JMS.

Several young people in the yard looked at each other, and Zhang Dehou's nephew said, "We'll leave later, it's too conspicuous to follow behind now. If there's time, just stop them on the way!"

Gardang means checkpoint fortress in Hezhen language. When it was three or four miles away from Gardang, several young people suddenly rushed out from the woods and blocked the carriage.

"Shuan Zhu, what are you doing?" Zhang Dehou shouted.

Zhang Dehou's nephew was holding a kitchen knife, and the other four people were holding a shovel, and some were carrying a fork and pick, all staring at the three people on the carriage.

No matter how stupid Zhang Dehou was, he still wanted to understand why these people appeared here.

"Have your conscience been eaten by dogs? What on earth are you trying to do?" Zhang Dehou asked.

"Uncle, as long as you leave your valuables behind, we will let you go." Zhang Dehou's nephew said.How is it possible, since you have made up your mind to do it, you have to leave no traces, you have to kill people!
"Where did you bring anything of value? I just brought some pocketbooks. The rest are food, shoes and clothes for your elder brother." The old lady tremblingly untied her bag as she spoke.

Yellow rice noodles and pancakes, and the cotton-padded clothes and shoes that the old lady made for her son are all exposed.There are only four oceans of value, and nothing else.

Several young people glanced at each other, and they guessed wrong.Zhang Dehou really planned to go to Shanghai to bring his son back instead of running away.

What to do, it's hard to get off the tiger.It is impossible to wave back now, and both parties pretend that nothing happened.

"Fuck the three of them! Go back and dig three feet to find the valuables!" shouted the young man who guessed that Zhang Dehou was going to run away last night.

"We are all relatives, how can you do this?" Zhang Dehou begged.At this time, the old lady rolled her eyes in fright.

"Uncle, relatives are not money!" said Zhang Dehou's nephew.He has raised the kitchen knife!

(End of this chapter)