Liang Jian: I have a canteen

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, the festive atmosphere in Ping'an City grew stronger.

It's so much better than last year, and Xu San even heard rumors of Yamamoto's effective governance in Ping'an City.

Although he didn't know who spread the rumor, Xu San really wanted to find someone to arrest that person, beat them up, and then kill them.

As a result, before noon, the person who spread the news got beaten up.

It seems the people's eyes are still sharp. Although life has improved, the fact remains that the Japanese are invaders. If they were determined, the person spreading the news behind the scenes would be caught and beaten up.

The news was brought by Xiao Hong. She winked playfully, making it clear to everyone that she had played a part in this.

Xiao Hong has grown up too.

Now he can shoulder important responsibilities.

Feeling relieved, Xu San decided to take everyone shopping today. With the end of the year approaching, and Ping'an County being the most stable of the surrounding counties, it was a very lively place.

There are too many women; it seems like he's the only man in this large family.

Oh, it's not just "seems"!

It really is just him!
It's truly a case of yin prevailing over yang.

Just as they were getting ready to leave, Huanji showed up. This time, she was in her true form, not dressed as a man, but instead wearing a Chinese-style wide-sleeved short jacket. If it weren't for the different color, she would have been wearing the same outfit as Xiaohong.

Actually, Xiao Hong doesn't welcome any style, no matter what it is.

Sister Hua was more composed, asking Huanji many questions, behaving exactly like a proper first wife.

It doesn't matter, one more woman is one more.

We can't afford to make things too tense right now.

Xu San didn't change his clothes; he was still wearing the same ordinary jacket he wore before he transmigrated, which Sister Hua had now washed clean.

No one said anything, but the little girl was a bit puzzled, "Uncle, why are you wearing your old clothes out here?"

Xu San patted his head gently, "Guess?"

The little girl blinked her big eyes, lost in thought. "Uncle likes this outfit." "Hehe~" Xu San rubbed the little girl's head. "That's right, Uncle likes it. Uncle wore this outfit at this time last year."

The little girl nodded, then shook her head. "No, Uncle was still on duty outside at this time last year!"

"Haha~" Xu San laughed, "Why does Meizi remember?"

"Of course Meizi remembers. Back then, Meizi waited for Uncle to come home every day," the little girl said proudly.

Have I been someone's concern since then?

Come to think of it, the little girl was the first person to let his guard down with him; back then, he even called him "Uncle Traitor."

"Let's go!" Xu San picked up the little girl and carried her on his shoulder. "Whatever you want to buy, Uncle will buy it for you!"

"Great! Uncle is the best!" The little girl started raising her hand and cheering.

And so, Xu San led a group of women out the door.

The crossroads was bustling with activity. Sitting on Xu San's shoulders, with a candied hawthorn in his left hand and a Tangren (a type of snack) in his right, he was very happy.

The flow of people is huge; Ping'an County is indeed much better than last year, and there are even more thieves than last year.

Yes, my wallet was stolen.

Huanji also caught up.

After putting the little girl down, Xu San decided to go and see what was going on.

Turn, turn, go straight, turn.

Huanji caught the thief, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. He dared to bare his teeth after being caught by Huanji, and as a result, he got a beating.

Then, Xu San appeared, looked at the thief, and asked, "Why did you steal my money?"

"You have money, who else would I steal from if not you?" The thief was arrogant, wiping the blood from his nose, still very cocky. (End of Chapter)