Seeing that the old man was vigilant and did not speak, Du Qiushui rushed over in two steps and shouted at the old man:

"What about you? I don't understand people, do I? Where is Qin Yuxi? What about Qin Yuxi? We want to trouble her, dare to wronged our Du family, she can't eat and go around, right?"

The old man immediately stopped even holding the ox, pulled out the horn knife on his waist, and shouted in dialect:

"Get out, get out, you're welcome if you don't get out, get out!!!"

People of ethnic minorities have a strong personality, and they are at their own doorstep, how can they allow others to be presumptuous?

This grandfather is already seventy or eighty, and it is the time when his mentality is the most peaceful, there is nothing in the village that needs to use force, and he usually does not carry a gun.

But when the cattle were grazing, a group of people came to Leng Buding, looking arrogant, so angry that Grandpa Tuo pulled out a knife on the spot!

To tell the truth, the Tujia people just pulled out a knife, just to intimidate, and they didn't really want to cut people!

Du Wen rushed up and kicked Grandpa Tuo's thigh, like crazy, so he went to grab Grandpa Tuo's knife.

A normal person's normal reaction, when someone takes out a controlled knife, should he take the knife bravely?

Du Wen did the right thing!

"Country man, bandits, bandits, hurry up and call the police!"

Zhang Lanfang was so anxious that Du Shumo had already taken out the phone and was about to call the police.

Grandpa Tuo and Du Wen grabbed the horn knife in their hands and shouted angrily in dialect:

"Boundary cottage people, life can be given, but knives can't be paid!"

"Bang!"

There was a sound of earth-shattering, and all the tourists in the village were shocked, and looked at the sound of the voice, it was the sixth master, holding a musket and firing a warning!

The earthen musket cannot kill people, but it is not a problem to hit a hole in a person's body, especially if the clothes are light and thin in summer, if the marksmanship is more accurate, hit in the key parts, and the hospital is not sent in time, it is easy to die.

The Du family was all stunned, their movements stopped at the moment, and they were frightened.

After many years, Jieshanzhai still retains the tradition of carrying guns and knives, but there are very few people who really draw knives and shoot guns.

Many tourists from other places were shocked, and Su Mulian's artist friends were all extremely excited, holding cameras and taking pictures.

The picture of the sixth master holding a gun, but it is original, without any makeup, without any emotional rendering, he does not understand the law, does not understand etiquette, and has not received the education of advanced civilization, this old man fired a warning shot, just to defend his people.

The surrounding tourists, although shocked by the sound of this musket, did not cause much commotion, but retreated to a safe place, watching with relish how the sixth master put a shot out of thin air, and pointed the gun at Du Wen.

Qi Ruiyuan led a group of old men from all corners of the Boundary Cottage and rushed out quickly, some people stepped forward to pick up Du Wen's back collar with one hand, and some people helped up Grandpa Tuo, who was emotional and protected his saber.

Na Du Wen's emotions were very excited, his face was red, his hair was a little disordered because of the scuffle, he pointed at Grandpa Tuo and the sixth master in the hands of an old man and shouted:

"What the hell is this place? What age is it now, shouldn't controlled knives be confiscated? There are still people carrying guns, guns are regulated, do you understand the law? What about my daughter? Where did you get it?"

"Call the police, call the police, it's all bandits!"

Zhang Lanfang urged Du Shumo, Du Shumo nodded, and the mobile phone in his hand had already dialed the police.

But in an instant, Du Shumo's mobile phone was snatched by Qi Ruiyuan and broken.

The old man put the mobile phone back into the chest pocket of Du Shumo's shirt, and said earnestly:

"Don't call the police, put away your thorns and sharps, I can tell you everything you want to know. ”

"Who are you, and who do you represent?"

Du Qiushui rushed to Du Shumo's side, pulled Du Shumo a little farther away, and looked at Qi Ruiyuan with contempt on his face,

"Your place is an uncivilized bandit den, and you're not a good bird!"

"Speak politely!"

Several garrisons patrolling outside the stockade also rushed into the stockade when they heard the gunshots, and the little soldiers stood beside Qi Ruiyuan, pointing at Du Qiushui and roaring,

"This is a hero, not to be insulted!"

"Heroes?"

In an instant, Du Qiushui smiled, all the people who came to the Du family laughed, the tourists who watched the excitement around him also laughed, and the artists who were busy taking pictures laughed even more.

In this era, such a broken place, poor mountains, will produce heroes? What is a hero?

No, they don't know what a hero is, not only the Du family doesn't know, but even these tourists, these artists, don't know.

No one can understand, can a hero be like a star, is he famous, is he rich, is he beautiful or white enough?

They looked at Qi Ruiyuan, dressed plainly, a shirt that was washed and washed, the neckline was washed, a pair of faded pants, gray hair, and an old face, this is a hero? Don't be funny!

"I'm a hero! ”

Qi Ruiyuan stood up straight with his hands behind his back, standing straight in place with a heroic attitude, behind him, beside him, and gradually gathered several old people.

The same washed shirt neckline, the same old age, the same washed trousers, the same upright backbone, the same tough and unyielding eyes.

They are standing, with the scorching sun above their heads, and the invisible white bones under their feet, they were born in the war, they grew up in artillery fire, and their unyielding souls, in their shriveled and old bones, carry the rise of China today.

They are heroes, they are scarred, they plug the cannon hole with their bodies, they hold millet and rifles, they wade through the long march of thousands of miles, they drive out the invaders, they exchange their lives for peace and prosperity today.

Everyone here is laughing at these old people, thinking that they are not as famous as celebrities, and they are plainly dressed and have no money.

No one knows, but in fact, they exist as heroes!

Yes, they are not famous, they are not on TV, and they have no money, but everyone here today can live freely in this land, travel and take pictures everywhere, and find fault everywhere to make trouble, all because of these heroes who died in battle, and did not die in battle.

Respect should be given to these old heroes, even if they don't do anything, just standing, they can also afford it, they can afford the respect of everyone here! In the crowd, the laughter gradually disappeared, Du Shumo smiled and smiled, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, they looked at Qi Ruiyuan and the old men, and gradually felt a kind of shame. 2k reading web