Fang Bo seemed to fall into some kind of memory, and said with a sigh: "That was before the Japanese devils fully invaded China. At that time, my husband had an important business in Beijing. The item of trade was a batch of Qing dynasty porcelain, which the gentleman had bought back from the British. He didn't want Chinese stuff to go abroad. However, this batch of porcelain was snatched by the rebels at that time. At that time, Chairman Chiang was busy gathering forces from all sides, but unfortunately the hearts of the people were separated, and these warlords said on the surface that they were anti-Japanese, but in fact they connived at the rebellious soldiers to loot their property. And the Japanese are gradually encroaching on Beijing.

Just when Mr. was at a loss, he ran into Head Zhao. At that time, he was not the commander of the Eighth Route Army, but a ** battalion commander. After hearing about it, he helped us get the shipment back. But because of this incident, he had a bad relationship with those miscellaneous warlords, and was almost sent to a court-martial, losing his life. ”

"It turns out that there are so many things in between, I said, how could my uncle-in-law take such a big risk to send them medicine, if this is known by the national government, it will be amazing. ”

"Now we must not only avoid the Nationalist Government, but also beware of the Japanese. Looks like we're going to be here for a while. The Japanese should already be under martial law at the foot of the mountain. Just wait for us to come down the mountain, so they can come to an urn to catch turtles. ”

"Ah, Uncle Fang, if you want to stay in this kind of place for a while, my God, this can't make me hungry and thin, how distressed my aunt and uncle will be when I go back?"

Listening to Wang Zhimin's unashamed words, Steward Fang couldn't laugh or cry. I thought to myself, although this young master is not doing his job properly, he is still not a bad person. It's just a little bit hard to hold up.

When Dangdang knocked on the door, the soldiers outside the door said to the other housekeeper and Wang Zhimin: "Two guests, the meal is ready, I'll bring it to you." Steward Fang thanked him and took the meal.

After eating four wowotou in a row and drinking two large bowls of bud rice noodle porridge, Wang Zhimin patted his stomach and said to the other housekeeper: "Uncle Fang, this Eighth Route Army eats these, how can it have the strength to fight with the Japanese." ”

"This is also something that can't be helped, you can also see that the Eighth Route Army lives a very hard life, and their food comes from the local people. The national government will not give them a penny, not to mention food, ammunition. Therefore, there is little food, and most of the year is to eat wowotou. ”

"In my opinion, this soldier can't come to the Eighth Route Army. The soldiers starved to death before they could fight. ”

Wang Zhimin, who had eaten and drunk enough, remembered why his feet hurt so much, and when he took off his shoes, he saw that his white socks had turned red. It turned out that during the time of walking through the mountain road, the blood blisters had been worn out, and the blood stained the socks red.

"Oh, Uncle Fang, look at me bleeding so much, I'm a little dizzy. ”

Steward Fang looked at Wang Zhimin, who was pretending to be exaggerated, shook his head helplessly and said, "I'll go to Political Commissar Wang for help, get you some gauze and wrap it, don't get infected." ”

Steward Fang went to Political Commissar Wang to explain the situation, and Political Commissar Wang sent Xiaoxue to bandage Wang Zhimin.

Steward Fang gently soaked Wang Zhimin's socks with warm water, so that it was convenient to take off the socks, and if he took them off directly, the soles of his feet would definitely fall into skin. After taking off his socks, Wang Zhimin put his feet in warm water, first painful and then comfortable, and he hummed a few times as if he enjoyed it.

Steward Fang gently scrubbed his feet with his hands, "Ouch, Uncle Fang, you can always be gentle, you want my life." The blood blisters on his feet hurt terribly, especially those that had been broken, and Wang Zhimin screamed in pain.

Before Xiaoxue entered the house, she heard a young voice screaming in pain. When I entered the house, it turned out to be a young man wearing red pants and a white shirt, and an old man wearing a long robe.

"Hello, I am ordered by the political commissar of the king to bandage this gentleman. ”

As soon as Wang Zhimin heard Xiaoxue's voice, he hurriedly raised his head to look. Wang Zhimin couldn't help but light up at this look. I thought to myself, this girl is really different. Big dark eyes, small nose and small mouth, and a little baby fat, with a stubborn and strong face. There are some ghost wits again. It was different from the women he usually saw in Shanghai.

Xiaoxue saw that the young man had been staring at her, and glared at him fiercely.

Wang Zhimin, who was staring at him, felt a pang in his heart, and he thought: "Ouch, this little look is really attractive." This is a little fierce horse, which makes Young Master Ben so tempted. ”

As soon as Steward Fang saw Wang Zhimin's expression, he knew that his old problem had been committed again, he was very fond of sticky flowers and grass. No matter what kind of woman wants to make a few jokes.

Steward Fang glanced at Xiaoxue again, saw her puffed up, and hurriedly said, "This girl, please bandage him." There were a lot of blisters on his feet, and the blisters were bursting. After that, he warned Wang Zhimin with his eyes and asked him not to go too far.

Xiaoxue came to the kang with the medicine box and said to Wang Zhimin: "Put your feet away, I'll give you some medicine, and then wrap it." ”

"That's really Miss Lao, and it's an honor to have such a beautiful girl as you bandage my wounds. ”

Looking at Wang Zhimin, who was smiling hippie, Xiaoxue slammed the gauze on her hand. Suddenly, Wang Zhimin's howl like killing a pig was heard.

"Ouch, girl, you can be light, it hurts me to death. How can such a beautiful person be so ruthless?"

"You weren't quite honored just now, and now you have to endure the pain. Steward Fang couldn't hold back a smile when he saw Xiaoxue cleaning up Wang Zhimin.

"Okay, I'll give you good medicine and bandage it, you pay attention these days, don't walk too much. ”

Wang Zhimin, who was excited, felt a wave of exhaustion after chatting with Steward Fang for a while, lying on the kang, and fell asleep after a while.

When he woke up early the next morning, Wang Zhimin only felt that the bones in his body seemed to be scattered, and his waist was also painful.

"Uncle Fang, I'm really tired from sleeping this night, and this kang is too hard. I felt a pain all over my body. ”

"Hehe, young master cousin, you haven't slept on this fire kang, your living conditions have been good since you were a child, naturally you haven't suffered these crimes, unlike when we were children, we didn't see a bed, and we have been sleeping with this thing. ”

"Ah, did my uncle sleep too?"

"Of course. When he was young, he suffered a lot, otherwise he would not have achieved his current achievements and created such a great foundation. ”

"No, Uncle Fang, I heard my mother say that my uncle inherited the family property of his ancestors. will make today's achievement. ”

Mr. when he was young. ”

"Hehe, you don't know this! I will talk to you today about how Mr. worked hard when he was young, and how he came through the tribulations. “