Wu Gong sneaked into Zhu Ge's house, but did not see Zhu Ge lying on the earthen kang as expected, and there was no one in the house, so he swaggered in, only to find that the stove in the middle room seemed to have not been lit for a long time.

"Didn't you say you're sick, what kind of moth are you playing?"

I wanted to look around, but I happened to hear the horn of the assembly.

"Wait for Lao Tzu to take revenge, and then come back to settle accounts with you."

In fact, Zhu Ge was hiding, and before the news came from the county to prepare to receive the national army, Zheng Liang's letter was sent to the school first.

Zhu Ge knew Zheng Liang's thoughts about him, and when he couldn't sleep at midnight, he also thought about why there were men who liked him, and there were two of them. Thinking about it, I'm afraid that I am not manly enough, but I don't feel that I am feminine, and I often think of the rooster crowing, but I can't think of the result.

He naturally doesn't want to have anything with Zheng Liang, but he is also a dignified seven-foot man, since ancient times, yin and yang have been harmonized, men and women weave, men and men must be intolerable, and people and gods are angry, and after being treated like that by the mentally incomplete bandit leader, he has a long memory, and he will never get close to anyone anymore.

Zheng Liang did not hide his thoughts in his words, and even said that when he arrived in Wuji County, he took the initiative to apply to come to Wuji Town, and Zhu Ge naturally wanted to escape, but now that the war has just subsided, a radius of 100 miles, they are all resting national troops, and Company Commander Liu and Red Sleeves have already moved north.

After a night of tossing and turning, Zhu Ge decided to return to his hometown.

Zheng Liang naturally knew where his hometown was, so early the next morning, he only called the older students in the school, saying that he was unwell and couldn't go out.

So he locked the second gate of the gate, faced the rising sun, rode the lark, and went all the way south.

Stopped, the road is better, along the way try to avoid the Japanese, and it is a detour and a night forward, stop and go for more than ten days to reach the hometown, people have lost a lot of weight.

Although it is a prosperous place in the Guotong area, Zhu Ge's home is in a down-and-out mountain village on the outskirts of the city, and it is already midnight when he arrives, and there are dogs barking, but there is no sound.

With the occasional light from the searchlights in the city, Zhu Ge led the lark and walked in the direction of home according to his memory.

The roadside was full of ragged people, old and young, sick and disabled, hugging each other, some asleep, some awake, looking at Zhu Ge vigilantly.

I didn't expect that after a few years of not returning, my hometown has become so depressed, and I think of Wuji Town, which is much safer.

In fact, Zhu Ge just came back to see his neighbors, his parents had already passed away in this war-torn years, poor and seriously ill.

The dilapidated house in front of him was the home where he had lived for nearly twenty years, and Zhu Ge tied the lark to the tree in front of the door and went straight in.

The wooden door creaked, and it was surprisingly quiet inside, and in the darkness, there seemed to be a lot of breathing in the ears.

He knew that in a house that had no owner, there would naturally be homeless people who would come in to take shelter from the wind and rain. I didn't say much, I was one of them, groping to find the room where I had lived.

He could feel that there were a lot of people in it. I had no choice but to grope out again and sit on the steps in front of the room until dawn.

Someone came out and saw a beautiful person sitting in front of the door with a clear face.

"Who are you? Where's the fight? "It's a child's voice.

Zhu Ge raised his head, smiled at the child, and went into the house.

Since the glasses were broken by the bandit leader, I have never bought a new one, and after a long time, I found that my eyes seem to be less dependent on glasses, and my eyes are much clearer. By the morning light, Zhu Ge saw that the house was full of people, except for a way in and out in the middle, the other places that could sit and walk were full of people, and he was glad that he didn't step on anyone last night.

Everyone had already woken up, and when they opened their eyes, they saw a light gray tunic, but they couldn't hide their delicate and bookish faces.

"At home, I just passed by and rested. There is a lot of trouble, I hope you will forgive me. ”

No one spoke, just looked at it curiously, and then began his difficult days.

When will we be happy in this troubled world?

Zhu Ge visited his former neighbors worriedly, listening to the variables of recent years, and the hill between his eyebrows wrinkled higher and higher. He remembered what his father said when he died, "It is enough for a person to live a lifetime with peace and joy." But now that there is war and smoke everywhere, even if there are those days of peace and joy, how can they be in the mood to live.

Back in Wuji Town, it was already more than a month later.

The battle began again, the national army moved to another battlefield, and only half a company of soldiers was left in Wuji Town to do the final finishing work.

Zhu Ge saw that there was no Zheng Liang in this half of the company, so he was relieved, and arranged for these people to live in the compound of the security team in Wuji Town, and let people send some food from time to time.

But Zhu Ge's heart has always been raging with strong winds and waves, and when he came back from his hometown, his heart could no longer be quiet.

The outside world is so cruel, but he is hiding in this small mountain village and living a secluded life, thinking that he is dedicated to serving the country, but now he has become a person who is greedy for comfort, how can he be embarrassed? !

So on the one hand, he was worried about the people who were suffering outside, and on the other hand, he couldn't let go of this black chicken town and left.

He hopes that these children he educates will all be good sons and daughters who can write and martial arts and defend their families and the country in the future, even if they can't become real kung fu, it is good to be able to protect themselves. I remembered that the bandit came, and I don't know where he went with the old and the young.

So the next day, Zhu Ge picked up wine, entered the compound of the security team, and found the head of this half of the company, a deputy company commander, and discussed with him that he wanted the children in the school to learn some kung fu.

Dozens of people are idle every day, so they agreed to Zhu Ge, and during the meal, I don't know who mentioned the head and talked about the fight on the road that day.

"The one surnamed Zheng, who surrendered when he was captured, did a lot of evil to the Japanese, and at this time he turned against the army and helped the national army, and the brigade commander accepted him without saying a word, without even a punishment."

"But no, I heard that there was also a bandit den, and I didn't even let go of the children."

"Why, didn't you let one go, or you couldn't have seen it halfway and started fighting."

Hearing this, Zhu Ge already understood a little.

"You are talking about fighting, but the surname is Wu, called martial arts?"

"Well, it seems to be such a name, this kid is a stunned young man, I have heard that the first time I went to the battlefield, I shot down a devil plane."

It turned out that he had joined the Kuomintang.

Zhu Ge felt instantly happy in his heart for some reason. I poured myself a glass of wine, and only dared to take a small sip, but the corners of my mouth couldn't help but rise.

After all, he became a soldier and fought devils to serve the country.

But thinking about it again, this didn't just collide with Zheng Liang.

So the somewhat dazed teacher said goodbye, went home and took out a pen and paper to repair a book and gave it to Zheng Liang.

In fact, he didn't want to write, but he was worried that Wu Gong would be reckless, and Zheng Liang couldn't tolerate future troubles, so he was afraid that Wu Gong would suffer a loss and die, so he used two pages of paper to tactfully ask Zheng Liang not to kill Wu Gong. After writing one, he took out the letter paper again, and just wrote the martial character, only to remember that the stunned young man didn't recognize the words, sighed with a wry smile, took out a blank piece of paper, pondered for a long time, drew a picture, and the ink dried, so he carefully folded the two letters, put them into the envelope respectively, and hid them under the pillow.

The national army stayed for more than a month, and when he took the students to learn boxing and foot kung fu, Zhu Ge couldn't hold it back, and learned some self-preservation moves, and it was quite effective.

It wasn't until the national army of this half company was about to be pulled out to the front line to support that Zhu Ge took out the two letters that he had written for a few days from under his pillow, asked for a lot, and then handed them over to the deputy company commander with confidence. When the deputy company commander saw the names on these two envelopes, he was a little surprised, and Zhu Ge hurriedly explained, they are all friends, they are all friends.

"When this troubled world is over, everyone will be safe and happy." Zhu Ge stood in the school, looking at the sprout-like children, and couldn't help but sigh.

This novel comes from reading books