As soon as Secretary Zhang made a look, Township Chief Gao stepped forward and shouted: "Old Chengtou, what are you talking nonsense, the county leaders are here, do you still want to rebel?" ”

Lao Chengtou ignored him and shouted to the villagers: "Babies, do you remember who is buried under this slope!" ”

There was a commotion below, for the tragedy that happened more than 60 years ago, every villager in Wild Boar Yu still remembers it vividly, because what is buried under this hillside is their ancestors, a full 328 people, from the eighty-year-old man to the nursing child, all of them were suddenly stabbed by the Japanese devils with machine guns, and those who did not die were also stabbed through with bayonets, and when the villagers who survived the disaster came from elsewhere, the entire threshing floor became the hell of Shura, and the land was soaked with blood. After the massacre, Yezhuyu has not recovered so far, and has withered from a thriving administrative village during the Republic of China to a natural village.

"Remember, it's the elders of our village who are buried!" Someone below replied loudly.

"Yes, the elders of our wild boar valley are buried below, how did they die?" Old Cheng Tou continued to shout with full of anger.

"I was killed by *** Japanese devils!"

At this time, Secretary Zhang's face was already a little ugly, Deputy County Magistrate Tang also showed an anxious look, and the comrades of the Provincial Foreign Affairs Office were also at a loss.

Lao Chengtou suddenly pointed at Takayoshi Hashimoto, his fingers were about to poke his nose, and shouted loudly: "The brute who ordered to kill the three hundred and twenty-eight people in our wild boar valley back then is here!" What more monuments do you want to build, dream! ”

The crowd below was excited, some people began to shout and scold, and some people began to cry, but after all, the township chief and county leaders were there, and no one rushed up to beat people, so the people above breathed a sigh of relief.

Takayoshi Hashimoto looked at Lao Chengtou coldly, his face did not change and he was calm, but the small field next to him was very nervous, and the sweat on his forehead came down.

Deputy County Magistrate Tang stepped forward and persuaded: "Old man, the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression has long ended, Japan has also surrendered, we Chinese and Japanese people are victims of the war, let the past pass, Mr. Hashimoto came to our county to invest, as a member of our Nantai County, you have to show the demeanor of entertaining international friends." ”

Secretary Zhang and others secretly gave their thumbs and praised Deputy County Magistrate Tang's eloquence, and a few small cadres who were observant of words and expressions slapped a few times, but no one responded, so they put their hands down in embarrassment.

Lao Chengtou said: "The little devil has surrendered a long time ago, I know this, otherwise I would have been stabbed to death with a fork!" The war is not fought, this hatred must never be forgotten, the ambition of the little Japanese wolf, if you look at the hole, you will bite us China, what international friends, it's all nonsense, I never believe that! ”

There was a thunderous applause below, and more than a dozen young men clapped their hands and applauded loudly, which were the tourists from the city.

The scene was a little out of control, the big and small leaders present all looked at Secretary Zhang's face, Secretary Zhang's face was gloomy and he didn't speak, just stroked Tie Qing's chin with his hand, the county leaders all knew that Secretary Zhang was going to do someone as soon as he touched his chin, and sure enough, he said to the county public security director who came to perform the security task with him: "Lao Xing, you can solve this matter." ”

Lao Xingma beckoned two uniformed public security officers and was about to go up to set up people, but suddenly Ono Kosaku, who had not spoken, stepped forward and stopped the public security officers, and then made a move that surprised everyone, and the president of the Ono Foundation actually knelt down on his knees and kowtowed respectfully to Lao Chengtou.

Siye was silent, everyone's eyes were focused on Ono Farming, even Lao Chengtou was a little surprised, but he didn't reach out to help this short Japanese, but looked at him condescendingly.

Ono was in tears, and he spoke in Japanese, and the interpreter hurriedly passed it on: "Sir, President Ono begs you to show him this kettle." ”

Lao Chengtou nodded silently, untied the military kettle and handed it to Ono to cultivate, Ono kowtowed gratefully, took the kettle and looked at it carefully, the three words Ono Jun on it can still be clearly recognized, this is the name of his deceased father.

Ono Kosaku held the kettle to his chest, tears in his eyes, and said excitedly: "This is my father's relic, please be sure to sell this kettle to me, you can open it for whatever price you want." ”

After listening to the translation, Lao Chengtou looked at him coldly, and said proudly: "This is my trophy, not for sale." ”

Kono stretched out a finger and said, "One million yen!" ”

The translator was afraid that Lao Chengtou would not be able to figure out the yen exchange rate, so he hurriedly said: "Mr. Ono bid 60,000 yuan, old man, you should consider it carefully!" ”

Old Cheng Tou still shook his head.

"Two million yen!" Ono ploughed out two more fingers.

Lao Cheng Tou was still dismissive.

"Three million yen!" Xiaoye gritted his teeth and quoted a staggering price, three million yen, which is equivalent to nearly 200,000 yuan, and the entire wild boar valley can't make up this price by smashing the pot and selling iron, but Lao Chengtou just bites the bullet and doesn't sell.

The leaders of the county were so anxious that they couldn't wait to jump out immediately to make a decision for Lao Chengtou, but the Japanese friends were present, and they were not good at making decisions for the old man, but several leaders had already made up their minds that no matter what means they used to turn back, they must let this kettle be returned to its original owner.

Seeing Xiao Ye's ploughing eyes, Lao Chengtou sighed and said, "I think you are a filial son, this kettle will be given to you to keep a thought, I have another thing here, you must want to buy it more after you see it." ”

Saying that, he walked straight to the east of the village, Ono Kosaku listened to the words of the translator, and he couldn't believe it, this old Chinese man had a really strange temper, put three million yen and didn't want it, he actually gave the kettle to himself for nothing, he turned his head and glanced at his adoptive father Hashimoto Takayoshi, the old Hashimoto did not speak with a gloomy face, and his eyebrows seemed to be twisted into a pimple, he suddenly understood that this is probably what his adoptive father often talked about, the backbone of the Chinese.

When the kettle incident was resolved, the county leaders breathed a sigh of relief and secretly praised this old man for his general knowledge and did not disgrace the Chinese.

Ono Gengzuo pushed the wheelchair and followed the pace of Lao Chengtou, the translator and others followed, the county leaders had no choice but to follow the past, this kind of scene made Secretary Zhang very uncomfortable, the situation was actually controlled by an old man in the countryside, and his own dignified county parents followed behind to play soy sauce, hum, for the sake of international friends, I endure.

Lao Cheng led everyone to Commander Zhao's grave, pointed to the skeleton and said, "This is your father's bones." ”

Ono was stunned, it was really effortless to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to find it, but he really saw the body of his father who died in a foreign country, and it was so well preserved.

He knelt down in front of the skeleton with a thud, howling and crying, when his father left his hometown to expedition to China, the small farming was still in infancy, his father's memories were left in the photo album and his mother's narrative, and finally one day, the distance with his father was so close, it really made him have mixed feelings.

The skeleton was kneeling, with a wire wrapped around its neck, and it was seen that he had been beheaded before he was born, and there was an oval-shaped piece of rusted iron hanging from his neck, and if you wiped off the rust and looked at it yourself, you could vaguely distinguish Ono Jun's name and unit number.

Takayoshi Hashimoto has recognized that this is the remains of Jun Ono, and there will be absolutely no mistake, because the tomb in front of it is the body of Zhao Ziming, the leader of the anti-Japanese bandits, who was hung on the flagpole of the county seat by himself, and suddenly disappeared one day, and it turned out to be stolen and buried here.

Ono Kozuo cried for a while, and the rest of the old people in the search group also wept, just as he was about to ask for his father's remains again, Hashimoto Takayoshi stopped him with his eyes and said to Secretary Zhang: "This is what we are looking for on this trip, please be sure to return it, we are willing to invest in setting up a business in your county, please." ”

Secretary Zhang was waiting for this sentence, and he immediately conveyed it through an interpreter: "Please rest assured that the return of war remains is an international practice, and we will definitely follow suit, and the monument will be built as originally planned."

Then it was Township Chief Gao who came forward to do work for Lao Chengtou and the villagers of Wild Boar Valley, and Lao Chengtou said on the spot that the corpses and kettles could be given, but he had only one condition, let the old devil of Hashimoto kowtow three times in front of Commander Zhao's grave.

The translator euphemistically conveyed the meaning of Lao Chengtou, the Japanese friends were not angry, Secretary Zhang was annoyed first, as the secretary of the county party committee, he was already quite restrained, I didn't expect this stubborn old man in the countryside to not give face, and he pestered Japanese friends not to lose his mouth, this old thing belongs to a dog.

Secretary Zhang immediately ordered to control Lao Chengtou and take the skeleton away.

The public security personnel stepped forward to arrest Lao Chengtou, the villagers of Wild Boar Yu were unwilling, Hula all surrounded him, Lao Cheng Tou is the oldest person in Wild Boar Valley, and he is also the patriarch of the village, he is highly respected, Zheng Zheng is iron-clad, he has fought devils and fought the Kuomintang, and he has sacrificed the lives of his son and grandson for the country, and he is still running around for the food and clothing of the people in the village, going into the mountains to hunt every day, exchanging wild boar meat for the teachers of the primary school in the village, the county leaders do not take him seriously, and the people in the village can treat the old man as a mountain god.

Several public security officers are also frightened, this is not a county seat, you can call for support at any time, the people in the mountains are fierce, they really can't afford to provoke, in the past, they had to dispatch hundreds of police officers to rescue the abducted and trafficked female college students, this time the situation is even more severe than the last time, these Japanese devils are really evil, and they have to build a monument on the ancestral grave of others, which is even more excessive than digging the ancestral grave of others.

Liu Ziguang was watching from beginning to end, everything that Lao Chengtou did was polite and courteous, which made him admire, but what the county leaders did was cold, for the so-called political achievements, you can forget your ancestors, forget history, he endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it, and took people to protect Lao Chengtou, at this moment it seems that history is repeating itself, the villagers protected the cadres of the Eighth Route Army, and confronted the Japanese devils and puppet soldiers, but the roles seem to be a little misplaced.

Seeing that a conflict was about to break out, the face of the head of the high township was not good, and it was easy to say that no one appreciated it, the angry mountain people surrounded the county leaders and Japanese friends, and the accompanying staff desperately pressed their mobile phones, but there was no signal at all, and the villagers of Yeboar Yu wrapped the invaders and their accomplices in a pocket formation as they did 70 years ago.

In a hurry, the old man Hashimoto stepped out, and he said in Mandarin with a slight northeast accent: "Cheng Sang, I want to talk to you." ”

Old Hashimoto's Chinese is quite standard, even more fluent than that spoken by Township Chief Gao, everyone was shocked, this old devil didn't need a translator at all, so he heard the conversation of the county leaders just now! This old thing is simply that

is playing with everyone in the palm of his hand, he must have done it on purpose, deliberately teasing the nerves of these villagers, and deliberately embarrassing the county leaders!

Takayoshi Hashimoto looked at Secretary Zhang and the others with undisguised disdain, and said to Old Cheng Tou: "Cheng Sang, I have always wanted to know, who is the person who stole Zhao Ziming's head?" Who was the one who ambushed the gendarmerie? Who is the person who shot and wounded me, can you tell me the answer? ”

Lao Chengtou raised his head proudly: "Commander Zhao's head was invited by me to leave, the ambush of the gendarmerie, I was the one who killed Ono Jun, and I was the one who shot you with the black gun, but unfortunately that shot missed, otherwise today would be two skeletons kneeling in front of Commander Zhao's grave." ”

Takayoshi Hashimoto nodded deeply, looking at this enemy who had been entangled all his life, but he had never met, he didn't know what force made him stand up, looked around at everyone and said: "My name is Takayoshi Hashimoto, I was born in Manchuria in the fifth year of Taisho, and entered the hinterland with the dispatch army in the eleventh year of Showa, serving as the head of the military police, and I have stabbed fifty-eight bandits, and more than 300 villagers in Wild Boar Valley were killed by my order, and I have no regrets about this, in that war, the Japanese Empire was not defeated in the hands of you, but in the hands of the Americans, You didn't win sixty years ago, and you don't win now! Since the Meiji Restoration, Japan will never be able to catch up, so be enlightened! ”

There was an uproar again, and there was a lot of scolding, even Secretary Zhang felt that he couldn't hold his face, this old devil didn't give face, so if he said it, it would be over, he had to talk about something irrelevant, and make things bigger, and the investment thing would definitely be yellow!

A group of young men were about to come up and beat the old devil of Hashimoto, but they were stopped by Lao Chengtou, and the old man said coldly: "Let him say, so as to remind our people, this is the real Japanese!" ”

Takayoshi Hashimoto said the words that had been held in his heart for a long time, and seemed to be very happy, and he hooked his finger at the old Cheng Tou and said: "Cheng Sang, I have always had a wish, I want to learn your kung fu, not to use a gun, to use a knife, to duel like a real samurai." ”

Lao Chengtou said: "Okay, I promise you!" ”

Turning his head and shouting, "Boys, take my knife!" ”

Mao Xiao led a group of young men to rush home, carrying a broad-backed machete tied with red silk, and here Ono Farming also took out a beautifully loaded knife from his luggage and held it to his adoptive father with both hands.

It seems that they have premeditated, Secretary Zhang suddenly felt that he was being treated as a monkey, this old devil is not here to invest at all, but to take revenge! He wanted to take care of it, but he couldn't interject, in the face of this deep hatred that spanned the century, the official position of the county party secretary was like a sesame mung bean, the situation was completely out of control, and the only thing he could do was to be a witness.