Spring nights in northern China are colder than many people think, especially as trucks "rush" along the road at 25 yards per hour.

Sitting in the windy car body on all sides, the wind whirring into the neck! It seems that the cracks in the bones are full of ice ballast, and the taste, let alone a fifty-year-old man, is also unbearable.

Niu Er, a buddy of the Ming family's grain store, looked at the proprietor who was over fifty years old with his hands in his sleeve cage and a cotton hat and neck bent, and his eyes flashed with a luster called admiration.

This is the third day he came to work in the Ming family's grain store, and it is also the first day to see his owner, but he didn't expect that the legendary owner of the rich country turned out to be such an ordinary old man, and because he saw that the guys were all in the back of the truck, he just gave up the more comfortable passenger seat and chose to stay with the guys to freeze.

Niu Er was born in hardship, and he was bullied by the landlord since he was a child, and he didn't have a good impression of the rich people who collected rent and lent money. Since he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he went into the mountains to hunt and rely on his own skills to support himself and his wife, in order to deal less with these rich people, originally the rich man who was richer than the landlord was Niu Er's most hated, but the owner in front of him, who was obviously rich but wore a coarse cloth jacket and was not much different from ordinary people, made Niu Er not only not disgusted, but also admired him very rarely.

Of course, although there is a factor in this, the boss is willing to share weal and woe with the guys in the grain store, and the simple clothes and approachable speech also add a lot of points, but these are nothing compared to what happened this afternoon.

Niu Er knew at that time that his owner was different from other rich people.

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Since the serialization of the war diary of Ming Yu, a reporter from the People's Daily, newsboys all over the country have become local darlings, and they no longer have to run all over the streets to sell newspapers, shouting loudly that today's newspaper is really good, and they don't even have to shout loudly about the news about the anti-Japanese front as they did on the first and second days.

As soon as they appeared with satchels, they would be surrounded by people, and hundreds of newspapers would be snatched up, so fast that the newsboys would not have time to count the money, but often there were only more and not less.

It can be said that the war in northern China has made the media industry on fire, comparable to the Internet in later generations.

Even the people at the very bottom, who could not afford newspapers, gathered around those who had newspapers and listened to them read about the news from the front. The battle was going well ahead, they cheered, and the soldiers at the front suffered heavy casualties, and they wept.

There has never been such a war, which touches the hearts of 40,000 people, and in their hearts, the battle between the armies of the Great Wall defense line and the Japanese army is a national war.

Among them, the 29th Army of the Xifengkou defense line is the most, because there is a miracle army that once brought them victory, they once killed nearly 1,000 Japanese invaders with broadswords, they once defended the defense line, and carried the Japanese aircraft and artillery with flesh and blood, but the Japanese invaders could not advance an inch.

Every day, people are looking forward to the miracle to continue to happen, and they are looking forward to the news of victory brought to them again by the army at Xifengkou.

In addition to needing to fill their bellies, the most eager thing for the poor Chinese people is to hear the news of the attack on the Japanese invaders on the front line.

Because they don't want to be so poor that they will be robbed by robbers again. Although they don't know much about the urine of the Japanese, there is a saying in China: If you are not of my race, your heart will be different! These landlords and bullies produced on their own land have made people unable to live, and 30 years after the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes in some places have been received, and then there will be robbers outside, and then the days will not be enough?

The idea is simple, but it is also the most correct.

The landlords and bourgeois compradors in China understand to some extent the evil consequences of "fishing in the dry water" and "killing chickens and eggs"; they will desperately squeeze but will not force people to death, and there are certain social rules. But if the Japanese come, if they are slightly dissatisfied, they will slaughter the village and wipe out the households, and no one's life is guaranteed.

However, after today's newspaper came out, the familiar cheers were gone, and everyone's faces were unusually heavy.

The outskirts of Beiping City.

Just finished carrying a stack of big bags, only wearing a short coat in the cold spring breeze, and the crystal beads of sweat flowed freely along the sturdy muscles, Niu Er took a hard steamed bun and squatted on the edge of the steps with a big bowl of cold water, and was eating happily, and suddenly saw the steward wearing a coat and a green coat and a small hat hurriedly walking in front of him.

Hurriedly got up and put the steamed bun and water to his side, wiped his hand on his body, a smile appeared on his face, and he stepped forward and asked, "Manager Zhang, I don't know what is written in today's newspaper?" Can you tell us about it? ”

A few strong laborers around also cast their eyes, although not as eager as this strong man, but they also pricked up their ears, obviously, they were also concerned.

"Do your job well after eating, the war ahead has something to do with you." Steward Zhang, who is usually good-tempered, unexpectedly split his head with a gloomy face, and said to Niu Erxiong, who came over to greet him with a smile.

Niu Er's face was stunned, but he still didn't move away, and continued to smile humbly on his face: "Don't, Steward Zhang, don't say that, if our brothers hear that the devil fights well, we will have the energy to work, right?" Guys, don't you say? ”

A few strong laborers around are pounding garlic, helping their buddies at the same time, but also expressing their willingness to listen to the newspaper, the story of the Ming reporter is so wonderful, every day do not listen to the news of killing devils, the work is not good.

They didn't see it, it was okay not to mention the reporter, but when the reporter was mentioned, Steward Zhang's face was even more cloudy.

"Steward Zhang, just talk about it! It's a big deal that I don't want the amount of wages for these three days, so please go to Zuiyue Tower for a drink. Niu Er looked at this person's appearance, his heart slammed, and his face became even more anxious.

Although I don't know why the strong man in front of him is so concerned about the news from the front line, Steward Zhang can be regarded as a strong laborer who has only been working for a few days and has shown some ability and a little face.

sighed at the moment: "The news posted in the newspaper today should have been a day or two ago, but it is not good news, the brothers of the 29th Army on the Luowenyu battlefield in Xifengkou fought very badly!" ”

"Forget it, since you want to hear it, let's read it to you! After listening to it, hurry up and do your work, you pretended, but you don't dare to be sloppy with the labor supplies to be sent to the front line of Xifengkou. ”

Niu Er, who said this, was even tighter, and his eyes showed even more urgency: "What about that?" Steward Zhang, hurry up and read. ”

"Remember! From today onwards, no one is allowed to fight in advance in front of the owner, especially not to mention the three words of reporter! STEWARD ZHANG PICKED UP THE NEWSPAPER IN HIS HAND, LOOKED LEFT AND RIGHT, AND HURRIEDLY MOVED A BAMBOO CHAIR, SAT DOWN, AND SET UP A FLAG FOR EVERYONE FIRST.

"March 20, the 21st year of the Republic of China, is the eighth day of the 29th Army of the National Revolutionary Army and the 8th Division of the Japanese Army at Xifengkou, and it is also the first full day when the defenders of our 29th Army fought against the 4th Infantry Brigade of the Japanese at Luowenyu Pass.

However, no one expected that the first day would be a decisive battle。。。。。。 ”

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