Although the general once commanded thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield, it is just like what the sour poem said - since ancient times, beauties and famous generals are not allowed to see white heads in the world!

The general is old, and his decades-long career as a horse herder has already turned the general from an ignorant cattle herder to a gray-haired old man.

The general is seriously ill, and after many vicious battles, the general has long lost a piece of good meat, and the injury is unbearable even for a young man......

The general has reached a dying state, and even though the subordinates around him call in every way, the general's eyes still haven't opened!

Except for the strong and sometimes weak heartbeat, except for the occasional heavy, and then gradually subtle breathing, the general had no other movements......

The general had a wife, a doctor in the military medical team, and a beautiful schoolgirl.

Just three days after getting married, my wife was beaten into a sieve with a machine gun by the little devils who came to sweep in order to cover the retreat of the wounded soldiers!

The general didn't marry again, but the general's guards knew that there was a flower handkerchief in the general's chest pocket, which was soaked in blood!

It was the general's wife's, and when he missed his wife, the general took it out and looked at it......

The old subordinates came in batches to visit the old superiors in the past.

Among them, there are generals who have been rescued from death row, generals who have carried them off the battlefield, and generals who have snatched them out of the cowshed......

The sideburns are already pale!

In the general's life, there are countless living people!

And those who came out of military schools, drilled out of training grounds, dug out of universities......

All of them are strong!

The general's life, discerning pearls!

looked at the general, and they all cried......

The general still didn't wake up, the doctor said, the general is in pain!

The old subordinates were so anxious that their eyes were red, and their big hands were rubbing them repeatedly, but they were in a hurry!

It's been delayed for half a month, and the general hasn't woken up......

That morning, it was raining heavily, and a lame old man came to the entrance of the hospital.

I didn't have an umbrella, but I had a plastic sheet on my body.

In his left hand, he carried a cane, a crooked trunk, and in some places the bark had not been cleaned.

Holding an altar in his right hand, the mud-sealed mouth of the altar was wet with rain, and the old man's leg was soft......

Straight neck rushed into the ward, the guards went up to stop him, and the old man glared at him: "You rookie egg, Lao Tzu came to see the old guy, what?" Not? ”

The voice was unusually stiff, like an old bayonet.

It's gone, but it's still there!

There are old subordinates waiting for the general, hurry over and take a look.

Suddenly recognized, isn't this a fellow countryman who served as a soldier with the general?

When I resisted US aggression and aided Korea, I crippled my leg, so I went home to farm, and I have long been gone!

Why did you find it at this time?

Holding the jar, the old man shook his body and entered the general's ward, and shouted in a loud voice: "What kind of thing is this? This white flower bed, the pipes all over the body, the good people also have a problem! I said, old fellow, get up, I brought you the date wine! ”

The general didn't wake up, and the doctors and nurses next to him hurriedly stopped the old man.

This is a hospital, how can you shout like this?

Seeing that the doctors and nurses were stopping, the old man was not happy, and raised his two thick eyebrows: "How can it be so expensive?" When I was drilling a cave with him in North Korea, the sky was full of Yankee planes, and the bombs rained down on us, and we were humming allegro and eating fried noodles! Didn't you scare the two of you? Why can't it be now? ”

The general still didn't wake up......

The old man's eyes widened suddenly, and he threw his crutch on the general's body, and shouted in a loud voice: "There is a situation, the little devil comes up, fight!" ”

The general glared at him suddenly, rolled over and rolled off the bed, and also raised his voice and shouted: "Get on the bayonet, fight with the little devil!" ”

A room full of doctors and nurses, as well as the general's old subordinates, are stupid!

Is this still the sick and dying general?

That look, that momentum, and the big slap that was forked open, he is a Guan Yunchang who has passed five levels and killed six generals!

The old man opened his mouth and laughed: "You old thing, don't you get tired of lying in bed?" Lao Tzu, I see you're coming! ”

The general was stunned, looked at the blood mark on the back of his hand where the needle had been removed, and then looked at the dumbfounded doctors and nurses, pointing at the old man and scolding: "You rabbit cub, who are you?" What the fuck are you coaxing me? ”

A slap wiped off the mud seal on the jar, and the old man sat down on the snow-white sheets: "Being a soldier is like you, it's comfortable to lie on the white sheets?" Are you not afraid of losing your ancestors? What's the big deal? ”

The general grabbed the two cups at the head of the bed: "Are you better than me?" Farming has become a cowardly for you, and you came to me with a jar of wine? Didn't bring some freshly dropped peanuts? ”

Looking at the doctors and nurses standing next to him, as well as those frightened old subordinates, the general waved his hand: "All out, all out!" No one is allowed to come in without my order, and I and my fellow villagers are catching up with the past! ”

The doctor looked at the general's unusually flushed face, nodded silently, pulled everyone out, and gently closed the door.

When he went out, the doctor's tears fell: "That's a return to the light, general...... I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tomorrow! It's up to the general......"

The old subordinates all cried, afraid that the general would hear it, so they all covered their mouths and cried......

The general took a big sip of the cup: "Okay! When was the last time you drank the wine from your hometown? I'm afraid it's been twenty years, right? ”

The old man also took a big gulp: "That's!" After drinking that wine, we went back to the army, and the next day we entered North Korea! What a fierce battle! ”

"On the day of the wedding, it was also this wine, three whole jars, and it was a joy to drink!"

"You can blow it too! If it weren't for your student doll wife's sake, wouldn't you rush down with a big head? Alas...... What a good student doll...... Little devil of dog day! ”

"Don't mention it, don't mention it! Drink and drink! ”

"When you crossed the river, didn't your old boy drink it before going into the water? Or did you steal it from the second dog in the cooking class? Your old boy is a landlubber, you don't have those two sips of wine to be brave, your old boy is dizzy when he looks at the water! ”

"That's! My water nature was personally checked by the old regiment leader, or could I get on the first boat to cross the river? But you old guy, the night before crossing the river, what did you old guy go around behind the health team? was found by the sentry and ran away, the old man dared to do it, cowardly! ”

"It's called free love, there's nothing to be ashamed of! Who knows if you'll be able to come down alive after you go up? I'm just going to tell someone, if I'm glorious, hurry up and find another suitable one! ”

"As a result, they rewarded you with a big ear scraper, and even the sentries heard it, right? Hahahaha......"

"Don't talk about that! Now they are my daughter-in-law, serving me to live, giving birth to children, and now they are all grandmothers! ”

"Speaking of which, how is the family?"

"Good! What's bad? All three sons have joined the army, what's wrong? ”

“……”

“……”

After chatting all night, the old man was drunk at dawn......

The general went!

In front of the general's spirit, the general's old subordinates took the old man's hand and thanked the old man, and the old man came to the general's side and let the general go happily!

The old man just nodded, didn't say anything, and lost all the neatness and simplicity when they first met!

Seeing the general's hearse go away, the old man sat down on the cold ground suddenly, opened his voice and cried: "Old thing! I've been fighting all my life, and I can't fight enough, wow? I've all joined the army, so I'll take your guns and fight! You old thing, go in peace! When I got there, I led my troops to fight......"

Veto

Small temple, remnant bells, frightened birds.

Ancient Buddha, lonely lamp, old monk.

This small temple located near the small cottage has not known what year it was built, the Buddha statue enshrined in the temple has been smoked black by the perennial incense, even the incense burner has been broken to the core, and the three-legged copper incense burner has two legs that are cushioned with bluestone in the mountains.

The monk is also old, I heard the old generation say that there have always been only one or two monks in this small temple, and it has always been when the old monk is about to pass away, he will lock the temple door and go out of the mountain to find the next abbot and heir and fire monk and sweeping monk.

I also heard from the older generation, the monks of this small temple are not estimated to be good, none of the monks who have just come have a trace of the taste of the monks, all of them are cross-eyed or roe-headed rats, but under the education of the old monks for several years, without waiting for the old monks to sit, the new monks have become gentle, and their gestures do not have a little taste of fireworks in the world!

Monks know some simple medical skills, perhaps because they have been passed down from generation to generation, all monks can at least cure a small problem of headache and brain fever, which is extremely important to the small cottage in the deep mountains that lacks medical treatment! Therefore, the people in the cottage are not willing to investigate the origin of those monks, and remember to send a little to the monks every time the new rice comes down, after all, the monks only have half a thin field, and the porridge may not be able to eat next year's autumn harvest!

The monk is used to seeing the mountain people, and the mountain people are also used to seeing the monk, and there is not much communication between them, only when there is a patient in some people's homes, a sweaty mountain man will appear on the rugged mountain road, shouting and rushing to the wooden door of the small temple.

The days are dull and hard, but no one complains about God, he can eat a full stomach, he can kill a lean New Year pig during the New Year, and the mountain goods accumulated in a year can be exchanged for enough salt and lamp oil, that is the life of the emperor. As long as the family is safe and healthy, it is better than anything else!

On the tenth day of July, every set.

Kuroko, who had returned from a market outside the mountain, brought back not only salt and lamp oil, but also a few pieces of flower cloth and an astonishing piece of news. The county magistrate in the county town has already run away, and even the black-clothed tax policemen who were guarding the county market to collect the tax money for the market are gone, and I heard that the Japanese are coming, and it is more than 300 miles away from the county seat!

Most of the people in the county town have run away, I heard that those short guys came from a big blister in the east, there are a lot of long and short muskets, I heard that even Zhang Dashuai in the northeast can't beat those short guys, those short guys are fierce!

The things in the county are sold at a cheap price, originally a piece of animal skin for fourteen taels of coarse salt, but now it can be exchanged for twenty-eight taels, and the flower cloth is also cheap, and the next market day, I will go to the county seat and bring more mountain goods.

The mountain people listened and made a sound of eh, yes, yes, but even if they heard it, the county seat is more than sixty miles away from here, and a strong man has to walk for half a day, what are those dwarves doing here? The monk was also listening, silently silent, just listening, and still took his share of salt back to the small temple, chanting to the dark Buddha statue.

July 20th, every set!

The sunspot who came back from outside the mountain was covered with blood, and almost crawled back to the cottage, and there were more than 8,000 people in the county, and almost a few of them ran out alive!

The old lady Xiong's house in the east of the county is the former Qing Dynasty, even the county lady will come to the door on the first and fifteenth days of each month to ask for peace, a family of more than 20 people were hacked to death in the courtyard, the old lady Xiong's beard and white hair were hung under the gold plaque at the door of the house, that is the gold plaque inscribed by the Taoist Lord of the former Qing Dynasty, hundreds of years of wind and rain have not faded the gold words on it, what are those words?

Heirloom of poetry?

Kuroko was beaten like this by a few dwarves with foreign muskets, Kuroko is a well-known fast leg in the cottage, and he didn't wait for those dwarves to get close and threw down the mountain goods and ran away with a smoke, but he still didn't run through the guns of the foreign muskets, and a big hole was pierced in his legs and stomachs, and a large piece of skin and flesh was torn off his shoulders!

The monk had already come, took out a red gourd from the monk's robe, sprinkled the white medicine in it, and the pale face of the black man immediately felt a burst of coolness, and he fell asleep not long after.

On the tenth day of August, every set!!

At the intersection of the cottage, there were more than a dozen short men dressed in shit yellow, holding long foreign muskets, and the hats on their heads looked like children's butt curtains, flickering and flickering to the wind. There are also three people with small pots, and their clothes are not so dazzling, but what are they carrying in their hands?

Kuroko recognized from the crack in the thatched house that he was the guy who beat himself that day and was also wearing yellow clothes, if it weren't for Kuroko's pulling Kuroko alive and not letting him out, the gunpowder gun in Kuroko's hand would have beaten them down several times, Kuroko is a good hunter, a hundred steps through Yang, Kuroko is a filial son, and his mother is filial!

A few guys wearing small pots wandered around the cottage for days, walking here and there, looking there, and even picking up a stone from the ditch on the ground and putting it in his pocket like a treasure. The guy in yellow clothes did not disturb the tranquility of the cottage, and set up a few strange white cloth sheds near the cottage, and he was hunched in and out of the place, and there was always one who did not sleep at night, and walked back and forth with a long foreign musket on his back, as if he had committed a hypothesis.

The monk has never been out of the temple since he arrived at the cottage in those yellow clothes, except for the sunspot who sometimes goes to the temple to see him and send him some salt to eat, almost a person chanting in front of the Buddha statue in a daze, those guys wearing small pots have also been to the temple to see, the monk also ignored them, let them point to the Buddha statue to guess which way it is a god, just close their eyes, knock the wooden fish earth-shattering, all lost the usual peace and tranquility!

On the tenth day of September, every set !!

The person wearing the small pot committed the heavenly rule in the cottage and dug the ancestral graves of the mountain people! The mountain people have always been bold and tolerant, and they came to the house in yellow clothes, snatched some firewood, and took away a pig and sheep, and the mountain people could bear it, but they offended their ancestors, and the blood of the mountain people was burned.

Hundreds of one-eyed guns were filled with gunpowder iron sand, and hunting forks and mountain knives were sharpened to a shiny finish! The women gathered together, took out the best grain in the house, sprinkled a lot of salt, boiled a large bucket of rice, and boiled a fragrant radish stewed pork. Your own man has to fight, and only when he is full can he have the strength to fight the guy in yellow clothes, and when he is full, he can keep the tomb of his ancestors!

The fight with wild beasts and the wind and rain in the mountains and forests made every mountain man strong and strong, and at night, the yellow clothes with hypothesis were brutally cut off by the sunspots, and the flesh and blood flew in the white cloth shed, and none of the yellow clothes escaped the wrath of the mountain people!

A few guys wearing small pots knelt on the ground in unison, constantly muttering strange words, and the mountain people's mountain knives and hunting forks could not be wielded. Killing people is not enough to nod their heads, everyone is kneeling, and their heads are knocked countless times, how can people say that we don't understand benevolence, righteousness, and etiquette, right? It was hunting, and when I saw a pregnant female beast in a trap or a clip, the mountain people also put a handful of herbs on it and let it go back to the mountains to give birth!

A few guys wearing small pots bent down and kowtowed all the way out of the cottage, and the mountain people also returned to their huts, only the monk listened to the sunspot tell the whole story, knocked on the wooden fish for a long time, and said coldly: "If you don't die if you fight the wolf, you will leave trouble!" ”

September 20, every set!!!

The mountain people in the cottage were slaughtered overnight, except for a few young and strong people who were pushed by their own mothers or daughters-in-law and jumped into the deep ditch behind the house, there was no one alive in the whole cottage! The muskets and foreign cannons in the hands of forty guys dressed in yellow clothes destroyed the entire cottage, and even the sixty-year-old lady of Kuroko was tied under the big camphor tree at the intersection of the cottage and burned alive with foreign oil!

The monk walked out of the small temple, holding the rosary wooden fish, walking through the cottage ravaged into ruins by the yellow clothes, and even chatted with the guy wearing the small pot with a pleasant face! The monk actually said those words in the yellow clothes, a big string of, and I don't know what to say, anyway, the one who wore the small pot and the yellow clothes laughed, they all slapped the monk's bald head and laughed, and they all lived in the monk's small temple!

The next day, more than 30 yellow clothes and a few people wearing small pots were not alive, and almost all of them were knocked out of their heads by monks in the middle of the night! And the monk was also beaten with a musket by the remaining few yellow clothes, and when the monk was dying, he was still holding the brass staff taken from the Buddha's hand, which was heavy, and it was laborious for two or three people to carry it.

September 30, every set!!!!

Heizi and the surviving mountain people set fire to the warehouse of and yellow clothes, and the foreign guns and foreign bullets inside burned the earth and exploded, and ran out of ten miles, and saw the fire red ground, and the sky changed color, and the heart also changed color!

Twenty years have passed, and Kuroko has returned to his hometown, one arm is gone, one eye is missing, and the gun hole knife on his body is densely marked, like a tattered cotton wool! It's not called a sunspot anymore, people call him the chief, and he's no longer strong, crawling with a cane to take a break!

The small temple is long gone, except that the brass staff was found by the black guards, and the young man of Twenty Lang didn't make a noise about the brass staff; Except for half of the Buddha statue, after twenty years of wind and rain, the black smoke and gold paint on the Buddha statue have all fallen off, and like the sunspot, there is only one eye left!

A few years later, Kuroko retired in a place called Shanghai, and every day he walked around, basking in the sun, wiping the heavy brass staff and wiping the pistol he had brought with him for many years, both of which were shiny and spotless! Both things are the precious lifeblood of sunspots, and no one is allowed to touch them!!

One day, one of Kuroko's friends saw the brass staff enshrined under the portrait of the leader, and shouted in surprise: "Kuroko, that's Wei Tuo's pestle!" Why do you have this Buddhist demon subjugator? ”

Heizi was stunned for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha!" No wonder the monks are also really angry, it turns out that the Bodhisattva also kills evil ghosts! Hahahaha"

Kuroko's friend was frightened, and looked at Kuroko's face in a daze, thinking to himself: Isn't this old guy crazy???

Mother

Shanxi Qingxu's good vinegar, coupled with a bowl of refreshing knife-cut noodles, that taste, I won't change it for a county master!

Qingxu is a good vinegar, and she is also a good mother-in-law who is diligent and capable.

Honor your in-laws, raise children, and let your men shout in front of people decently: "A dead aunt, don't you go home to cook?" Itchy skin, right? ”

Following this shout, Aunt Qingxu always rushed home with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, letting her man follow behind with his hands behind his back to show off the majesty of a man!

It's just that after arriving home, the handsome mother-in-law usually squatted in front of the stove and wiped a handful of tears, so that her man could say a few sour soft words.

With this sour energy, the little two can comfortably eat a large pot of knife-cut noodles, and the taste is amazing!

Qingxing is a good mother-in-law, the man hasn't been home for three years, and the work in the field at home is carried down, and the crops make the neighbor's mother-in-law hot, and when she goes home, she will be ashamed of her own man, why is it not as good as an aunt-in-law?

The in-laws are weak, the man passed in the second year, Qingxing mourned with one hand, and the villagers in ten miles and eight towns praised it, this aunt is filial!

The child has a tiger head and a tiger brain, as strong as a calf, and jumps happily all over the village!

The door of the house is also tightly controlled, and several Lai Han, who wanted to take advantage of the absence of the Qingxing family to steal meat, were all stunned, and Qingxing slept with scissors!

The man went to fight against the gun, and Qingxing was also afraid, afraid that the gun would not have eyes, afraid that the man would be ambitious outside, and afraid of ......

Thinking of men, Qingxing cries, crying for a night!

But as soon as the sky was bright, the courtyard door of Qingxing's house was the first to open, fetching water and cooking on the well platform, and taking the children to the ground without delay.

When you are tired and tired, look at the child, and the child looks like his father.

The child is also sensible, and his little hand holds Chai He and follows his mother, stumbling home and lighting a fire on the stove.

What is delicious, the green apricots are added to the child's bowl, but the green apricots still hide half a bag of white noodles and a bottle of good vinegar, so they are reluctant to eat it.

It was reserved for the man who resisted the gun, as long as the man went home, the two of them could eat a hot meal of knife-cut noodles, a big sour basin.

A dead aunt, do you want to be crazy about men?

The noon sun shone on people's hearts, and the devil with a big gun didn't know when to rush into the village.

The rich man in the village brought it here, and he drove the village full of men and aunts!

The men are bloody, but the hoe of the farmer can't do the big gun, and the yard at the head of the village is covered with blood!

The mother-in-law and aunts hid their children in the green gauze tent, but the damned landlord led the devils to chase after them, shouting to find the flower girl!

More than a dozen mothers-in-law have no way to escape!

Qingxing stuffed the child into the arms of the neighbor's mother-in-law, and rushed out with a bun alone!

Qingxing is a beautiful mother-in-law, the devil is happy, he threw down the big gun and pressed Qingxing to the ground, and the rich man of the land looked at Liuhazi from the side!

More than a dozen mothers-in-law and aunts hid until dark and rescued Qingxing home.

Qingxing was stupid, she didn't know what to say, so she held the child and didn't let go, and the aunt next door was so anxious that she slapped her mouth!

The devil was going to build a turret in the village, and he dragged the remaining men to be coolies, but the rich man didn't pull them down, and the whole family was thrown into the coolies.

At the end of the first day, the whole family of the rich man was stoned to death, and his head was smashed into a rotten gourd!

The devil forced the mother-in-law and aunt to cook, or burn the village!

Isn't it a death for the mothers-in-law and aunts to let them out? And let you have enough to eat and then plague the next village?

Qingxing didn't know what to do, but suddenly she understood, and went to cook for the devil with the half bag of white noodles, which scared the mother-in-law and aunts stupidly?

The knife was done, and the devils gathered around him, like a pack of hungry wolves.

The old devil squinted his eyes shining green, pulled the child of Qingxing, first served half a bowl to the child, and then served a bowl of Qingxing.

Qingxing did not hesitate, added some more to the child, added Qingxu good vinegar, and fed the child by hand.

The child ate it, but there was nothing, he jumped out of the house, Qingxing also ate, gobbled it up, and the devils hurriedly rushed to eat it.

Qing Xing pulled her hair and went home with her happy child in her arms.

After not taking two steps, the child's mouth spurted blood outward, shouting that his stomach hurts!

Qingxing covered the child's mouth and didn't let the child shout, before she went far, the devil would be terrible when she heard it!

Turning the corner, Qingxing let go of her hand, and the child stared at her and shouted, "Mother! I hurt! ”

Qingxing sat in the corner with the child in her arms and hugged the child tightly: "Son...... It'll be fine in a while, and it won't hurt in a while......"

The child is sensible, stop calling, close his eyes, and listen to Qingxing humming a little song!

Qingxing patted the child's back, humming as usual to coax the child to sleep: "The child is the meat of the mother's heart...... My son is a mother's ......."

The child slept......

Qingxing's mouth also spurted blood, dripping on the child's head!

The devils in the turret began to scream and crawl all over the ground!

The mother-in-law and aunts rushed forward with dough paring knives, but they didn't have any soft hands, and they slashed the throats of the devils one by one!

The coolies have all gone out, carrying guns, or they will not be able to save the lives of their mothers-in-law and children!

Qingxing and the child were buried together, and there were two apricot trees on the grave, one large and one small, like the mother and mother holding hands, waiting for the child and his father to come back!

Kill all those devils and come back!

marketplace

The Suzhou bed decorated with tassels, the big red quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the soft Suzhou minor tune on the radio;

The long black hair like a waterfall, the smooth and tender skin, and the sound of warblers in the ears!

None of this can make Ngawang stay for a moment, even if the narcissus next to him is tired of wrapping around Ngawang's legs, Ngawang still insists on leaving!

Ngawang has the life he has today, and it is not easy to come! Starting from shining shoes on the side of the street, to carrying toilets for the old lady Huang Jinrong's dung gang to earn a dime a day, Ngawang has seen a lot of how those street gangsters who open dyeing shops when they have a few colors are thrown into the Huangpu River to plant lotuses, and he also knows that you don't have to study to have rickshaws to sit in and Western food to eat in the world.

When Ngawang was fifteen years old, he fought on the side of the street because he fought with several young people of the same age for an alley (alley, alley), and he was still fearless when he beat five of them, until he was beaten to the point of bleeding!

In the confusion, Ngawang grabbed a wooden stick beside him and rushed forward, but a few little deflated people who were still fierce just now actually let him whip motionlessly, and they didn't even have the courage to dodge. Ngawang turned around, only to find that behind him stood Du Yuesheng, the tycoon of the Shanghai Youth Gang, holding someone's cane in his hand!

Ngawang began to follow Du Yuesheng to appear in all corners of Shanghai, competing with the big and small eight parties for the right to transport opium, competing with the 36 friends on the Bund for all the opium houses, and even competing with the men and horses under Mrs. Huang for the brothels on the four roads, Ngawang never lagged behind!

Ngawang slowly became the chief thug responsible for clearing out hostile forces from Du Yuesheng's personal follower, especially in the battle of Shikumen House (Shanghai characteristic building), which almost reproduced the reproduction of his youth, with two triangular axes killing from the street to the end of the street, killing the opponents one by one!

Du Yuesheng talked about Awang in private, and always said with emotion: "This little red guy has been vicious since he was a child, and he dares to fight five of them, and he obviously sees that he is holding my crutches or beating correctly, he is really a natural thug and a natural brave general!" ”

Ngawang knew what Boss Du said about him, Ngawang smiled and didn't say anything.

Ngawang knew that he was terrified, and he was so frightened that he fainted!

The Japanese attacked the three eastern provinces, and the students preached anti-Japanese propaganda on the streets every day, asking the general public to raise donations, but Ngawang knew that all the money raised went into the pockets of those big officials, and not a dime could fall into the hands of those soldiers!

Every day, after being busy with the things on the scene, Ngawang always stands at the gate of the City God Temple with a few little brothers, watching those white and tender student sisters running back and forth with donation boxes, and between the student skirts and long white socks that have just covered the knees, a small piece of skin is always exposed, as attractive as a lake lotus!

Finally one day, a student sister walked in front of Ngawang, and her crisp voice was like the flesh of a water chestnut, and she was sweet and relishing: "Sir, it's glorious to raise funds for the anti-Japanese resistance!" ”

Like a ghost, Ngawang threw more than 30 pieces of ocean in his pocket into the donation box, and watched his student sister bow deeply to him, revealing a piece of snow white on his neck, which was thrillingly white!

In the next few days, Ngawang went to the City God Temple every day, looking for the student's sister every day, and reminiscing about the heart-warming snow white every day in his spare time.

The news that the Japanese were going to attack Shanghai caused panic in the market, and many citizens began to rush to buy grain, and the price of rice changed three times a day, and in the end, even if they had money, they could not buy rice!

Ngawang never saw the student sister again, not once.

The next time I saw my student sister was in the study room on Sima Road, the student sister had already grown long hair and changed into a cheongsam, and the snow-white was also blocked by a beautiful gold necklace, yellow and heavy, which made Ngawang feel sad.

The student's sister is called Narcissus, whose real name no one wants to know, the reddest Narcissus in Shanghai, the color and art are unique, this gimmick is loud enough.

Ngawang went to the party every day, and even delayed Du Yuesheng's serious matter, and Boss Du was also angry, but he also knew the reason.

The 29th Army had already exchanged fire with the Japanese, Japanese planes were dropping bombs in the sky of Shanghai every day, and Boss Du's subordinates organized a volunteer group to go to the front line to resist Japan......

Ngawang was the first to sign up, because Boss Du agreed, and when he came back, he would let him marry Narcissus, the price of the four roads was too expensive, and it was a dream to redeem himself, but Boss Du had money and face, and Ngawang was happy to die!

The neighbors knew that Ngawang was going to the front line, and no matter who saw Ngawang, they all respectfully called Brother Ngawang, the voice was different from usual, Ngawang could hear it!

Narcissus also knew that Ngawang was going to the front, so he took Ngawang's hand and cried for a night, and when it was almost dawn, Narcissus stripped Ngawang of his clothes in three or two, and pounced on him like a wolf, and his fine teeth bit out a bloody mark on Ngawang's shoulder!

Ngawang went to the front, the Japanese bombs rained down, and the brothers who were extremely ferocious in the street fighting fell one by one, and their bones were blown to the ground! Before Ngawang stormed the fortifications, he had only one thought in his mind: I was going to die!

After two days of guarding, the periphery of the Sixing Warehouse has been occupied, and only the Sixing Warehouse is like a proud giant, guarding Shanghai behind it with its huge body!

The commanders of the regular army praised Ngawang, who was really a good material for being a soldier, who would not retreat from the fight to the death, and was calm and clever!

Ngawang knew that he was so scared that he almost turned around and ran several times, but behind him was Shanghai, it was a narcissus, and he couldn't run!

The Japanese tank came up, like a big turtle that could climb, with flames spewing out from its short muzzle, and it was about to rush to the warehouse!

Can't let it rush over, Narcissus will be afraid, she said, I'm most afraid of these turtles and turtles or something, such a big one, don't scare the soul of Narcissus?

Ngawang rushed over with the explosives bag, and the machine gun on the soft-shelled turtle quickly broke Ngawang's leg, and Ngawang crawled, desperately

Can't let it pass, Narcissus will be scared! Can't let him pass

Ngawang is dead, there are no bones left, the soft-shelled turtle is also paralyzed, and there is no need to be afraid of narcissus!

Boss Du was affectionate and righteous, ransomed Narcissus from the study, and bought a small house for Narcissus!

The Japanese entered Shanghai, and Boss Du also went to Hong Kong to avoid trouble, but Narcissus watched and danced every day, attracting bees and butterflies, and it didn't take long for it to become the outer room of the chairman of the Shanghai Temporary Maintenance Committee.

Narcissus can not only write well, play the piano well, but also make good dishes!

Many Japanese officers went there, and after a long time, even the people of the Japanese army headquarters in Shanghai knew the good name of Narcissus and became Narcissus's guests!

On the weekend, a lot of Japanese officers came, a total of nine people, just a table of guests, who wanted to drink the bergamot soup made by narcissus!

When the soup came, everyone was not polite, and in less than ten minutes, all the people who had drunk the soup collapsed at the table in amazement.

Narcissus got up, cleaned his hands, and took out half of the broken axe from the dark compartment under the bed, it was Ngawang's, and Ngawang left only these!

The next day, the people who went to Narcissus's apartment to pick up the officers were shocked to find that eight Japanese and the president of the maintenance association were kneeling beside Narcissus's bed, their necks were all open, and blood was flowing all over the ground!

Narcissus was dressed as a bride, covered with a big red hijab and lying in the thin quilt of the mandarin ducks playing in the water, with a deep cut on her wrist, holding half a triangular axe, and she had been out of breath for a long time.