Whimpering cries rang out at the same time at the head and end of Dawu Village, and the smell of burning incense, candles, and paper money also enveloped the streets of Dawu Village with twilight......

In troubled times, human life is as cheap as grass. Under the robbery of soldiers and bandits, some villages near official roads and main roads can see lonely widows and widows wearing linen and filial piety crying all year round. In comparison, Dawu Village, which is far away from the main road, really hasn't experienced too many troubled scenes. At first glance, two young men died because of the arrest of the strong men, and the sad cries of the deceased's family naturally caused a sad atmosphere to permeate the entire Dawu Village.

Standing outside a courtyard with a tiled roof, Mrs. Jiang, who was on a deer's head cane, and the housekeeper waited for half an hour before they heard a sentence coming out of the crack in the courtyard door: "The patient is fine, he has lived in my hospital for three days, and then he will go home and take care of it carefully for two months, and there will be no major problems!" ”

Listening to the words that obviously had some Shaanxi accents, Mrs. Jiang and the housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. With Mrs. Jiang holding the deer's head crutches with both hands, the housekeeper standing beside Mrs. Jiang hurriedly took out a small cloth bag from his arms and rested it respectfully on the threshold of the courtyard gate.

Holding the deer's head cane in both hands, Mrs. Jiang respectfully arched her hand towards the courtyard door: "Trouble Mr. Han!" ”

It was as if I hadn't heard Mrs. Jiang's thanks, and there was no sound in the closed courtyard door. Carefully reaching out to support Mrs. Jiang in the twilight, the housekeeper looked back at the courtyard, and muttered in a low voice with some resentment: "Master, this old Mr. Han's shelf is really not small?" Ordinary people went to beg him to see a doctor, and he kept the rule that no one was allowed to be admitted to the hospital except for his patients, but you went...... I didn't even call the entrance gate......."

Shaking his head slightly, Mrs. Jiang responded in a harmonious voice very disappreciatively: "You haven't read since you were a child, let alone history, so naturally you don't understand the origin of this old Mr. Han!" ”

Looking back at the courtyard of Mr. Han's house again, the housekeeper answered Mrs. Jiang's words with some confusion: "This Mr. Han ...... There are also these small surnames from Shaanxi Road in the village, isn't it that the ancestors of the Jiang family took pity on them back then, and they had nowhere to go, so they took them in Dawu Village? What other great origin can a character who is poor to the root and defeated to the end? ”

"Who is born rich and which is poor? The origin of the Han surname in this Dawu Village is said to be the descendants of the soldiers under the command of Han Shizhong, a famous general of the Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty, who was framed by traitors before falling from Shaanxi Road to Dawu Village! Our big and small Wu villages worship Emperor Guan and Master Yue, and there is always some incense and affection with people surnamed Han on this road, so the ancestor took them in......"

"If that's the case, then this Han family should also repay the kindness......."

"What do you know? If you think about it, which one of the people surnamed Han is not the one who provoked it? People say that they repay their kindness for a hundred years, and they can be compared to Yasheng, but this Han surname is in Dawu Village to operate cheap business and deviate, how can it be more than a hundred years? Now...... But my Jiang family owes them a piece of affection......"

Although there was still some unconvinced and resentful feeling in his heart, looking at the emotional appearance on Mrs. Jiang's clear face, the housekeeper suddenly changed the topic with interest: "Master, our Dawu Village is also fortunate to be blessed by the emperor and King Yue, although the arrested strong men said that two died, but the others have returned......

Without waiting for the housekeeper to finish speaking, Old Lady Jiang sighed heavily: "Alas...... You only see most of the strong men coming back, and you can't see that this catastrophe is just around the corner! ”

Startled, the housekeeper couldn't help but lower his voice: "Master, what do you mean...... Those outsiders who reported the Eighth Route Army? ”

Nodding heavily, Old Lady Jiang frowned and said: "Since ancient times, bandits have been like combs and soldiers, although they have plagued the township and poisoned Li Shu, but when it comes to the root cause, it is just to ask for some money and food!" But those who reported the Eighth Route Army ......"

Rushing to stretch out his leg and kick away a stone that was not too big on the road, and then helped the old lady Jiang, who was already walking slower and slower, to sit down on the stone grind in front of a house, and then the housekeeper opened his mouth to answer the words of the old lady Jiang: "Since we are asking for money and food, let's find a few sophisticated people in the village who are quick to talk and have seen some of the world, first ask for an approximate number, and then have emotional intelligence with them. ”

Stretching out his hand to press his sore waist, and then looking at the housekeeper who was half-kneeling on the ground and beating his legs for himself, Mrs. Jiang closed her eyes slightly: "Are you sorry for those money and food?" These people who reported the Eighth Route Army worked hard to retrieve the captured strong men for our Dawu Village, and it is reasonable that our Dawu Village cannot treat others badly. Money and food should be paid, and they should also be preferential and generous, and they must not turn this relationship into hypocrisy. But now...... Those who reported the number of the eight roads did not mention money or food compensation at all, and even those who lost their money took care of themselves to find a place outside the village to bury them......."

"Master, are you worried that they are asking for a sky-high price?"

With a long sigh, Old Lady Jiang looked at the sparsely lit lights in the courtyard of Dawu Village, and slowly shook her head: "What I'm afraid of is ...... Those strong men, I'm afraid I still won't be able to keep them......"

"Then I'm going to tell the strong man who has shown his face to leave quickly? Take advantage of the darkness to climb over the mountain and avoid it in Xiaowu Village first? ”

"Knowing people and seeking them! These people who reported the Eighth Route Army knew that there was Ding Zhuang in our village, where could they hide? If you can walk as a monk, can you still walk to the temple? ”

"That'...... Sir, do you need to get an idea quickly? Many of these Ding Zhuang who showed their faces this time are the only sons of the family, if they are really arrested and become strong men, there will be no eyes for bullets in this troubled world......."

Raising his hand to stop the housekeeper's anxious whisper, Mrs. Jiang stood up tremblingly: "Born in troubled times, this is really a disaster in fate, I'm afraid I can't hide it!" Those who reported the Eighth Route Army had already lost their lives in order to retrieve these strong men for Dawu Village....... The truth since ancient times - to repay debts and kill people to pay for their lives......."

Let the housekeeper support him and slowly walked to the door of his house, before the long-term worker Mancang who should be at the door could speak, Mrs. Jiang had already whispered to the long-term worker Mancang: "Hello all?" ”

Nodding, Mancang shook his head quickly: "Is this time a little weird?" Master, those people sat in front of the table and talked, and none of them even reached out to touch the chopsticks, but stood up and lowered their heads for a while, saying that they were the ones who were in charge of them....... Touch...... Touch short? However, Mo Tianliu and Sha Bangcui ate happily in the side room, and after a while, they ate a dustpan of white flour and hard buns......."

Frowning, Mrs. Jiang stood in front of the door of her house and pondered for a while, before she seemed to have made up her mind, and slammed the deer-headed cane in her hand on the ground: "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided!" Butler, go and prepare enough money and food first, and look at my eyes in a while! ”

Shaking off the housekeeper who still wanted to reach out and support him, Mrs. Jiang walked alone in the direction of the brightly lit living room. Before the people reached the door, they had already opened their voices and shouted at the people in the living room: "Chiefs, hard work! Treat all the chiefs slowly, don't forgive your sins, and don't forget about it! ”

After walking a few steps closely, Mrs. Jiang could no longer see a little tired appearance on her body, and the young and middle-aged man who stood up with a brush on the three tables in the living room was a group of circles: "You chiefs have received a gift from the little old man first, and you will be in a hurry today, and you will ....... the chiefs."

Without waiting for Mrs. Jiang to finish speaking, the commander of the Eighth Route Army had already walked in front of Mrs. Jiang in a few steps, supported Mrs. Jiang's arm with both hands, and responded to Mrs. Jiang in a harmonious voice: "Old man, we can't afford such a big courtesy from you!" Speaking of which, we'll have to pay you a bill first – if we had planned well today, we might have ....... We can't live with the folks in Dawu Village! ”

There was a gurgling in her throat, and the polite words that Old Lady Jiang had originally pondered were all held in her throat......

In this world, if there is a gun, there is a grass king, and I have never seen all kinds of spearmen fighting in their hands to provoke trouble, how could there ever be a sacrifice of life for others to eliminate disasters, and rushed to admit a thoughtful mistake first?

As if he had expected the stunned appearance of Mrs. Jiang, the commander of the Eighth Route Army supported the stiff Mrs. Jiang to sit on a chair next to the table, and then said to Mrs. Jiang in a harmonious voice: "Old man, our Eighth Route Army is a team of the poor, right...... At this time and a half, we are new to the city, and we can't speak clearly and people can't understand. In the future, we will get along for a long time, and you will naturally know! ”

As if she had heard thunder at the first glance, Mrs. Jiang jumped up from her chair and said to the commander of the Eighth Route Army in a trembling voice: "What does the chief say...... Do you want to stay in this Dawu Village? ”

Smiling gently, the commander of the Eighth Route Army nodded slightly: "Not only Dawu Village, our scope of work is in the ten miles and eight townships around Qingle County!" ”

"Work...... Dare to ask the sir, what is your work...... What is to be done? ”

"Anti-Japanese! Fight devils! ”

"That'....... Grain and military salaries....... How much do I have to give to the chiefs in my Dawu Village? ”

"Old man, I'm afraid you still misunderstand our Eighth Route Army's team? The team of our Eighth Route Army will never loot and loot from the villagers....... As the old saying goes, the road knows the horsepower, and the people will see it over time! Empty white teeth say nothing, I also understand this truth in the chestnut group! I've been waiting for a long time today, just to ask the old man to help find a place to rest. Let's rest for the night and leave tomorrow at dawn! ”

Stiffening her neck, Old Lady Jiang responded as if in a dream: "What do you say, sir...... Leaving tomorrow at dawn? ”

Nodding calmly, the chestnut group still had that good voice: "Old man, we are the martial arts team sent by the Eighth Route Army to our Qingle County area, and we are really here to mobilize the villagers to fight devils together, so naturally we can't be greedy for comfort, so we are stationed in a village." Besides, isn't this also afraid of causing trouble to the villagers? Your old man can rest assured, early tomorrow morning, we have done mobilization work for the villagers, and we will temporarily evacuate Dawu Village! ”