At dawn, all the small 100,000 catties of grain were finally transferred to the Wutong Temple behind Wangjiagou. Looking at the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were so tired that they were shaking, and then looking at the villagers of Tujia Village who were lying on the ground and snoring loudly, the chestnut group shouted at Zhong Youtian, who was also full of tiredness, and shouted at Zhong Youtian, who was also full of tiredness: "Arita have all the comrades who are in charge of the attack and harassment mission outside Qingle County withdrawn?" ”

Turning his head to look at the pile of people sitting or lying around, Zhong Youtian responded to the chestnut group in a hoarse voice: "It's all back!" The comrades who walked in the last to clean up the battlefield, clean up the ruts, and footprints can come back after touching a pot of tea! Captain, you can rest in peace......"

Nodding slightly, the chestnut group shouted again: "I can't rest at this time...... Arita, you work harder, bring a few comrades with sharper eyes, and let the sentry outward for another five miles, especially pay attention to the movement on the main road! I'll go and greet the comrades who are covering after the break......"

Before the words fell, Mo Tianliu, who had been busy all night with the chestnut group, suddenly jumped up: "Big boss, I'll go with you with the mallet!" ”

Turning his head to look at Mo Tianliu, who had been busy all night but was still in good spirits, the chestnut group nodded lightly: "It's okay!" After meeting the broken comrades, let's go to Wangjiagou again, talk to the villagers in Wangjiagou, but we want to understand why the villagers dare not get their own food back. ”

Perhaps it was because the convoy carrying grain last night passed through the village of Wangjiagou all night, and almost all the residents in the village that had been disturbed all night had not slept all night, all of them were looking at the movement through the cracks in the doors. After the sky was bright, the Zhu family, who were supposed to open the door and go down to pick up some crops, were all closed, and there was not even a single person who went out.

Leading Mo Tianliu and Sha Bangcui, Li Ziqun and others had just passed through the silent village, and they saw Meng Mancang and others who were in charge of sweeping the tail cover task coming quickly. Looking at the group of chestnuts that came out to greet him, Meng Mancang stepped up at his feet, trotted in front of the group of chestnuts, and nodded towards the group of chestnuts: "Captain, we have all swept the ruts and footprints along the way, and we have sprinkled a lot of crushed dogwood branches and leaves. Even if the devils use their big wolf dogs, they can't find out where we're heading! ”

"What's going on over there?"

"When the sky was just dawning, the devils in the city seemed to see the firewood pile we lit everywhere last night, and they shouted at the top of their voices for a while, but they still didn't dare to go out of the city. It's ......"

Looking at Meng Mancang's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Li Ziqun suddenly frowned: "What do you have to say, what are you talking about?" ”

Turning around and pointing at Wei Zhengguang, who was hunched over his waist and carrying a dung basket on his back, Meng Mancang replied: "Wei Zhengguang felt sorry for his little explosives, and took advantage of the dark sky to touch in front of the city gate, trying to pick up the bombs and mines he made, but the devil found ......."

Sniffling slightly, the chestnut group who smelled a trace of blood suddenly covered their faces with a layer of frost, and asked sharply in a suppressed voice, "Who is hurt?!" ”

Turning his head weakly to look at Wei Zhengguang, who was silent, Meng Mancang replied in a low voice: "Old Wei called the bullet on his leg and bit off a piece of meat, and there are ...... Captain, we're all fine, it's just a little bit of skin......"

Looking at Meng Mancang's dodgy appearance, the chestnut group grabbed Meng Mancang's shoulder and twisted Meng Mancang's body effortlessly. Looking at the long burning marks left on Meng Mancang's back clothes, the chestnut group suddenly gasped: "This is still called no big deal, scratch some skin?" As long as this bullet is half a point lower, it just doesn't graze the back...... I'm afraid your backbone will have to be broken in two! Just for this little belongings, don't even want your life? People are gone, what's the use of those belongings?! ”

Wei Zhengguang, who drooped his head and seemed to have never straightened his waist, listened to the angry shouts of the chestnut group, and finally squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "Old chestnut...... Captain, it's no wonder this thing is full. Our family foundation is thin, and the southern Hebei region does not look like an old base area...... You can save some belongings, and you can save your life when it matters...... If you want to blame, then blame me......"

Looking down at the wound on Wei Zhengguang's leg, the chestnut group opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, just sighed slightly, and then shouted to Meng Mancang: "Hurry back to Wutong Temple to rest, and then carefully treat the wound on Lao Wei's leg." Although the weather is cold at the moment, and the wound is not easy to become inflamed and suppurated, it is still not careless! ”

Seeing that the chestnut group didn't blame himself too much, Meng Mancang hurriedly came to the chestnut group with a salivating face, and shouted with a sneer at the chestnut group: "Captain, let the other comrades rest, I don't feel tired at all...... Captain, leading Tianliu and the mallet out of the Wutong Temple, I'm afraid it's not just going to greet us, right? Do you have any other tasks? You leave it to me......"

Looking at Meng Mancang's appearance of wanting to get through the trick, the chestnut group snorted lightly, turned his head and walked towards the village of Wangjiagou noncommittally, but in his mouth, he asked Mo Tianliu in a man's voice: "Tianliu, are you familiar with the situation in Wangjiagou?" ”

Stretching out his hand and dragging Meng Mancang, who was stunned in place, Mo Tianliu squeezed his eyes at Meng Mancang while holding on, and kept up with the pace of the chestnut group: "There are not many houses in Wangjiagou, and there are twenty or thirty households coming and going. The families in the village are not thick or thin, and they all have some fields, and their lives are steady. If you count it carefully, the poorest family in Wangjiagou Village is estimated to be Wang Laozhuan at the end of the village, and the family foundation is the thickest, then you have to count Wang Niu'er's family in the middle of the village, and the fields near the left of Wangjiagou can have half of his family's watered land......"

Walking slowly towards the village of Wangjiagou, Mo Tianliu pointed to the scattered houses on both sides of the road, and explained the situation in Wangjiagou like a few treasures. Seeing that the group had reached the end of the village, the chestnut group finally stopped in front of a house on the side of the road, looked at the broken courtyard gate and said, "This ...... It should be the Wang Lao Bolt family that Tianliu said, right? ”

Nodding quickly, Mo Tianliu pointed to the broken courtyard gate and said, "It's Wang Laozhuo's family, Wang Laozhuan came to Dawu Village two years ago to work as a short-term worker to cut wheat, and he also had some dealings with me. Big boss, let's go to Wang Lao's house and take a look? ”

Seeing the group of chestnuts nodding in agreement, Mo Tianliu quickly rushed to the broken gate of Wang Laozhuan's house, and shouted towards the closed door in the courtyard: "Wang Laozhuan...... Brother Lao, I'm Mo Tianliu from Dawu Village! There are people in the family who don't have ......."

shouted several times in succession, and finally came from the room where the door was closed, Wang Laozhuan's somewhat hesitant voice of agreement: "Yes...... Is it the Tianliu brothers of Dawu Village? What's the matter? ”

Turning his head to look at the group of chestnuts and others standing behind him, Mo Tianliu shouted towards the house again: "It's not a big deal, it's just that if you are thirsty with a few brothers, go to the old brother to find saliva to drink in your house, and then borrow a fire to clean up some food......"

With the sound of a dispute in the room that lowered his voice, after almost a bowl of tea, Wang Laozhuan, who was hiding in the house, seemed to have made up his mind, opened the door suddenly, and shouted to Mo Tianliu and others standing at the gate of the courtyard: "There is water and firewood at home, but there is nothing to eat." Brother Tianliu, don't stand outside the courtyard, come into the courtyard and rest......"

After thanking Wang Laozhuan with a smile, Mo Tianliu stretched out his hand to push open the broken courtyard door, led the chestnut group and others into the courtyard, and sat down with a few wooden bumps in the yard very familiarly, and then shouted to Wang Laozhuan who was standing at the door of the house: "Brother Laozhuo, you and your family haven't eaten, right?" This firewood can't burn two fires, and one pot can't make two kinds of porridge, so let's just make a tie - you give up some chopping firewood, borrow a pot stove, and our brothers' grain comes out, let's have a meal together? ”

As he spoke, Mo Tianliu's eyes were looking at the chestnut group again and again, and his hands were only in the direction of the Wutong Temple behind Wangjiagou. Seeing Mo Tianliu's frowning appearance, the chestnut group was just stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood, and shouted to Meng Mancang, who was following him: "Mancang, you hurry up and get some grain." It's been a whole night, and the big guy is already hungry with his chest and back! ”

Mo Tianliu, who had just sat down, had already jumped up, and walked to the stone mill in the yard that had not been used for a long time, and slapped the stone mill and smiled at Wang Laozhuan: "Brother Laoshuo, your stone mill is really good-half-finger deep grinding road, the stone tooth of the fan flower, and the grinding bar of the old jujube wood...... It's just such a stone mill, resting in the peaceful years, there are no two buckets of new wheat, I'm afraid I can't change it, right? If I'm not mistaken...... Brother Bolt, this is your own craft, right? ”

Listening to Mo Tianliu's praise of his craftsmanship, a smile finally appeared on the face of Wang Laozhuan, who was blocked at the door of the house, and he responded to Mo Tianliu in a muffled voice: "This craftsmanship ...... In the peaceful year, you can really take it out and change it for a chewing wrap of melons and jujubes. Can it be ....... now I can't use the mill at home - who can still have food......."

Snorting vigorously, Mo Tianliu nodded approvingly: "Seeing that this grinding road is as clean as washed with water, I know that this stone grinding has not come in handy for a few days." Brother Bolt, I smell the smoke of the stove in your house? It's been a few days since there were fireworks? Adults are okay to say, children...... But you suffer, right? After a while, when my brother brings the grain, we don't pay attention to that much, grind a piece of wheat coarsely, and boil some wheat porridge for the children to drink? ”

As soon as he heard Mo Tianliu say that there was wheat noodle porridge, the two children hiding in the room suddenly shouted in a thin voice: "Okay...... There was wheat porridge and drank ......"

"The wheat porridge is delicious...... Better than black bean mush......"

After calling twice, the daughter-in-law of Wang Laozhuan's family, who was hiding in the house, was already busy covering the mouths of the two children, and shouted to Wang Laozhuan who was blocking the door with a trembling voice: "The child is his father...... Our ...... We can't get involved in those things! Even if the family starves to death, you can't do it......"

Turning his head to look at the daughter-in-law who was holding the two children and looking frightened, and then looking at the longing looks on the faces of the two children who had been hungry for several days, Wang Laozhuan stomped his feet helplessly, turned his head and shouted at Mo Tianliu: "Brother Tianliu, let's not say anything about the side - just my body, this life, you look at how much food you can exchange, give it to my daughter-in-law and children!" I...... I'll go with you! ”