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"Have you recovered the county?" John Zhang was still proud when he heard this, pulled his grandfather's arm, and asked in a low voice.

To be honest, the stories he heard along the way were not very exciting, but they were far more vivid and closer to himself than any historical material he had seen and heard before, especially when he heard the phrase from his grandfather, "For the sake of future generations never being bullied, and for the establishment of a proud and free kingdom on this land", there was a heat in his heart, although this was his first time in Cyprus, and it was impossible for him to have more contact with this place in the future.

"How is it possible, if it is really that easy, the War of Resistance against Japan would not have to be fought for eight years." Zhang Songling looked at the black city tower not far away, and shook his head with a smile, "We lacked heavy weapons for attacking fortifications at that time, and the entire Kwantung Army of a whole wing had already driven halfway. ”

The city tower was rebuilt in the mid-nineties on the site of the north gate of the black stone village, trying to maintain the original appearance, but the black stone village is no longer the original black stone village, the area of the urban area has been five times the size of the year, some of the original suburbs are not even counted as the suburbs, but also with the advent of the real estate boom, gradually linked with the urban area, and gradually turned into a part of the city.

"Then, what about the little prince of Baiyin, he, can he hold on, according to you, he is not a person who can deal with the crisis together." John Zhang, who was accustomed to seeing the scenery of the big city, couldn't raise any interest in the scenery in front of him, and continued to hold his grandfather's arm to get to the bottom of it.

"Him?" Zhang Songling smiled and continued to shake his head, "Of course he persevered, to be honest, I didn't expect him to persevere, but after thinking about it carefully, we actually looked down on him back then, Bai Yin, this guy, is not only ambitious, but also very tenacious, and has a very long-term vision." ”

"Oh." John Zhang nodded blankly, noncommittal to his grandfather's statement, with the national strength of Japan at that time, at the moment of launching the Pearl Harbor sneak attack, failure had already become a doomed end, and for several years in a row, not a single guerrilla force was defeated, and the latter became stronger and stronger.

"He's not just looking at this one thing." Zhang Songling guessed his grandson's confusion, thought about it, and continued to add, "In the last three and a half years of the War of Resistance Against Japan, he basically fought side by side with us and Zhou Heizi's ** battalion, even if he was chased by the little devils and retreated into the desert, he did not accept the recruitment of the Japanese again. ”

"Well, he's really not ordinary." John Zhang thought about it and nodded slightly.

"It's not ordinary." Zhang Songling smiled and quickly threw out the second evidence, "Not long after the end of the Anti-Japanese War, he resolutely pulled the team to the ** side. ”

"Ahh John Zhang was taken aback, not only because of Bai Yin's foresight, but also for the follow-up of this story, "You, you and Peng Xuewen got into a fight, what about Zhou Heitan, he, what should he do at that time." ”

"No, I really want to fight him earlier, so that no matter whether he dies or lives in the end, he can settle down, and maybe someone will write a book for him now." Zhang Songling let out a long sigh and responded faintly.

"He, what's wrong with him, who killed him,." The more John Zhang listened, the more confused he became, his round black eyes were to the bottom of it, according to what his grandfather said before, this Mr. Peng Xuewen can be regarded as both civil and military, and the foundation of the family is also very strong, such a person has also made great contributions in the War of Resistance against Japan, who can easily move him.

"He committed suicide, supposedly." Zhang Songling slowly closed his eyes, and his voice was filled with anger that could not be worn away by time, "At the end of the Anti-Japanese War, his teacher Ma Hansan transferred him back to Beiping, but before he could set off, the military commander sent another wave of people, with Mao Renfeng's handwritten order, and arrested him, saying that when he was in the military commander's inspection and Sui substation, he had secretly colluded with the Japanese, locked him in the military camp where he came to Japan, and tortured him day and night, he couldn't stand the grievance, and he was unwilling to drag his teacher into the water according to the intention of the people who interrogated him. When he was escorted out to let go of the wind, he hit his head on the stone, and he swallowed his breath on the spot, after Bai Yin heard the news, he pulled Zhou Heitan to rebel together, and then the three of us joined forces to attack the county seat to avenge Peng Xuewen, and the side defending the city was actually Jiang Hulu. ”

"Ugh." John Zhang didn't breathe evenly, and almost choked unconscious, what the hell is going on, the former anti-Japanese hero was beaten into a traitor by the military commander himself, but the former traitor turned into a loyal minister, on absurdity, is there anything more outrageous in this world.

"Politics is sometimes more cruel than war." Zhang Songling's words continued to come from his ears, and the voice made the young John Zhang sour and inexplicable, "When you are fighting, at least you know where the bullets come from, and when you are engaged in politics, no one is sure." ”

"Just take your grandfather Fang as an example." Touched by Peng Xuewen's experience, Zhang Songling smiled bitterly and sighed, "Such a dogmatic person, but in the sixties, he was classified as a rightist, and finally looked forward to rehabilitation, and he didn't wait for a few days to live a comfortable life, and he became an ultra-leftist in a daze. ”

can be listed as John Zhang's grandfather, and the surname Fang is 100% Fang Guoqiang, in the story of his grandfather, this is a very face-painted image of a political worker, but what John Zhang never expected was that such a face-painted person, the final encounter was so bizarre, so bizarre that it was a little ridiculous, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Just as he was about to continue to dig from his grandfather's mouth, the final outcome of Bai Yin, Fang Guoqiang and Zhou Hei Carbon suddenly came from a chaotic noise not far away, followed by the bustling flow of people around him stagnated slightly, and then rushed towards the ruins of the city gate like a tide.

"Fight, fight!" As long as no one is killed, no matter how fierce the fight is, the surrounding is guaranteed to be full of cheers and applause.

"These guys." Zhang Songling's memories were interrupted, looking at the crowd not far away and shaking his head again and again, how many years have passed, the local people still love to join in the fun, the change of people's hearts is much slower than technology and industry.

"It's not a fight, it's not a fight, it's the old man of the Bai family, the old man of the Bai family is teaching the two devils a lesson." In the crowd, there were suddenly a few slightly exaggerated reports, as if they were afraid that the people behind them would not be able to see it, and they were going to do a live broadcast.

"The old man of the Bai family." Zhang Songling was slightly stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help but have a very wonderful premonition in his heart, "It won't be Bai Yin's guy, he is almost a hundred years old." ”

As he spoke, he also ignored his old age and frailty, separated his hands and squeezed towards the lively place, which frightened John Zhang's soul away, and quickly followed with a shout, "Grandpa, grandpa, be careful, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the old man loves to watch the excitement, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, the old man is not in good health, and you will get into trouble if you squeeze it." ”

I don't know if his threat played a role, or Zhang Songling actually didn't look so fragile, in a blink of an eye, the grandfather and grandson had already come to the center of the crowd, only to see the location of the old city gate ruins, there was an old man with white hair carrying a stick, was pumping at a guy in a blue suit, the blue suit was obviously fifty years younger than the white-haired old man, and there were more than 30 big men with him as an entourage, but he didn't dare to fight back or let the entourage help, just covered his face and dodged left and right.

"Cover your fart, if you want to have a face, you won't hit the idea of this city tower, tear down stones from the city tower to build a cemetery for the little devil, phew, you can figure it out, the anti-Japanese martyrs are running rabbits everywhere, why don't you pay for a repair." The white-bearded old man does not give up, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

The blue suit jumped around like a monkey, and while jumping, he shouted loudly and aggrievedly, "Old man, old man, listen to my explanation, this, this decision was not made by me, I just, just the contractor in charge of construction, you want to beat, and you should hit those who make decisions, no, should not hit me." ”

"I don't care, from today onwards, I will live under the city tower, if anyone dares to buckle a stone from above, the old man will give him this old life." Whitebeard leaned on the old and sold the old, pointed at the blue suit with his cane, and continued to shout loudly.

"Well played."

"It's time to fight, build a cemetery for the Japanese devils, it's really a king and eight calves who have forgotten their ancestors."

The surrounding people are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, stamping their feet and applauding, desperately cheering for the old man, in the middle of the excitement, not far away suddenly came a piercing siren, after an instant, there is an Audi A6 in the front and rear protection of three police cars, close to the crowd stopped.

Seeing this, most of the onlookers immediately dispersed, and only a very small number of people who were extremely bold, or who had nothing to do with the local area like Zhang Songling, continued to stay under the city tower and watch the development of the situation coldly.

The Audi cars were pulled away by the secretary, and a fat white man with a big belly came down from above, first pushed the blue suit aside, and then walked quickly to the white-haired old man, squatted down, and blamed with a face full of grievances: "Grandpa, what are you doing here, building a cemetery for the Japanese Pioneer Group is part of the city's investment promotion plan, and it is for the long-term development of Heishi Village, besides, the Pioneer Group is also an ordinary person, and it cannot be mixed with the Japanese military."

"Fuck your shit." He didn't explain, but as soon as he explained, the old man's beard and eyebrows stood up at the same time, pointed at the man's chest with a cane, and scolded loudly: "Are they soldiers, or ordinary people, I don't know better than you little bastards, the little devils who were digging for gold in China back then, there were a few people who had not had the blood of our Chinese on their hands, ordinary people, have you seen ordinary people who carry guns for training as a whole and shoot at the heads of Chinese people at every turn, tell you, those dead Japanese ronins, At least five of the ten were killed by your grandfather and me, and you want to erect a monument for them today, unless you slaughter me first and bury me under the monument. ”

"Grandpa, grandpa, you dissipate your anger, dissipate your anger, we don't mean that, this place is too messy, you go home with me first, and when you get home, I will explain to you slowly" The white fat man was scolded so embarrassed that he blushed and whispered to beg for help.

"I won't go back, I'm going to live here today, see who dares to tear down the city wall to build a tomb for the devil, I don't know what it means to attract investment, I know that if people don't know self-love, no one will look down on him." Whitebeard continued to shout loudly.

"Okay, Brother Baiyin, you can leave some room for the child to turn around." Zhang Songling saw that the fat man was really pitiful, raised his head, and shouted to help.

"Which yamen are you" The white-bearded old man was on fire, and immediately turned his gaze to Zhang Songling, and the mocking words were only half spoken, but his body froze on the spot as if he had been in an evil spirit, and he stumbled a few steps for a long time, and said tentatively with a trembling voice, "You, you are Zhang Fatty, is it you, how did you get here, this is broad daylight, don't you deliberately scare me,." ”

"You're the lonely ghost." Zhang Songling was also very emotional, wiped the corners of his eyes, and replied loudly, "When did the two of us get to that point, I won't forget you even if I die." ”

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive." Bai Yin immediately forgot what he was doing, shook a few steps forward like a child, grabbed Zhang Songling's arm with both hands and introduced to his grandson, who was an official, "Little Batu, this is your Grandpa Zhang, if it weren't for him back then, our family would definitely be finished, hurry up and roll over and kowtow to your Grandpa Zhang." ”

"Grandpa Zhang." The fat official was flushed again, stepped forward, and bowed deeply to Zhang Songling, "I often hear my grandfather mention you, how come you have time to come back this time, why didn't you give me a word in advance, so I can arrange a car to pick you up." ”

"Fuck off, your grandfather Zhang wants to take the car, and you have to pick it up." Seeing that his grandson refused to kowtow to Zhang Songling, Bai Yin raised his foot and kicked him five feet away, and then grabbed Zhang Songling's arm tightly, as if the other party would run away at any time, and shouted loudly, "Come back, just come back, let's go, hurry up to my house to drink, we brothers, we must have a good drink tonight." ”

"I can't drink anymore." Zhang Songling let the other party drag him and strode out of the crowd, "This time, I came back with my little grandson, John, hurry up and come over to see your Grandpa Baiyin." ”

"Grandpa Baiyin." Finally saw a living, the character in the story, John Zhang bowed deeply to Bai Yin with a little curiosity.

"Good boy, good boy." Bai Yin smiled and held John Zhang up, and at the same time groped back and forth on his body with his other hand, looking for it, and finally found a piece of jade Buddha with body temperature on his waist, smiled, and pressed it the palm of the young man, "Take it, let the Buddha bless you with peace and joy in your life." ”

Although John Zhang didn't know about jade culture, he also knew that this thing was very valuable, so he quickly raised his head and asked his grandfather for instructions.

"Let you take it, just take it, your Grandpa Baiyin is a rich man." Zhang Songling nodded and ordered with a smile.

Bai Yin immediately raised his eyes and sneered at each other, "You are the rich man, your old Zhang family almost did the business back then, if it weren't for you little bastard being too loser, maybe even half of Black Rock City would be able to buy it now." ”

The two old men teased each other, and in a blink of an eye, they left the fat official and the blue suit behind, and saw that there were no idle people around to follow, Zhang Songling suddenly stopped, and asked with a little smugness, "You old thing, who are you singing bitter meat tricks to show today, can't you stop the matter of erecting a monument to the little devil with Batu's current identity?" ”

"You're so old, you can't pretend to be confused for a while." Bai Yin, who was in his nineties, rolled his eyelids at Zhang Songling, who was in his eighties, and said hatefully, "As soon as you came forward, I knew that you had seen through it again, Batu's bastard was too soft-boned to fall out with several other members of the Standing Committee, and the other few were all masters who were eager to make meritorious contributions, as long as they could attract Japanese businessmen, they didn't care who they would erect monuments to." ”

"And then you just"

"I'm making a fuss here today, and when the municipal party committee votes, Batu will have a reason to vote against, and then find a way to poke at the newspaper, and it is estimated that the matter of erecting a monument to the little devil will be completely disrupted." Bai Yin squeezed his eyes, as proud as a child who had stolen candy.

"As for it, you are also a person who has been the secretary of the prefectural party committee, so you won't go through normal channels" Zhang Songling didn't understand Bai Yin's difficulties, glanced at the other party, counted them disdainfully, and halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that Bai Yin's personality is like this, he has always been able to take detours and not go straight, besides, this old guy has been retired for more than ten years, and his influence in the political world has long been close to zero, and it is actually very rare to come up with this trick.

The two have worked together for several years, so there is no need to say a lot of words completely, guessing what Zhang Songling thought in his heart, Lao Baiyin couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, "Old, the people I knew back then, no, Parkinson's Parkinson's, my words, no one has listened to them for a long time, and now young people, in order to make money, anything can be sold, alas, forget it, forget it, let's not mention these, you old thing, why did you suddenly remember to come back and take a look,." ”

"While you can still move, I'll come out for a walk, look at you, look at Lao Fang, and then go and toast Lao Peng and Heizi." Glancing at the eyebrows and hair that were sparse in the white voice, Zhang Songling told the truth.

are all rolled in the rain of bullets, the two old men really don't care about what lip color or not, just mention the ending of those friends back then, I don't feel a little gloomy in my heart, Peng Xuewen was actually cleaned by the military commander himself, Fang Guoqiang first became a rightist, and then became an ultra-left, his life was out of place, and now he has completely lost his memory, and Zhou Heitan, since the advent of the era of peace, has changed his career to manage agriculture and animal husbandry, specializing in how to use the seasonal river on the grassland to grow rice, and it took nearly 20 years before and after finally came to fruition, A certain central leader in charge of the central government personally named him and met him in Beijing, and soon the leader collapsed and sank into the sand, and Zhou Heitan's work as a bandit was immediately turned over by the brightly glassed revolutionary masses

"Let's go and serve a bowl of rice to Kuroko another day." Rubbing his eyes slightly, Bai Yin suggested in a low voice, "I heard his cellmate say that during the Chinese New Year that year, he kept yelling to eat a bowl of rice, but the guards thought he was making trouble, so they locked him up alone, and one was five days, and when the New Year was over, when I remembered that when I released him, the body was already hard, and the cuffs were full of tooth marks!"

"Alas!" Zhang Songling had already read this past in Bai Yin's letter, and the pain in his heart had long been numb, he didn't know who to blame, the dereliction of duty guard, in the early eighties, because of the arrest of the escaped fugitive, he was stabbed in the kidney with a dagger by the latter, and the senior leader who summoned Zhou Heitan and implicated him in prison will never be rehabilitated because of what he did in the end.

"Ugh." Bai Yin also sighed in a low voice, "In those days, it was crazy! If you hadn't come forward to testify for me at the critical moment, I would have been with Kuroko a long time ago. ”

Suddenly, he remembered a very important thing, looked at Zhang Songling's eyes, and solemnly requested, "What did you tell the investigators back then, many people shouted for me, but none of them were useful, but you were kicked into a second-tier factory because you were on the wrong team at that time, how can you help me wash away the charges of connecting with foreign countries." ”

"This" Zhang Songling's emotions were immediately pulled out of his grief, and he scratched his head in disdain.

Looking at the embarrassed appearance on his face, Bai Yin's curiosity became more and more intense, and he grabbed his sleeve and urged loudly, "Hurry up, don't sell Guanzi, we are both this age, and you still want me to die and I don't understand how I escaped the catastrophe." ”

"Actually, it's nothing, I just said a few words of the truth" Zhang Songling was forced to be helpless, so he had to admit with a wry smile.

"What's the truth, you kid shouldn't fall into the well, probably not, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to let me go."

"I just told them, although Bai Yin, this old guy is very unauthentic, but he is not a fool, when he suffered a defeat and was chased by Sun Lanfeng so that he couldn't even take a breath, he didn't surrender to the Kuomintang, and now the whole country is red, how can he be stupid enough to hook up with the Kuomintang spies again, unless he kicks the donkey in the head."

"You little bastard, you dare to look down on me." Bai Yin was stunned for a moment, then became furious and rushed over with his fist raised.

Zhang Songling turned around and ran away, laughing and responding as he ran, "You old thing, you don't recognize people when you turn your face, don't you, you even beat your life-saving benefactor, saying that you are not authentic and wronged you." ”

The two old men ran away and chased each other, running farther and farther in the sunset, running farther and farther, their bodies slowly melting into the golden sunset, getting younger and younger, getting younger and younger.

"Woo." A passing train blew its whistle, and several wild birds flew in shock, flying over the iconic castle towers of Blackstone City, over the rows of houses, and above the boulder altar, flying in the wind.

In the boulder altar, a few wisps of green smoke slowly rose up, blown away by the evening wind, and fluttered into the distance, flying to the end of heaven and earth.