This was the first time Kwan had seen Diao Ye, a man who broke into her bedroom in the middle of the night and covered her mouth with his hand to prevent her from making a sound.

can run a family from the age of nine and support a drunkard showy father, Guan Surou is actually far stronger than most women in this world. According to common sense, she should have stabbed this "ill-intentioned" man in the belly with the firewood knife she held in her hand right now.

It's not like she hasn't done anything like this. A few years ago, at the age of 14, she carried a firewood knife to cut off a green skin that had done something to her, leaving only a little skin attached to her arm, and in the face of the angry accusations of relatives and friends who wanted to find the field for Qingpi, she didn't say a word, bit the back of her head braid in her mouth, and tightly wrapped the knife handle tightly around her hands and wrists with strips of cloth, and stood at the door of her house.

The little girl explained with her actions what it means to be "Sister Rou in society, people don't talk much", the woodknife wrapped in the cloth will never fall off with a knife, and before they kill her, she can at least pull a cushion on her back.

Obviously, no one wants to be the backrest. A group of men and women confronted a little girl in the cold wind for an hour, and finally retreated helplessly. Qingpi's hand was naturally broken in vain.

From then on, no one dared to bully her.

She is like a little grass, surviving in this troubled world.

is such a strong grass-like woman, at the moment when she was about to fight to the death with the Japanese army who searched for her, she was attacked by a "flower thief" and was sealed by a thick and thick palm, but miraculously did not make any resistance.

Just because of the sentence: "I'm here to kill the Japanese." ”

The familiar northern accent has fully proved his Chinese nature, and most importantly, his slightly grinning mouth and exposed white teeth have given Guan Surou, who has never believed in herself, a sense of security that she has never had. Like, what he said, he will definitely be able to do.

It's just that the broad palm actually made Guan Surou have the urge to bite hard. It's not that she can't breathe with that hand, but 。。。。。。

Guan Surou was really a little ashamed at that moment.

Human emotions are truly amazing! At such a time, she could still think about that.

Quickly adjusting her mood, putting aside the idea of "indecent" and the fear of the imminent arrival of the Japanese army, Guan Surou blinked her eyes that were still quite big, hoping that this man who was so confident that he was even a little narcissistic could see it.

After all, the one who will enter the house to search is not a little devil, and the footsteps that Guan Surou heard from the third aunt's house were at least three or four Japanese.

"Excellent! That's it, don't make a sound, hide yourself. The second man's deep voice sounded in Guan Surou's ears again.

Then he turned over and got off the kang, like a "flower thief" who had just finished the case, put on his pants and walked away too quickly, even if the house was extremely dark, if it wasn't for a little light coming through the window, it could almost be regarded as reaching out without five fingers, and the goods were also running to the door without condensation.

How could a special soldier who was about to fight the Japanese invaders in the county town not study the topography and housing characteristics of the county seat? Not to mention that the topographic map of the entire Jingcheng County has long been familiar with it, and the characteristics of most of the houses in Jingcheng County are also very familiar to Diao Ye.

Jingcheng County belongs to Hebei, but it is close to Shanxi, and the characteristics of the house are not only the characteristics of southern Hebei, but also absorb the style of Shanxi.

Slightly wealthier people like to build tile houses, which are the kind of steeple roofs, divided into the main house of the north house, the gatehouse of the south house, the main house to live, the gatehouse to put things or children to live; There are three main rooms, the middle is the kitchen or aisle, the two sides are the bedrooms, and the gatehouse is generally three, the middle is the gate, and the two sides are the rooms. And the poor people's homes, is the southern part of Hebei such as Baoding, Shimen side of the architectural style, small courtyard style structure, but there is no south wing, the north house is the main house, the old people live in the main house, the east or west wing with the room to store things or children to stay, generally are Pingding room.

A down-and-out talent is also an alcoholic, relying on a girl to support the expenses of the entire family, and it is conceivable what Guan Surou's family looks like. If it weren't for the fact that there were still some old objects handed down from the ancestors at home, which could be mortgaged to the pawnshop for money to subsidize the family, this simple small courtyard house would probably be gone long ago.

The sound of heavy footsteps had come to the gate of the courtyard, Guan Surou bit her lip lightly, did not hide as the man said, but carried the extremely sharp firewood knife that had been sharpened by her in the past three days, quietly got off the kang, hid by the door, and peeked out of the house.

The small courtyard was no longer dark, the torches lit by the little devils illuminated the small courtyard in dusk, and two Japanese soldiers strode into the courtyard with torches, and outside the house, there was the light of torches.

Obviously, as Guan Surou estimated, there were at least three or four Japanese criminals, two came in, and there was at least one outside. The Japanese troops acted separately in this way, and for the confident man, the difficulty of the sneak attack did not decrease, but increased exponentially.

No matter which group he attacked, he would alarm the other group, and the Japanese soldiers were all armed with guns.

Perhaps, the best result today is to slaughter the two Japanese soldiers who entered the house! If that guy is as confident and powerful as he seems.

But what about the man? Where did you go? Until now, Guan Surou hadn't seen the figure of the man in dark clothes, and if it weren't for the temperature of the thick palm still on her lips, she would definitely feel that she was hallucinating. At the moment of extreme fear, he imagined a hero in the book to save himself from fire and water.

The two Japanese soldiers were obviously accustomed to this very northern Chinese hut in front of them, and they kicked open the door without hesitation, and stepped into the north wing room with a faint fire, and the smell of incense and candles was strange in their faces.

It was a sullen incense, and it had a disgusting smell to the heart.

The ever-bright lantern with a slight flame was placed in front of a pitch-black coffin, and the coffin with one large and one small head was facing the Japanese soldiers who kicked in the door, and the wind blowing from the kicking open was like a bean-sized lantern swaying from side to side, as if welcoming the two uninvited guests.

However, this welcome was obviously not what the two Japanese soldiers needed.

"Yaga! It turned out to be a dead man. A Japanese soldier with the rank of private muttered depressedly.

It's not just the Chinese who don't like to see the coffin, especially in this case. The Japanese, likewise dislike.

This is obviously unlucky.

The air smelled even worse here, as if the whole room was filled with the smell of death and decay.

Another Japanese soldier with the rank of senior soldier frowned, "The person is cunning and big, Gou Shijun, lift the lid of the coffin to prevent the Chinese from hiding inside." ”

That's the difference between a veteran and a recruit. One is afraid or disgusted to die, while the other is able to face it calmly.

There was a hint of hesitation on the face of the "shit" private, but he did not dare to disobey the order of the veteran, put the gun in his hand on his back, stepped forward and pushed the coffin lid with all his strength.

The coffin is a thin coffin, and according to the ancient Chinese rules, the long coffin nails will not be nailed before the burial and lifting of the coffin, which is a good wish to hope that the relatives can come back to life in a few days.

Although this drunkard who ridiculed the Japanese army's popularity for reading has long been resurrected, the old rules still have to be followed.

Therefore, the shit private's strength didn't use up to one-third, and the coffin board was pushed to the ground by him, with a loud "bang".

"Bian Du-kun, what's going on?" The Japanese soldiers outside the small courtyard quickly heard the sound of vigilant shouting.

"It's okay, knocked something over. Keep an eye on the door, and don't let the people of China escape. The private's unhurried answer reassured the two Japanese soldiers outside the door.

"Bian Dujun, there is no one, only 。。。。。。 A dead man. The smell here is so bad, let's go to the next one! The face of the "shit" private, who glanced into the coffin, was no better than the frightening head with a mouthful of yellow teeth and a sallow face in the coffin.

The Japanese private, who was breathing heavily to calm his fears, even forgot the smell of decaying death coming from the coffin, and didn't know how much he had inhaled the heart-wrenching smell of incense and candles in the air.

"Stupid, if there are dead people parked, it means that there are living people in the house." The senior soldier glared fiercely at the private who was frightened by a dead man, and couldn't help but shake his head, the smell here was really a little unpleasant.

Listening to the movement from the north wing, Guan Surou held the firewood knife in her hand tighter, and tears welled up in her eyes.

The Japanese are beasts, killing her last relatives and making him uneasy after death.

That confident bastard is nowhere to be seen now, perhaps because he has been hiding in a corner and trembling because of the large number of Japanese soldiers!

Since men can't do it, let women come! Listening to the sound of two heavy footsteps coming from the east wing, the eighteen-year-old girl tried to calm the extreme fear in her heart, and lifted to her waist the wood knife that she had sharpened for three days, which could already cut the thick firewood at the mouth of the cup, and as long as she was given a second, she could stab the wood knife into the belly of the little devil, and then stir it to stir his intestines, and then he would die.

The girl's breathing as she tried to calm her fear was very thin, but the Japanese soldiers who came over heard it.

With a smug smile on her face, there were not only people in the room, but also women, women who had no ability to resist.

Task, complete another one.

It's just that the two Japanese soldiers and the girl who was ready to fight to the death didn't know that outside the house, which was only ten meters away from them, as early as forty seconds ago, when the Japanese soldiers outside the courtyard shouted to ask about the situation inside the house, a black shadow pounced on them like a tiger descending from a mountain.

The Japanese soldiers didn't pay attention, and the Japanese soldiers outside the courtyard didn't answer.

Perhaps, it was the dull smell of incense and candles that stunned his head!