Sun Yumin himself also resisted putting on the uniform of the national army again, but in this era of the united anti-Japanese front, what can he do with the uniform of the national army worn by the Eighth Route Army and the New Fourth Army. He can understand Liu Wenzhi's words, it's not that he can't buy them, as long as he has money, the 21st Group Army is next door, and he can't buy whatever he wants, it's just that he doesn't want to do it.

"Wen Zhi, let's buy a batch of national army uniforms first, if possible, it would be better to collect the national army standard outfits."

Sun Yumin will not force him to do this, but just say it in a consultative tone.

"Okay, I'll find a way to do what you say."

Although Liu Wenzhi was somewhat opposed to putting on the same style of military uniforms as the national army, he was unprincipled and unconditional obedience to Sun Yumin's words.

"Then we will perform our duties and make the swearing-in meeting of the Yangshupu Volunteer Regiment a success."

After Sun Yumin finished saying this, he got up and was about to leave, walked to the door and turned his head back and said: "Wen Bin, the number of your third company should not be too much, let's build it according to the previous establishment of the 20th division." ”

Staying in the ancestral hall for a while made Sun Yumin feel very good, and he walked around the village with great interest.

The warm winter sun shines over this small village surrounded by green hills, and dozens of Hui-style houses with different shapes, blue bricks and gray tiles, are bathed in this soft golden yellow. The green trees, the yellow light, and the gray house seem to outline a landscape painting, and occasionally a group of children cheer and run from this end to the other, and the laughter and laughter lead Sun Yumin to stop and watch, how long can this kind of good time, this peaceful life last.

After a pause to see the children playing, Sun Yumin walked towards the entrance of the village, he just found a small detail, yesterday there were still refugees everywhere in the village, at this time there is actually no one, do they all go to see their new village, impossible, those places are still forests or wasteland, there is nothing, what can you do there. Or is it time for dinner? Sun Yumin habitually raised his wrist, but shook his head helplessly again, the watch has been returned to Gui Yongqing for so long, and he still can't forget this habit. The sun was in the middle of the sky, and it should be the time for the porridge factory to start eating, and he had not seen this scene carefully, and his curiosity prompted him to walk to the porridge shed at the entrance of the village.

The expected chaotic scene did not appear, and there were three long queues lined up in front of the three pots, although it was not very quiet, but the sound of instigating porridge could be heard in the ears from time to time.

No wonder there are no refugees in the village, the three long dragons lined up at the entrance of the village are spectacular, after hitting the porridge, they squat next to it or not far away to drink the porridge, and after drinking, they rejoin this long flow of people.

Sun Yumin walked to the porridge shed, and Lin Yuanping and they were constantly busy.

The porridge in the big iron pot is very thick, not so much porridge, but soup and rice, and some mustard vegetables, not to mention rich, but for these refugees, this is already an incomparable gift.

The food was constantly being distributed in front, and there was an iron pot in the back that was boiling porridge non-stop, although Lin Yuanping saw Sun Yumin coming, but he didn't greet him with any restraint, just said: "Boss, you sit casually, I may have to finish it for a while." ”

Sun Yumin just wanted to speak, but he heard a voice in his ears that he didn't want to hear.

"People are very busy, how can they have time to sit in your place, don't waste two drops of your saliva."

This is Chen Lai's voice, even if Sun Yumin doesn't want to hear it, but there is no way, who made her the aunt of Chu Jiu, who made him owe the first life of the family, and who made him owe people the kindness of sending their son thousands of miles.

"Miss Chen Lai, are you here too?"

No matter how afraid of this voice in his heart, he had to go to greet her, but he kept wondering in his heart, didn't she say that she went to the county seat to play in Lu'an? Why do you see her in this porridge factory now?

"Can't I be here? It's funny, since some people don't want to see me and avoid me every day, don't you want me to have some fun on my own? ”

Chen Lai didn't reply to his head, he kept making porridge in his hands, and he didn't stop fighting back.

Sun Yumin's originally excellent mood was made half cold by this woman, and he wanted to help him, but at this moment, he couldn't wait to put oil under his feet and hurry up.

"Hurry up, don't go, I'm not afraid that I'll turn into a monster and eat you?"

The things in Chen Lai's head were completely incomprehensible and understandable to Sun Yumin, and he was even more embarrassed by her words, neither to leave nor to stay.

At this moment, someone in the distance was shouting: "Dongjia, Sun Dongjia......"

It was Uncle Yang Dong, the old butcher who called him, which gave Sun Yumin a good excuse to go down the steps.

"You're busy, you're busy, I've got something to do."

When Sun Yumin said this, his feet seemed to be windy, and he hurried towards Uncle Yang Dong.

"Humph!" Chen Lai didn't look at his departing back, just snorted coldly.

However, many refugees heard Uncle Yang Dong's shout, and many of them turned their heads and ears.

"It turns out that Sun Dongjia is so young."

"Sun Dong's family is a great good man who only comes out once in a hundred years."

"I don't know which girl has such a good fortune to marry Sun Dong's family."

The refugees' gossip fell on the ears of Chen Lai, who was handing out porridge, which made her very uncomfortable. How can a guy who sells his reputation and reputation, a guy who abandons his wife and daughter, and a guy who is "cowardly as a mouse" be worthy of the title of a great benevolent. I must expose your ugly face, the face of a hypocrite, I must seek justice for my sister, I must make you ruined! Chen Lai's mind kept giving instructions to herself, she bit her lip and beat a large spoonful of thick porridge into an enamel bowl, then threw the spoon into the small half pot of porridge left, took off her apron, and walked towards the village angrily.

In fact, why his emotions suddenly got out of control, Chen Lai himself couldn't say clearly, maybe it was because he was too eager to get justice for his sister, or maybe it was ......

…………

Since the porridge shed was scolded by Chen Lai, Sun Yumin has been more careful, for fear of accidentally provoking this woman again. But he found that as long as he was at home, this woman was now doing nothing, even carrying a bench facing his door when she was holding Chu Jiu. When he was outside, he could always see those eyes that made him a little uncomfortable not far away, which made him speechless, and he hid to Liu Wenzhi's side for two days in a row, unwilling to go back. He thought that if he didn't go back, this aunt wouldn't target him, but his wishful thinking was wrong, Chen Lai came over with Xiao Chujiu, and said: "Chujiu wants a father, and she has no choice." ”

Even Liu Wenzhi was made big by this plague god, so he simply slipped away, and in desperation, Sun Yumin had to be led back like a child who had made a mistake.

The hearty moonlight, the comfortable mountain breeze, and the unknown bird song and the barking dogs in the village made Sun Yumin, who was walking on the green brick road with Chu Jiu in his arms, very enjoyable, if there was no woman behind him who was "guarding" him, such a day would really be perfect.

The little guy in his arms didn't know why, as long as Sun Yumin was holding her, he would wake up quickly, laugh with him, play with him, and talk to him about words that no one could understand.

Sun Yumin's world suddenly has this little guy, from the surprise at the beginning, to the current enjoyment, he found that he couldn't do without this little guy, even if he was extremely tired, as long as he saw Xiao Chu Jiu and heard a sound of Xiao Chu Jiu, he would immediately seem to be full of electricity.

When Xiao Chujiu was really happy, the woman behind him spoke.

"You can give it to me on the ninth day of the first month."

As soon as Chen Lai said this, it meant that Sun Yumin could escape her "claws".

There was no side reason, just because someone had come looking for him, and this time was no exception, although they did not see who came, but the two horses at the door, which snorted from time to time, told them that a guest was coming.

When Sun Yumin handed Xiao Chujiu over, the smile on the little guy's face quickly disappeared, and those not too big eyes kept looking at him.

He knew that as long as he turned his back, Chu Jiu would definitely cry, but what could he do, he couldn't help but do something.

Sure enough, before his hand could be fully retracted, the little guy burst into tears, and his little hand was still stretched out towards him.

"Why don't I hold it? Anyway, it's so late, it shouldn't be an outsider. Sun Yumin asked in a consultative tone.

"I can't get used to this kind of problem, so I'm compromised, and I can bring her in the future?"

Chen Lai was very fierce, and she even began to get angry at Chu Jiu: "What's so good about this man, why do you have to stick to this hypocrite when you are so young like your dead mother." ”

Xiao Chujiu couldn't understand these words, but Sun Yumin could understand it, he stopped talking, and walked directly to the house, leaving Xiao Chujiu, the woman behind him who scolded the street like a shrew, and kept crying.

When I entered the living room, I found that it was Zhou Shanjun and Wang Yanru, although they looked tired, they were both smiling.

"Boss, go on."

Before he could say hello to the two of them, Zhou Shanjun threw over an object.

Bayonet, triangular army stab!

This thing, which should not have appeared here and now, is now firmly grasped in Sun Yumin's hands.

The real triangular military thorn is forged from alloy steel, and the hardness of the steel is more than 60HRC. The blade is prismatic and has blood grooves on three sides. The whole knife is heat-treated, extremely hard, and can penetrate several layers of clothing. Arsenic is added to the blade during heat treatment to achieve the purpose of preventing rust and prolonging the life of the blade. Since a large amount of air enters the body after the blood groove is pierced on three sides, it is difficult to suture the wound. The blade has a gun ring and mount and can be mounted on the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and the 56 and 56-2 fully automatic rifles. The blade is matted and off-white, non-reflective.

And now the three-edged military spur shown in front of Sun Yumin is snow-white, has not been matte, and has been opened on three sides, which makes Sun Yumin not even dare to test the softness and hardness of this bayonet. The ring and base of the bayonet are obviously made according to the size of the regular rifle, and the whole triangular spur is obviously longer than the average bayonet, which is also deliberately made to compensate for the shortness of the medium formal rifle.

Sun Yumin was not very satisfied with this three-edged military stab, he didn't plan to put these bayonets in the army openly, he didn't even plan to let his soldiers use bayonets, as a man from the Northwest Army, how could he throw away the fine tradition of the broadsword? Now this is not matte, the elongated bayonet already looks like this, can you still do without it? It can only be done first.

"Boss, are you satisfied with this thing?" Zhou Shanjun asked, he couldn't wait to get a compliment, after all, the time in Lihuang far exceeded the seven to ten days he said at the beginning, and when he got all the things, it had been almost twenty days.

"Yes, this blacksmith shop is good, and we can put all the business to him in the future."

Sun Yumin gave a thumbs up, and then said: "This knife is too dazzling, have you made a sheath for it?" ”

"Of course, it took us some more time to make this sheath, otherwise we would have been back a long time ago." Wang Yanru Bingxue was smart, she found the opportunity to tell the reason for Zhou Shanjun's late return, and the long cowhide scabbard she held in her hand knew at a glance that it was tailor-made for these bayonets.

"Okay, great!" Sun Yumin praised two sentences, in fact, he rarely praised people, but he could clearly feel how eager the girl in front of him was to hear his praise, he couldn't let people down, and he couldn't let people be unhappy after working.

"Boss, look at this again."

The one Zhou Shanjun was holding in his hand was a small crossbow, small and exquisite, delicate and extraordinary. There are still some differences with Sun Yumin's previous design, he drew an iron crossbow, but what he got in his hand was a wooden crossbow wrapped in iron sheets with key parts.

After receiving the crossbow handed by Zhou Shanjun, the first feeling was that it felt very good, and then the smell of tung oil mixed with the fragrance of a certain plant was full of nose.

"This tastes ......"

Sun Yumin asked.

"Shilixiang, this kind of wood is not easy to find, Master Zheng said that it is the best material for making crossbows." Zhou Shanjun replied, he pointed to the piece of wood where he shook his hand and said, "This piece of wood also has a lot of origins, King Kong wood, it is not lighter than iron." ”

Sun Yumin was very satisfied with this crossbow since he got it, not only from the feel of the style, workmanship and so on, he liked it very much, especially the thin steel rope used to make the crossbow string, which aroused his great interest, and asked: "This is not easy to find, where did you get it?" ”

"I don't know," Zhou Shanjun was a little embarrassed, pointed at Wang Yanru and said, "It's my family who found it." ”

"Oh, thank you so much Miss Wang, don't underestimate this thin steel rope, whether there is this thing or not, this crossbow is two concepts."

Sun Yumin was full of joy with this crossbow, and actually made a move to Wang Yanru.

"No, no, Chief Sun, you don't have to thank me, I've heard a lot of things about you from Shanjun and Master Zheng these days, you are a big hero, it's too late for a little girl to worship, how dare you accept this."

When Wang Yanru said this, she also returned the salute.

"Master Zheng? Is there a master blacksmith who makes these things? ”

Sun Yumin had heard this name for the second time in their mouths.

"He said it was your old acquaintance, and the city of Nanjing helped you do this." Zhou Shanjun was holding an iron card in his hand, which was almost exactly the same as the iron in Sun Yumin's neck.