Chapter 57 Don Quixote

"Qingman, come and eat this?"

Not only Zhang Ziwen, but the entire 613 regiment has never seen an old pole do anything for others, let alone serve vegetables for others.

Lao Wang saw the old pole come back with a girl and immediately stepped forward to ask, and he didn't know what the old pole said, there were three more dishes for dinner, and they were all hometown dishes.

After eating, Zhang Ziwen began to think about making money, Lu Qingman and the old pole chatted and laughed, Zhang Ziwen only hoped that the old pole would not tell meat jokes and would be Amitabha.

"What are you doing here, why don't you hurry up and accompany the other Qingman."

The old pole hated that iron could not become steel, and Zhang Ziwen slapped him on the back of the head before he could speak. Zhang Ziwen thought to himself, old pole, you are an old thing, and you dare to beat me? Without...... Without...... I couldn't think of it for a long time, so I had to think about it, and the old pole was lonely, so I should comfort him.

As soon as Zhang Ziwen walked over, everyone was sitting around the fire pond, and only Lu Qingman had a place next to him, so he had to do it. The brothers were listening to Lu Qingman tell the story of Don Quixote, and Mr. Zhang Ziwen also told Zhang Ziwen about Don Quixote's detachment from reality on the one hand, his love of fantasy, and his attempt to imitate the life of a ranger knight; On the other hand, he is kind-hearted and determined to eradicate evil in the world. As far as the protagonist is concerned, he is a ridiculous, lamentable, pathetic and respectable character.

Lu Qingman looked at Zhang Ziwen beside him, secretly happy in his heart, and there was some joy in his tone, and the story was more humorous and funny.

Zhang Ziwen only heard the teacher mention this book, but he didn't read it, let alone tell it vividly, the story told by Lu Qingman attracted Zhang Ziwen's mind from making money.

The firelight was imprinted on Lu Qingman's fair face, I don't know if it was because of the reflection of the sparks or the temperature of the fire pond Lu Qingman's face was a little flushed, and the cherry mouth still only showed eight teeth when she laughed at the story, beautiful and not pretentious.

Now Lu Qingman and Zhang Ziwen can only use the "Luo Shen Fu" in "Luo Shen Fu" "The fiber is heartfelt, the fit is shortened, the shoulders are sharpened, and the waist is like a prime." Stretch the neck of the show, the quality of the dew, the fragrance is not added, the lead Huafu Yu. The clouds are elegant, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are long, and the teeth are fresh. Bright eyes are good, Jing assists in inheriting power, beautiful and elegant, and the instrument is quiet and leisurely. Tenderness and flattery in words. The strange clothes are magnificent, and the bone image should be drawn. The brilliance of the cloth, the brilliance of the Yaobi. Wear gold and emerald jewelry, embellished with pearls to show off your body. Practice the literary shoes of the long journey, the light skirt of the fog silk, the fragrance of the faint orchid, and hesitate in the corner of the mountain" This paragraph describes Lu Qingman in Zhang Ziwen's eyes now.

I don't know when Lu Qingman stopped, Zhang Ziwen still looked at Lu Qingman sideways, he didn't know that Lu Qingman had stopped, Lu Qingman saw Zhang Ziwen staring at her, a little proud but went out and lowered his head shyly.

"Ahem~"

Lao Shen saw Zhang Ziwen's pig-like appearance, thinking that he couldn't let him continue to make a fool of himself, and coughed twice to remind Zhang Ziwen, but Zhang Ziwen was still immersed in Lu Qingman's face.

Next, it changed from one person coughing to two or three, until Lao Gongzi, Lao Shen, Xiaobao, and Wu Zijian coughed, and Wang Yi's words made Zhang Ziwen wake up.

"Why are you all coughing. Is it choking on smoke? ”

The rest of the brothers laughed out loud when they heard Wang Yi's words, Lu Qingman also pursed his lips and smiled, Zhang Ziwen came to his senses when he heard everyone's laughter, and then coughed twice to relieve the embarrassment.

"Brother Wen, why don't you cough, did you see that Sister Lu was too engrossed and choked on the smoke."

At this moment, from the far away courtyard, you can hear the laughter of hundreds of brothers in the 613 regiment.

"Brother Wang Yi is true and sincere, hahaha......"

After Wu Zijian finished laughing, everyone laughed again, and Zhang Ziwen glared at Wang Yi. This kid is full of martial arts, why is he so ignorant of the world.

"Miss, it's time to go home."

An abrupt voice sounded in the crowd, Zhang Ziwen and the others didn't even find that there were other people, if the enemy was still there, everyone's faces became ugly for a while.

"Uncles and brothers, it's not too early, it's time for Qingman to go home, thank you for your hospitality."

Lu Qingman heard Uncle Quan, who was sent by the family to protect her, reminded her that it was time to go home, this Uncle Quan was invited by her father to protect her with a lot of money, and someone would protect her as soon as she got out of school, Lu Baosheng has also offended a lot of people in the underworld over the years, just in case, he invited Xiao Quan, a boxer, to come over and protect her secretly.

"It's not early, it's really time to go home, Zhang Ziwen still hasn't sent Qingman."

Zhang Ziwen was still thinking about how this person was not discovered by everyone, and how he came in, and when he was interrupted by the old pole's words, he stood up and sent Lu Qingman.

"Miss Lu will not come to tell us this story in the future?"

I don't know who coaxed, Don Quixote's chivalry is exactly what the brothers yearn for, and the humorous story can solve the grief of the brothers after the war, Lu Qingman nodded and everyone cheered again.

Xiao Quan followed far behind, but he also ensured that he could step forward to protect Lu Qingman at any time if something happened.

"It's a nice moonlight today."

Zhang Ziwen didn't even look at the sky and said, breaking the silence between the two, God will definitely not give Zhang Ziwen face, the dark clouds in the sky, and occasionally you can see a little shadow of the moon.

Lu Qingman didn't look at the sky at all, and then agreed with Zhang Ziwen's statement. Uncle Quan, who was following behind, heard the conversation between the two, and his face twitched helplessly, sure enough, they all had zero IQ.

"Will you come back tomorrow?"

Zhang Ziwen saw Lu Qingman walking with his head down and not speaking, breaking the silence again.

"Come back, I've agreed, how can I not come."

After Lu Qingman finished speaking, he pursed his mouth and looked at Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen paused for a moment before saying an oh word.

"Now that I've told you this story, I'm going to finish telling you."

Lu Qingman had already opened the knot in his shy heart, and he lost his previous subtlety when he spoke, and told Zhang Ziwen what he wanted to say openly.

"It's good, the story is good."

Zhang Ziwen wanted to say that it was good for Lu Qingman to come over, but he was worried that it would be too abrupt, and then added a story that was very good. Lu Qingman relied on a woman's intuition to know what Zhang Ziwen wanted to say, and the happiness on her face could be seen by everyone, and she walked briskly.

It was only a few minutes away from the 613 regiment station to the gate of the station, and Zhang Ziwen and Lu Qingman walked for more than ten minutes, if it weren't for Uncle Quan who reminded him twice in the back, he didn't know how long the two would have to go.

"Company Commander Zhang, you don't have to send it, my lord has already sent a car to pick up Miss."

Uncle Quan's words made the two end the conversation, and a black car was parked not far from the entrance of the station.

"Ziwen, I'll go first, and I'll come back tomorrow."

Lu Qingman said goodbye to Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen was reluctant in his heart, but he was happy when he thought of coming back tomorrow.

"Qingman, pay attention to safety on the way back."

Uncle Quan glared at Zhang Ziwen on the side, what would be wrong with Uncle Quan there.

In the next few days, Lu Qingman would come over to have dinner with Zhang Ziwen and them in the afternoon, followed by Uncle Quan.

During this period, Shen Qiyu called from home, only three words, waiting for a letter from home. It means that waiting for the letter to come over, it seems that this matter is not easy to handle.

In the past few days, Zhang Ziwen is still thinking about how to make money, and then he can't think of a way.

The comfortable days of the 103rd Division lasted until January 10, 1938, when an order from the Ministry of Military Affairs put an end to the time for the 103rd Division to lick its wounds.