After arriving at the division headquarters, he changed into civilian clothes, brought only a pistol with him, and a few border tickets, and Wang Liang went on the road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The final destination is, of course, Yan'an, but Wang Liang needs to reach Luliang first.

Because Wang Ping told Wang Liang that there was someone there who was responsible for answering and that he had to rush to the rendezvous.

Wearing civilian clothes, it is inevitable that he will pass through enemy-occupied areas, but Wang Liang does not enter the city, does not take the main road, and follows the map to copy the path.

It's safe and time-saving.

There was no danger along the way, and it took about seven or eight hours to reach Luliang and successfully meet the comrades who were responsible for receiving him.

"Hello, Comrade Wang Liang, my name is Hu Dahai, and I was sent by the headquarters to pick you up." Hu Dahai is a forty-year-old middle-aged man, who looks kind and kind, and after confirming his identity with the code, he enthusiastically stretched out his hand to Wang Liang.

Wang Liang held Hu Dahai's hand and asked at the same time, "Hello, Comrade Hu Dahai." The order from the headquarters was for me to rush to Yan'an within two days, but it had already taken half a day. If you just walk on your feet, I'm afraid you won't be able to arrive on time. ”

This is a problem that Wang Liang has been worried about on the way here, but there is no train to Yan'an.

Although Xi'an is still in the hands of the Chinese, trains from enemy-occupied areas will never pass through Yan'an, right?

"Comrade Wang Liang, you don't have to worry about this, I've arranged it, you just need to come with me." Hu Dahai said that Wang Liang didn't have to worry about this, and gave a reassuring look.

"Okay." Wang Liang nodded, Hu Dahai should be an old soldier.

How can you see it?

Wang Liang shook hands with Hu Dahai just now, whether it was the calluses on his hands or his strength, it could prove that he had not held a gun for a day or two.

Now that Hu Dahai has an arrangement, Wang Liang has nothing to worry about.

Relaxing, Wang Liang suddenly felt a little hungry.

Gollum ~ Gollum ~

The stomach barked twice.

This really can't be blamed on Wang Liang, from the end of last night's battle to this afternoon, Wang Liang didn't have time to eat a mouthful of food.

I just drank two sips of water at the division headquarters, but this is not hungry.

"What? Hungry? Hu Dahai smiled and asked Wang Liangdao.

"Yes." Wang Liang scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Hu Dahai gave Wang Liang the feeling of an elder, so in front of this forty-year-old uncle, Wang Liang was like a child.

"Haha, then let's go to the city for dinner. It's time, the train at six o'clock. ”

Wang Liang naturally wouldn't refuse, because he was too hungry to do anything.

If you want to enter the city, you can't bring a gun, in fact, Wang Liang's purpose in taking the gun is mainly to defend himself on the road, since he has connected his head and went straight to Yan'an, the gun is of no great use.

Handed over to Hu Dahai to deal with, obviously he often goes to work on Lu Liang's side, because he is very familiar with the comrades here.

After disposing of the pistol and confirming that there was nothing suspicious on his body, Hu Dahai took Wang Liang into the city.

Hu Dahai's old way made Wang Liang put his heart in his stomach.

No wonder they are from the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, and they are quite reliable in handling things.

After being searched by the puppet army, he entered Luliang City very smoothly.

I found a small restaurant with a store that was not particularly large and ordered a few specialties.

This is the Japanese war zone, and the border ticket on Wang Liang naturally can't be used, but fortunately, Hu Dahai has money, and he will pay the bill.

A bowl of sip tips for two people, followed by two side dishes, is not very complicated.

What is a tip?

The common family pasta in the Jin language area is a kind of daily noodles in the central part of Shanxi Province. The word 抿銿 indicates the preparation method of this type of pasta, and the tip refers to the shape of this type of pasta after it is out of the pot.

Use bean flour (or cornmeal, sorghum flour) and white flour in a certain proportion (pure white flour can also be made), add water and flour to a thinner degree.

Place the noodles on the pot of boiling water, place the noodles on the top of the surface with multiple eyelets with the thickness of chopsticks, and then press the noodles with the pins or palms to make a sipping action so that the noodles pass through the holes of the spiking bed, shape, and fall into the pot below to cook.

After cooking, the tip of the pinch is scooped up with a fence, and generally poured various marinades (made of yam eggs, tomatoes, etc., in any way) or stewed vegetables to eat.

The taste is unique, easy to eat and easy to digest, Wang Liang is the first time to eat it, and it feels great.

"By the way, Uncle Hu, just now you said that we were a train at six o'clock? Is the train directly from the Japanese theater to the base area? Wang Liang asked curiously.

After some conversation between the two, the relationship has also increased a lot, Wang Liang simply called Hu Dahai and Uncle Hu, which is obviously more cordial.

Hu Dahai smiled mysteriously and explained: "Of course, we can't go directly to the base area from the Japanese war zone, let's take the train to Yuncheng, and there are comrades on the other side of the blockade line who will pick us up." ”

"Oh, I see." Wang Liang immediately understood that Yuncheng City is located in the southwest corner of Shanxi, which is exactly the border with Shanxi.

Once there, if you go to Yan'an, you won't have to go far.

Hu Dahai thought that Wang Liang was worried about the safety on the road, and said, "Okay, don't worry, you kid." It's not the first time I've walked this line, no problem. ”

While the two were talking, a discordant voice came.

"you old thing, when will the money you owe me be paid? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you? ”

"Translator Liu, you can't talk nonsense, didn't I pay back all the money I owe you yesterday? What are you doing here? ”

It was an old man who was beaten, and it was four people who beat the old man.

A man wears the hat of a devil officer, but he is wearing the clothes of ordinary people.

Looking at this and what the old man said, this kid should be a translator.

Behind him stood three puppet soldiers, helping to make a gesture.

"You old thing, yesterday you paid back the principal, and there is interest? What am I going to do, of course I have to pay the bill! If you don't pay back the money today, this daughter of yours will have to follow me to be small, hahahahaha. ”

"No, Liu Yi, my daughter is still young, no, really can't."

"No, hum, then pay back the money, if you don't pay the money, I'll take your daughter away and go back to the cave room, hahahaha."

Wang Liang frowned, grabbed the shopkeeper who was delivering the wine and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Xiao Er sighed helplessly and replied, "This is Liu Translator from the headquarters, a big traitor." Lao Zhu borrowed his money and repaid it, but he didn't expect that it was only half a month's work, and the profit was several times more, which made Lao Zhu pay it back. Ay! It seems that Lao Zhu has to take his daughter out today, but it's a pity~"

After speaking, Xiao Er shook his head and left. (To be continued.) )