Chapter 52: Here it is
Xu Si glanced at the baby curled up in the tree and sighed, "Actually, you shouldn't come back." Tian Luohan smiled and did not answer, his eyes were full of love and pity when he looked at the baby in the distance.
The butcher's snoring became louder and louder, high and low, low and low, low and frustrated, occasionally grinding teeth and farting, and salivating, but there was always a smile on his face, and the gun wrapped in rags was clutched in his arms.
"Don't mess with that person." Tian Luohan's eyes never left the baby in the distance, "Who?" Xu Si was a little confused, "The one who can nail the bamboo chopsticks into the door!" Tian Luohan turned around and stared at Xu Si.
"You've been there to meet him?" Xu Si's heart was inexplicably excited, the bamboo chopsticks that day stimulated him quite a lot, and every time he thought about it in the future, he couldn't help but shake his heart and yearn for it.
Tian Luohan nodded, and his voice seemed to come from a far away, "It is indeed the sixty-four hands of the palace family!" Don't talk about the small Zhaoyuan City, even if it is the entire Jinan Mansion, there are only a few people who can force him to flat, and the difference is not a star and a half! Tian Luohan sighed deeply, "I didn't expect to meet such a master in my lifetime!" "There was a look of yearning in his eyes.
Xu Si's heart seemed to be pressed on a boulder, and he originally expected Tian Luohan to save face for him, but he didn't expect this to be the result, it seems that he doesn't need to surpass the surnamed Du today, "Then isn't he invincible in the world?" 〞
"When our old shopkeeper was alive, he always wanted to find an opportunity to compare with the surname Gong, and there was a year in the knot Mr. Gong passed by from Jinan, and our old shopkeeper was overjoyed, and went directly to ask him for advice with these two knives." Tian Luohan carefully wiped the two knives in his hands, and the knives flashed with a cold light in the early morning light.
"How did it turn out?" Xu Sihou asked anxiously.
The old man only said three things: first, he must not seek revenge from the palace family, and second, if the harem family and disciples are in trouble, they must help unconditionally. The third is a sentence. Tian Luohan lowered his head, as if he had returned to the situation at that time.
"What?" Not only Xu Si, except for the snoring butcher, the hearts of the others were full of this thought.
The old shopkeeper said. Tian Luohan's eyes became misty, "He said that five of his ten knives are not as good as Mr. Gong's pair of fleshy palms!" Tears finally dripped from Tian Luohan's eyes.
The sky was already bright, but the sun did not rise as promised, only dyeing the eastern sky a crimson, and the red clouds were stacked endlessly, slowly fading the fiery red sunlight until it was gone. Suddenly, a slight gust of wind rose in the sky, and it was very refreshing to blow on your body. The originally barren fields of the transportation place looked a touch of tender green. But few of them are cultivated in the inside.
Looking south along the embankment, a riverbed that looked like a road and a wide ribbon of earthy yellow spread southward until it disappeared into the endless field of vision, and the water flowing in the middle seemed to be much stronger, and the sound of rushing water could be heard gradually.
The Japanese goods set off from Zhaoyuan to Longkou Port on the ship, and then across the Bohai Bay, to Dalian Ship, all the way north, directly to the Kwantung Army Headquarters where the Japanese in Mukden, from Zhaoyuan to Longkou there are two roads, one is the east line, from the day Zhaoyuan Linglong through Longkou, all the way to the road winding, the mountains and forests are dense, often attacked by small bandits, although there is no danger every time, but it is really careless.
There is also a way to go north along the embankment of the Jiehe River, directly to the mouth of the Jiehe River, where the villages on both sides of the river are like weaving, and the mud is not more than in the rainy season, which is not suitable for large-scale heavy vehicles to pass by, and there is a danger of missing the car. The advantage is that the field of vision is extremely broad, there are few stragglers, the Japanese to the Linglong gold mine to transport diesel generator sets in the winter after the river freezes on the Jiehe to lay railroad tracks, people push cattle and drag, all the way south, the size of the small mountain of diesel units transported to the Linglong gold mine.
Of course, Xu Si only learned about these things later, and now he was anxiously hiding in the sand dune gas probe like a hen looking for chicks, and kept looking at the wide riverbed to the south: there was nothing but the fog rising and twisting and the river water getting bigger and bigger.
"Will it not come?" Wang Wu's voice actually revealed a sense of relief, he threw the long sickle in his hand on the sand, the snowy blade flashed with cold light, he looked at Xu Si, beads of sweat slid down from his eyebrows, and dripped from his chin on the already wet front arms.
Xu Si swallowed his mouth, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, and glanced at Xu Tuzi, who was still snoring, and the stammering body that kept trembling with a grappling hook, as well as Yu Hu, who smoked one after another with a gloomy face, and Tian Luohan, who was always staring at the baby curled up on the distant tree with his eyes clear.
Damn it! Is this information reliable? Let's come together, this Du Liu hasn't seen anyone until now, so he won't be acting in the director's gang! But if you think about it carefully, it's not even better, he has invested hundreds of oceans for this matter, if he can't do it, he won't have to lose all his money? Whether to do this business or not to do it is to take advantage of yourself anyway, so whatever!
However, this group of people came to ambush from the middle of the night, and now it is almost noon, but the Japanese iron car can't even see a ghost.
Xu Si unconsciously retracted his sore neck, put the gun in his hand in his arms, gently moved his almost numb right hand, and swept across the grove on the other side of the river. I don't know what time he came.
Xu Si's heart suddenly sprung up with a thought: the Japanese will not come later, the news is unreliable, they left from the East Road, Xu Si and they waited for a while, after going back, he and Niuzi moved to the house sent by Mrs. Liu, sent the gun to Dongshan to exchange it for the current ocean, and after coming back, he bought dozens of acres of land, hired tenants, opened a few powder houses, and Niuzi raised a few big fat boys for him, and the family was happy, and it would not take a few years to return to the heyday of the old Xu family!
Thinking of this, Xu Si had a smile on his face, and in his heart he was not as bored as before, and even a little relaxed, and even had the idea that he hoped that the Japanese would not come.
Xu Si stood up, held the gun in his right hand and stretched out in the white sky, his whole body was extremely comfortable, his head was faintly dizzy, he stood with his eyelashes closed for a while, yawned again, and opened his eyes and was about to say that he would not wait to go home. In the afterglow of the clear eye, I suddenly saw a small square box on the river beach in the distance to the south, slowly moving towards this side!
"It's coming!" He shouted!