When Zhong Cuifen walked into the room with a basin, she found that her younger brother was sitting at the head of the bed, looking at everything in the room with a blank face, so she hurriedly put down the basin and walked to the bed, and helped Zhong Fabai down on the bed: "Alas, Xiaobai, you just woke up, you can't move, you have to rest well if you are injured." Don't have any more accidents, I almost scared my father and mother to death yesterday. ”

Xiaobai? Who is Xiaobai? Who is this girl? Where is this? Am I not dead? How did you come here again?

Looking at the dilapidated adobe house in front of him, Zhang Dongdong's heart was full of questions. Looking at the dress of the girl next to the bed, Zhang Dongbei felt that the concept here seemed to be too outdated, because the girl in front of him was ten years old, but she still had two braids. Perhaps because of poverty, there was only a table and a few chairs in the room, and Zhang Dongbei looked around, but he didn't find a single intact thing in this room.

"Thank you, girl, for saving me. Don't know where that friend is? Was he also saved by the girl? Zhang Dongbei suddenly thought that since he was not dead, it was very likely that Sun Zhiming was still alive.

Zhong Cuifen looked at Zhang Dongbei with a frightened expression, reached out to probe his forehead, and said, "There is no fever, Xiaobai, what are you talking about?" I'm your sister Zhong Cuifen. Don't you know me? ”

Zhong Cuifen? My sister? Zhang Dongbei doesn't know what went wrong, he is the only son in the family, where did the sister come from, and even his parents are the only children in the family, not even a cousin, why is there a sister named Zhong Cuifen who has come out now, and the most important thing is that he doesn't know where he is now.

Looking at her younger brother's sluggish expression, Zhong Cuifen was anxious: "Then do you still know who you are?" Do you remember who your parents were? ”

The professional instinct made Zhang Dongbei feel that things were beyond his imagination, and now he could only take one step at a time. Find out who the other person really is and what their intentions are.

Zhong Cuifen pulled Zhang Dongbei up from the bed and shook it a few times, looking very excited: "How is it?" Do you remember? ”

Zhang Dongbei only felt a burst of pain in the back of his head, and gritted his teeth and said, "It hurts!" ”

Zhong Cuifen exclaimed "ah", as if she had thought of something, and hurriedly helped Zhang Dongbei down on the bed and lay down, and said embarrassedly: "I forgot that you still have a wound on your head." Then tell me, do you remember? ”

Zhang Dongbei asked, "What do you think of?" ”

Zhong Cuifen stared at her eyes and said, "What is your name, what is the name of our father and mother?" ”

Zhang Dongbei decided to pretend to have amnesia first to see how the other party reacted, so he shook his head.

Zhong Cuifen stomped her feet anxiously and said, "You really can't think of anything?" Our father's name is Zhong Dakui, and our mother's name is Wu Yunxia. My name is Zhong Cuifen, and I am your sister; And you yourself called Zhong Fa Bai. Do you remember it now? ”

Zhong Dakui? Bell white? Ghost Hunter and Mahjong? Zhang Dongbei felt that the other party's cold joke was not funny at all.

"It's over, it's over! This must have been injured in the head by Wang Xiaoliu's dog man yesterday, and he made everyone stupid. Xiaobai, you lie down, I'll call my dad over, you must lie down and don't move. Zhong Cuifen covered Zhang Dongbei with a quilt, and shouted while covering: "Dad, it's not good, Xiaobai has become a fool!" ”

Zhong Cuifen's voice almost didn't make Zhang Dongbei jump up from the bed in shock. Without warning, he suddenly raised his voice by a few tens of decibels, but fortunately Zhang Dongbei did not have a heart attack, otherwise he would have died. Zhang Dongbei looked at Zhong Cuifen in horror, he really couldn't understand why a girl who looked quite literate could make such a deafening sound.

But he didn't have the heart to think about such a messy and boring thing. The most important thing now is to figure out where you are, and who are these people who saved you, this Zhong Cuifen said that she was her brother, could it be that they recognized the wrong person? Also, what she said just now was very strange. Dog Han Jian, how could she scold that Wang Xiaoliu is a dog Han Jian? From the moment he woke up, Zhang Dongbei found that everything seemed to be wrong, but he didn't know what the problem was. Now he can only wait for others to answer his doubts.

After a while, Zhong Cuifen walked into the house with a middle-aged couple, and as soon as the three of them entered the room, they all gathered around the bedside, and the middle-aged woman was even more teary-eyed, and said, "Xiaobai, what's wrong with you?" Why don't you even know your own family? You said that if you become a fool, then how can your father and I live? Xiaobai, you say something, you say something for your mother to hear. ”

Zhang Dongbei can now be sure that the family must have recognized the wrong person. Could it be that he looks so much like this bell? Even twins are different.

Zhang Dongbei comforted: "Auntie, you recognize the wrong person, I am not your son Zhong Fabai, my name is Zhang Dongbei, I am a soldier of the People's Liberation Army, and I was rescued by you because I was injured in the battle." And I want to thank you. ”

Zhang Dongbei opened his mouth, and the three members of the Zhong family were all stunned, and Wu Yunxia opened her mouth even more in shock, and all the tears that slipped down her cheeks flowed into her mouth.

Zhong Cuifen cried: "Daddy, look, I said Xiaobai is stupid, you still don't believe it." Yesterday, the two of us were washing clothes by the river, Wang Xiaoliu and their dogs suddenly came to tease me, Xiaobai fought with them in order to protect me, and the wound on the back of his head was smashed by Wang Xiaoliu with a brick. At that time, Xiaobai's head was bleeding a lot and he fainted. I begged them to stop, but they refused, or he let Xiaobai go only after I promised to marry him as his little wife, otherwise Xiaobai would not be able to live. But I didn't expect Xiaobai to come back to life, but he was stupid. Daddy, what do you think is going to do this? The more Zhong Cuifen cried, the more miserable she became. The more Zhang Dongbei listened, the more he felt that the situation was serious.

Listening to Zhong Cuihua's cry, Zhong Dakui was extremely upset, and said angrily: "Okay, you shut up for me." What's the use of crying now, does crying solve the problem? * His grandmother's eggs are all made by little devils. I knew that there would be such an incident today, and I should have let Fa Bai participate in the Eight Roads. Even if you die on the battlefield, it's better than being beaten into a fool by a dog now. ”

Little devil! Eight ways!

Zhang Dongbei is completely messy, what is this doing? Make a movie? Why didn't anyone tell me? But on second thought, this is absolutely impossible, as a special combat member of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, identity and information are extremely confidential, even if you sacrifice the tombstone, there may be no name on it, how can you appear in movies and television? And the most important thing is that I now clearly remember that I and Sun Zhiming were swept into the sky by the waves of missiles, and the chances of surviving are very small, or it can be said that there is none.

If it is inferred in this way, then there is only one possibility, and it is also the most unlikely possibility, a possibility that does not conform to the values of modern science at all. Thinking of this, Zhang Dongbei himself was shocked. Doesn't this happen only in YY novels?

"Uncle, can you tell me what year it is?" Zhang Dongbei visibly felt his breathing become heavier.

Seeing that his son suddenly became a little strange, and hearing his son call himself uncle, Zhong Dakui, this farmer who had never shed a tear before, could no longer hold back the sorrow in his heart, and the muddy tears rolled out of his eyes.

"September 15, 1937! Child, why are you asking this? Wu Yunxia choked up.