"The big secret, hehe, say it quickly, look at you in a hurry." Mrs. Yang didn't take it too seriously, she still looked casual.

"I went to the city to meet Miyamoto and asked him for some guns and ammunition, and he promised to go to Watanabe to dredge up. After he left, his son found a secret document in his house, which said that the Japanese wanted to ......" Yang Tianfeng hurriedly made a long story short and told the rhetoric he had made up on the road.

The more Mrs. Yang listened, the more frightened she became, and she stared at Yang Tianfeng for a long time, without blinking.

"Mother, come and see." Yang Tianfeng spread out a Japanese military map he asked for from Miyamoto on the table, pointed and said: "My son is studying in Japan, not only to eat, drink and have fun, but this map can still be understood." Look at this terrain, high in the west and low in the east, and when the flood is blown, it is determined that this, this, and this, even our town, will have to be flooded. ”

Mrs. Yang gasped, although she couldn't read the map, Yang Tianfeng said with a nose and eyes, although she was a little skeptical, but she was still very surprised.

"Son, this, can this be true?" Old Lady Yang spoke with a trill, her hands trembled, and she put it in the position of Qulong Town that Yang Tianfeng said, "They all say that the Japanese are brutal, but they are not red-haired and green-eyed monsters, how dare they do such a hurtful thing?" This, when this flood comes, is it a joke? How many people have to die? ”

"Mother, what I said is true." Yang Tianfeng knew that it should be good to talk about it in the future, the old lady did not mention her own fields and property, and she remembered the deaths and injuries of the common people, which also had a lot to do with her belief in Buddhism in recent years. As I get older, my decisive and ruthless character when I was young has changed a lot. But in a blink of an eye, what the old lady said next made Yang Tianfeng return to his original understanding.

"Our fields and gardens will be destroyed." Mrs. Yang sighed, wrenched her fingers and said, "The hard work of several generations has led to this family business. I don't expect you to glorify your ancestors, not worry about food or clothing, and just keep our little family property to live. But now, it's all gone, it's gone. What can I do in the future? ”

"Manly man, don't make it again. Besides, living on the family property left by the ancestors is mostly unproductive. Yang Tianfeng said nonchalantly: "My son was wrong before, and he didn't see the true face of the Japanese. Now, I don't think it's too late to change course. ”

Mrs. Yang looked at her son suspiciously, not knowing what he meant by his words, he insisted on voting for the Japanese, considering that the national * army was defeated and retreated one after another, in order to keep the family property, although she was not very in favor, and there were many objections from the people below, but she still adopted a tacit attitude. Could it be that now my son is going to be anti-Japanese again, just because the Japanese want to blow up the dam and release water?

"It doesn't matter if the fields and houses are flooded, as long as the people are okay, with the family's soft money, it may not be impossible to make a comeback." Mrs. Yang is not at ease with Yang Tianfeng, she is frizzy and unscrupulous, she is really afraid that he will be impulsive and cause a big disaster.

"Mother, my son is telling the truth." Yang Tianfeng held the old lady's hand and said solemnly: "You don't know the humiliation that your son suffered when he entered the city. The Japanese treat the Chinese as dogs, and they hang the name of this deputy regiment commander, but even a Japanese soldier dares to scold me, and I really can't swallow this breath. The Japanese still want to set up a garrison in the town, so wouldn't that be riding on the head of our Yang family and. They want women and money, but this insulting infamy of the ancestors has to be carried by our Yang family. ”

Old Mrs. Yang frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Even the national * army is not an opponent of the Japanese, just with our hundreds of guns, against the Japanese, wouldn't our Yang family have a more stable life?" ”

"In troubled times, how can there be any stable days." Yang Tianfeng smiled bitterly: "Mother, my son thinks like this: to sell his life to the Japanese, not only the common people will poke the backbone, but when the Japanese are finished, our Yang family will also be convicted of traitors and traitors. ”

"Aren't the Japanese going to destroy China?" Old Lady Yang looked at Yang Tianfeng very puzzled, patted his hand gently, and persuaded: "Let's wait and see how the situation develops." ”

Yang Tianfeng sighed, stood up straight, and said resolutely: "Mother, no matter what, my son has to take this step." If you succeed, you are a hero, and if you fail, you are a ghost. I heard that more than 20 miles away from this reed is hiding the original county's self-defense group, and my son is going to vote for them-"

"No, no." When Mrs. Yang saw that her son was about to run away from home, she immediately became anxious, grabbed Yang Tianfeng's sleeve, and said, "Don't go anywhere, I'll lock you up now, look at you-"

"Then I'll go on a hunger strike, hit the wall, hang ......"

When Yang Tianfeng said this, he stopped his words, and felt that the words he said in a hurry were a bit like the tricks commonly used by women: one crying, two troubles, and three hangings. He shook his head slightly, deciding that it would be better to continue to attack with family affection.

Taking a step, in front of Mrs. Yang's knees, Yang Tianfeng knelt down on one leg, raised his face and said sincerely and resolutely: "Mother, you can lock up your son for a while, but you can't lock up your son for a lifetime." The Japanese burst the embankment and released water, and the sky was angry and resentful, and this was a good opportunity to raise the banner and regain their reputation. Aren't our family the descendants of the Yang generals, how can we carry the infamy of traitors? ”

Mrs. Yang gently stroked her son's hair and scolded: "What is the descendant of the Yang family, that is a fake family tree that your father paid for in order to put gold on his face, where can you believe it." ”

Yang Tianfeng was stunned, sighed, his face immediately gloomy, and he stopped talking, stood up and turned around to leave.

"Come back, my mother's words haven't been finished yet!" Old Mrs. Yang drank Yang Tianfeng, looked at her son who was standing there silent, and said slowly for a long time: "I have long said that the sky cannot be bullied, but the old dead man just doesn't believe it, and he has to get a descendant of the Yang family general to feel the brilliance on his face." After giving birth to you, others complimented him, saying that he was a tiger of the gate, and in the future, the Yang family will produce a majestic general, more beautiful than his ancestors. By the time you catch Zhou and catch the little sword, your father will be even happier to know the north, south, and west. Pulling the militia is for the Yang family, and it is also for you; Studying in Japan and traveling in Germany are also thinking about paving the way for your future. ”

Yang Tianfeng blinked, he really didn't know that there was such a thing, it was quite interesting to hear.

Old Lady Yang sighed and continued: "I have always disapproved of these. On the battlefield, the gun does not have long eyes. Being a general, is that an easy thing to do? As a mother, no one wants to be afraid of their children all day long, you still can't understand this. ”