(The content of this chapter is very miscellaneous, and the off-topic went to North Korea, the first half of the chapter and the second half of the chapter, basically two different things, you will know after reading it.) ）

When I heard this, my grandmother and my grandfather breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

My grandfather showed joy on his face and said to my grandmother: "Don't be afraid now, the people of the mountain protection group are here, you help me, I will climb out and take a look......"

My grandmother helped my grandfather hold the stump leg, and my grandfather picked at the crack in the tree hole and climbed to the mouth of the tree hole.

Holding the hole of the hole, half of his head peeking out of the hole in the tree, my grandfather looked under the tree, and a group of people, holding their hands and everything, gathered under the old locust tree, it was already dark at this time, and some people still had torches in their hands. My grandfather took a closer look by the light of the torch, and it was indeed a member of the mountain protection group, but it was all from the West Village, which was relatively close to the old locust tree, and it was estimated that people from other villages were also rushing here.

"Brothers, come and help Brother Liu!"

My grandfather shouted at them, and the crowd was shocked when they didn't expect anyone to be in the tree. When I saw clearly that it was my grandfather on the tree, a few young and strong people came over and pulled my grandfather and my grandmother out of the hole in the tree.

Back on the ground, my grandmother found that the branch of the old locust tree that had just been broken off was missing, and then looked closely, there was no broken branch on the tree at all, and she immediately understood that it must be the old locust fairy who helped the two of them.

Turning his head, he looked at the middle of the crowd under the tree, my grandmother was so frightened that she almost didn't scream, and through the crack, I saw that in the middle of the crowd of people, there were several people lying in blood, which should be the Japanese who were chasing them.

My grandfather didn't care about this, and at this time he squeezed into the crowd on crutches, "Call my brother to see, call my brother to look at ......"

When I squeezed to the front of the crowd, I saw six lying on the ground, like bloody people, the bayonet in this hand stabbed the heart of the other, the Oriental knife in the other hand slashed on the neck of the other, and two bellies were picked open, and the intestines flowed all over the belly, and the ground was soaked with blood.

After reading it, my grandfather said, "Didn't you say that the dog bites the dog's mouthful, why is this all mule blood." The words fell, and everyone burst into laughter. Mules are hybrids born after mating between horses and donkeys. The word "mongrel" comes from mule beating. My grandfather was scolding these Japanese soldier dog mongrels.

Several Japanese soldiers, at this time, were not completely dead, lying on the ground and breathing, those pairs of eyes that were more vicious than dog mongrels, staring at everyone, but they could only watch everyone laugh at them, at this time, they may have realized how much the Chinese people hate them Japanese.

Without waiting for everyone to finish laughing, my grandfather supported a young man next to him, one-legged, and copied the crutch in his hand, and the head of the crutch poked the head of a Japanese soldier with a pistol in his waist, "Child, get up, get up and continue to chase after the master......" said, gritted his teeth and poked it.

This guy with a pistol in his waist should be an officer, and it is said that only officers above Cao Chang are qualified to wear a pistol. The "Cao Chang" of the Japanese devil is almost equivalent to the deputy company level in our squadron, that is to say, this officer is at least a full company level, but my grandfather they don't understand this.

After stabbing a few times, someone in the crowd asked my grandfather, "Brother Liu, these little Japanese are chasing you." ”

My grandfather looked up, "Yes, the two of us came after us, like a fucking mad dog, hit the ground in Yanjin County, and chased the two of us to us." As soon as he lowered his head, "You keep chasing!" My grandfather stabbed the Japanese officer in the head again, not to mention how happy it was.

However, this little Japanese officer, maybe gave my grandfather this crutch down, stabbed it a little, and actually raised his hand to touch the pistol in his waist tremblingly.

At this moment, everyone felt a flash of cold light in front of them, and then looked at the little Japanese officer, who had an extra firewood knife in his neck, and this knife was ruthless enough, cutting the officer's neck in half, and blood spurted out of the cavity like a fountain. The little devil officer was already covered in blood, but this time, the icing on the cake became more and more icing on the cake, his eyes rolled, his hands and feet didn't even twitch, and he was directly out of breath.

Wait for everyone to come back to their senses and take a look...... Guess who slashed this Japanese officer?

Chen Bald's son - Chen Hui!

Everyone was surprised, but what was even more surprised was that my grandfather, Chen Hui, this kid, still has the soul of Wang Bajing and the ghost of his mother, he should be lying at home at this time, why did he come out?

Chen Hui still lowered his head at this time, covered his face with gloomy messy hair, pulled out a bloody firewood knife from the officer's neck, his brows did not wrinkle, and his thin body stood proudly upright, which made everyone feel a trace of awe in their hearts at the same time......

My grandmother didn't dare to get into the crowd, but stood far away, and then she felt something, and when she looked up at the tree, she saw a green child's face coming out of the leaves, and smiled at her......

Because my grandfather and my grandmother hid in the hollow of the tree before, everyone asked my grandfather, why did these Japanese kill their own people, my grandfather raised his hand and pointed to the old locust tree, boasting: "This old locust tree has spirituality, knowing that our family usually accumulates virtue and does good, in order to save our two children, the spirit killed these little Japanese children......"

My grandfather's words soon spread in the West Village, and from the day of the fight, the people of the West Village, especially the elderly, would go to the old locust tree to burn incense and kowtow to beg the old locust tree to bless the whole family.

Later, a large number of people were brought down from the north mountain and integrated into their village, and their whole village also moved to the original southwest direction, and now this old locust tree is in the middle of their village, and the village intersection is slightly west, sitting in the south of the road.

Here, I have to insert another stroke, save it and forget it later, the following are what my mother said, because my mother is from the West Village, and I know more about this old locust tree.

My mother doesn't know when they started in the village, but she told me about an old locust tree, which was a day on the eve of the Cultural Revolution, probably in 1965 or 1966. The Cultural Revolution began in 1966.

The old locust tree that my mother said had something to do with the * at that time. At that time, * seemed to be the vice president of the country, and one person was above 10,000 people.

I used to read a book that disclosed the inside story of the * family history, which described *, that is not a person, a strange disease, when the disease occurs, you must sit in the jeep to the uneven dirt road, the driver drives fast on the dirt road, the more bumpy the car, the happier the *heart, and also said that * son Lin Liguo blind date, just like the emperor's draft, a large group of red seedlings of the "show girl" for * wife Ye Qun and son Lin Liguo to pick and choose in it.

Don't think I'm off-topic, don't say it right, and don't compete with me, a mountain villager who didn't graduate from junior high school, I have read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and world classics, and I have read "Don Quixote", and I have only read a small part of the front.

Straight to the point. In fact, from the * family, you can see what those high-level leaders were like at that time. Later, I saw North Korea's "Kim San Fat Man" in the news, combined with what was said in the book, and suddenly found that Kim San Fat's ruling methods at this time were similar to our China's at that time, a bear virtue, and Kim San Fat's rule, which was a copy of the past time, waved his hand, and said, "Comrades have worked hard", the stage lowered and cried, so fucking not spectacular!

Look at it now, it's all a laughing stock.

Jin Sanpang's news, I saw a lot of people leave messages, once Jin Sanpang hasn't played any new tricks recently, those messages will appear: Sanfat, why don't you come out to pinch recently, I don't know if we miss you very much?

Actually, I watched it as a laughing stock, and I don't want to think about it, who did Jin Sanpang learn from, didn't he learn from us? The great leap forward in agriculture has reached tens of thousands of catties per mu; The steel was smelted, and the vegetable spoons were taken to smelt scrap iron lumps, and they were thrown everywhere for nothing. If you think about it carefully, isn't this even funnier than Jin Sanpang laying down a boulder and threatening to crush the new American tank? Fifty steps to laugh and a hundred steps, laugh at others, push forward for decades, we are not as stupid as others.

Two years ago, Jin Sanpang's rocket was launched, the date was set, and the whole world was paying attention, but as a result, the rocket failed to take off that day, and the news said that there may have been a technical failure or something like that. I sneered as soon as I saw it, isn't this Lao Mao's means of fighting the enemy? "The enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy is stationed and I disturb, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I chase", what happened to the technical failure, it was clear that Jin Sanpang wanted to play "the enemy retreated and I chased", sure enough, a few days later, it was not mentioned on the news, and Jin Sanpang's rocket unexpectedly took off.

Okay, let's not say that Jin San is fat, the question is too biased, go back and say *, not only is there a strange problem, the most important thing is that he also has a personality cult for Lao Mao, holding a "red treasure book" (* quotations) every day, shouting "* long live" and "* long life without borders" in his mouth, and adding such a sentence to his own quotations: "Khrushchev never engaged in a personality cult, and his downfall was that no one worshiped him!" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone across the country had a "red treasure book" in their hands, and a collective worship began, and there was a later one, "Hello comrades, comrades have worked hard", and the audience cried wow......

At this time, this is what my mother told me, in their West Village, there was a person who went crazy, ran to the old locust tree in a crazy way, kept kowtowing to the old locust tree, and shouted in his mouth: "Old Huai Ye, old Huai Ye, * is a white-faced traitor...... " That means, * is bewitching Lao Mao.

But at that time, who believed that? *At that time, the limelight was in full swing, and to say that he had a "no" was to insinuate and slander the great leader*.

The "madman" was immediately arrested, held a meeting, and took turns criticizing and beating.

The old locust tree, in the course of the night, all the leaves fell off and died......

In that crazy era, the gods and ghosts were frightened, and it was also afraid, if it didn't die by itself, it would definitely be uprooted, which may also be called Mingzhe to protect himself.

It wasn't until the end of the Cultural Revolution that the old locust tree suddenly sprouted and came alive again one day. No more, no less, ten years of the Cultural Revolution, it has also been dead for ten years.

Later, one day when I was in junior high school, my junior high school was in the West Village, as for which middle school it was, I won't say, say it You search for the number of middle schools in Xinxiang City on the Internet, and you can immediately find out which village I am from, so I'd better leave a bottom line for myself.

One day after school at noon, I passed by the old locust tree and saw a big pool of blood under the tree, which shocked me. In the afternoon of the same day, I heard from my classmates in the West Village that a 70-year-old man in their village had stabbed an 80-year-old man to death under the old locust tree.

A seventy-year-old man stabbed an eighty-year-old man to death, this thing sounds fresh, and people who can live to this age, what else can they not think of?

Later, I told my mother, and I also told my mother the names of the two old men.

After hearing this, my mother said that the 70-year-old man was the "madman" who kowtowed under the old locust tree, and the 80-year-old man was the one who beat the "madman" the hardest in the Cultural Revolution, and forced the madman's whole family to death.

As soon as I heard it......