The little big brother lit a hookah and sat down next to the wounded, "This is Shui Huang Kui, suck more, it won't hurt if you smoke it." He gave him a sip. There seemed to be some kind of medicine in the smoke, and after a sip, the pain of the injured guy seemed to ease immediately.

There was a look of gratitude in the wounded's eyes, and the little brother asked him to take a few more puffs, while asking, "Why do you want to get you when you call Hanako?" You're getting someone's daughter again? ”

The injured guy shook his head, his eyes were glazed, as if he was recalling the events of last night: "I don't know, but, but he has a face to donate cloth, and he keeps asking me whose it is." ”

The back gunner's face turned pale, wiped the sweat on his hands, and his hands kept shaking. The long shirt on the side sneered, the gun head's eyes were blood-red staring at him, and the flesh on his face trembled.

"Donation-free cloth? Then do you recognize that Hanako Mo? The little brother let the wounded man take another puff and took the hookah back, and the wounded man nodded: "I recognize it, I recognize it, master the house, prepare a luan drive for me, and I will take my brother to pick up his flower hub." ”。 The little man sighed and waved his hand, "Don't ask for it, lose the dead, twelve died last night, and you need a few more brothers." As he spoke, he gently placed his hand on the wounded's mouth and nose.

The wounded man immediately couldn't breathe, and struggled to break the little brother's hand away, but he shook a few times, and it seemed that his hands, feet, and neck had lost his strength. Completely unable to move, his eyes looked straight at the hand covering his mouth and nose, and there was nothing he could do.

The little big brother didn't look back, and asked a little unhappily, "Didn't you say that the flag roast was clean?" Why is it still in the hands of a person named Hanako. ”

The gunner's eyes were blood-red, and he finished his meal in a few bites, "Lao Tzu couldn't find Mo, Lao Tzu burned the whole ship, how do I know that little Ah will give it to others?" ”

"If you don't find it, you dare to say it, are you old? Bad braincase? The little big brother calmly watched the wounded's eyes slowly turn white, his face turned red, urine flowed from his crotch, and the person began to convulse violently.

"Big brother, why are you talking so ugly, I'll pick up all the drums, what do you want me to do? Isn't it just a rag? The gunner said and walked out.

"Where are you going?" The caftan in the back asked.

"Lao Tzu is going to get your rags, grinding crutches and crutches, and a few naked foreheads." As he spoke, the cannon head stepped over several corpses and walked out.

The little big brother frowned and looked at it without making a sound. Wait until the guy who held his hand down finally lost his breath and stopped his convulsions. Only then did he lift his feet to the side of the row and wash his hands in the river. Seeing that the gun head had already landed, the eldest brother had a very tired expression on his face. complained and said: "You are a long shirt and a rudder, I said that this cannon head can't be used, sooner or later it will cause trouble, why didn't you get it right?" Do you want Lao Tzu to change your rudder? ”

"Without a cannon head, these four beams and eight pillars will not be even, big brother, you got him before, but he also picked the flower drum, there is indeed a lot, everything is right, the Japanese are fighting around, people's hearts are unstable, and if there is no name, the beams and pillars will be moved, and the people's hearts will be scattered." Said the rudder.

"Then you hurry up and get it right!" The little big brother took a deep breath, as if he was choking on anger, and he pointed to the corpses: "Look what's going on." ”

"Big brother, this is called Hanako is a novice, and I have never learned this technique, but I have killed so many of us along the way, and it is a flower stick. I've been paying attention to him for a long time, he set up a stall for 100 wen to kill a person some time ago, and it is estimated that someone entrusted him with 100 wen to go to the head of the gun. ”

"One hundred wen. Our Huang Kui's cannon head is worth a hundred wen. The little big brother smiled, got up and came to the coal stove on the side, picked up a pot of medicine, and handed it to the old woman with cataracts, the old woman was blowing and drinking, and the long shirt saw that in the arms of the old woman, it seemed to be holding something and was breastfeeding, and it was wrapped in clothes and couldn't see clearly, and the thing smelled of medicine, became agitated, and began to squirm non-stop.

"You go find the man named Hanako, and ask him if he is interested in being our gunner, and the money will be paid by him. If it doesn't work, don't let the gunner do this, I don't want to hear him make noise. The little big brother patted his long shirt, and suddenly said softly in very standard official words: "Haven't you been tired of being a locust for twenty years, this river is about to change the sky, what should be done now, only you and I can understand this truth." ”

"I'll do it." Chang Shi looked at the old woman's arms and said silently.

Saying that, the cheongsam also left, and the little brother rubbed his waist, and sighed, he helped the old woman up, and muttered in the local dialect that he didn't understand, and the old woman also replied to him in the local dialect. While patting the thing in his arms, he seemed to want to quiet it. He helped the old woman into a shack on the row and looked inside, and in the darkness, it seemed to be crowded with people.

The little big brother said a few words to the darkness, locked the door of the shack, and then washed the dishes and chopsticks on the table in the river himself.

He looked at the river as he washed, his eyes full of disgust.