"Come home with me, my lord is going to die of worry!"

Zheng Bowen was about to go over to take a look, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by Xing'er who rushed over.

Speaking of this kind of thing, although it is a common plot idea in movies and comics, in real life, it is indeed a bit unbelievable to encounter this kind of thing.

It was already inexplicably surprising that he had traveled into this strange time and space, Zheng Bowen was really a little unsure in his heart, the beggar just now was Huang Shulang.

How can there be so many coincidences in this world?

"The patrol room is here!"

Someone shouted, and there was even more commotion and chaos not far away.

When Zheng Bowen looked back again, there was no trace of the person suspected of being Huang Shulang, and there were only two patrols left and some people watching the excitement gathered there.

"Young Master, what are you looking for? What's going on there? Xing'er looked at Zheng Bowen's gaze curiously, the farce was basically over when she came, so she only saw a group of people around there chaotically, but she didn't know what was going on.

"It's fine." Zheng Bowen didn't want Xing'er to think too much, looked into the distance for a while, and said in a daze, "Let's go back!" ”

"Oh!" Xing'er didn't know why, she didn't think much about it, she took Zheng Bowen's arm and walked back.

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When I returned to the restaurant, I was inevitably complained by my cheap dad for a while. Probably because he had just recovered from a serious illness and shouldn't run out in the morning, but maybe considering that Zheng Bowen's body had not fully recovered, Shopkeeper Tong didn't say anything serious.

For fear of revealing anything, Zheng Bowen did not refute; Second, although the shopkeeper Tong spoke a little nagging, maybe it was because his body was related to him, and he didn't feel verbose, but the kind of care from the heart made him faintly moved.

Zheng Bowen's parents are running for life every day, and when his sister is sick and bedridden, they rarely communicate with him at ordinary times, like this kind of very family-like care, let him experience the warmth he has not seen for a long time.

"Hey, the situation is getting more and more chaotic, and I don't know which day this kind of day will be the head!" Shopkeeper Tong put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and sighed. Just now, the only two guys left in the store also came to him to submit their resignations, and now in the Jixian Ju of Nuoda, only he and Li Xianhua, Xing'er and Er Donkey are left.

As for the chefs in the back kitchen, they had already gone to their own relatives when the rumors rose.

"Master, why don't we move out!" Li Xianhua also put down her chopsticks, "I have a cousin in Anyang, if not, we will take refuge in her?" ”

The shopkeeper Tong shook his head and didn't speak, in the early years, he went south alone, and he worked hard for more than ten years to have today's family business.

Let's talk about Li Xian'er's cousin in Anyang, not to mention that Anyang is thousands of kilometers away from here, and the family is tired of traveling and driving, so it's hard to say whether they can get there safely; Moreover, in these years, the whole of China is in turmoil, how can there be any peace?

As the saying goes, the poor are in the downtown area, no one asks about the rich, and there are distant relatives in the mountains; Let him drag his family under the fence, for a while, the shopkeeper Tong really didn't have the courage.

"Don't go out if it's okay these days, I heard from others yesterday that the devil has hit Baiyangdian, and it is estimated that entering the city is a matter of the next few days." Shopkeeper Tong said worriedly.

"Close the door of the store for a while, and don't open during the day these days? Wait a few days and see what happens. ”

The shopkeeper Tong looked preoccupied, and he didn't eat a few bites of food, so he put down the dishes and chopsticks. Li Xian'er still had a child to feed, so she hurriedly ate a few bites of food, and went to replace Xing'er, who took care of the child.

It can be seen that although the Tong family is quite wealthy, it is not a big family after all, and there are no strict rules, the two nominal "parents" left the table, and only Zheng Bowen and the apprentice Erdonkey who played lotus were left in the lobby.

In the absence of the boss, the atmosphere at the table was not so oppressive.

Breakfast is just a big pot of gruel, with a few steamed buns, and side dishes, this kind of simple can not be in a simple breakfast, but the two donkeys eat with relish.

A large bowl of porridge was picked up by him, snoring, and poured into his mouth in a few clicks.

On the other hand, Zheng Bowen has no appetite, don't look at the second donkey is much older than him, but Zheng Bowen is from the later generations after all, and his understanding of devils is far deeper than that of these natives. Even if he is the shopkeeper Tong, although he is a little worried about the devil in his heart, he may not really realize what the devil will bring to them, or even this small county town.

Unlike them, even if he does not have a deep understanding of the history of the Anti-Japanese War, Zheng Bowen also knows that the devil is much more bloody and brutal than depicted in movies and television.

In addition to the well-known tragic incidents, there are also brigades. Shun tragedy, Ji. Nan tragedy, Pan. Jiayu tragedy, peace. The Dingshan Massacre......

The blood-stained cases all denounce the evil deeds and brutality of the devils.

The little devils who are eager to solve the domestic crisis by starting a war do not regard the Chinese people as human beings at all.

Thinking of the scene of corpses billowing all over the place, Zheng Bowen's heart was anxious.

What am I going to do?

To tell the truth, the first thing that came to his mind was not to defend the country and democracy, but to live. This can't be blamed on Zheng Bowen, his soul is just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child now, in these turbulent years, even if he is a traverser, he doesn't know how to make wine and soap, let alone make aircraft cannons, what can he do to fight with people?

With his small body, let alone a devil, even the puppet army may not be able to win one.

Zheng Bowen had the heart to persuade his parents to take him to escape, but where could he escape in these years?

At the beginning, he didn't think about Xianggang and Taiwan. These two places, one is the British Concession, and the other is the old nest of Lao Jiang in the later period, even if the mainland was weathered later, these two places did not seem to be greatly affected.

With his own foresight, maybe he can go there to seek a livelihood, not to mention speculation, it is also possible to write novels, at this time Jin Yong, Huang Yi, Gu Long and other literary pioneers have not officially opened the altar and established a school, relying on the prophetic sense Maybe he can really gain a foothold there is not easy to say.

This is a routine that those who pass through the great gods often do.

But soon, this fanciful idea was quickly rejected by him.

First of all, these two places and the mainland are far away from each other across the sea, and it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to move the family to Xianggang Taiwan from this small inland county town in the middle of nowhere.

Moreover, it is impossible to convince a small rich man like the shopkeeper Tong to abandon his family and business and leave his country.

Thinking of this, a deep sense of frustration suddenly made Zheng Bowen upset.