A stove of incense, a pot of tea, a desk, and half a volume of broken books have become the last configuration in Lu Xiang's life, he has been like this these days, opening the shop door of the '10,000 Yuan Bookstore' every morning, opening the door of the store on the street where there are no merchants on the street, and then, like an old pedant in the school, wearing a long shirt and glasses, leaning sideways on the back of the chair with his legs exposed, sitting there reading.

To be honest, these few days are the most idle days Lu Xiang has ever lived in his life, and they are also the most down-to-earth.

As the scroll turned, the time had come to noon, Lu Xiang fell into the sea of books and continued to turn the pages without knowing hunger, at this time, the little five children outside the door walked in.

He didn't make a sound, but the guys on his back were 'clanging', iron pots, shovels, pots and pans, it seemed that he had to get a lot of moving, and the most terrifying thing was that among this pile of iron, there were Soviet-made grenades and an old earthen cannon made by Hanyang.

Xiao Wuzi was not polite, he used three bricks to set up a stove when he entered the house, and after looking for a long time, there was really no firewood, so he simply removed a wooden window and kicked it in, and took a book in the bookstore and tore it open and ignited.

Lu Xiang, who was surrounded by the quiet, frowned in annoyance, opened his mouth and said, "I thought you didn't want to be 'alone', but you planned to leave before me." ”

Xiao Wuzi shrugged: "I think so, but after thinking about it, I still feel that I should come to be your companion." ”

He took a knife from the pile of rags, chopped an old hen that had been slaughtered and plucked long ago, and when the water in the iron pot boiled, he put the chicken into it.

"Lao Lu, you also know that I was an orphan when I was a child, in order to survive, I stole if I could in this city, and robbed if I couldn't steal, so that people didn't want to see dogs, if it wasn't for Captain Ma to see us pitiful, he threw him into the team, and let people die if he didn't starve to death."

"Later, you will know, within a few years, you came, the embroidery girl came, the little tailor came, we mountain bandits carrying earthen guns and cannons have become regular soldiers, not afraid of your jokes, at that time I only knew, it turned out that Commander Ma was a member of our party, I fucking always thought that he was a bandit who drank a lot of wine with the big guy and sang a joke about the two of them, hahahaha......"

Burst.

Lu Xiang couldn't help but laugh.

Xiao Wuzi said that the commander of the Ma army, who once used the pseudonym Zhang Guanyi, worked as a miner in the west open-pit mine in the early days, and soon united a group of people.

"It was so lively."

The water was boiling, gurgling and bubbling in the pot, and Xiao Wuzi seemed to see the scene of the year in the steaming heat.

"Commander Ma didn't tell us how to grab the land, but took the phrase 'only by driving the devils out, can we live a solid life on our own ground' as a mantra. Lao Lu, when you didn't come, Commander Ma taught us to learn culture and didn't let us mud-legged people get angry, we thought that 'home' was the hot kang head of the wife and children, and the 'country' was the rent collection to build an army to protect the people, what kind of national democracy, what sense of sovereignty, I don't understand anything. ”

"Especially me, I can't sleep in the middle of the night that gave Ma Jun a long breath."

Xiao Wuzi's narrative reached its peak like boiling water, but suddenly took a sharp turn: "It was really lively at that time, the atmosphere of the New Year was very good, from the beginning of the year to the fifteenth day of the first month, the sound of firecrackers in the ears never stopped, the red firecracker hole pressed the snow, and the children wearing ear bags went door to door rummaging for the cannon battle that did not sound through, if you find a twist (lead), you can enjoy the big snot bubble." You have to hurry up and put it in your pocket, for fear that someone will snatch it away, and then light it in the middle of the night when there is no movement, and listen to the only sound that belongs to you. ”

As he spoke, the scenery in front of him changed......

There seem to be groups of phantoms on the street, small merchants and hawkers stand on the side of the street and shout with their lives, ready to make the last money of the year, the children follow the squeezing and rubbing of the people, and the people who have been busy for a year take their daughters-in-law and mothers to walk on the street, catch up with the market, buy blessing words, buy Spring Festival couplets, buy lanterns, buy paper money, and even take into account the living and dead, so that it can be regarded as a year.

Suddenly, all this disappeared, and the cold wind on the cold street drove a few dead yellow broken grasses to blow through, so cold from the inside out, if it weren't for the fact that there were still people in every house, everyone would suspect that Beiman was a short city at this time.

"Look at the present."

Xiao Wuzi sighed: "If the Japanese on the street shout at you, they will have to turn their butts upside down." ”

"Hesitant as well."

Xiao Wuzi, who interrupted these four words, glanced back, and Lu Xiang explained like a teacher: "The sentence you said is described by an adjective, which is called hesitation. ”

"I don't understand." Xiao Wuzi waved his hand: "We are not cultural people. ”

"Anyway, I feel uncomfortable living in this place, like lying in a coffin that doesn't fit well, and I feel panicked everywhere."

"Cut to fit the foot."

When Lu Xiang still wanted to explain, Xiao Wuzi gave him two sentences: "Don't finish it, is a fitter addicted to acting as a bookstore boss, I really feel that I am a cultural person, right?" ”

"......" Lu Xiang stopped talking, and then he remembered his true identity.

He is a thief, a serious apprentice, but this line of work is the most despised industry in the rivers and lakes, if you don't join the Anti-Japanese Federation, come to Beiman to hide yourself with the identity of the bookstore boss, whether it is on the street or in the rivers and lakes, this kind of person just lives in a dark and damp corner, and the main seat can't go at all.

When did you start to like reading?

Lu Xiang was also a little dazed.

Was it the first time the little girl who came to buy a book called herself 'sir', or was she speechless when a little boy pointed to a certain word in the book when she first arrived?

He really forgot.

But the respect and curiosity in the child's eyes make him remember it to this day, and it was from that time that Lu Xiang would find time to find Xiuniang every day to learn Chinese characters that he didn't know at all.

Xiuniang is happy to teach him, but he is too busy, after a long time, the teacher changed from Xiuniang to a little tailor, this southerner walked into the room with his eyes stuck when he looked serious and wanted to laugh, it was the appearance of Lu Xiang today, a stove of incense, a book, a cup of tea.

But the first thing people say is, "If you don't even respect what you want to learn, why should you learn it?" ”

In a word, Lu Xiang realized.

I want to learn these things, but I like the respect in the eyes of children......

From there, he never laughed at any sense of formality, but instead learned it well.

This study went in, only to find that there is such a master hidden around Xiuniang, this person can talk to you from foreign writers about today's powerful figures of the Republic of China, and can also talk back to Zeng Guofan, Wang Yangming, Kong Menglaozhuang from this group of people. How much ink does this have to be in your belly?

It's just that at that time, he could only study at night, so as not to be accidentally targeted by the Japanese.

"Little Fifth Son, where were you and Captain Ma at that time?"

Xiao Wuzi responded: "Nanman, Fushun." ”

Yes, Commander Ma started there, he was arrested and tortured by the Japanese, and after being rescued, he had the current Anti-Japanese Alliance.

"After the situation in South Manchuria stabilized, Commander Ma sent the first wave of people to the north, right?"

Xiao Wuzi nodded: "We, there are eight of us, and now it's the old brother himself." ”

As he spoke, he fished out the muscles that didn't put oil, salt, sauce and vinegar at all, and Xiao Wuzi put it to his mouth and bit the meat stewed or not.

Lu Xiang looked at the freshness and asked, "Can this thing be eaten?" ”

Xiao Wuzi turned his head with a mouth full of oil: "This is the laying hen that was crushed to death by the collapsed courtyard wall in the small courtyard where we went to the tailor's shop to look for something a few days ago." ”

For a while, Lu Xiang was speechless, he understood the heart of the little fifth son, this kid who had been lonely since he was a child, even wanted to find someone to be a companion when he died, how could he be willing to let this chicken lie alone in that courtyard?

Airplanes.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

On the streets, the Japanese military flag waved in the wind, and behind a jeep, there were heavily armed Japanese soldiers, and they came.

Xiao Wuzi put down the bowl, picked up the Hanyang loading bullet, and then walked to the door and said: "Don't forget to hide when the fight starts in a while, buddy will go first, go down there and explore the way for you." ”

When Lu Xiang heard this, he immediately called out to Xiao Wuzi: "Five, you wait, I'll say a few words to you, in case someone records us, so that future generations can look better when they see it." ”

Lu Xiang whispered a few words in Xiao Wuzi's ear, and in this second, the Japanese army had already surrounded the bookstore.

Miki asked the Japanese to stop the car when he was far away, hid behind the car and shouted: "Lu Xiang, Wu Yuanqing, you have been surrounded, come out and surrender immediately!" ”

Xiao Wuzi removed the window of the window and raised his gun to shout: "I laugh at the sky with my horizontal knife, fuck your two Kunlun!" ”

Lu Xiang was completely stupid, and he taught a total of two sentences, can this be wrong?