"You're too small." The little hunter saw that his father had gone out, and when he turned around, he didn't see Qu Bing walking out from the new, and when he heard Qu Bing say that it was small here, he walked forward with a smile and said. "It's not too big to get inside." As he spoke, he walked inside without looking back.

Qu Bing heard what he said, so he didn't hesitate anymore and walked behind him. When he entered the cave, he felt that it was much wider, and the more he walked in, the bigger it became, and although the light inside was very dim, he could still see the walls of the cave faintly.

"How about you still say it's small?" At this time, the little hunter walked up to Qu Bing's side and asked.

"I really didn't expect it, it's really different." Qu Bing said with a smile.

Only then did Qu Bing remember that it was their father and son who saved him. He turned back to the old hunter and said respectfully, "Thank you for saving your life." ”

"Say that the young man went there, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have the guts to fight with the Japanese, alas!" The old hunter sighed lightly and continued, "This can be regarded as revenge for the second dog and her mother." The old hunter shed tears of sadness.

"You also made the Japanese—" Qu Bing asked in surprise.

"Our home wasn't here." By this time they had come to the place where they lived. Qu Bing vaguely saw that in the corner of the hole, a few piles of grass were placed, and a pile of tattered cotton wool was piled on top of the grass. As he spoke, the old hunter leaned his gun against the wall of the cave and sat down on the pile of cotton wool, he patted it and motioned for Qu Bing to sit down as well.

Qu Bing didn't say much, and sat down next to the old hunter.

The old hunter continued: "When the Japanese came, they harvested our guns, you know that guns are the lives of our hunters, although we don't make a living from hunting, the usual oil and salt money is exchanged for some money from hunting, that day the Japanese came, our grandfather and son both went hunting, just his mother was at home, I don't know that it was the one who lost his conscience, and led the Japanese directly to our house, the Japanese forced his mother to hand over the guns and handed over the people, and saw the Japanese formation, if we handed over our grandfather and son, there would still be life, In this way, he was beaten to death by the Japanese. The old hunter said with tears in his eyes.

While they spoke, the little hunter stood beside them with his gun in his arms. He sobbed softly at the sound of sadness.

"Uncle, don't be sad." Qu Bing's heart also cried blood, he gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "We must avenge this revenge." ”

"You don't know how to report with a gun." The little hunter said contemptuously.

"What nonsense?" The old hunter glared at the little hunter and scolded angrily. "Go boil the water." The old hunter waved angrily.

Qu Bing was red-faced by the little hunter, and he didn't even know how to take revenge if he didn't even know how to shoot.

"Don't go to your heart, I don't know where you are? Listen to your accent is also local. The old hunter then remembered to ask Qu Bing.

"Yes, uncle, I'm from the local Huang Village. My name is Qu Bing—"

Before Qu Bing could finish speaking, the old hunter looked at him with wide eyes and asked in surprise, "You are the most learned talent who went out of our mountains." I heard that you are a teacher in Jinan, why did you come here? ”

Qu Bing just smiled wryly and recounted the scene of his students being slaughtered during the Jinan Mountain Protest March.

"Damn Japanese devils, these people." The old hunter gritted his teeth and scolded.

"Yes, uncle, I came back this time to kill the devils, I didn't rob them of their two guns, if it weren't for you and my life, even if I died, I would have earned." At least I killed two little devils. ”

"You killed two little devils." I don't know when, the little hunter came to the two of them again, and when he heard Qu Bing say that he killed two little devils, he asked suspiciously.

Qu Bing then realized that the little hunter was also there, he glanced back at him, and then told him how he killed the little devil, and then he pointed to the two guns and said, "These two guns were snatched in their hands." ”

"It's amazing." The old hunter gave a thumbs up. I couldn't stop nodding in admiration. "Ergou has long been shouting for revenge, I just don't dare to let him go." The old hunter sighed.

"Yes, he's too young and impulsive." Qu Bing glanced at the little hunter and said.

"That's not what I mean, I also want to take revenge, you look at our gun, it will take a long time to recharge the charge with one shot, and it can't be far, how can it be compared with the devil's gun, when we load the medicine, the little devil will come to us." It wasn't for nothing, I know what he meant. The old hunter burst into tears again.

"Fuck little Japan, I'm going to kill them tomorrow." The little hunter stood there and screamed angrily. Shaking the 38 big cover in his hand vigorously.

"Two dogs." The old hunter scolded loudly.

Qu Bing heard the old hunter scolding the little hunter, and then asked the old hunter with a smile. "Uncle, who gave this name to the younger brother."

"I got it, you know who will be named in our village, dogs and cats are easy to feed." The old hunter smiled, picked up the Han cigarette pouch and pressed a pot and said, "Then you can name him, you are knowledgeable." ”

"When I was fighting just now, I saw that my little brother was looking at a little tiger, why don't you name him with a tiger, how nice is that?"

"It's too domineering to call a tiger." The old hunter thought for a moment and said.

"Then it's called Grass Tiger, what do you think?" Qu Bing glanced at the old hunter.

"That's a nice name." Then the little hunter behind him cried out happily.

"Yes, that's good to listen to." The old hunter nodded approvingly.

The little hunter admired Qu Bing, then he brought water and poured it for Qu Bing, he had heard that there was a big talent in their mountains, who taught at the university in the provincial capital, but he didn't expect to come to their side, then he sat next to Qu Bing and asked: "Brother, why can't I shoot when I see that you can use a gun?" ”

"We learned to shoot guns in school, it's not that we can't shoot, it's that we can't shoot accurately, and it's a waste of bullets to shoot." Qu Bing was a little red-faced when he spoke.

"I'll teach you then." Caohu said politely.

"Okay, I must fight well, I really envy my marksmanship when I see you fighting devils, if I have such good marksmanship, how can you practice it." Qu Bing asked sincerely.

"It also takes talent." Then the old hunter spoke. "He went hunting with me in the mountains at the age of five, touched the gun at the age of eight, shot very accurately at the age of nine, and reached the age of eleven or twelve, this boy." At this time, the old hunter took a hard puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "He is not beating properly, either he runs after the prey, or he coaxes the prey to fight." I have been hunting for so many years, and I have never been able to hit a running prey. I didn't expect this kid to be able to shoot one at a time. Although the old hunter was scolding the grass tiger, I could see the pride on his face.