Most of the villagers in Shaba Village are surnamed Mao, and in early spring and early summer, they are also surnamed Mao, and their nicknames are called eldest sister and second sister, but there are no big names, but later they entered the Wei State Mansion, and the steward named them early spring and early summer. In ancient times, when literacy rates were extremely low, even names became a luxury for children from poor families.

Mao Dazhong is the uncle of the family in the early spring and early summer, when the village was ransacked by the Japanese invaders, and the parents of the early spring and early summer were both killed, it was this uncle of the family who sold them into the Qinglou, and after getting the money and silver, they collected and buried their parents, and at the same time, everyone could survive with the remaining money.

Just as Chu Chun told Xu Jin at the time, their sisters were voluntarily sold into the Qinglou, and they did not hate this uncle of the family, but were mostly grateful, so when they saw this uncle at this time, the two sisters were full of joy and sorrow, took out the food carried by the carriage, and warmly entertained the relatives of the family who had become beggars.

Mao Dazhong didn't know if he was really hungry, or if he had never eaten such delicious food, he squatted there and gobbled up, but his eyes looked at the flintlock pistol carried by Zhao Datou and the others, but the flintlock pistol was wrapped in oilcloth, and he couldn't see what was in it at all.

Chu Chun looked at this clan uncle's ragged and gobbling appearance, and couldn't help but feel sad, and said softly: "Fifth Uncle eat slowly, don't choke, there are many more, and we will make you more delicious food when we return to the city." ”

Mao Dazhong took a sip of the water handed over by Chu Xia, secretly glanced at Xu Jin who was not far away, and asked in a low voice: "Eldest sister and second sister, where is your lord from, he seems to be quite rich, he is still so young, and he is a big official in the family, right?" ”

In early spring and early summer, I invariably looked up at my own master not far away, like a jade tree in the wind, and a look of pride appeared on his pretty face.

In the early summer, she almost revealed Xu Jin's identity and inventory, and finally she woke up that her master was traveling in Weifu this time, and she didn't want to expose her identity, so she replied: "Our master is from Jiangxi and Shangrao, and his family is indeed an official." ”

Mao Dazhong nodded with a flickering gaze and said: "That's good, when I was a child, the fortune teller said that you two sisters are blessed people, and you are destined to meet nobles. ”

At the mention of my father's mother, my eyes suddenly turned red again in early spring and early summer, and the former cried: "By the way, fifth uncle, where was our father's grave buried?" ”

Mao Dazhong patted his forehead and said: "Look at my memory, I only care about eating, but I forgot such an important thing, go, the fifth uncle will take you to worship them." If the third brother and third sister-in-law see your sisters grow up and fall out so smartly, they will definitely be happy. ”

At that moment, Mao Dazhong took Xu Jin and others to walk for several miles in the field, and it took nearly half an hour to find an inconspicuous earthen bag in the half-human-high grass.

"Eldest sister and second sister, your father and mother are buried here!" Mao Dazhong was a little gloomy.

Xu Jin gave an order, and Han Dajie, Zhao Datou and the others immediately started to clean up the weeds and trees around the mound. Just when everyone was in full swing, a 500-battalion soldier suddenly shouted: "Don't move! ”

It turned out that when the 500 battalion soldiers were helping to clean up the weeds, the flintlock pistol wrapped in oilcloth was resting on the ground next to him.

Mao Dazhong was stared at by the fierce eyes of the soldiers, and suddenly felt that he was hairy, and he froze there and did not dare to move, and explained curtly: "...... I thought it was a tool for shoveling grass and repairing graves. ”

"Put it down!" The pawn was unmoved, still staring at Mao Dazhong fiercely, like a tiger who chooses people to devour.

Seeing this, the flowers in early spring and early summer turned pale, and said anxiously: "Fifth uncle, put it down quickly, that's not something you can touch." ”

In the past few months, the two daughters have been waiting by Xu Jin's side, and they have had a lot of contact with the soldiers of the 500 battalion, so they naturally know that these iron-blooded soldiers who kill people without blinking an eye cherish the flintlock pistol as life, the gun is in the people, and the gun destroys people and kills people is their military iron law, and now the fifth uncle actually took someone else's flintlock pistol, which is still it.

Mao Dazhong panicked and put the flintlock pistol back in its place, and said curtly: "This big brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know that this thing can't be taken." ”

The thug picked up the flintlock pistol with a cold face and put it on his back, feeling stupid, because he had to be punished by Boss Zhao when he turned around.

In early spring and early summer, he looked at Xu Jin beggingly, Xu Jin frowned and said, "Forget it, those who don't know don't know the crime, and they won't take an example." ”

As soon as Xu Jin said this, Zhao Datou and the others withdrew their gaze and continued to clean up the weeds and trees, and the invisible pressure in the air disappeared immediately. Mao Dazhong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly frightened: "What is the origin of this kid, could it be ......?" ”

Mao Dazhong suddenly thought of a possibility, and couldn't help but shudder smartly, lowered his head and pretended to pull weeds to hide the fear in his eyes.

Xu Jin glanced at Mao Dazhong quietly, a slight suspicion flashed in his eyes, although the flintlock pistol was wrapped in oilcloth, it didn't look like a shovel or anything like that, not to mention who would wrap these things in oilcloth?

"My lord, there are ghosts in this Mao Da!" Han Dajie leaned over to Xu Jin and whispered.

Xu Jin nodded slightly, even Han Dajie could see it, how could he not see it, he glanced at it calmly, and motioned for Han Dajie to act when he saw the opportunity.

As the saying goes, there is great strength in numbers, and soon, the miscellaneous wild trees around the tomb were cleaned up, sacrifices were placed, incense, candles, and paper money were lit, and the two of them cried bitterly in front of the grave in early spring and early summer.

When people cry when they are in extreme grief, the accumulated emotions are soothed, which is a good thing, so Xu Jin did not step forward to comfort the two pretty maids, but squatted aside and used a wooden stick to flick the pile of paper money to make the fire burn more vigorously. The ashes of the paper money rose with the heat, and it formed a small tornado that rose into the sky.

The ancients were undoubtedly very superstitious, Mao Dazhong said excitedly: "The third brother and sister-in-law have appeared, and they have seen it." ”

"Daddy, mother!" In the early spring and early summer, I couldn't help but cry out in mourning, and tears came out of my eyes.

The group of soldiers and Jinyi guards were also awe-inspiring, Xu Jin couldn't help but be speechless, this is just a very ordinary heat exchange phenomenon, but since they are all willing to think that it is the manifestation of the deceased, Xu Jin will naturally not be cruel to say it.

"Who are you?" An old and hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind everyone, startling everyone present. ()

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