After Wu Tian left, Liu Ying was still sitting next to Shao Fei.

Zhao Fei was a little impatient and asked, "What is written on the note?"

Shao Fei exhaled: "I thought of a story, do you want to hear it?"

"I want to listen, I want to listen."

Liu Ying was very happy, but Zhao Fei looked helpless. He knew Shao Fei and would not tell a good story in this situation.

Shao Fei said: "It is said that a long time ago, a young elephant saw seven abandoned children in the field.

The elephants worked hard to raise them, but the seven children grew up to start their own families and left their adoptive mothers. But every time they encounter a setback or fail, the seven children will go home to the mother elephant and ask for food. Mom always did her best to give all the food she had.

Later, the seven children begged the mother elephant for food, and the elephant broke his precious ivory to help them and gave it to the most beloved children to sell for money.

In the end, the elephant's mother lost her teeth and was unable to defend herself, and was eventually attacked and killed by other wild beasts, and several children regretted it. ”

Liu Ying was very sad after hearing it, but Zhao Fei heard what Shao Fei meant, he was complaining about the people.

Zhao Fei knocked on the table and asked, "What do you mean?"

Shao Fei replied: "I don't mean to complain, I just feel sad. If we are destroyed by the devil, the people will regret it like those seven children. ”

Zhao Fei and Liu Ying entered into contemplation after hearing this, and Shao Fei said again, "I'm sorry, I can only fight, and those aspects are a little disjointed." But we can't blame the people for today's events, we can only blame ourselves. The ties between the troops and the people are insufficient, and the ideological education of the people is not in place, so that the devils are taking advantage of them today. ”

Liu Ying whispered in Shao Fei's ear: "You must be thinking in your heart, our brainwashing of the people is not in place, right?"

"What does brainwashing mean?" Liu Ying's words were heard by Zhao Fei, and he felt that it was not a good word.

Shao Fei explained with a smile: "Brainwashing is the meaning of washing away old thoughts and injecting new thoughts. ”

Liu Ying rolled her eyes at Shao Fei, knowing that he was fooling Zhao Fei again.

In the afternoon, everyone was anxiously waiting. Wu Tianyue's current focus is on pacifying the people who want the remains of the soldiers. The person Shao Fei had to wait for was Yang Hongtao, and the note he gave to Shao Fei wrote: The money will arrive in the afternoon, and the equipment will be exchanged.

Because of the time relationship, Yang Hongtao is completely cut first and then played. He understands Shao Fei and will definitely agree. The loss of equipment is small, but the loss of the trust of the people is great.

"Where's our money?"

"yes."

"I've been waiting for a day."

“……”

The people were a little impatient to wait, and they had a feeling of being deceived.

"Waiting, okay? Come right away. Wu Tianyue patiently comforted the people.

In the conference room, Zhao Fei was more anxious than anyone else. This thing was completely done by himself, and he was kind enough to ask the people to leave with peace of mind, but he didn't expect this to be the result.

"I'd better go out, it's not a way for a big captain to hide."

Zhao Fei stood up and wanted to leave. Shao Fei hurriedly stopped: "You can't go out." Those people are coming at you, and as soon as you go out, you will become the target of public criticism, and the situation will be out of control. We don't anticipate what those people will do or say in any way. You are the chief officer, there are some things you can't lose, you will lose your prestige. ”

After Shao Fei's persuasion, Zhao Fei reluctantly sat back in his position.

Time passed minute by minute, and everyone was still anxiously waiting for Yang Hongtao. It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that Yang Hongtao rode a fast horse back to the station. Then he carried two large boxes to see Shao Fei.

"I'm back."

Yang Hongtao panted and put the two large boxes on the table and said, "There are two thousand oceans here, but the way is not necessarily clean. ”

Zhao Fei asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Yang Hongtao replied: "I went to the bandits to get them, but I had to use thirty guns, two light machine guns, and two mortars for them." I know it's more than that, but it's all they have. ”

Zhao Fei was a little angry and knocked on the table: "You make it clear, you dare to sell equipment to bandits?" ”

Yang Hongtao explained: "Although they are bandits, they are also a team that fights devils. Their boss had a great friendship with my father, and he didn't want to be a traitor, so he fell into the grass. Captain, we can lose everything, but we can't lose the hearts of the people. ”

Shao Fei laughed on the side after hearing this: "I thought of a line: There are two oceans, you know that one is noble and the other is filthy." My captain, very timely, very handled, first deal with a set of said. We don't have time now, and a lot of people are waiting to dig up the graves. ”

"Okay."

Zhao Fei asked Yang Hongtao to take the front to Wu Tianyue and Qiangzi, and asked them to deal with the issue of compensation for cattle and sheep first.

After an hour, the brigade repaid the loss of cattle and sheep one by one according to the IOUs in the hands of the people. Now there are more than 100 people left who want to bring the remains of their loved ones home for burial.

At this time, Shao Fei and Zhao Fei walked out of the room in the conference room, after all, those people were the families of the martyrs, and it was really unreasonable to show up.

Zhao Fei looked at these people, each showing a sad expression, and his mood became heavy.

"Fellows, I know your heart is heavy. They are also my comrades-in-arms, my brothers, and my relatives, and my heart is as heavy as yours. They all died on the battlefield to defend their homes and defend the country, they are all heroes, they are all revolutionary martyrs, so let them be buried in the ground? ”

Zhao Fei tried his best to make his words plain so that these family members could understand, but Zhao Fei's touching words did not have much effect.

"No, I can't. You have bad feng shui here, we have to bring people back for burial. ”

"Yes, if you are buried here, you can't be reincarnated in the next life, you can only become a lonely ghost."

"Let's take it back, we don't want the consolation money, we only have the remains of our loved ones."

“……”

Shao Fei couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward and asked, "Who told you this?" ”

A man stepped forward and replied: "An old Taoist priest, what he said is reasonable. I know you Eighth Route Army don't believe this, but we do. Please, can we bring the body back with peace of mind?"

Feudal superstition kills people, and Shao Fei can only be helpless, because dealing with these things is not his forte.

"Buddha Mita, who said that the feng shui here is not good?"

A monk stepped out of the crowd. Shao Fei immediately recognized that the person was the old monk who was by the river.

The old monk walked up to the crowd and said, "The poor monk is the abbot of Qinghua Temple. ”

The crowd began to talk to each other. Qinghua Temple is a famous temple in the western part of Jinxi, where the monks are all high-ranking monks, and these people can't help but have a respect for the old monks.

The old monk said, "I came here early in the morning to see the cemetery in Xishan. The position sits in the west and faces east, and the east is also water, endless. Its position is sandwiched between two mountains, and there is no mountain in front of it, which is the position of the dragon's head, and it wants to have the potential of the green dragon to explore the sea. Those buried here will not be blessed in the next life. ”

An old man stepped forward, folded his hands, bent down in respect, and asked, "Abbot, this is true." ”

The old monk nodded: "The monks don't speak. ”

The people believed the old monk's words, and the matter was over. Zhao Fei also took the opportunity to give the rest of the money to everyone as a pension.

Shao Fei called the old monk aside and asked with a smile, "Are you really a monk of Qinghua Temple?" Also, do you really know Feng Shui? ”

The old monk smiled: "Is it important for the donor to be empty?" As for Feng Shui, the old monk didn't know anything. When a person dies, all that is left is a skin, so what does it matter where he is buried? It's just that sentient beings are too obsessed with it, adding fearless troubles in vain. ”

Shao Fei sighed and said jokingly: "They are not lightly fooled by you." ”

The old monk smiled again: "What is fooling? A lie can save people from suffering, and for the old monk, it is a good deed. At that time, a piece of bread and a few oceans of the donor were planted with good causes, so that today's old monk can help with the good fruits. ”

Shao Fei smiled and said nothing, and the old monk stretched out his hand in front of Shao Fei.

"Monk, what does this mean?"

"Donor, turn money into money."

Shao Fei laughed. Whether this old monk got a monk or a charlatan, Shao Fei has not yet figured it out. But at least he did the troops a great favor and calmed the people's hearts. So, Shao Fei and Zhao Fei discussed, gave the old monk ten oceans, and asked him to stay for one night.

"The murderous aura here is too heavy, and it's still a leisurely wandering."

After speaking, the old monk walked away and left the station.

Zhao Fei looked at the back of the old monk and said, "A monk? Shao Fei, isn't ten oceans too much? ”

Shao Fei replied: "It's helped us so much, ten yuan is not much." Sow good causes, and you will reap good results. Maybe one day, we'll meet again. ”

(End of chapter)

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