Chapter Ninety-Three: The Juggling Garden

On the night of Huo Xiaoshan's father and son's reunion, the father and son talked together for a long time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As Huo Xiaoshan guessed, Huo Yuan and Liu Erpole returned to the village to find that the village had been slaughtered, and they met Song Zijun who returned to the village.

Huo Yuan went to the deep mountains and old forests and did not find Huo Xiaoshan, who was forced into the sinkhole by the Japanese army, and in a fit of anger, he and Liu Erpole broke into the RB barracks. After Liu Erpole was killed, Huo Yuan and his wife could only return to Song Zijun's maiden home Nanjing.

Huo Yuan couldn't stop the pain of losing his son, so he returned to the Northwest Army and became an officer.

It didn't take long to catch up with the Battle of the Great Wall, Huo Yuan relied on his outstanding marksmanship and martial arts, and led the broadsword team he formed, which became famous in the white-knuckle battle with the devil, and his old superiors, who already admired him very much, took this opportunity to promote him to the head of the regiment again.

And Huo Xiaoshan naturally told his father about his experience after the breakup, about flying into the sinkhole with a snowboard, about borrowing Hai Dongqing to get out of trouble, about the graves of the whole village he saw when he returned to the village, about robbing the devil's gold, about meeting Zhou Liebao and Murong Pei, about meeting the Anti-Japanese Federation, about blowing up the devil's arms train, and about using the remaining ammunition of **** on the Great Wall to blow up the RB pursuers......

Huo Xiaoshan also showed his father the treasures he carried with him, the flying wing crossbow that could fire three arrows in a row, the Yanling knife that sharpened iron like clay, the box cannon that could shoot ten bullets, and even the jade seal of the Emperor of Manchukuo that caused countless turmoil, these things were all in the burden that Huo Xiaoshan carried with him.

Huo Yuan was also proud of his son in his heart after hearing this, and when he saw his son's eyebrows and thickened lips, he deeply thought that his son had indeed grown up.

And Huo Xiaoshan mentioned the experience of encountering the master Bo Song Caichen again.

Huo Yuan's parents died since he was a child, and he grew up in the division since he was a child, and he was closest to his senior brother, and this unexpected encounter made Huo Yuan sigh, but he didn't know when his senior brother would meet.

The story was short and the story was long, and by the time the father and son had said this, it was already dawning outside the house.

Huo Yuan asked his son to sleep well, and when he was rested, he sent someone to lead him and the little girl named Murong to have a good time in TJ for a few days, and then he could go to Nanjing to see his mother-in-law Song Zijun.

In the private room on the second floor of a restaurant in TJ Wei, Huo Xiaoshan, Murong Pei, and two people from the 29th Army were having lunch.

These two people, one platoon commander and one soldier, were the bodyguards and guides sent by Huo Yuan to the two of them.

Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei have been shopping at TJ Wei for two days.

For those who come from the three eastern provinces, everything here is new.

TJ Wei is known as the ferry of the Son of Heaven, with a long history, and the cultural landscape is far from being comparable to the mountains and forests of the three eastern provinces that are similar to the wilderness.

For example, when they were shopping in the ghost market, they watched people do business and put their hands in each other's sleeves to bargain, and they also learned, although neither of them wore long sleeves, but they were also very happy, and according to others, it was also called swallowing gold in their sleeves.

They ate twist flowers on the 18th Street, went to eat fried cakes in an ear-eye alley by the bridge outside the North Gate of TJ Wei, and went to the Drum Tower to see the big clock weighing more than one ton......

And now they are eating a local special dish under the initiative of the guide sent to them by Huo Yuan, which is pasted and boiled with small fish.

Huo Xiaoshan reached out and picked up an oval cake made of yellow cornmeal, took a bite, and exclaimed: "It's so fragrant!" Ouch! It's hot! ”

But he was reluctant to put it down, and hurriedly held the dumpling back and forth alternately with both hands, and the funny monkey anxious appearance made everyone, including the guy who served the dish, laugh.

"What are you in a hurry, you don't look like you're in a hurry." Murong Pei said with a small mouth beside him.

"You don't know, ouch, it's so hot, this dumpling is the same as my mother making potstickers." Huo Xiaoshan was eating and blowing with his mouth.

Huo Xiaoshan's mind has obviously matured compared to other teenagers in the past year, and it is rare for him to look like a monkey like this, but when he saw this dumpling, he remembered the old lady Song Zijun, so he behaved like this.

"Don't just look at me, girl, the two big brothers are eating too." Huo Xiaoshan was a little embarrassed when he saw these three people just watching him eat.

The remaining three people also began to eat.

The platoon commander's surname is Wang, he is a local, and it is precisely because he is a local Huo Yuan that he will let him be a guide for Huo Xiaoshan and them.

When he saw Huo Xiaoshan's appearance, he also secretly praised in his heart, this Huo Tuan saw that he was the same as our brothers, enduring hardships and sharing weal and woe, and even his son was so straightforward, what a father.

This girl's meal was already small, not to mention that Murong Pei bought all kinds of snacks along the way, and her mouth was not idle, so she quickly finished eating.

She saw that Huo Xiaoshan was still eating there, so she stood up and looked at the window.

There was an endless stream of people on the street, and the shouting of all kinds of TJ accents came and went, which sounded very interesting to Murong Pei.

She saw a different scene on the other side of the street, with a lot of people gathered together, faintly the sound of gongs, and saw that there were many people in the nearest place in a big circle, and there was a small thing jumping, and if you looked closely, it looked like a monkey.

"Brother Wang, what are those people doing on the other side of the street?" Murong Pei turned around and asked.

"That's a juggling garden." Platoon Commander Wang didn't stand up, so he replied.

TJ Wei is big, but it is very familiar to locals.

"Xiao Shanzi, do you see if it's a monkey, let's go and see the monkey?" Murong Pei continued.

"Monkey tricks?" Huo Xiaoshan had already finished eating at this time, so he also leaned to the window to look.

"What a monkey." Huo Xiaoshan said, "Let's go, let's take a look." ”

However, when they looked at the platoon commander again, the platoon commander showed embarrassment on his face.

"What's wrong?" Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei also saw the difference.

"On the other side of the street is the territory of the RB devils." Platoon Commander Wang said.

Although the government is weak, the anti-Japanese sentiment of the lower-level officers and soldiers is increasing day by day, and the staggered garrison situation has led to constant conflicts between the two sides.

A few days ago, the 1st Division of the 29th Army also fought with the RB people, and there were dozens of people on each side, and they fought each other to a bloody death, and they won and lost each other.

Of course, Platoon Commander Wang was not afraid of devils, but he didn't want to really encounter any conflict and hurt Young Master Huo and Miss Murong.

"It's okay, let's just go and see without causing trouble." Huo Xiaoshan said.

Platoon Commander Wang looked at the expectant looks of the two children, and indirectly heard that the regiment commander's son came from the mountains, and it is estimated that he had never seen juggling, so he felt a little soft in his heart when he thought about it.

"Cheng, let's go and see." Platoon Leader Wang wiped his mouth and stood up.

"Let's go, let's watch the monkeys." Murong Pei happily pulled Huo Xiaoshan and ran downstairs.