In the winter night, in a village that had been swept by the Japanese army, Huo Xiaoshan led his already grown team to rest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The reason for the growth is very simple, the gold, silver, copper, iron, and stone locks rescued by Shen Jiabao and the other two Huai disciples Ben'er all joined his team without fighting.

Every house in the village had been searched, and the open and secret sentinels had been dispatched, so that the soldiers who had been marching for a day were resting peacefully, and there was a slight snoring in some of the houses.

Shen Chong is very happy today, because killing devils is crazy.

He is not as calm as Huo Xiaoshan when fighting, and he will remember how many bullets he killed in battle, how many bullets were used by the Japanese army, and how many were left in the chamber.

All he knew was that the process of killing the invaders with the knife into the flesh made him excited.

So, he had just gotten rid of this excitement, and he was sleepy.

The reckless man in the same room as him had fallen asleep, and this guy was simple-minded, and he could have stayed on without a pillow when he should have been asleep.

Shen Chong was cushioned with a door panel and sheep grass, and a small piece of log that had been burned by the fire was pillowed.

In the darkness, he heard the sound of the little stone next to him turning over, and knew that he must not have fallen asleep, so he asked, "Little stone, what are you thinking about if you don't sleep?" ”

A day of fighting, killing a common enemy, a similar age, and a common martial prowess have made them familiar with each other.

Little Stone lay on his side with one arm under his head, his eyes shining in the night.

He heard Shen Chong say "hmm" but didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "The boss said that your father and mother were all killed by the Japanese?" ”

This is the army, although Huo Xiaoshan is still a soldier's attire, he is the recognized leader of his soldiers, no one calls him a chief, but no one will call his leader by his name, so the common word "head" in the colloquial language has become the soldier's exclusive title for Huo Xiaoshan, and Xiaoshi has also become a local custom.

"Yes." Shen Chong replied, "The head of the father is a brigade commander, he was martyred in defending Beiping last year, his mother was killed in Nanjing, and my father and mother were killed when they resisted the devils." ”

Shen Chong naturally wouldn't talk too much about these two things.

The little stone snorted again.

"What's wrong, your father and mother too?" Shen Chong asked.

When Shen Chonghuo Xiaoshan recruited Xiaoshi as a soldier, he only knew from the conversation between Xiaoshi and the white-haired old lady that he had not been in that village for long because his relatives had been killed.

"It's not my father, it's my mother and my sister, my father died of illness when I was five years old." Little Stone said.

"Hmm." This time it was Shen Chong who replied, "Then you are better than me, and you have a younger sister, and my brother is the only one in my family, I am especially envious of the many brothers and sisters in other people, and they are not lonely." ”

After being silent for a while, Xiao Shi said: "Whether it is strong or not is the same now, there is only one brother left." ”

"If you want me to say that you just think too much about bad things, and stuffy yourself like a stone, say something happy, I just met Shen Chong and he was like this bear at the beginning." The dung ball huddled in the corner suddenly interjected.

He was also just a little sleepy when he was refreshed by the two of them.

The dung ball was so small that it was inconspicuous everywhere, and he was curled up in a corner of the room, covered with a Japanese officer's yellow tweed coat, and the knee-length coat of the other man was perfectly usable to him.

Shen Chong ignored what the dung ball said about himself, and instead said to Xiao Shi, "Tell me about your sister." ”

In Shen Chong's opinion, there are still a few people who can say such things to themselves, such as Huo Xiaoshan, such as dung balls, such as fools, such as reckless men, such as dead fat...... Forget it, there's nothing to do with that damn fat man, he doesn't say he wants to smoke him.

"My family has always been on the north bank of the Yangtze River, my sister is two years younger than me, and she has been very sticky to me since she was a child, and she follows me wherever I do." The little stone fell into memory.

"When I was a child, I was naughty and ignorant, so I annoyed her like a little tail, and she screamed every day, "brother, brother", "brother, ”

"Sometimes I can't stand it and give her a handful, and she can't complain to my mother when she cries, and she always follows me."

"Because I always beat her, my mother beat me no less."

"One time, I beat her to tears again, and I was facing the door, and she leaned against the door and cried so much that she cried."

"I was getting angry, my sister suddenly called my brother again, I glared, but my sister said, brother run, our mother is coming to beat you again behind you!"

"I haven't touched my sister's finger since I started this."

"Later, I went out to learn martial arts, but when I came back, my mother and sister were killed by the little devils who crossed the river."

Little Stone finished speaking of his sister in the dark, and silence returned to the room.

But the silence was only a moment, and in the silence there was the sound of the dung ball purring his nose, and in the darkness the dung ball wiped his face fiercely, and he didn't know whether it was snot or tears, and said: "I grass, you call this a happy thing?" It made me cry! ”

"Don't say it, let's go to sleep, Xiaoshanzi will come back and see that if we don't sleep, we should be talked about." Shen Chong said in a voice that was no different from usual, but only he knew that cold teardrops had slipped from the corners of his eyes, and he also missed his father.

The reckless man next to him was still asleep, smacking his lips in his sleep, and he didn't know if he dreamed of braised pork or chicken thighs.

This made Shen Chong even more irritable, and he had no heart to play, and when he woke up tomorrow, he had to cut him again!

The room was really quiet this time, and no one said anything more.

In the darkness of the winter night outside the door of the house, there was a person standing quietly at this time, it was Huo Xiaoshan who came back from the checkout.

It had been a while since Huo Xiaoshan came back, and through the broken door panel, he had already heard Xiao Shi's words, and the words made him feel touched and didn't go in.

These days, he has been fighting on the battlefield of blood and fire, and now that he is calm down, Huo Xiaoshan also misses his father and mother.

The mother recited the Buddha well, Huo Xiaoshan believed that she must have gone where she wanted to go.

But where is Daddy? I don't know if there are devils in the other world to fight.

The small mountain village in my childhood, the warm embrace of my mother, the sound of the flute in the moonlit night, the hard stubble that my father pierced his face, and the carefree crazy play in the mountains and wilderness of the northern country, but unfortunately, I can't go back, is this the price of growth?

I don't know where Yaya is or what she is doing, her father and mother are gone, and she is the only closest person to her.

Huo Xiaoshan didn't know that on the afternoon of the day they beat the devil, a beautiful girl was under a banner with a sickle axe, solemnly clenched her fists and said, "I volunteer to join the Communist Party of China" (to be continued). )