Several times in dreams

Chapter 55
When Qian San brought the Japanese to the backyard, Meng Wanying and her husband were standing in front of their small granary, covered in mud and mud.

Jiang Shi also followed, and was shocked to see this scene.

"Wen Jun! Wanying, what are you doing?"

"Mom! It's raining too much. Wen Jun and I are afraid that water will get under the granary, so we want to paste it with mud. This is newly harvested grain!"

Meng Wanying wiped the rainwater off her face and shouted at Jiang.

The rain in summer comes and goes quickly, and the rain stops in a blink of an eye, and the ground is covered with muddy water. When the Japanese heard that it was food, their eyes lit up.

"Yosie, open the door!"

Meng Wanying reluctantly opened her hands to protect the granary, Wen Jun begged, "Captain Qian, this is my family's annual ration."

Little Japan's eyes widened, "Ba Ga!" He drew out his pistol.

Meng Wanying was so frightened that she quickly hugged her head, and Wen Jun raised her hands.

The faces of the two were covered in mud. Seeing their distressed appearance, the little Japanese burst out laughing.

The granary was opened, and all fifty sacks of wheat were snatched away.

This is really an unexpected harvest, and the people from Little Japan and the security team happily carried the wheat away.

Meng Wanying and Wen Jun's legs softened and they sat on the ground. They looked at each other and smiled, tacit understanding.

The Jiang family thought that the two children were frightened out of their wits, and hurriedly said, Wen Junwanying, it's nothing if the food is robbed, as long as people are fine, didn't we hide the food elsewhere!
Meng Wanying told Wen Jun that only the husband and wife should know about this matter, and it is better not to let too many people know about it, so as not to leak the news.

Wen Jun quickly got up from the ground, "Yes, yes, mother is right! There is no limit to the road, we still have food in other places, don't worry!"

After everyone tidied up the yard and went back to their rooms, Meng Wanying made a bowl of egg syrup and asked Wen Jun to lift the stone slab covering the cellar.

Hu Zhenjiang has already woken up, and he has fully heard the scene just now.

"Fellow townspeople, thank you so much! I'm really sorry that you exchanged your own food for my safety. I still have a little money on me, so you can use it first."

Meng Wanying quickly waved her hands, how could this happen?We are not in it for the money!
"I know that you are not doing it for money, but there are regulations in the organization that you cannot take needles from ordinary people. When I go back, I will definitely compensate you in the future."

"Don't talk so much, come on! Drink this bowl of sugar water first, you see how much blood you bleed..."

"It's okay, it's just a skin trauma, the bullet passed through, and didn't hurt the bone."

"Then do you want to find a doctor to show you?"

"No need, the fewer people who know the better, it will be safer for you! Brother and sister-in-law, help me find some wine later. It would be even better if there were charcoal fire and a knife. My wound needs to be treated."

"Yes, yes, I have them at home. I'll find them for you now." Wen Jun hurriedly left.

"Little brother, you need to heal your injury before you can leave. Don't be afraid. You will stay in the cellar of my house. No one will find out. From now on, open the stone slabs to ventilate when no one is around at night, and cover them in the morning before dawn."

"Thank you, sister-in-law. I have to leave after three days at most. I have other tasks. Besides, if I stay at your house for a long time, it will bring you danger."

Just as he was talking, Chen Wenjun brought all the things needed to treat the wound.

Hu Zhenjiang took off his shirt, leaving only a cotton vest. He poured wine on the wound first, and Meng Wanying frowned when she saw the pain.

But Hu Zhenjiang didn't say a word, and then put the knife on the fire until it burned red. Meng Wanying and Wen Jun didn't know what he was going to do.

Hu Zhenjiang put the red-hot knife on the wound, and there was a sizzling sound, only green smoke came out, and a burnt smell permeated the entire cellar.

"Ah!" It was the unprepared Meng Wanying who screamed.

Hu Zhenjiang closed his eyes tightly and trembled from the pain, but he never said a word.

"What... what is this for?" Chen Wenjun asked with a trembling voice.

Hu Zhenjiang took down the knife, and the wound was scorched.

"To prevent wound infection and tetanus infection, there is no way!"

Chen Wenjun hurriedly took out a roll of bandages and some Yunnan Baiyao powder, which were left over when Wenxiu learned to do carpentry and cut her hands last time.

Hu Zhenjiang's eyes lit up, "Hey, fellow, why does your house have everything!"

Chen Wenjun smiled, sprinkled the powder on Hu Zhenjiang, and wrapped the bandage.

"Your clothes are full of blood, shall I wash them for you?" Meng Wanying reached for the clothes that Hu Zhenjiang had taken off, and saw a mole on Hu Zhenjiang's left shoulder.

"You have a stranger's clothes at home, so it's easy to be found, burn them! Just help me find a piece of clothes that my elder brother doesn't wear."

Meng Wanying felt that Hu Zhenjiang was young, but he was very considerate, and she admired him very much.

The two left the cellar, covered the stone slabs, and returned to the room.

It was almost dinner time, and Mother Su was busy in the kitchen when Meng Wanying sneaked into the kitchen.

"Mother Su, I want to eat chicken noodle soup. It's raining today and I feel a little cold."

Meng Wanying hadn't acted coquettishly for a long time, and she actually found it a little funny.

"Ah? Have you caught a cold? Let me make you a bowl of ginger water first."

Mother Su was anxious when she heard this.

"No, it's not that serious, I just want to eat chicken noodle soup, find an excuse."

Meng Wanying stuck out her tongue and made a grimace.

"You, you are still as naughty as you were when you were a child! It's not easy to want to eat chicken noodle soup. I'll kill one for you now, and you can eat it in a while."

Mother Su smiled and went to the chicken pen to catch chickens.

Meng Wanying waved to her room, Wen Jun secretly took the bloody coat, ran a few steps into the kitchen, and threw it into the stove.

At night, when everyone was asleep, Meng Wanying filled a large bowl of chicken noodle soup, plus a chicken leg, and brought it to the cellar, while Wen Jun watched the wind outside.

Under the candlelight, Hu Zhenjiang ate voraciously. He hadn't eaten all day. In the blink of an eye, Hu Zhenjiang ate everything.

Meng Wanying looked at him like she was her own brother, "Brother, eat slowly, don't choke."

Hu Zhenjiang wiped his mouth, a little embarrassed, "Sister-in-law, I'm really hungry... I haven't eaten such delicious noodles for a long time, sister-in-law, your craftsmanship is really good! It tastes like my mother's. "

"How can I make such delicious noodles? My nanny Su Mama made it, but don't worry, I told her that I wanted to eat it, and she didn't know about you."

"Mama Su?" Hu Zhenjiang was thoughtful.

After Meng Wanying and his wife left, Hu Zhenjiang fell into memories.

Hu Zhenjiang has never seen his mother since he was 17 years old when his father sent him to the boat gang to run with the boss of the boat.

In the summer of running the boat, there was a severe flood, and the water level of the canal continued to rise. When we walked near Weishan Lake, a strong wind suddenly blew up on the water surface, with high winds and strong waves, and the boat capsized.

Hu Zhenjiang's water quality was not good, he sank after a few thumps, the boss of the boat was only trying to escape for his own life, so he couldn't control him, he was about to pay for his life.

When he woke up from his daze, he found that he was lying on a small boat, and a middle-aged man was looking at him with a smile.

Old Hu, a fisherman in Weishan Lake, rescued him. Hu Zhenjiang thought of his biological father who sold him, and his mother who had no time to take care of him. Forget it, let him be dead.

From then on, he changed his surname to Hu, worshiped Lao Hu as his adoptive father, named Hu Zhenjiang, and stayed in Weishan Lake.

Lao Hu led Hu Zhenjiang to fish and hunt birds, and practiced marksmanship every day, until one day, Lao Hu was killed by Japanese devils while selling fish.

On that day, Hu Zhenjiang swore a poisonous oath to kill all the Japanese devils!
He took the initiative to join the guerrillas.

(End of this chapter)