The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 553 There is a well in the middle of the house!
"Our people all live on the first floor, and we are not allowed to go up to the second floor. That is the master's bedroom. I'm sorry for He Liang's kindness." Shang Zhen glanced at the thirty or so soldiers under his command.

No one raised any objection. The kennels of the rich man’s house are more elegant than the master bedroom of the poor man’s house. Soldiers who live in the wind and sleep outside can be satisfied with a house that is sheltered from the wind and cold.

"Old Uncle Wang and I live on the second floor, which is convenient for looking into the distance." Shang Zhen said again.

Still no one raised objections, just because the soldiers recognized Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao as their officers.

As officers, Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao had some special treatment, at least in the eyes of the soldiers, it was a matter of course.

Although they didn't agree with Shang Zhen's reasons in their hearts.

Don't talk about "all beings are equal" or "princes and generals are better than each other", Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao's authority among the soldiers was fought one after another through battles.

Although Wang Laomao always swears and curses, he has never beaten any soldier. Compared with those junior officers who pay attention to "three golds and three skins" nowadays, Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao are definitely considered Incorruptible.

Three gold, gold watch, gold glasses, gold pen.

Three leathers, leather shoes, belts, leather leggings.

Gold watches are mostly Rogner or Roman watches, gold pens refer to Parker, belts are a symbol of an officer's status, and leather shoes and leggings are warm and stylish after wearing.

"Ju Hongxia is the only female soldier. Since you refuse to leave us, then you can live in the attic." Shang Zhen said again.

Of course, Shang Zhen had asked Ju Hongxia for her opinion.

After entering Nanjing City, in front of other soldiers, Shang Zhen once asked Ju Hongxia, saying that we are all people who march and fight, and we might be heroic at some point, are you sure you want to follow us?
At that time, Ju Hongxia didn't say too much, but only gave a very positive answer. As for the reason, Shang Zhen didn't ask.

The soldiers still have no objection to Shang Zhen's arrangement for Ju Hongxia.

After serving in the army for three years, a sow competes with Diaochan, not to mention that Ju Hongxia is not a sow but Diaochan.

The man is really a strange animal. No matter how much he suffers and suffers, the soldiers can feel that the bloody and boring combat career has added a little more color when they see Ju Hongxia's swaying figure. Come.

Now that the matter had been settled, Shang Zhen, Wang Laomao, and Ju Hongxia went up the stairs to the second floor.

Since Shang Zhen and the others have moved in temporarily, of course they have seen the whole building. There is a small attic above the second floor, which was originally a storage room.

But Ju Hongxia is a woman, so it doesn't matter if she marches and fights, but it's not easy to live with male soldiers when there is no war.

Ju Hongxia was very happy to have a separate room for herself, so she found a broom and cleaned the small attic a little.

At this time, Old Mao Wang laughed at Shang Zhen and gave Shang Zhen a thumbs-up, and then he went to the bedroom on the second floor, picked up a set of satin quilts and went to the small attic.

Shang Zhen didn't seem to notice this, he just stood in the corridor and looked into the distance, as if he was really looking into the distance.

At this time, Ju Hongxia's voice came from the small attic: "Oh, the bedding of the owner's house is not good, is it?"

"What's wrong? Since we live here, what belongs to his family belongs to ours!" That was Old Mao Wang's answer.

Old Mao Wang was still full of banditry when he answered, and now Shang Zhen, who was standing on the second floor, heard something ambiguous.

A smile flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he remembered a sentence, tell Bajie to find his grandson, first-class love first-class!
This old bandit in his forties is dating a policewoman in her twenties, a father-daughter relationship?Or Twilight Love?Or is Wang Laomao really old enough to be Ju Hongxia's father?But so what?Rich people take concubines, which concubines are not young and beautiful, Shang Zhen has no objection to this, heh, he can't control this part!
Just when Shang Zhen was secretly amused, he suddenly heard Old Mao Wang's exclamation from outside the door.

With the instinct of a soldier, Shang Zhen rushed out as soon as he opened the door, and at this moment he saw Old Mao Wang standing in a small room at the end of the corridor, yelling!
"What's the matter? What can scare my old Uncle Wang like this?" Shang Zhen rushed into the small room, and he was relieved when he saw that Old Mao Wang was fine.

"Look, there is a well here!" Wang Laomao pointed to the place against the wall in the small single room where three or four people could stand.

Shang Zhen saw that there was a mahogany barrel sitting on the ground, the wooden lid on it was opened again, and a porcelain box was hung against the wall.

The well that Wang Laomao mentioned refers to the fact that there is still a puddle of water in the middle and lower part of the wooden barrel.

Shang Zhen was also blindsided by what Wang Laomao said.

But he instinctively knew that this wooden barrel could not be a well, but he knew that rich people in big cities all use tap water!

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the small single room, and it was Ju Hongxia who also came down from the attic when she heard Old Mao Wang's cry.

And Ju Hongxia just walked to the door and said with a smile: "Where is there a well? This is a toilet!"

Um?Shang Zhen took another look at the extremely well-crafted wooden barrel and suddenly came to his senses.

He had actually seen descriptions of flush toilets in newspapers, but this was the first time he had seen the real thing. He thought that Old Mao Wang didn't read newspapers and had never seen them before, so he made a fuss.

At this time, Old Mao Wang also reacted, and he became embarrassing. In order to get rid of the embarrassment, he deliberately beat his chest and said, "You really don't know how to live, and the fat doesn't flow into the fields of outsiders, don't you understand?"

Hearing what Wang Laomao said, Xie Hongxia glanced coquettishly at Wang Laomao, and then she turned around and went back to the attic.

Shang Zhen was watching from the side.

Just now Ju Hongxia glanced at Wang Laomao with both amused and reproachful eyes, and Wang Laomao looked at Ju Hongxia's swaying three-body posture walking posture, people are stupid!

I'm an honest man, I'm just a log, I don't see anything!

Shang Zhen, who was also amazed by Ju Hongxia's smile, reminded himself, and then he also turned and went back to his room.

Since Shang Zhen and the others lived in a small western-style building from a wealthy family, they naturally had no shortage of rice and noodles.

When it was time for dinner, everyone stretched out their hands. As the saying goes, they have enough food and clothing by themselves, but it was the first time in these days that they ate a good quality and filling rice.

At night, this small western-style building originally had electric lights, but Shang Zhen didn't allow everyone to use them, and didn't allow them to make any lights. After all, they settled in privately under He Liang's light, and didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble .

As the sky was getting dark, Shang Zhen was lying on the floor in the room, and Old Mao Wang lay down on the big bed without any hesitation.

Although Wang Laomao has cleaned himself up, his demeanor is no different from that of a bandit.

Just when Wang Laomao thought that Shang Zhen was going to sleep, Wang Laomao saw that Shang Zhen suddenly got up again, and even got to the big bed he was lying on, bulging (drumming).

"Why don't you sleep in that drum mound?" Wang Laomao asked.

"Recently, the little devil's cannon made my ears ring a little bit. I grabbed some cotton and plugged my ears." Shang Zhen replied nonchalantly.

Um?Old Mao Wang couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but then he came back to it.

As for Shang Zhen's words, Wang Laomao was both moved and speechless. Everyone has had tinnitus, but stuffing cotton in the ears can cure tinnitus. I have never heard of this. Is this a folk remedy?
As night fell, perhaps the cotton could really cure tinnitus, Shang Zhen soon fell asleep, and Hu Zhuzi's voice came from downstairs talking in sleep, "Come on, brothers!"

And at this moment, a figure on the second floor moved, and the door of the room was opened silently, and then the sound went up to the attic.

(End of this chapter)