The War of Resistance

As the sun went down, Solo Fei and Er Huanzi went back to their respective companies.

After a while, the darkness of the night will fall. For the officers and soldiers of the 337 brigade who are entering the rest period, this is a rare peace and tranquility.

The only fly in the ointment is that, from time to time, the groans of the wounded can be heard in a certain courtyard in the town.

Those were the seriously wounded they suffered in the last battle, not to mention the Northeast Army, the entire Chinese army is short of medicine and medicine.

Penicillin, also known as penicillin in later generations, cannot be produced in China nowadays. On the black market in Shanghai, where this drug can be obtained, the price of penicillin is already comparable to gold, and this must be obtained by those who make the drug. .

Therefore, for these seriously wounded, there was no difference between the penicillin and the legendary panacea, and basically they lost their desire to live.

It's just that this is war, and this is the life of different people. It is the moon that shines on Jiuzhou, how many families are happy and how many are sad, how many couples are in the same tent, and how many families are wandering outside?

At this time, Wang Laomao and his young daughter-in-law Ju Hongxia were immersed in the joy of reuniting after a long absence.

The two of them justifiably hid on the haystack in the family's woodshed.

The reason why the name is justified is not only that everyone thinks that although Ju Hongxia is much younger than Wang Laomao, no one questions the legitimacy of the two of them being together!

That is to say, no matter how unsuitable the two are, it cannot be said that Ju Hongxia is not Mrs. Wang's woman, and no Northeast person can say that the two of them are messing around!

And another justifiable reason is that the two of them were together in this dilapidated firewood house, but it was Wang Laomao who spent money to rent this firewood house from the owner's house, even though it was only for one night.

When Old Mao Wang gave the owner the money, he said, I will rent your firewood house for one night, and I will stay with my wife.

Money can always solve a lot of things, so what can the owner say after collecting the money? Although his eyes fell on Ju Hongxia's swollen belly in confusion.

Old Mao Wang gave the money to the master in front of many soldiers.

And his behavior also showed that he stayed with his wife for a night justifiably, so others would not be able to chew his tongue behind his back.

At this time, Ju Hongxia looked at Wang Mao with affection, and her uniquely feminine and gentle hands were stroking Wang Laomao's thin old face full of wrinkles.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but Ju Hongxia is willing to follow Mrs. Wang.

In the eyes of others, the same old hat is a beard, a bum, and an old hooligan, but in her eyes, it is a man's domineering, dare to take responsibility, and that kind of maturity. She relies on this sense of security, and she is willing to give Mr. Wang hat as a woman.

As for Wang Laomao, his hand had already been inserted into Ju Hongxia's lapel.

What he touched was not only his wife's smooth skin, he was experiencing the little life behind that smooth and delicate skin.

It was the seed planted by Wang Laomao, and it was growing up now. He had already thought about it, and when the child was born, he would name the child Wang Xiaomao.

That kid Wang Xiaomao must be like him in every way. He is more handsome than him when he was young, he looks rougher, and he is more ruthless in his work. At least he can fight better than that kid Shang Zhen. Of course, If the Japanese devils had not been beaten out of China at that time.

After touching his woman's belly for a while, Wang Laomao looked at the beauty in his arms and said, "Girl, why don't you care about my voice."

Ju Hongxia blushed, she opened her mouth but didn't call out, and then said: "Let's stop calling out in the future."

"Why?" Wang Laomao asked in a low voice, ouch, only Wang Laomao himself didn't realize that the gentleness of his words at this time, this is the same old Wang who murdered like hemp and dared to cut the little devil into pieces. hat?

"No, we both have children, so if I call you what, what will the child call you?" Ju Hongxia said shyly.

Old Mao Wang was stunned for a moment, but then he returned to his true nature as a man in the Northeast. He said loudly: "It's not a big deal! I really can't call it anymore, and if I call it again, I will lose my generation!"

Hearing that Old Hat Wang was making too much noise, Ju Hongxia was so frightened that she quickly covered his mouth with her hand, but what she thought was that it seemed that the two of them had not lost their generations when they were together.

"Quack, quack, quack" suddenly the cry of a big goose resounded in the yard, probably because it was frightened by Old Mao Wang's voice just now.

At this time, a ladder was erected next to a firewood stack that was as tall as a person not far from the firewood house.

If one climbs up the firewood pile with a ladder, one can see that there are two people lying on it, a man and a woman, but they are exactly Chu Tian and his female student Su Ya.

Chu Tian's shirt had been taken off and his upper body was exposed, and Su Ya's hands were also placed on Chu Tian's chest that had become very firm.

The two of them didn't do anything, and they really couldn't do much in their current position.

It is said that in later generations there was a term called "che shock" when men and women did certain things in the car. Yes, it was called "che shock" instead of "shang shock".

Just think about it, even though they are in their prime now, if they were tossed about in this firewood pile, it would be neither a car shock nor a business shock but an earthquake based on the vibration of the firewood pile!

But what can be done? In order to meet his little daughter-in-law, Wang Laomao can temporarily rent a firewood house for a night in the village, but Chutian has neither the ability nor the shamelessness of Wang Laomao's old and unruly old man, so he found a ladder on a whim , dragged Su Ya to the firewood stack to look at the starry sky.

The reason why Su Ya put her hands on Chu Tian's body was just to count the big and small scars on Chu Tian's body.

There are a total of three girls, two of them have appeared, so what is the third one, Gao Yuyan, doing?

Gao Yuyan was also in the same room with a man, but that man was Qian Chuaner.

Now the three women in Shang Zhen's group have returned, but just like before, Shang Zhen and the others are the last ones to come back, so how can there be conditions in this town to allow the three women to live in a room each?

It took a lot of effort for Shang Zhen and the others to negotiate with a commoner and rent a house for these three women.

Whether it's Ju Hongxia or the female student Su Ya, the two of them are very self-conscious, so they can't drive Gao Yuyan out just to meet their husband, right?

So those two people rented a firewood house and the other climbed the firewood stack, leaving the house to Gao Yuyan instead.

"Why didn't your company commander come to see me?" Gao Yuyan asked Qian Chuan'er in the room.

"Our company commander is discussing how to train." Qian Chuan'er answered honestly.

After hearing what Qian Chuaner said, Gao Yuyan sighed quietly, what could she say? This time she didn't even say a word when she saw Shang Zhen, and when Shang Zhen saw her, she just nodded at her.

"Sister Yuyan~www.readwn.com~ If there is nothing else, then I will go back!" Qian Chuaner glanced at Gao Yuyan's face and said.

"There's still time, it's not dark yet, Chuaner, tell me about your company commander's fiancée." Gao Yuyan said.

"Oh." Qian Chuan'er responded and asked, "Sister Yuyan, what do you want to know?"

"What Leng Xiaozhi looks like, how tall he is, his personality, how he met your company commander, you can just talk about it." Gao Yuyan said unwillingly.

Qian Chuan'er could only talk about the past with Gao Yuyan, so there was nothing to blame.

At this time, Shang Zhen is with the old stupid.

"Big old fool, you said that you monks sometimes do it because of that—" Shang Zhen finally said, "To put it bluntly, I just don't want women to learn that or something?"

"White Bones View, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she will eventually turn into a pile of bones..." the old man answered knowingly.