Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

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Han Feng scolded: "Damn it, then I have to ask, how many wives can one person get for the discipline of our Eighth Route Army?"

"One!"

"Then it's over, stop talking nonsense, besides, the love concept I told you before is also correct, but there are always a group of people who, for the ideals or beliefs in their hearts, love this kind of thing. become dispensable.

How many veterans of the revolution are there in our ranks, they have never considered these things. "

Jiang Long said: "No, then, Captain, you can't rely on us for this. Reporter Tian is so good-looking, we have never seen such a beautiful girl. If you don't want to, our brothers will still think about it! Big guy Is that the truth?"

"that is--"

The soldiers followed suit and booed blindly, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

Han Feng cursed with a dark face: "You bastards, toads still want to eat swan meat, don't even think about it!"

Jiang Long said happily: "Well, everyone heard it? It's okay, don't worry about it, our team leader is eating from the bowl and looking at the pot!"

"..." Han Feng, "Jiang Long, I remember I haven't trained you for a while, right?"

"Look at..."

"Ah... Captain, I was wrong, spare me, spare me..." After the sound of killing pigs, Jiang Long was beaten up even while riding a horse.

At the same time, the monk knocked on the wooden door that often appeared in his sleep, and the sound of thump, thud, thump spread in the suddenly quiet surroundings.

The Taiyue region of this world is already quite cold, so the wooden door is closed tightly, and a voice comes from inside, "Who is it?"

Beautiful, pleasing to the ear, the most important thing is familiarity and nostalgia!

The monk grabbed his hair, his eyes stared like copper bells, his mouth opened slightly, and he wanted to respond, but he couldn't speak for a while, his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, as if he was struggling and struggling hesitate.

crunch--

The wooden door was opened, and the thin figure suddenly appeared in front of the monk. The two looked at each other, and were stunned for a moment.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, the cold wind blowing the withered grass outside the door and bowed its head, it seemed that the withered grass was a little shy to see it in such a scene.

The monk swallowed hard, he had simulated the scene countless times in his mind, wanted to jump up happily, or embrace him with a hug, but he still couldn't act.

He clenched his fists several times, and then slowly let go. He picked up both hands, and while rubbing them, he breathed out, "It's...it's really cold today!"

"..."

If Han Feng were here right now, he would have cursed and kicked the monk into the house.

What the hell time is this, you kid still cares about the weather!

"Brother, why are you back! Come in, it's warm inside, but it's cold outside!"

Shi Fangyu was the first to react, her eyes were full of surprises, and she almost jumped up happily. She saw the monk's shyness, and resisted the secret joy mixed with the shyness in her heart, and said hastily.

"Hey!" The monk nodded hurriedly, and then walked into the room under Shi Fangyu's guidance. He was also a monk with strong martial arts from Shaolin Temple, and he accidentally kicked on the threshold, almost tripping over.

"Brother, be careful, are you okay?"

"It's all right, I was just careless, the main reason is that the threshold of your house is a bit... high." The monk stammered for some reason.

Shi Fangyu couldn't help laughing.

Soon, with a creak, the wooden door closed quietly, and the cold wind outside the house raged again, and the withered grass dangled back and forth, as if celebrating together.

In the room, a warm feeling soon rose...

1033 Love in War ([-])

It was not until the afternoon that the wooden door was reopened. This time, the monk noticed the threshold under his feet, raised his feet high, and walked out with his whole body.

In the room, Shi Fangyu was already packing up, when a voice came from inside, "Brother, you are in a hurry to leave, so I will pack up faster, there is nothing at all, just put a few clothes in the bag about there."

"I'll help you!" the monk hurriedly said.

"No need, there are not many things, I can do it by myself, and I will pack it out soon." Shi Fangyu said.

"In the middle, I'm also clumsy, maybe it's not helping."

"No way, bro, you killed devils on the battlefield, you were so brave, and you avenged many folks, I've heard about it a long time ago." Shi Fangyu said.

"That's what us soldiers should do."

The monk replied, looking at the busy figure in the room, the more he liked it, the whole person was in a daze, feeling like he was still dreaming, he pinched his old face, and there was indeed a burst of pain, and then secretly said happily, it turns out Everything is true.

"Brother, what are you doing, why are you pinching your own face?" Shi Fangyu was puzzled,

"I just want to see if I'm dreaming." The monk said it carelessly, and then quickly changed his words: "What I mean is, are you really willing to go to the Northeast with me?"

"I...will." The voice was not loud, but it was very firm.

The monk said happily: "Hey, don't worry, you will definitely like that place. Besides, it's not like we won't come back. After the war is over, our hometown will be peaceful. I will take you back to my hometown to have a look." !"

Shi Fangyu said seriously: "Zhong, we will definitely wait until that day."

"It's the old lady. If I leave alone, she will be alone."

The monk smiled and said: "Don't worry, Duan Peng and I are brothers, and his mother is my old mother. This time the third brother and the others went to the headquarters to meet Duan Peng. The third brother said in private that if the heads of the headquarters are willing to let him go , Duan Peng will definitely go back with us, and then we will pick up my old lady together."

"Really? That's great."

"By the way, sister, I have to go to the hospital to help our battalion commander Sun Desheng send a letter to Comrade Qiu Xue. You pack it up first, and wait for me to come back." The monk remembered Han Feng's entrustment.

Shi Fangyu responded, and the monk rushed to the military hospital with the letter.

"I don't know what was written in the letter. Although Lao Sun studied with the political commissar, he didn't know a few words. How could he write letters?"

On the way, the monk was a little curious, and even wanted to open the letter to see what was written inside. He finally resisted this urge, and handed the letter to Qiu Xue when he arrived at the hospital.

Qiu Xue took the letter and waited for the monk to leave. During this period of time, the base area had not fought much with the Japanese and puppet troops, so there were few wounded. Qiu Xue and the nurses rarely had leisure.

But the monk was still waiting for Qiu Xue's reply, so he couldn't help urging: "Comrade Qiu Xue, our old grandson is still waiting for your reply, you should read the letter quickly!"

Qiu Xue blushed a little, and gave the monk a hard look, secretly thinking that the monk was rude, didn't he know how to avoid himself, and then let himself read the letter?

In desperation, Qiu Xue opened the envelope.

I saw the first sentence: "Dear Comrade Qiuxue, are you okay? I may not be okay, because longing is really a painful thing..."

In an instant, Qiu Xue's face turned crimson. Although she was also a character who dared to love and hate, she never expected that Sun Desheng, the brave and bloody man in his impression, would be so bold and direct.

Where is this letter!