"Platoon leader, give him the letter quickly!" Hou Kanshan said eagerly.
Several other people who had not had a good relationship with Hou Kanshan also gathered around, their eyes full of curiosity.
Shang Zhen, who was confused, stood in the middle. He didn't understand what was going on.
"Where is the letter? Let me use it as cigarette paper!" Mr. Wang said loudly.
"Huh?" Those people were dumbfounded at the same time.
Hou Kanshan really had no place to get cigarettes for Mr. Wang, so Mr. Wang could only smoke dry cigarettes.
The so-called dry tobacco refers to the tobacco leaves produced locally in the Northeast, dried and crushed, and then rolled into a thin trumpet shape with paper.
The so-called cigarettes refer to cigarettes produced by cigarette factories and processed and packaged by machines, which contain shredded tobacco.
Dry tobacco is very strong and gives you a particularly sour and refreshing feeling as soon as you smoke it.
Nowadays, for ordinary people, smoking paper cigarettes is also a luxury, and most of them use cigarette pots.
Because of this, Mr. Wang said it was possible that he smoked that letter as a cigarette paper.
"What do you believe?" Shang Zhen was still confused.
"You don't know? You really don't know?" Qian Chuan'er also spoke excitedly.
Logically speaking, Qian Chuan'er and the others would not follow what Hou Kanshan advocated, but today's matter really aroused their curiosity, so they actually "made peace" with Hou Kanshan.
"What don't I know?" Shang Zhen asked.
"Those students, those female students are gone." Qian Chuan'er stared at Shang Zhen and said, he pointed out the female students in particular.
"Oh." Shang Zhen responded to show that he understood.
"You, you -" Qian Chuan'er pointed at Shang Zhen in surprise, not knowing what to say.
"What are you doing? Why are you all looking at me like this?" Shang Zhen became curious when he saw those people looking at him like a white swan suddenly appeared among the chickens.
"Did you have something going on with that female student with the little round face?" Qian Chuan'er asked curiously.
"What's going on?" Shang Zhen was still confused.
The so-called small round face, also known as a small round face, refers to Li Yajuan.
What could happen between me and that Li Yajuan? Shang Zhen was very dissatisfied.
Staying here to fight is their job as soldiers. It doesn't matter whether those students are male students or female students. They are all scholars. Even if they go to Guannai, they still have to continue studying. So what are they doing here? Just leave when you have to, it would be weird to stay!
"Is nothing really wrong?" Chen Hanwen also asked in disbelief.
"What do you mean?" Shang Zhen was still confused.
Seeing the eagerness of his companions, Shang Zhen even started to reminisce.
There's nothing wrong with me and those students!
That day, on the way here, a few girls wanted to relieve themselves, so I stood guard for those girls from a distance.
But I was just standing guard, looking back and peeking, I couldn't do it.
Shang Zhen is not stupid. He knows that he must not say such things. If he says it, it will be regarded as something serious!
Seeing that Shang Zhen's expression didn't look fake, the four people had no choice but to look at Mr. Wang again.
"Take it, Xiucai, come and read it!" At this time, Mr. Wang took out a folded letter from his arms and threw it out.
How to fold the letter paper, that is, fold the letter paper into a small strip, and then bend it back like a rope knot, which looks thoughtful and unique.
"I just said the platoon leader couldn't smoke the paper cigarettes!" Hou Kanshan complimented Mr. Wang again without knowing the opportunity.
Seeing that Mr. Wang finally took out the letter paper, the four people except Shang Zhen hurriedly surrounded him. Hou Kanshan also deliberately blocked Shang Zhen. With his appearance, he was obviously afraid that Shang Zhen would go too. Grab that stationery.
But Shang Zhen was still indifferent to this. Only then did he have the time to put down the gun in his hand, and at the same time he was grinning. He had trained himself for a day, and the amount was really not small. Now he has no blood all over his body. A place that doesn't hurt.
At this time, Chen Hanwen began to open the letter paper.
"Don't worry, there are still words outside!" Qian Chuan'er said.
But no, there are words on the outside of the folded and curved paper.
So they listened to Chen Hanwen read: "Brother Shang Zhen personally approves."
This sentence is easy to understand and no one can fail to understand it.
But how could they let Shang Zhen read this letter by himself?
They must know the content of this letter. They were able to insist on reading it until now because Mr. Wang is old and stable, so he withheld the letter first.
"Look, let me tell you that there is something shameful. Why don't you let him open it himself and not let us see it?" Hou Kanshan said something again.
Hou Kanshan's words were unpleasant to hear, but naturally everyone in the room was already familiar with Hou Kanshan's style, so no one paid any attention to him.
Chen Hanwen glanced at Shang Zhen, and when he saw that Shang Zhen had no other reaction, he opened the letter, and then read out: "Meeting you, I admire this life. The mountains are endless, when will we meet again?"
Japanese bandits invaded the country and occupied three provinces. You kill the enemy formation, I pray for your safety.
My dear sister Li Yajuan.
November 7, 2019. "
The room fell silent. Those who read the letter had finished reading, and those who listened had naturally finished listening.
"Read it again!" After a moment, the idiot, who had always been uninvolved in these things, spoke up.
"No!" Chen Hanwen spread his hands and showed the letter paper and said.
"Ah? This is too short! Is it gone now?" Erhanzi was surprised.
This piece of letter paper is quite big, but who would have thought that those few words were written in it.
"It's nothing, it's just that Shang Zhen saved their lives, and they left a letter without saying goodbye!" Qian Chuan'er suddenly realized.
"I don't believe it. There might be some code or something in it!" Hou Kanshan started to grab the piece of letter paper.
At this time, Shang Zhencai, who also knew the whole story, said: "This paper is for the platoon leader to use for smoking. You will be responsible if you steal it!"
Shang Zhen's words worked, so Hou Kanshan, who had already grabbed the letter, looked at Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang, who was leaning on the kang, just stretched out his hand. Although Hou Kanshan was reluctant to part with it, he handed over the letter.
"Don't be so upset!" said Mr. Wang, "I have saved these students twice. Is it strange that the students left without seeing each other and left a letter?
No matter what, our Ma Gan'er is still a hero saving the beauty. Not to mention leaving a letter, it is normal even in appearance! "
This was the platoon leader's speech and the final word on the matter. Naturally, the other people stopped saying anything.
"Ma Gan'er, take your letter away!" Mr. Wang raised his hand, and the piece of paper flew out lightly.
Hou Kanshan, who was standing under the kang, wanted to reach out but didn't dare, so the letter was finally picked up by Shang Zhen.
Only then did Shang Zhen, the person involved, have the opportunity to read the letter carefully.
He glanced at it and saw that the content of the letter was no different from what Chen Hanwen had read.
As for the font, it's not pretty, but it's very slender, just like my nickname "Ma Gan'er".
"Platoon leader, don't you keep it for smoking?" Shang Zhen asked Mr. Wang holding the piece of paper.
"I don't need that thing of yours, I'll get angry just by looking at it!" Mr. Wang replied casually.
The so-called (yào) fire means that some of the cigarette papers used to roll dry cigarettes tend to burn too much. The tobacco leaves inside are not very good, but the cigarette paper is almost burned out. It is naturally unpleasant to use such paper to roll a trumpet and smoke it.
Shang Zhen folded the piece of paper again, put it in his pocket, said "I'm going to eat" and then slipped out of the room.
And in the room behind him, Hou Kanshan, who was still angry about this, said angrily: "A hero saves a beauty, so he has to give his life to you? Platoon leader, I remember that thing about you, was it you who saved it back then? ?”
"Huh?" Mr. Wang narrowed his eyes and then cursed: "You bitch, how dare you even entertain me, come here! Push him to the ground and beat him!"
"Ah?" Hou Kanshan was dumbfounded, "Platoon leader, please let me go, I'm just talking!"
Of course Hou Kanshan knew that, remembering that there was a widow that Wang Lao Mao was in love with near Beidaying. This time, he just saw that the female student had a soft spot for Shang Zhen and felt dissatisfied, so he casually asked Wang Lao Mao.
But he didn't want to think about it. He could entertain Shang Zhen in any way he wanted, but could he offend Mr. Wang?
The four men next to him had already pounced on him like wolves and tigers under the command of Mr. Wang, and Hou Wangshan's cry was heard in the room, as if he was killing a monkey.
Note: Put aside, which means stir in Northeastern dialect.
