Chapter 162 Overnight in a mountain village

Style: Historical Author: Lao ZheWords: 2427Update Time: 24/01/18 13:01:21
Is there really an army in this world that doesn’t harass people and doesn’t enter their homes? Of course there are, such as the later glorious and great People's Liberation Army of China.

But the problem is that Mahou and other Northeast Army soldiers are not prophetic in the Northeast. So far, they have really never heard of such an army in the Northeast.

In the eyes of Ma Hou and others, what Mr. Wang said about not harassing the people was as ridiculous as saying that the Northeast Army was not born with a beard.

Does Wang Lao Mao want to be unique? Ma Hou and the others were dissatisfied and could only continue to wait and see. Then they came to the answer. Is Mr. Wang really going to be a well-disciplined army? The answer is of course - no.

After Shang Zhen and the others left the wealthy family and passed around some other houses, Wang Laomao found a family to discuss with them and stay at their house for the night.

If the wealthy family where they bought the steamed buns and big pancakes lived in a high-rise compound, then this family had a poor compound, with a thatched house, a main house and a wing room, and the wing room had not yet emitted smoke.

Do the people dare to say that they won't let people like Shang Zhen live there? Don't dare!

At this time, Wang Laomao even took out a cigarette cake in front of other villagers and gave it to the owner of the house, and told him that this was their accommodation fee tonight.

Shang Zhen and the others really didn't have any money. Originally, they had saved a lot of cash, but all that money was put in the pig house.

They followed Wang Qingfeng out to catch the pig, but the pig was not caught, and they never had the chance to return to the pig house.

So as Wang Laomao said, big smoke is money.

Old Mao Wang handed the big chimney to the owner of the broken compound. When the owner confirmed that the big piece of smoke was for him, a smile appeared on his face.

Of course the owner of this house knew that the big smoke soil was valuable.

Why does this happen? This starts with someone who is the current chairman of Rehe Province.

The chairman of Rehe Province was once the right-hand man of the Northeast Army commander.

But now that he has become the provincial chairman and the old commander died for some reason, he can be regarded as a feudal official. Doesn't he have the final say on what to do in Jehol Province?

Therefore, like the warlords in other parts of China, he not only allowed and even strongly advocated the cultivation of opium cigarettes, also known as poppies, among the people.

Otherwise, where did the hundreds of kilograms of smoke transported by the Mahou cavalry company come from? That’s local!

Now Shang Zhen and his group have not left the Rehe area, so how could the people of Rehe not know about Dayantu?

As for whose order their company commander received to send the smoke to Chifeng, Ma Houhou didn't know at all, and this matter became an unsolved mystery with the death of the company commander.

In any case, with this piece of smoke as accommodation fee, the people in that family became extremely enthusiastic.

And the reason why Mr. Wang chose the wing of that house was absolutely correct. There was also a Tukang in that wing, but the Tukang had not been burned for a long time.

"My lords, you are so awesome. How did you know that there is an earthen kang in this house?" The tiger pillar followed behind Wang Laomao and asked, but this question did not require Wang Laomao to answer at all.

Erhanzi, who now has a good relationship with Hu Zhuzi, pointed to the roof and said: "You are stupid, you didn't see that there is a chimney on the roof!"

While they were talking, the family was making potato and cabbage soup for Shang Zhen and the others in their own big pot. Mr. Wang also specifically asked them to roast some dried chili peppers over firewood.

At this time, Mr. Wang held a meeting for them.

During the meeting, Mr. Wang first emphasized the discipline of their army. They must speak when they should speak and keep their mouths shut when they should not.

Next, Mr. Wang explained why his team could not live in that wealthy family.

And it was only at this time that Ma Hou knew that Shang Zhen and his group had also lived in a wealthy family, but that family turned out to be a bearded one.

At that time, if their people were not smart and clever, someone had a beard, and they saw through the beard's tricks in time, then they were destined to be overthrown by others.

As for what will happen after being drugged, only God knows, but there is absolutely no benefit.

Because of this, when Mr. Wang said that he would not live in that wealthy family, none of the original people like Shang Zhen disagreed.

There is nothing a person can't bear in order to live. If he loses his life for enjoyment, then the gain outweighs the loss.

After the meeting, the family's potato white soup was also cooked for them. Everyone ate dry food and drank hot vegetable soup. Thinking about the experience of this day, they couldn't help but feel lucky to be alive!

When it got dark, Shang Zhen assigned them another shift, and everyone had to take turns on duty. This included a group of three, two sentries and one person burning the kang, and each shift lasted an hour.

It would be understandable if they were sending people as sentries in a strange village, but why would they arrange a kang burner? And this is another Northeastern characteristic.

Now is the coldest time in winter. Although they are in Jehol Province, the lowest temperature at night has reached more than 20 degrees below zero.

The fire kang of the house they were relying on had not been occupied for some time. The heat of the kang was no different from that of the outside. But if they wanted to heat it with fire, it would not be able to heat it up in a short while.

Since everyone is tired after running around and fighting all day, Shang Zhen said that we can get up later tomorrow.

Of course it makes sense for Shang Zhen to say this. They were riding horses and carriages this time, and their marching speed was definitely not slow.

While escaping this time, they were worried that the Japanese army would catch up with them by squeezing the horse's hooves and car marks. In the end, Shang Zhen sent someone to deal with it. Unless something unexpected happened, the Japanese army would not be able to find them.

Night falls, those who should sleep sleep, and those who should be on duty. Every hour three people were replaced by three others.

Ma Hou went out in the fourth shift, and the person on duty with him was Qian Chuan'er.

"Would you like a smoke?" Ma Hou asked Qian Chuan'er, leaning against the wall and feeling the cold outside.

"I don't smoke. If you smoke, I'll stay away from you." Qian Chuan'er answered him.

"Why stay away from me?" Ma Hou asked puzzledly.

"You are blind and blind. If someone really thinks about us, I will shoot you to death first. If I hide away, won't I be safe?" Qian Chuan'er replied with a smile.

"How can it be such a coincidence? The Japanese can't catch up with us, and beards aren't found in every village." Mahou said disapprovingly, knowing that Qian Chuan'er was joking.

"Then you smoke." Qian Chuan'er smiled and walked away with his flower machine, while Ma Hou actually lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall, looking at the dark night sky.

But Ma Hou hadn't finished smoking his cigarette when he heard Qian Chuan'er's voice shouting from the wall: "Who? If you don't say anything, I'll shoot you!"

Then there was the sound of the gun bolt being pulled. At this moment, Ma Houhou was excited. He reached out and picked up his rifle. At the same time, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his foot without forgetting to shake his hand.

He suddenly regretted what he was going to smoke. The yard of this house was just a shabby compound, and the walls were leaking. If someone climbed in at night, he really didn't know what to do.

After a while, Ma Hou, who had already loaded his bullet, heard that there was no movement on the other end, and finally asked worriedly: "Qian Chuan'er. Where are you?"

"It's okay, it should be a cat or something." Qian Chuan'er answered in the darkness.

Ma Hou said "Oh" but what he was thinking was, why are you still breathing heavily?