"Uncle Wang, are your new shoes comfortable?" At the same time the next day, Little Dustpan asked Mr. Wang.
The same four people, Shang Zhen, Xiao Dustpan, Wang Laomao, and Chen Hanwen.
They came out to watch the battle again, but this time they went north instead of south.
It turns out that on the defense line of Jiangyin, the 103rd Division of the Guizhou Army was guarding the middle. To the south, the 326th Brigade of the 112nd Division of the Northeastern Army was guarding Jiangyin City. To the north, the 327th Brigade of the 112th Division of the Northeastern Army was guarding another position. .
Although the fighting in the south was fierce, Shang Zhen and the others were unable to participate in the battle, not to mention that they did not want to participate in such a tragic positional battle.
They have seen too much of this kind of combat quotient.
According to Shang Zhen's estimation, when the battle to defend Jiangyin County is over, it is estimated that the 327th Brigade defending the city will be like the original 67th Army, and there will be very few left.
So just as Shang Zhen lamented yesterday, seeing it is as good as not seeing it. It is exciting to blow up the Little Japanese tank, but that is the method used by Northeastern officers and soldiers to die with the enemy. How can they be excited?
Since it's a sad thing, it's better to stay away.
So this time they went northeast again. The place where they were hiding now was the position held by the 103rd Division of the Guizhou Army, which was the left front of the anti-tank trench where the tanks were bombed that night.
After Xiao Dustpan returned from the Japanese army's position by being a lone hero, he basically got rid of the grief of Erhanzi's sacrifice, and became more and more serious.
At this time, he mentioned the new shoes that Mr. Wang was wearing, which was naturally because Mr. Wang was wearing a new pair of shoes.
At this moment, the Northeast Army was no longer the rich and arrogant rich second generation. Judging from their clothes, Shang Zhen and the others were dressed like beggars, and the shoes of several people had become " The dumplings are filled with stuffing."
But at this time, Old Man Duduwang put on new cloth shoes, and they were still soft!
As for this pair of shoes, they are definitely handmade with mille-feuille soles.
The specialty of this practice is the sole.
Spread the cloth flat, brush it with paste, put another layer of cloth on it and press it tightly, then brush the paste and press the cloth again, and repeat this until it reaches a thickness of two to three millimeters. Use scissors to cut it into the shape of a shoe sole.
Make three or four of these pieces, bake them in a warm place, then use an awl to punch holes, and then sew needles and threads to connect the pieces of shoe soles together and tighten them.
Just like this, we use an awl to drill holes one by one, and use thread to sew stitch by stitch. This kind of folk shoes is called Thousand Layer Sole, which is an exaggeration. But if the awl does not have 500 stitches to drill holes and thread, then it definitely has 490 stitches. Nineteen stitches, and this is commonly known as the "Na sole".
This kind of shoes is like the old BJ cloth shoes of later generations, but because the soles are dense, they are much stronger than the old BJ cloth shoes!
As the saying goes, only you know whether the shoes are comfortable when worn on your feet. Ever since Mr. Wang put on these shoes, he has really made all the younger brothers envious!
At this time, Mr. Wang saw the little dustpan and asked about the shoes again, but he ignored the little dustpan, as if he could not let out a good fart even if you forgive him.
Just because Ju Hongxia made these shoes overnight for Mr. Wang.
When Ju Hongxia appeared in front of everyone to give Wang Lao Mao shoes, Ju Hongxia's eyes were bloodshot and her fingers were wrapped with cloth.
Veterans have the habit of careful observation, which they developed on the battlefield.
So the bloodshot eyes in Hongxia's eyes were judged by the soldiers to be that the woman had been wearing Wang Lao Mao's shoes overnight. As for the cloth wrapped around her fingers, needless to say? It must have been that the sole of his shoe was pierced by an awl!
If it were an ordinary shy woman who gave Wang Lao Mao shoes, she would definitely be hiding them.
But Ju Hongxia doesn't know how to do it. She is a policeman, the beautiful and dashing Ju Hongxia.
She generously gave the shoes to Wang Lao Mao in front of a group of soldiers, and also let Wang Lao Mao try them on in public.
Mr. Wang tried to refuse, but Ju Hongxia refused.
At this time, Wang Laomao and Ju Hongxia naturally became the focus of everyone's attention.
Mr. Wang is such an old man, how silly is he? What kind of nonsense does it look like in public?
This situation is like when riding a bus, one wants to give someone a ticket but the other refuses, and they are fighting for a dollar. The people who give in to each other don't think it's a big deal, but the audience will see it awkwardly.
Therefore, in full view of everyone, Old Man Wang threw off his rotten shoes with his mouth open.
At that time, Hou Kanshan, who was standing next to him, suddenly said: "Uncle Wang, your feet are a bit tired. Why don't you wash them? Don't let your new shoes go to waste. Don't let them go to waste." ——”
Wang Lao Mao had already guessed that the soldiers might say something strange, but he did not expect that the first person to rebel was Hou Kanshan, who had a drastic change in temperament.
He was afraid that Hou Kanshan would say something inappropriate again, so he quickly interrupted Hou Kanshan. What he said at that time was: "Those feet are so clean, they can't touch anything like hands!"
It is said that Shang Zhen and his group, except for Chen Hanwen and Chutian, are all common people, but this does not mean that what the common people say is not good.
Wang Laomao's words gave most people ample room for imagination, so the soldiers laughed.
Is it just that the soldiers laughed to the end, or were they afraid of Mr. Wang, and the laughter stopped soon?
But at this moment, someone suddenly laughed, and the laughter seemed particularly abrupt in the silence of others.
And who else could this person be except Hu Zhuzhu?
It turns out that Hu Zhuzhu is a slow-talker. When he saw others laughing, he wondered what Mr. Wang’s words meant. When he figured it out, he would laugh, but at this time everyone else had stopped laughing!
At that time, Mr. Wang was not upset, so he put his dirty feet into new shoes and praised Ju Hongxia.
Ju Hongxia smiled brightly and turned around and left without any hint of embarrassment.
Obviously, Ju Hongxia is from the city, and as a police officer, she must have seen a lot of the world.
The soldiers didn't dare to say anything in front of Mr. Wang. If any blind person dared to mention anything about his little godmother, Mr. Wang would slap that bitch's mouth crookedly!
As for what he said behind the scenes, Mr. Wang himself didn’t want to know. He only focused on benefits.
But now that the old talk about the little dustpan was brought up again, and these shoes were mentioned again, Mr. Wang just smiled: "Whose shoes are on whose feet, you know whether they are comfortable or not, can you care?"
Mr. Wang looked at the little dustpan with a fussy expression. He knew that this kid was not afraid of him. This time he just wanted to see how many sheep dung eggs the little dustpan would drop when he raised his tail.
To Old Man Wang's surprise, the little dustpan opened his mouth and said: "Women have thread in their hands, men have shoes on their feet. Before leaving, we are afraid of returning late. Whoever talks about grass will be rewarded with three spring glows." .”
The words of the little dustpan really surprised Mr. Wang.
Oops, even though there was no ink in Mr. Wang’s belly, he could still tell that this was the little dustpan singing his own praises!
Doesn't the meaning of the ancient poem on the back of the little dustpan mean that Ju Hongxia sewed a pair of shoes for herself and was deeply affectionate to her?
"Not bad, not bad. You are so promising today, you can actually recite ancient poems!" Wang Laomao praised.
At this time, Xiao Dustpan exchanged glances with Chen Hanwen, and both of them had a proud smile on their faces.
How could Mr. Wang know that the poems Xiao Dustpan memorized were all taught by Chen Hanwen, and Chen Hanwen only changed an ancient poem "Wandering Son's Song".
If Mr. Wang has some culture and can recite this Tang poem, he will definitely reach out and give the little dustpan a slap in the face!
Just because the first two sentences of the original poem are "The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body."
The reason why Chen Hanwen changed this poem is because he was cursing Mr. Wang in a roundabout way!
He thought that Wang Lao Mao had limited education and could not possibly know that this poem was originally about mother's love and not the so-called love between women and men.
So when it comes to offending anyone, don't offend others. It's always just a roundabout way of cursing!
