I finally saw what I wanted to see. When I arrived at 729 on the bus with all the middle and high-level people in Menneng, Yangrong did not disappoint me at all.
He was watching the green soldiers of the 729th Military Region sorting out the small warehouse and carrying boxes of weapons inside. At the same time, he kept sighing at the new look of the entire military region.
"Lao Xu finally did some personnel work. Take a look at each of you. Now you are starting to look like someone."
The green-skinned soldier standing next to him was countless times stronger than before. He was standing and sitting at the same time. No matter he was standing or sitting, his back was straight.
When I got off the bus and saw Yang Rong's performance, my heart dropped into my stomach.
If he really got Master Bao's "regardless of past grudges", I'm afraid Zhengmao would be holding back bad ideas in some office at the moment. How could he have the thought to help Meng Nai?
Seeing this, I strode towards the arsenal, finally with a smile on my face.
The arsenal of the 729th Military Region is a large arsenal, while the arsenal of a village is a small arsenal. This is because the location of the village is too difficult to defend from the topography. The village was originally built just because the terrain was flat, and it was not thought that it would be easy to defend but difficult to attack. . The 729th Military Region is different. It has high walls equipped with power grids and watchtowers. Of course, important things must be placed here.
As soon as Yang Rong saw me walking past with someone, he immediately turned around. His virtue was the same as Burea's.
When I got closer, I didn't care if he was happy or not, I just put my arm around his shoulders and said, "It's like meeting people, so you can't hit me, a smiling person, if you are reasonable, right?"
Yang Rong asked me to say a few words, so he picked up his waist and stood there sighing. After a long time, he said: "I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on."
yes.
When Lao Qiao was here, it was all a piece of steel. Since he died, the place has almost turned into a shabby kiln, with drafts leaking everywhere.
"Can't you give me some time to get used to it?"
I deliberately shook the hand holding his shoulder: "Really?"
Yang Rong didn't take it seriously, and his anger might have subsided. He turned around and said, "Don't use your method of coaxing women to coax me. I'm not Burea!"
Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you know where Burea is?"
Yang Rong simply turned around this time, broke free from my hands, stood facing me and said, "Do you blame me for being angry? Have you never thought about looking for him since he left?"
"You said Burea has been in Menneng since he was a child. Where else can he go?"
I seem to understand!
Burea has always been by Lao Qiao's side and never left. In everyone's eyes, he is Lao Qiao's shadow. Where can he go and someone will accept him?
Besides, Yang Rong agreed to send troops so readily and didn't worry about the village at all. If there was no one to guard it, wouldn't he ask about the situation in the village first given his nature?
"Fuck me!"
Thinking of this, I hurried over to the bulletproof car with the license plate 0729. I ran back halfway and said to Yang Rong, "Wait for me for a while, and we three brothers will have a good drink later."
After saying this, he turned back again and ran towards the pickup truck. After the young men from the Wa ethnic group got in the car, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed out of the 729.
Man, you are so stubborn. When you gain power, you don't have other people in your mind. If I just put some thought into it, I can come up with a situation where Brzea has nowhere to go. He was holding on with his breath, otherwise Old Qiao would have been dead, so why did he have to leave?
I thought about the recent days again, and it seemed that I was a bit carried away by the power and the words "Master Xu"...
Bah!
I parked the car at the entrance of the village, opened the door, jumped out of the car, and ran into the village. When I rushed to the small courtyard where Lao Qiao lived, I happened to see the lonely figure of Burea squatting on the ground and making a hair dirty. The wild dog...
I feel really sad.
He was squatting there, holding half a piece of ham in his hand, and when he saw the yellow native dog eating a piece, he broke off a piece for the dog, as if he couldn't find anything else to do to pass the time.
"Brzea!"
I couldn't hold it back and called him from behind. The moment Boureat turned back to look at me, tears filled his eyes under the moonlight.
He was wronged, he felt uncomfortable, and I understood everything he showed.
When I appeared in his life, it was like I lit up a beam of light for him in this lonely life. I took him to eat, drink and have fun, took him to Xiong Erkui, and took him to enjoy a life he had never enjoyed before... But I This light killed Lao Qiao.
He couldn't accept this at all!
What can he do?
What can he do!
This is not a problem that I can solve at all. It is a problem that has no solution except time.
If he had Yang Rong's brains, Yang Rong wouldn't go anywhere without taking him with him...
I saw that Burea's mouth had already formed a "brother" look, but he closed it tightly and swallowed the word.
I know very well how difficult it is for such a big boy who is not yet sensible to take this step first. Who has not been young before? When I was wronged by my mother, didn't I ruin my entire first half of my life like a stubborn person?
I can't let Bourgea ruin my life.
I walked over, stood in front of him, stared and said, "It's not over!"
He squatted on the ground, turned around, and pointed his back at me.
I was already laughing at that time, but what I did was, I followed his back and kicked him directly.
Poof!
Bujea fell to the ground like a dog after eating shit.
But I took off my suit and shouted at him: "A dignified man, even weighing one hundred and fifty or sixty pounds, how can he keep something in his heart like a girl?"
"Aren't you angry?"
"Don't you recognize me as your brother?"
"Come on, you will kill me today!"
"I'm also telling you, I'm fucking angry too. Don't let me beat you until your nose is bruised and your face is swollen. I'll carry you back to 729 for a drink. If someone asks you, just be embarrassed to say it."
Burea climbed up like a toad, squatted down and lowered his body. This looked like a professional. Under the stimulation of my words, he lowered his head and rushed over: "Yeah!!!"
He was venting, venting like crazy...
But I can't stand this young man's full-fledged venting!
Bourgea really didn't hold back. When he came closer, he hit my stomach with his shoulder. My stomach was full of sour water and I had no idea to fight back. Bourgea pushed hard with his feet and knocked me down. Pick it up - touch!
He raised his hand and threw it to the ground.
Yes, I have been in a martial arts school for a few years, but can this thing be the same as someone who has actually been on the battlefield?
Boureac didn't care about me. When he saw me lying on the ground, he came over and wrapped his legs around my arms, suppressing my entire upper body. He pinched my wrists with his hands and tried to push himself forward.
This time I had to push through and my arm was useless. It was even a dislocation. I quickly shouted: "Don't lock it. Your brother broke the lock. You will have no relatives in this world!"
Burea gritted his teeth and was about to fight me to the death, but when he heard these words, he suddenly froze. He was covered in dirt and slowly let go of his hands and retracted his legs.
I could tell he was numb at that moment and he didn't know what to do.
The only thing he could do was to stand up slowly and stand there stupidly.
I tilted my head and stretched out my hand, and yelled: "Take it!"
Bureana's expression showed that he had suffered a lot of grievances. He reluctantly stretched out his hand to pull me up, and said unforgivingly: "Didn't you let me have grievances and revenge?"
"I didn't let you torture me to death?"
"You even locked me..."
"What the hell am I going to fight you on the ground in the ring?"
Burea didn't seem to be paying attention, and started jumping up and down next to me: "Boxing is fine too."
"Fuck you, uncle!" I, Hu, am boxing with you? Your fist can cover half of my face. The hard knots on the knuckles of your fist are almost as big as my nose. You can cripple me with just one punch!
"Come on, come back to 729 with me. Yang Rong, Banbula and the others are waiting for you to drink."
When adults are angry, they leave silently and do not disturb each other. Bujea has already learned this;
But when I walked out of the village with my hands on my shoulders and stepped on the bus that had been brought back from the fight, I thought he must have learned something else, that is, reconciliation between adults, no one gives it to anyone. An apology is not a resumption of the two people's funeral wine. It may just be a nod to each other, or it may be the calmness after the fight and the silence of the past. (End of chapter)
