The sun was setting in the west, the streets were busy and dark, and no one could be seen, but Xu San had a vague feeling that someone was peeping at him in the dark.
Who is it?
My head is a little dizzy and it's hard to clear my head.
But since these people haven't done anything, they can just pretend not to know.
When I got home, I didn't turn on the lights in the room, so I loosened the buttons on my collar and threw my clothes on the kang.
With the last rays of the sun, I found Tian Xue lying on the table writing something.
"What are you writing about?" Xu San saw Tian Xue's writing notebook more than once and asked curiously today.
"journal."
"No serious person can write a diary." After saying that, he fell down on the bed.
Tian Xue was so angry that she wrote a diary by herself, saying, "You are not serious, you are not serious!"
The kerosene lamp that Tian Xue lit was a little dazzling. Xu San turned over and pointed his head towards the wall: "Well, serious! The serious young lady of the Tian family wrote a love story in her diary. Many years later... ....”
My stomach was churning for a while, my throat wriggled a few times, and I suppressed the strong nausea.
Can't vomit!
Nowadays, supplies and food are tight. It would be a waste to vomit.
The lamp flickered, a shadow came over him, and then he heard a few nose twitching sounds.
"you've been drinking?"
"Huajiu, I drank it with the kid. I'll take a nap first. You can write whatever you want. I promise not to peek." Xu San said in a daze.
"Hmm, Huajiu? Don't think I don't know, there is no place like that in Ping'an County."
Tian Xue sneered. Some time ago, he and Li Si did not find any hooks and tiles when they visited the location. Even if there were, it is impossible to open the city under martial law.
A slight snoring began.
Tian Xue poked Xu San's waist and eyes with her hand: "Are you asleep?"
no response.
I poked again, but still no response.
"Take off your clothes before going to bed, otherwise you will catch a cold easily." Tian Xue whispered in Xu San's ear.
"Uh-huh," Xu San hummed. His tired body met the soft pillow, which made him feel weak and he really didn't want to move.
A small hand stretched out, touched the button on his cotton-padded jacket, and then retracted it.
Then it stretched out again and retracted again.
"Hey, I'll do it myself. If you call it obscene, you're not afraid that I'll rely on you and become your Tian family's son-in-law." Xu San shook his body, took off his cotton-padded jacket, and covered himself.
"My Tian family doesn't want a door-to-door son-in-law like you!" Tian Xue's face turned red and she felt it was burning badly. She touched it and retreated to the table.
"What kind of thing do you want? I can change it."
"I want, want... Bah, you're trying to trick me again."
"I'll take a nap for a while. I'm too tired today. I won't get up in a while. You can go to the guest room to sleep." After saying that, Xu San moved towards the wall again. He liked this when he was a child. Maybe it's this sleeping position. Make him feel safer.
"Well, okay then!"
Tian Xue was a little disappointed. She originally expected Xu San to continue telling her the story "Love is Deep and Rainy" after he came back. But when she saw Xu San drunk like this, she couldn't bear to disturb her anymore. .
He put away the notebook, blew out the oil lamp, and quietly exited the room.
Xu San is so tired!
Both physically and mentally.
The physical fatigue can be easily solved, but the mental fatigue cannot be relieved in a short time.
After traveling through time, he acted every day.
He plays the role of a puppet soldier, an underground worker, a gangster, and a shopkeeper of a small business.
And there is no rest in between. When the long shot is pulled to the end, you can't shout "click".
The long-term pressure made him feel as if his spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Today, I took advantage of the wine and had a good sleep.
Tomorrow, continue.
His breathing gradually stabilized, and the slight snoring sounded again. Xu San really fell asleep this time.
To the east of the city, Yuelai Inn.
Qian Sihai, the shopkeeper's concurrent accountant, closed the ledger and sighed.
Another day with no progress.
Not only was there no revenue, but expenditures on coal and grain increased slightly.
This situation has lasted for five days.
The martial law in Ping'an City also had a great impact on him, the contact point of the Eighth Route Army.
The fact that the information is difficult to transmit is only one of them, the Japanese's unexplained actions are the other, and the most troublesome thing for him now is the problem of funding.
Intelligence work itself is expensive, and it is simply difficult to maintain it with a small inn.
But unfortunately, he still couldn't ask his superiors for money.
Because when he accepted the task, he patted his chest and promised that he would support himself and not ask for a penny from his superiors.
But what's the result?
A slap in the face.
Over the past few years, his intelligence work has not only cost him his savings, but he has also owed a lot of debt. Now he is almost too poor to get out of the debt.
There was a slight noise on the second floor, and Qian Sihai knew that Wang Hu was back, so he picked up the candle on the table and walked up the stairs.
In the warehouse at the corner, Wang Hu was squatting on the ground rubbing his hands vigorously. When he saw Qian Sihai arriving, he quickly said: "Shopkeeper, can we light a stove?"
"There are no guests now, so save as much as you can. You and Master Fang will sleep in my room at night. The three of us will squeeze in together and light a stove."
Wang Hu pinched Yahuazi and said reluctantly: "Okay!"
Without any more ink marks, Qian Sihai asked directly: "Have you noticed anything? Why are the Japanese making a fuss today?"
Wang Hu rubbed his hands and replied: "It has something to do with a Japanese devil! It's that Xu San. You should know the shopkeeper."
Qian Sihai nodded and handed over a hand warmer: "I've met him a few times. My family owns a grocery store."
Wang Hu took the hand warmer and continued: "Yes, that's him. He didn't know why he was convulsing today. He shouted Japanese slogans at the door of the prison cell, and then the little Japs also followed suit."
Qian Sihai lowered his head, thinking about the situation at that time?
If you can lead the Japanese to shout slogans, your Japanese must be good. Thinking of this, he continued to ask: "Does this Xu San understand Japanese?"
"It seems so. Why don't you, the shopkeeper, try it tomorrow? My Japanese is limited to Baga, Binxi, and so on."
"Is there anything else? I don't think this Xu San is simple."
"Also, today he fished out a person from the Japanese prison."
"who!"
"Ye Tian from the blacksmith shop, I caught him when the Japanese were searching the whole city a few days ago."
"What does this Ye Tian have to do with him?"
Hearing this, Wang Hu put the stove aside and said mysteriously: "Haha, the relationship between these two people is quite complicated!"
Pa~
Wang Hu's head was slapped.
"Shopkeeper, why did you hit someone?"
"Hitting is a minor offense, and even if I put you in solitary confinement, I won't be wronged! Tell me, is there anyone who reports on work like you do? Just say no!"
Wang Hu covered his head and groaned inwardly. Isn't this a habit developed from asking for information from those aunties all year round?
"This Xu San and Ye Tian didn't get along well, and they had a conflict after they came out of prison. The specific reason is unclear. Witness Aunt Zhang said that they both pulled out guns. In addition, Ye Tian's neighbor Aunt Feng said that Ye Tian's My wife slept with Xu San for three days before she took Ye Tian out of prison."
"Is this information accurate?"
"How can this be accurate? For these aunties, if they say 10 points, it's really good to get 2 out of 10 points."
