Wang Zhenzhen touched the cold and hard head of the kang.
Although it was cold, dark, and didn't even have a bed, she suddenly felt that this cabin was particularly peaceful.
Wang Zhenzhen finally raised her head, looked at Xu San and asked, "Teacher, what about you?"
"I'll go back to school in a while. There are dormitories over there." Xu San replied casually, but she saw that Wang Zhenzhen still seemed to have something to say and didn't dare to say anything, so he continued to ask, "Are you afraid that Kameda will come and cause trouble?" ?”
Wang Zhenzhen lowered her head again and said nothing. She was really worried about this issue in her heart.
Xu San smacked her teeth, thought for a moment, took out a melon grenade from her arms, and threw it to Wang Zhenzhen, "If someone comes to trouble you, sound it."
Xu San's grenade was thrown over. The moment she caught the grenade, Wang Zhenzhen felt her little heart skip a beat and rush to her throat.
The heavy and cold feel let her know that this grenade was real.
Then, Xu San told her how to use the melon grenade in her hand.
Wang Zhenzhen listened carefully, for fear of missing a sentence.
As a result, there is nothing difficult about weapons like grenades.
Pull the safety off, knock it, wait a few seconds and it will explode.
It's very simple, but the deterrent effect is also the most suitable for Wang Zhenzhen. If she is given a gun, Xu San will be reluctant to part with it. With the idle equipment, Xu San also plans to send the guerrillas.
After listening to the explanation, Wang Zhenzhen put the grenade in her arms.
Xu San left some money and asked her to buy some daily necessities tomorrow. After buying, she asked him to clean up the house. After the explanation, Xu San turned around and left, leaving Wang Zhenzhen alone in this cold room.
The light in the kerosene lamp danced slightly, and the shadows on the wall flickered.
In this unfamiliar environment, Wang Zhenzhen felt little peace of mind.
Touching the grenade in her arms, her heart beat violently for a few times. Then he took his hand out, put it on his face, and rubbed it gently, feeling the clear texture and cold touch on the grenade.
Under the illumination of the lights, her numb face gradually became alive, and her originally pale cheeks became rosy.
He untied the obi of the kimono, took it off, spread it over his body, then held the grenade in his arms and gently closed his eyes.
Xu San sat on the motorcycle and drove slowly.
Are you thinking about where to go?
School management in this era was not strict, and there was no problem of staying out at night, or being unable to enter the school if you returned late.
In fact, he could go to Sister Ji's house or find a hotel.
But after thinking about it, I felt that going to Miss Ji's house would bring bad reputation to others. After all, neither Miss Ji nor Wang Fengling was married.
It would be a waste to go to the hotel, so Xu San decided to go back to the dormitory, and he had more important things to do when he returned to the dormitory.
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Linxian, Xu San’s Hengdian grocery store.
Sister Hua finally took Xiaohong to clean up the room.
Xiaohong poured a bowl of water, put down the cup, and started to complain, "Sister, didn't you tell me to rest when it got dark? It's already the middle of the night, and you just let me rest, hum."
Sister Hua knocked on her shoulder and said, "I think if you are used to being pampered, you won't be able to stand doing such a small amount of work."
Xiaohong was speechless, very unhappy, "This is your man's property, not mine, and I will never be left behind in this job."
"No good, then where did your Browning come from?"
"It's from the organization!" Xiao Hongyan said insincerely.
"The organization's weapons are so tight that regular regimental leaders may not even have a Browning, but she got one for you. This isn't just partiality, it's a case of protecting the calf!"
"Then..." Xiaohong was a little speechless. Although she had countless reasons to talk about interests, she couldn't say it at the moment.
"Although this property belongs to him, it is indeed a place where he transfers supplies to the guerrillas, so if you clean it, it is within the scope of your work. Don't complain." Sister Hua continued.
Xiao Hong blinked her eyes, opened her mouth, ran to the window, threw herself on it, rolled around, stretched, and moaned comfortably, "Don't mention it, the bedding my brother-in-law picked is really comfortable to sleep on. "
Sister Hua looked at Xiaohong who was not doing anything and said, "Don't you want to wash your feet?"
"No more washing, no more washing, I'm exhausted. My fragrant An Hong still smells good even if I don't wash my feet."
Sister Hua shook her head, walked to the bed and put her hand on Xiaohong's waist, and lightly tickled it a few times. Xiaohong immediately surrendered, "Hahaha, sister, please forgive me, please forgive me, haha, I'm going to wash it right now."
As she said this, Xiaohong pulled up her shoes and ran out to carry the kettle.
After a while, Xiaohong came in carrying a kettle and a footbath, "Sister, there is only a footbath. Let's wash it together."
The foot basin is very large, more than enough for four feet.
After a tiring day, it was still very comfortable to burn your feet. Xiaohong groaned again.
Sister Hua rolled her eyes at her and asked you to wash it off if you don't want to. You'll feel better this time.
Xiaohong lazily rubbed each other with her two white feet, "Yes, yes, sister, everything you said is right."
After scalding for a while, the water temperature cooled down. Xiaohong stepped on the edge of the script and let it dry naturally.
Looking at Sister Hua, she asked, "Sister, do you want to add more water?"
"Hmm~" Sister Hua thought for a moment, "Let's add more."
After adding hot water again, Xiaohong put her feet into the footbath again, planning to boil them for a while longer.
"Sister, have you noticed that there is a Japanese living in the house across from us?"
Xiaohong's words aroused Sister Hua's interest. He raised his head and asked, "Oh~ how did you know."
"When we first arrived, there was a little girl lying at the door looking at our carriage. She took it and was pulled back by her mother, who said a few words in Japanese."
"What did you say?" Sister Hua asked.
"The little girl's name is Meiya. Her mother just told her to go back and not stay at the door. Well, her mother doesn't know what her name is?"
Sister Hua pondered for a while and asked, "Is your Japanese good enough to chat with strangers?"
"It should be okay. I can only practice with my brother-in-law, and I haven't talked to anyone else. In the small place of Ping An, only the Japanese soldiers speak Japanese, and there is no one I want to practice with." Xiaohong complained with a confident face. .
As soon as Sister Hua saw Xiaohong's virtue, she knew that she should have no problem with her daily conversations.
In fact, she also learned it, but her language talent was not good, so she learned some secretly, but unfortunately she didn't feel comfortable saying it herself.
"Then we won't leave tomorrow. You can find an opportunity to find out the origin of that Japanese family." Sister Hua said.
"Okay!" Xiaohong agreed happily.
"Be careful. We don't know the other party's details yet, so we have to be careful in everything."
"I know~" Xiaohong said in a long voice.
"Your attitude, this is a formal mission, not a joke."
"Of course I know."
