Chapter 112 He's not called a fool, he's called Wang Xiaohu
The right courtyard is very large, with an independent kitchen and four rooms. It used to be used by relatives of the Jiang family or bandits who temporarily came down from the mountain.
As soon as Zhou Wen walked in, he saw a short figure squatting on the ground and playing in the mud. He was wearing blue cloth clothes and trousers, and a pair of cloth shoes stained with mud. A big head like a ball was dangling on his thin neck.
It makes people worry about how his thin and narrow shoulders can support him.
Zhou Wen knew that this was Idiot - Uncle Beard's only relative in the world.
Zhou Wen gently put down Hong Xiu, held her hand and walked slowly to the child. He was focused on building an unrecognizable pile of mud on the ground, ignoring the two people who walked in front of him.
Zhou Wen looked at the child carefully. He had a high forehead, small and slender eyes, and a face that vaguely resembled a king's beard. There were two long dragons hanging under his nostrils. When it almost reached his mouth, he sucked it back with a "Whoosh!"
The old nest, and then slowly flowed out...
Zhou Wen was so frightened that he took out a towel from his bag and put it under the child's nose to wipe it. Only then did his big head lift up and glanced at Zhou Wen. His slender eyes were like a pool of tranquility.
The water in the pool was clear and bright. Then he lowered his head and continued playing in the mud.
Zhou Wen handed the towel to Hongxiu, rolled up his own sleeves, and squatted down to play in the mud with the child. Hongxiu stood nearby and guarded the two dragons with full vigilance. If they dared to show their heads, he would kill them with the towel.
Three figures, one big, two small, were playing and watching in this small yard. It actually gave people a feeling of tranquility and peace.
Gao Xiaoshan did not want to disturb this rare peaceful atmosphere, so he stopped Aunt Zhang and Erya who came out to say hello after hearing the sound, and went back to the house with them.
Zhou Wen didn't know how long it had been since he had played with mud, so he became absorbed in it for no apparent reason. After several failures, he finally made a model of a house, and even dug a hole in the door with his fingers. Just when he felt satisfied, he didn't
I lost my childhood skills.
"This is not a house, it doesn't look like..." came a soft and hoarse voice. Zhou Wen looked up and saw a pair of small, bright eyes without any impurities under his big head.
Zhou Wen laughed and said: "I think it's okay. Look, this is the door, this is the roof...Hey! Stop it!"
Before he finished speaking, a pair of small hands crushed the mud hut made by Zhou Wen into pieces, and then reassembled the mud to make it plastic and regular. In the blink of an eye, a well-crafted mud hut appeared in front of him, with the windows even opened.
and gate.
"This is the house, not yours." Big Head looked at Zhou Wen seriously and said. Zhou Wen was speechless for a moment. He originally thought about sticking out the kitten's paws from the door curtain and showing a small hand. Who knows that this person is an expert.
Pointing to the pile of mud the child had built with some confusion, he said, "What does this look like to you?" I thought, could it be that this child has entered the ranks of abstract art?
"It looks like shit, looks like the shit I pooped today." Those bright little eyes were still looking at Zhou Wen seriously.
"Plop!" With a sound, Zhou Wen sat down on the ground.
"Plop!" came another sound, and Hongxiu fell to the ground laughing...
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It was September 20, 1930. In the morning, the transportation team that had just returned to Xuchang station from Ertang Village the day before gathered together. They all looked curiously at the thin boy with a big head standing next to Zhou Wen in front of the queue. They knew him.
The brothers are all wondering, isn’t this the idiot?
Zhou Wen said loudly: "Brothers, I want to announce something today. Our leader, Uncle Hu, has left a bloodline in this world, which is the child next to me. He is not Uncle Hu's nephew, but Uncle Hu's."
biological son."
"Buzz!" sounded. This explosive news immediately shocked the entire queue, but they were well-trained and immediately quieted down. The look in their eyes when they looked at the child was different, with a kindred atmosphere. They all
I know the kindness of the leader, and I know that without Wang Huzi, the transportation team would not be what it is today.
Zhou Wen continued: "From today on, this child will no longer be called a fool, but his name will be Wang Xiaohu. I can't control other villagers, but I hope that our brothers will call him Xiaohu from now on. There is no fool in the world, only Wang Xiaohu
.From now on, our transportation team has the responsibility to protect him, take care of him, and raise him.
From now on, everyone here today must shoulder this responsibility as long as they are alive. Brothers, can you do it?"
"Yes, I can do it!" Everyone including Hongxiu and Zhou Yongbin shouted in unison.
In this way, Wang Xiaohu became a new member of the transportation team. The team members usually rushed to give him delicious and fun food, and Hong Xiu also had a follower. Although Wang Xiaohu was two years older than Hong Xiu, he was not as tall as Hong Xiu.
Rather like Hongxiu's younger brother. Children like children, so he is naturally closer to Hongxiu.
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The Central Plains War, which lasted for more than half a year, has now come to an end. Marshal Zhang of the Northeast Army, who had been waiting in the Northeast for a long time, sent the 1st and 2nd Corps of the Northeast Frontier Army to enter the pass and join the National Army. Seeing that there was no hope of victory, many members of the Northwest Army
The generals defected before the battle. Zhou Wen knew that the war would be over soon.
However, he increased the training load of the transport team even more, because when the war is over, it will be difficult to have the situation where all kinds of firearms and ammunition are being manufactured freely like now.
The relatives in Ertang Village also received a large amount of material and financial support, and they basically had no worries about food and clothing within a year or two. Zhou Wen also gave Hao Laodao a task, asking him to erect a pole in the sky again and summon his former cronies
The old brother left him a lot of guns and ammunition. But they were strictly prohibited from robbing them again. They could collect protection fees from surrounding villages in the name of fighting other bandits. The main purpose was to protect the safety of Ertang Village.
What Zhou Wen didn't expect was that since the bandits around Funiu Mountain were basically wiped out by the army, Hao Laodao became the biggest leader in Funiu Mountain in less than half a year. He had hundreds of men and guns, many of whom were homeless after the war.
The defeated soldiers and deserters, under the training of a small officer of the Northwest Army who had escaped and surrendered, could be regarded as decent. No other bandits dared to establish a foothold within dozens of miles.
When going down the mountain, everyone covered their faces with black scarves and queued up neatly. They did not kill anyone or rob goods, and only collected a reasonable amount of protection fees. As a result, the people in this mountainous area lived in peace for a few years, and the protection fees were paid willingly and without any concern.
Complain.
Later, it actually got the title of Masked Army. Ertang Village naturally became the Wangfeng Village of Masked Army. Life should not be too comfortable.
After Zhou Wen arranged the relatives of the supplementary regiment, he began to think about how to smoothly bring his brothers home from the army. However, he did not expect that although the transportation team had tried its best to keep a low profile and try not to attract the attention of the headquarters,