Zhou Wen was closing his eyes when his eyes suddenly opened. Zhao Changshu was overjoyed. He thought that Zhou Wen had finally been convinced by him and was about to talk to him, a good senior, when the door of the emergency room opened. Feng Tianpei came out and said: "He woke up."
I'm in good spirits, you can go in and talk for 10 minutes."
Zhou Wen rolled his eyes at Zhao Changshu and walked in first. Only then did Zhao Changshu realize that Huang Yisheng was not out of danger yet. Why was he still so curious? He quickly followed Zhou Wen in.
At this time, Huang Yisheng had been awake for a while. Although his body was still weak, he was eager to see Zhou Wen. He was afraid that he would have another accident and wanted to explain his funeral arrangements.
However, when he saw Zhou Wen and Zhao Changshu walking in together, he couldn't say anything. His vision was completely blurred by tears. He only felt that his heart that had been cold for a year began to feel warm, and his mind that had been hesitant and confused began to feel warm.
I felt inexplicably relieved.
Zhou Wen looked at Huang Yisheng, who was in tears, and quickly stepped forward to hold his hand gently and said: "Brother Huang, just relax and recuperate. You have already told me about your situation. Don't think about anything now. Take good care of your health first."
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Zhao Changshu followed up and said: "That's right, when Brother Yisheng arrived in Taiyuan, he relaxed and recuperated. I will also make arrangements for your nephew. I heard that the Taiyuan Arsenal can resume production soon. When the time comes, Brother Yisheng will be there for you."
It’s time to show off your skills.”
Huang Yisheng calmed down his emotions and motioned to the nurse next to him to help him wipe away his tears. Then he looked at Zhao Changshu apologetically and said, "Brother Changshu and I have a close relationship, and I admire him very much as a person. But before he betrayed the Northeast Army this time,
When I came to Shanxi, I came to join little brother Zhou Wen."
Having said this, he looked at Zhou Wen and said, "Brother Zhou Wen, if you don't think Huang's uncle and nephew are a burden, I hope they can beg to take them in."
Zhao Changshu changed his expression and said, "Brother Yisheng, can't you trust me, Zhao Changshu?"
Zhou Wen said angrily: "Senior, it's not that he doesn't trust you, but he doesn't want to embarrass you."
"Why are you in trouble?"
"Let me ask you, if Marshal Zhang knows that Brother Yisheng is in Taiyuan, and goes directly to the Marshal to ask for someone, and the Marshal has no friendship with Brother Yisheng, and he gives an order, will you obey it or not?"
Zhao Changshu suddenly opened his mouth and was speechless.
Yes! If the commander wants to hand Huang Yisheng over, why should he disobey his order?
After much deliberation, Huang Yisheng can only be safest if he is with Zhou Wen, at the Lishi base camp. Even if the marshal doesn't want to offend the young marshal, he can't possibly fall out with Zhou Wen, right?
He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed on his face, and he felt strange in his heart. Why did Huang Yisheng understand Zhou Wen as soon as he said it, but he thought about whether he believed in others? Is his thinking too narrow?
Zhou Wen immediately comforted him and said: "Senior, don't think too much, anyway, isn't it the same between me and yours?"
Zhao Changshu thought about it. He just couldn't hold back his face and was thinking too much. Zhou Wen was right. Maybe Huang Yisheng could play a better role under Zhou Wen.
What's more, what's your junior's is your own. In the past six months, I've gotten a lot of free guns and ammunition from Zhou Wen.
After thinking about this section clearly, he felt better again.
At this moment, Huang Dayou, who had taken a shower and changed his clothes, walked in. Seeing Huang Yisheng awake, he choked and said, "Uncle." Tears rolled down his face.
Huang Yisheng looked at his nephew with pity. Due to his tall stature, he could not find suitable clothes for a while. A new pair of military cotton clothes and trousers were too cramped for him. The trouser legs hung high. At this time, he had to shave
He had shaved off his beard and washed his face. He looked to be in his early twenties, and his childish look had not completely faded away.
Huang Yisheng sighed and said, "Oh! Dayou, you have suffered a lot along the way."
Huang Dayou wiped away his tears and said: "I'm not bitter, it's just that I'm useless, which is why my uncle suffered like this."
At this point, he thought of the wanderings along the way and the grievance and helplessness he felt after being deceived, and then seeing that his uncle was finally out of danger. With mixed feelings, he couldn't help but squat on the ground, cover his face with his hands, and burst into tears.
Huang Yisheng looked at his only relative in the world, and recalled that the once happy family was now separated from each other. He couldn't help but feel sad, and unknowingly, his face was filled with tears.
Zhou Wen and Zhao Changshu hurriedly came forward to comfort him. Zhou Wen was still afraid that Huang Yisheng's sadness would affect his body too much, so he used Prajna Qi to massage and regulate his Qi.
At this time, Feng Tianpei did not say anything to stop him. He knew that the uncle and nephew had experienced a lot of misery in the past two years. At this time, they were allowed to completely release the depression that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time. This would be very helpful for Huang Yisheng's physical recovery.
benefit.
Huang Yisheng had been recuperating in Peiping for nearly a year. Marshal Zhang had spared no effort to save him. The doctors and medicines were the best. However, because he was not freed from the sadness and despair, his physical recovery was not good.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have developed a high fever halfway through, and later the old injury would relapse and lead to infection.
After a long time, Huang Yisheng's mood gradually calmed down. He looked at Zhou Wen and said, "Huang doesn't think too much about his future. He has only one wish in this life: to kill all the Japanese and return our three eastern provinces."
After finishing speaking, he hesitated for a moment and asked with expectant eyes: "Last year during the Anti-Japanese War in Songhu, little brother Zhou..."
"My younger brother went with his brothers and killed thousands of Japanese soldiers, including a Japanese major general."
Zhao Changshu also interjected: "Brother Yisheng, you still don't know, right? It was Awen who sneaked in and blew up the Japanese armored ship Izumo alone."
Zhou Wen hurriedly said: "You can't say that. The six suicide squad members of the 19th Route Army sacrificed their lives to create the opportunity for me to sneak into the enemy ship. They were the biggest contributors to the sinking of the Izumo."
Huang Yisheng's eyes lit up and he cheered up: "You are all heroes and good men of China. It's a pity that Huang is weak and cannot show off the feats of you warriors."
He then motioned Huang Dayou to come up, took his nephew's hand and said: "Although Huang cannot go into battle to kill the enemy himself, he has some knowledge about the development of gunpowder and military manufacturing, and he will definitely be able to help Brother Zhou improve his performance."
To do things, sharpen your weapons and kill more Japanese."
"But my nephew is different. He has loved martial arts and disliked literature since he was a child. He was not good at school but was born to be a soldier. This is not just the evaluation of him by my former colleagues in the army. Huang has been in the Northeast Army for many years. Although
He has never led a soldier in a war, but he has some vision and knowledge. Although Dayou is a bit stubborn, his talent for controlling firearms is the only one Huang has seen in his life. Any weapon in his hands can be mastered as soon as he learns it.