When the intense white light faded, Wei Ran found that he had not returned to his home, but was still standing in Han Shoutian's yard. Unlike before the white light appeared, this time it was sunny and broad daylight, and the yard had been renovated.
There are also tables and chairs arranged one after another, and the tables are filled with dishes of Baiyangdian specialties.
In the center of the courtyard, Han Shoutian was wearing a military uniform and a big red flower on his chest. Beside him, there was a young female soldier who was also wearing a military uniform and wearing a big red flower on her chest.
"Shouta, you are really capable. You have been fighting wars all over the country for several years without talking about all the nonsense, and you even cheated a wife back." Old Uncle Chui, who was much older, walked into the yard beaming with joy.
The two young men following him also carried two large poles also tied with big red flowers.
"I didn't lie to anyone!"
Han Shoutian blushed and pointed at Zhou Houpu, who was standing next to him with a wine glass and a wicked smile, "Brother Houpu is so awesome. Not only did he trick Miss Cuilian into opening a clinic, but there are not many people who can see him.
Yue is about to become a father."
"Uncle Lao Chui, why are you here to have a wedding banquet with two big poles?" Zhou Houpu, who didn't want to get angry, quickly changed the subject, "Now that New China has been established, there are no Japanese to attack us!"
"Japanese? How dare you dare to come here if you want a damn little devil? These two things can still be fought!"
Uncle Chui motioned to the two young men who came in to lift the big lifting poles that were holding the red flowers forward, "You two don't know this old guy? I'm also going to give these two big lifting poles to Morita and the others.
Since you don’t know me anymore, come on, I’ll let them carry it away!”
"No!" Han Shoutian said quickly, "How can we not recognize him!"
"When I first attacked a Japanese steamboat, I used these two poles!" Zhou Houpu sighed with nostalgia on his face.
"yes"
Han Shoutian took over the topic, "Later you went to the reconnaissance team, and these two big levers were used by me and Sanhai. It's a pity that Sanhai didn't survive. Obviously he only needs to persist for a few more years...
well!"
The originally joyful wedding scene suddenly burst into countless sadness. Uncle Zhou, who was wearing new clothes, said quickly, "No matter what, this battle is over. From now on, we can all have a happy life!"
"Speaking of this, Morita, what are your plans to change your career and come back?" Old Uncle Chui also changed the subject and asked.
"It's a pity that I didn't learn my uncle's doctoring skills, otherwise I could have opened a medicine shop like Houpu and his wife." Han Shoutian joked around the topic.
"With your rough hands and feet, even the animals in the field dare not seek medical treatment from you." Old Uncle Chui's words immediately made the relatives and friends in the yard burst into laughter, "You kid, why don't you just join me in blacksmithing?"
, I happen to be short of an apprentice."
"Uncle Old Chui, you're not here for a wedding banquet, you're here to recruit a disciple, right?" Someone in the crowd shouted like a boo, and everyone immediately burst into laughter again.
Outside the lively crowd, Wei Ran glanced at Han Shoutian and the heroic-looking bride beside him. After all, he did not go up to say hello to any of them, but silently raised the camera he had been holding to the highest level.
, and pressed the shutter on the lively wedding scene.
With the crisp sound of the shutter, the intense white light once again enveloped his field of vision. When the white light faded for the second time and his field of vision returned to normal, Wei Ran also returned to his home.
With a soft clatter, the metal book automatically turned to the corresponding page as always, and the metal quill wrote in dark red handwriting under the black and white photos of the two big lifting rods:
Gunshots in the reeds
Zhou Houpu, as an investigator during the Anti-Japanese War, provided a large amount of intelligence to the Yanling Team. After the Anti-Japanese War, his son inherited his father's business and became a rural barefoot doctor.
Han Shoutian officially joined the Yanling Corps in August 1941. After cooperating with the main force to liberate Xin'an City in June 1945, he was incorporated into the 38th Regiment in August of the same year and went to Tiangu to continue participating in the Liberation War. In November 1949, he died due to physical illness.
Due to reasons, he changed his job. In August 1951, he was awarded the North China Liberation Commemorative Medal.
In August 1963, Zhou Houpu and Han Shoutian rescued a total of 17 children, two teachers and one elderly person who had fallen into the water during the severe flood.
Xu Sanhai officially joined the Yanling team in August 1941 and partnered with Han Shoutian. In early October 1943, due to the Japanese army digging rivers to release water to carry out bacterial warfare in southern Hebei and western Shandong, Xu Sanhai unfortunately contracted the cholera virus and died while rescuing a breached river embankment.
As he wrote this, the metal quill used black writing to list the serial number of the medal that Han Shoutian had obtained. Interestingly, at the end of the serial number of the medal, he also added the sentence "Hidden on the beam of the main house."
of words.
At this point, the metal quill resumed its dark red handwriting and continued to write in another line, "When friends come, there is good wine. If the jackal comes, he will be greeted with a shotgun."
Looking at this lyric that every Chinese person knows, Wei Ran couldn't help but have a relaxed smile on his lips, and his mind couldn't help but echo the melody that was almost engraved in his genes.
As the pages turned, the metal quill continued to write unobtrusively under the red whirlpool on the back, "This big ship will surely carry us to victory and peace!"
What surprised Wei Ran was that just when he was about to see what was floating in the red vortex, the metal quill continued to draw on the blank page 12 again!
Amidst the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the page, a colorful pattern the size of a teacup mouth appeared on the page. The main body of the pattern was a grave made of human heads. Each of those heads was wearing a steel helmet, and the top one was
Not only is the iconic plaster flag printed on the helmet, there are also two fart curtains that seem to be blown up by the wind.
But on the top of this mass of heads, which looks like a Beijing sight, there is an anti-Japanese sword dripping with blood. Looking at the background of the main pattern, it is a silhouette of the Great Wall shrouded in gunpowder smoke, winding to the end among the mountains.
.
When the drawing was completed, the metal quill wrote under the pattern without pausing, "Junior Jingguan Medal: Awarded to defenders who have killed more than 10 invaders using cold weapons."
When the metal quill hit the floor with a clang, a red vortex appeared just below the Jingguan Medal, just like when he received the Junior Field Angel Medal.
But this time, Wei Ran was not in a hurry to take out the things in the vortex, but frowned as he stared at the newly appeared medal.
There is no doubt that this time he was sent back to Baiyangdian during the Anti-Japanese War. The only Japanese he killed with cold weapons was the reporter in the bathhouse, or to put it more simply, the only one who could be called an "invader" was
Just that one devil.
To put it this way, in the last defense battle of Teng County, I killed 9 Japanese soldiers, and the so-called "accumulation" of this medal is not limited to the same battle?
After muttering something in a low voice, Wei Ran stopped thinking about it, reached into the red vortex under the medal, and picked out the unstable things inside.
Both expected and unexpected, what is placed here is indeed an anti-Japanese sword. However, compared to the two swords used in Teng County and the two swords used as the background wall in the living room, this metal book rewards myself.
It's obviously much more refined.
Not only is the blade of this broadsword thick, it is also densely covered with gorgeous patterns that can only be found in Damascus steel. Even the blade that serves as the guard is carefully carved to look like some kind of ferocious beast. As for the handle,
, it is particularly comfortable to hold.
Putting the big knife that was destined to be difficult to use back into the red vortex, Wei Ran reached into the vortex on the previous page again. To his surprise, he still couldn't take out the things inside. This was a good thing.
Omen.
Following several previous experiences, he immediately put his hand on the floor of the living room, took back the metal book, and took out the contents of the red vortex.
With a crisp sound of "crash", a pot of green radish placed on the balcony of the living room overturned and fell to the ground. A wooden rowboat also appeared in the large living room!
The length of this row of boats is nearly three meters, and the width is only eighty or ninety centimeters at most. Not only are there two wooden pulp fixed to the hull, but there is also a wrist-thick bamboo pole fixed to the edge, which is seven or eight meters long.
One end of this bamboo pole is the murderer who overturned the pot of pothos.
Wei Ran woke up from his shock, and then he squatted down and looked at the exquisitely crafted boat. He really didn't expect that he would get a boat this time.
Compared with the boat that Zhou Houpu supported back then, although the shape and details of the current boat are similar, the workmanship is particularly exquisite. Not only is the whole body brushed with thick tung oil, but even the center of the bamboo pole and the handle of the oar are wrapped with thick
The only thing that made him feel a little regretful was that there was no big lifting rod on it.
Looking around, Wei Ran reached out and picked up a sofa pillow and the TV remote control and threw them into the cabin. Then he tried to put the small row boat into the metal book. Unfortunately, although the boat was successfully recovered, but that
The bulging sofa pillows and remote control were left on the floor.
There was also the film in the food box! Wei Ran summoned the food box out without giving up. However, to his great disappointment, he could not bring back the films he put in at the beginning.
I believed your evil deeds!
Wei Ran continued to take things out of the metal book, and what he took out this time was the Rolleiflex double-lens reflex camera. When he changed the film for the Japanese camera at Han Shoutian's house, he not only changed the film for this camera but also
He took the film, and also stuffed an extra roll of spare film into the horse-skin camera case with the gold assault badge. What was a little comforting was that the two boxes of film were brought back smoothly.
Next up is the fucking anti-tank gun! Weiran put away the camera, gritted his teeth and continued to take out things.
However, after this inspection, he could not find out the reason. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and glance at the tattoo on the tiger's mouth of his left hand. Then he put away the anti-tank, got up and walked to the study room with excellent sound insulation.
He took out the Guqin Yaoguang from the metal book and placed it on the piano table that Suisui prepared for herself.
Not long after, a song of Guangling San filled with murderous intent drifted out from the ajar door, taking away the sadness in Wei Ran's heart.
