Zhang Jiang became even more confused after hearing what the two said.
"What do you do?"
Zhang Xiuxian chuckled, "Don't worry, brother, I used to do this just like you."
The train started again. This brief disturbance made Feng Yu's heart tense. He had not yet seen his unborn child, and now he cherished his life even more than before.
After what happened just now, the people in the car became trembling with fear, and few people continued to move around.
Zhang Jiang looked around and said in a low voice: "To be honest, the person the Japanese are looking for is me." He thanked the two of them again, "My documents are fake. The Japanese have discovered the clues just now. They want to
If it wasn't for my brother who rescued me, I'm afraid it would have been worse than it was."
"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. It is everyone's wish to get rid of the outsiders. However, I am not very powerful and what I can do is really limited."
Zhang Xiuxian also had lofty ambitions. During those years in the Northeast, he had a lot of exposure to Sovietism. If his uncle hadn't refused to give in and there were no heirs in the family, he would have left long ago.
Life is always full of uncertainties of one kind or another. Once you pass a crossroad, you may never go back.
Zhang Jiang asked: "I would like to ask, this certificate of yours is not ordinary. To have this thing, my brother is not an ordinary person."
The certificate in Zhang Xiuxian's hand is called the East Asia Cooperation and Co-Prosperity Certificate. It is an exclusive certificate issued to the Japanese in China. Lu Guangcheng spent a lot of money and material resources to obtain this thing. He only paid a lot of money or provided special services to them.
Only Japanese high-level officials would specially award it to those who helped. He changed his name to Zhang Xiuxian's for the safety of his nephew.
Feng Yu didn't know what Lu Guangcheng did to the Japanese to get this thing. Not to mention that it was very useful. The Japanese soldiers all respected this thing when they saw it.
Zhang Xiuxian replied, "It's a small business at home, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."
Zhang Jiang tried to win over Zhang Xiuxian, "From what I heard, my brother is very passionate. Now is the time of suffering for the Chinese nation. What happened in Nanjing a few years ago has made us extremely miserable. Mr. Sun Yat-sen said that we must expel the Tartars."
, Restoring China, this long-cherished wish is now difficult to achieve. Since my brother is willing to serve, why don’t you join in? "
Feng Yu has heard about all kinds of crimes for a long time. How great this cause is. These are pioneer workers of an era.
"Today is different from the past. I just do what I can. Now I just want to live well. Since we have this fate, if you have anything in the future, just come to me."
Zhang Jiang is a happy person, he has no ink at all, and he has a clear attitude towards others, so I won’t say any more.
"One more friend and one more road, then if someone needs it in the future, Mr. Zhang will be able to help."
Zhang Xiuxian agreed immediately and told his home address. Zhang Jiang got off the train halfway, not knowing whether the name was true or false. Looking at his leaving figure on the train, Feng Yu felt that these people were the real warriors.
After Zhang Jiang waved to Feng Yu and the others outside, his figure disappeared into the crowd. The road in the world is walked little by little. Those who are at the forefront are worthy of respect, like Zhang Jiang
In this way, there are many, many people who are ambitious and save the nation from disaster.
Feng Yu was indifferently respectful. People were coming and going outside the station. He could no longer see Zhang Jiang's shadow. Zhang Xiuxian stared out the window in a daze. Feng Yu asked: "What are you thinking about?"
"Sometimes I envy people like this. They can do what they want, unlike people like us who hang their heads on their belts and end up doing it all in a thankless way and make themselves stink."
"How should I put it? The world needs all kinds of people. Ideals and ambitions are not as important as survival, so we choose the latter."
Zhang Xiuxian didn't say anything. If he goes according to his life plan, he may be an angry young man, following their leader or going to the front line to do his ideal things. He is a person who is quite positive in his thinking.
The train started slowly, and they continued on their journey. It was now the end of 1940, and the smoke of gunpowder had burned into the inland. The invasion of outsiders had awakened the sleeping heart of China. Feng Yu believed that this period would not take long.
It will pass.
The next train drove all the way into Chang'an. The thousand-year-old ancient capital here has lost its ancient grand ceremony under the flames of war, and everything is gray.
Feng Yu and the others didn't waste any time after getting off the car. Counting now, it should be the fourth day since his father's disappearance. He was very anxious. If he wanted to find out what was going on, he had to rush there as soon as possible.
The location of Lujiacun is not easy to find. There are a mix of newly built and old houses here. Some even have their earthen walls collapsed, but some houses have just built new brick walls. This shows that the gap between the rich and the poor here is large.
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When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Feng Yu saw an old yellow mud house. It was very old. The large wood on the beams was rotten and dilapidated. It was impossible to prove when it was built. The house was slanted and seemed to be damaged at any time.
Zhang Xiuxian and Feng Yu spent a lot of effort to come over, and they felt a little upset when they saw this scene. "I said, is this Lujiacun? Why do I feel that something is wrong?"
Feng Yu had never been to this place and had never heard of it in the Feng family. He looked confused.
What he had to do was to first find the person who called him. Whether it was true or false, they were already here.
Lujia Village is a large village in the surrounding area. None of the neighboring villages are as wealthy as theirs. Although there are also poor people, when comparing the houses, almost all of them can be called houses in Lujia Village.
Feng Yu thought to himself, if his father really comes here, then there is only one way for people in this place to become rich, which is to rely on the mountains and eat from the mountains. There must be a tomb in the mountains.
Zhang Xiuxian thought so. The two of them walked into the village and wanted to find someone to inquire, but the doors of every house were closed. Zhang Xiuxian started knocking on the door. After knocking "dong dong dong" three times, a dog barked from inside.
But after a while, no one opened the door, only the constant barking of dogs came out.
Their movements were relatively loud, and it stands to reason that someone inside should have heard them.
At this time, I suddenly heard someone talking from behind, "Who are you looking for?"
The two turned their heads and saw a middle-aged man who was just like them, almost in his fifties. He was very slovenly, ragged and dark, but his eyes made them feel uncomfortable.
The dog in the house kept barking. Zhang Xiuxian stopped, turned around and asked, "This is Xujiacun? Right?"
The man nodded and looked at Feng Yu. He was very strange. He had a strange energy that Feng Yu couldn't describe.
"Are you Mr. Feng?" he asked tentatively, his voice was very low, as if his throat had been damaged by smoking.
"Did you call me?"
The man shook his head, "The person calling you is my son Feng Yongnian, and we are also Feng's family."
Being able to meet the Feng family in this place made Feng Yu feel a little more at ease. This is what people talk about when they meet old friends in a foreign land.
"Feng family? What do you call them?" Feng Yu asked.
"Feng Xu, you have to call me uncle. Your father and I are cousins with the same surname."
Feng Yu called Uncle Feng, and Feng Xu turned to lead the way, "Follow me, don't disturb other people's houses."
Zhang Xiuxian reluctantly entered the house and found nothing. Except for the vicious dog inside, there was no movement from the people inside for a long time. He cursed and left.
Feng Yu asked questions from behind, and Feng Xu told him to be calm and wait until they got to the place to talk.
They walked to the door of a courtyard on the edge of Xujiacun, and Feng Xu opened the door softly. This courtyard was not as good as those houses, but it was also very neatly built. The entrance was a mural entrance hall, and behind it was a small courtyard on three sides.
He took Feng Yu and the two of them in.
Xujia Village is located in the Qinling Mountains, with the Han River to the south and the Wei River to the north. The geographical location can be said to be very advantageous. Moreover, the Qinling Mountains have had dragon veins since ancient times, and many emperors and dynasties were established here in ancient times.
Feng Xu remained silent. After entering the room, he suddenly said, "Does anyone else know about your father's coming here?"
"No one else knows but me."
"That's good. Don't make any noise about this. He just went to get something. It's not sure what happened to the person. Yongnian knows the place. When he wakes up, let him take you two there."
Zhang Xiuxian asked, "Are you awake? Why? You still don't get up in broad daylight?"
Feng Xu rolled his eyes at him and said seriously: "You don't know what the Feng family does, do you?"
