Chapter 763. The root of Lao Wang’s treasure has been found!
Hearing Mrs. Song praise himself, Zhao Jun just smiled lightly. These skills were all the losses he suffered in his previous life!
"Brother!" At this time, Song Gang said to Zhao Jun with a smile: "You can't always use this trick, right? If you use it twice, won't everyone notice it?"
"Haha..." Zhao Jun laughed when he heard this, and said: "Give him a handful and win us three hundred horses and that's it!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Jun turned to the old lady and asked: "Is it, Mrs. Song?"
"Yes! Yes!" The old lady nodded happily and said: "Beat him, and I won't play with him next time."
As soon as the old lady finished speaking, her granddaughter-in-law Liu Xiaoyu came in with tea. After giving the water to everyone, when Liu Xiaoyu left, she came to Song Gang and whispered: "Come out and help our mother kill the goose."
"Hey!" Song Gang responded, and then he said to Huang Gui, Zhao Jun, and Zhang Yuanmin: "Uncle Huang, brothers, you guys have a drink of water."
After Song Gang finished speaking, he followed Liu Xiaoyu and walked out.
"Second brother!" Looking at Song Gang's back, Huang Gui said to Song Changhai: "Don't make sister-in-law busy, just eat whatever you have!"
"It's okay." Song Changhai took out cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Huang Gui, and at the same time said: "Let her mother and daughter deal with it, we have to eat it too."
After saying that, Song Changhai separated two cigarettes with one hand and sent them to Zhao Jun and Zhang Yuanmin. Zhang Yuanmin nodded and took the cigarette, but Zhao Jun waved his hand and said: "Uncle Song, I don't smoke."
"My child, you are at a loss!" Suddenly, a voice came from the side, and the old lady reached out to catch Zhao Jun's cigarette.
But the old lady took it in vain. Song Changhai reached back and put the cigarette into his mouth, and then put the cigarette case into his pocket. The old lady gave her son a blank look, but she asked her eldest grandson to take away the cigarette case and pot.
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"Song Nai." At this time, Zhao Jun handed the old lady's jar to her and said, "Let's drink some water."
"Hey!" When the old lady heard this, she took the teapot and held the handle in one hand and the bottom in the other.
But Zhao Jun opened the lid of the tea jar, let out the heat, and took a sip.
On this day, I didn't wander around in the mountain for half a day, but I started carrying people down from the mountain until I sent Chen Xueyi to the health center. The one who contributed the most was Zhao Jun, who usually loves to be lazy.
When Chen Xueyi was busy at the health center, Zhao Jun didn't feel strong yet. As soon as he entered Lao Song's house, his room was too hot, and Zhao Jun felt thirsty.
Hot tea is the best way to quench thirst. Zhao Jun drank it while blowing the tea, and then he put down the teapot when he drank it to the bottom.
"Second child!" At this time, the old lady waved to Song Changhai and said: "Hurry up and give this child some water. He is thirsty."
Song Changhai held a cigarette in his mouth and picked up the thermos from the ground. Zhao Jun quickly took it and said with a smile: "Uncle Song, sit down and I will do it myself."
"Then do it yourself." Song Changhai was not polite and gave the thermos bottle to Zhao Jun, then asked Huang Guidao: "I didn't have time to ask you. Who was that person just now? How was it done? How was it injured?
So serious?"
"Oh, don't mention it." Although he said not to mention it, Huang Gui still told Song Changhai the whole story.
After Song Changhai and the old lady listened, they almost sighed in unison. The old lady glanced at Zhao Jun and said, "My child, it's a good thing you went at the right time, otherwise that person wouldn't be able to reach our village. Then.
I know, that semi-automatic gun shoots 7.62 bullets. If you don’t deal with it in time, he will bleed to death."
"Yeah." As soon as the old lady finished speaking, Zhang Yuanmin said from the side: "I really owe it to my brother today."
After saying this, Zhang Yuanmin laughed self-deprecatingly and said: "My legs are also short. If I carry Brother Chen on my back, Brother Chen's remaining foot will be banging on the ground, so I can't carry him either."
Although it was not a good thing, what Zhang Yuanmin said was quite interesting, and the Song family couldn't help laughing.
Huang Gui knew that there were some things that he couldn't hide, so he took advantage of Song Changhai's joy and said to him: "Second Brother Song, today...my brother-in-law was anxious, and when he came into the room and shouted, my old lady was frightened.
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"Ah, it's okay." Song Changhai waved his hand and said: "No one did it by accident, it's okay."
When Huang Gui heard what Song Changhai said, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Song Changhai was so generous because the old lady was fine. When he was at the health center, Shao Tianpeng helped give Song Changhai a sloppy eye, otherwise Song Changhai would have been so generous at that time.
Most likely, I have to go to Jiang Weifeng.
While the two were talking, Zhao Jun quietly observed their words and took the opportunity to say to Song Changhai: "Uncle Song, look for you to find a piece of paper and a pen, and I will write down the square for you."
"Hey, okay!" Song Changhai stood up quickly after hearing this, opened the drawer next to him, and took out a notebook the size of a cigarette box. Then, he opened the upper drawer again, reached inside and pulled it twice, and took out a hero
329 pen, handed to Zhao Jun along with Xiao Ben.
Zhao Jun took it and took a look. It was a new copy. There was not a single word in it, and the pen was also a good pen.
Zhao Jun used a pen to write a bunch of medicine names on the notebook, but they had no weight. These days, folk customs in Northeast China are like this. They probably just touch the ground and make the medicine according to the prescription. It was also like this when Xing San gave the prescription, or Zhao Jun
Jun only read it once and remembered it.
While Zhao Jun was writing, Song Changhai came over to watch. When Zhao Jun finished writing, he pointed to the main ingredient and said to Song Changhai: "Uncle Song, this is enough. Just keep the rest as little as possible." "Okay!" Song Changhai happily took the pen and notebook, only to hear Zhao Jun continue to say: "This medicine is for emergency use, we can't just point at it."
With that said, Zhao Jun turned to the old lady and persuaded her nicely: "Song Nai, we should stop smoking."
"Yeah, kid." Faced with the outsiders' kind words and advice, the old lady took good advice and nodded: "I know."
"Did you hear that?" Song Changhai took the opportunity to say to the old lady again: "Mom, everyone who sees you tells you to stop smoking."
"Oh! I got it!" The old lady listened to the outsiders' advice. It was okay, but after hearing her son nagging her too much, the old lady was annoyed and said a little impatiently: "I've been smoking all my life. You want me to stop smoking now, and you don't want me to live forever."
What?"
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When the old lady said this, she tilted her head and curled her lips, which made Zhao Jun and others happy.
Hearing Zhao Jun's laughter, the old lady turned to Zhao Jun and said: "My child, you don't smoke, you don't know. The old man and I were running all over the valley with the Anti-Japanese League all morning. The men smoked, and I
I smoked too. Later you said you had no more cigarettes, and when the leaves rustled in autumn, I hugged the dry poplar leaves, rolled them up and smoked."
"Hahaha..." Everyone in the room burst into laughter, and Zhao Jun even asked: "Song Nai, can that thing be smoked?"
"Yes!" The old lady curled her lips and said, "We had a hard time at that time. As long as it was something that could be lit, except for the cannonball twister, I had smoked it."
"Hahaha..." After hearing what the old lady said, even Song Changhai was extremely happy.
The group of people laughed, but the old lady didn't laugh. She continued: "Later, the little devils were beaten away, and we followed the liberation. After that, we suppressed the bandits in the Northeast earlier than other places. We suppressed the bandits in 1949, my old man
My son is the platoon leader, and I also organized women to help fight!"
At this point, the old lady clasped her hands and counted the numbers: "After the suppression of the bandits is over, when the Eighteen-Nation Allied Forces are attacked, my old man and my boss will follow the troops across the river, and I will lead him..."
As she said that, the old lady pointed to Song Changhai and said: "He was not very old at that time. I had to hold meetings, mobilize, and lead women and children to train throughout the day. Sometimes I had to carry him on my back!"
When the old lady said this, no one in the room laughed anymore. Zhao Jun and others all looked at the old man with admiration. The little old lady was less than 1.6 meters tall, not as tall as Zhang Yuanmin, but she had never been taller than Zhang Yuanmin.
You can see the selflessness and fearlessness of the older generation in her.
Especially Zhao Jun. He had been to Rakshasa in his previous life. In the mountains and forests that were plundered by Tsarist Russia, he had seen the old signs left by his ancestors. From there, he knew the importance of a strong country.
The strength of the country is achieved through the hard work of thousands of people like old ladies.
At this time, the old lady said again: "My old man was gone when we fought in Seoul. My boss came back by himself in 1958."
When the old lady said this, the room was completely silent. Song Changhai pursed his lips. His impression of his father only came from a yellowed old photo. But Song Changhai clearly remembered that when he was a child, he stayed here for ten miles.
No child in Hachimura dares to bully him.
Even if a child older than him dares to touch Song Changhai, his parents will beat him half to death when he returns home. This is not because his mother is so powerful, but because his father is a martyr.
"Alas..." the old lady sighed, and continued: "In the few years since my boss came back, things have been going through ups and downs, both in the city and in the countryside."
When the old lady said this, Zhao Jun and others still looked at her solemnly. But what people didn't expect was that the old lady suddenly changed her tone and said: "You tell me, these old people are causing trouble.
Son, can’t you take a puff of cigarette to relieve your boredom?”
As she spoke, the old lady made a fist with one hand, turned the back of her hand and hit the palm of the other hand twice, and said rather sadly: "Can this be done without a cigarette to support it?"
Zhao Jun, Zhang Yuanmin, Huang Gui: "..."
Song Changhai on the side couldn't hold back his joy. He turned around and shouted to the outer room: "I'm sorry, I'll give you the cigarette bag and the pot quickly!"
Song Gang was helping Tian Yuying to press the goose. His wife Liu Xiaoyu came into the house with a pipe and a pot, brought it to the old lady, and whispered: "Milk, take a sip less, we will eat later."
"Hey, my grandson." The old lady happily took the pipe and pot, and her second son struck a match and lit the pipe for her. The old lady took a nice puff.
Zhao Jun and the others looked at this scene with smiles on their faces. Zhao Jun felt that such an old man should be coaxed, pampered and respected by his younger generation.
The old lady took a puff of cigarette, smiled at Zhao Jun and the others, waved her hands and said, "Drink less water. The meal will be ready soon, so eat more."
Huang Gui and Zhang Yuanmin both agreed. At this time, Zhao Jun said to the old lady: "Song Nai, I want to ask you about someone."
The old lady blew out the smoke and said to Zhao Jun very quickly: "My child, who are you talking about?"
"My name is Wang Sanxi. It turns out that I am also from Huzi." Zhao Jun said: "Song Nai, do you know her?"
"Wang Sanxi?" The old lady frowned and put the hand holding the cigarette pouch on her knees. Song Changhai took the opportunity to put down the cigarette pouch for the old lady. He was already old and his heart was not in good condition. He was addicted after taking one sip.
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Zhao Jun waited quietly for the old lady to recall that he heard the name Wang Sanxi from two old men of the Shao family. It is said that before her death, Widow Wang told some things about Wang Sanxi. According to Mr. Shao, if
If there is anyone in this world who knows the whereabouts of the gold bars and gold jewelry of the Wang family, it is none other than Wang Sanxi.
As for Zhao Jun and Zhang Yuanmin, they had never heard of this person's name in the Yong'an Forest District. They thought he might have fled to Lingnan. Since the old lady had suppressed the bandits and the Song family was the landowner, Zhao Jun thought
Ask.
"Wang Sanxi?" the old lady muttered in a low voice, tilted her head to look at Song Changhai, and asked: "Second brother, why do I think (jiǎo) this name is impressive to me?"
"I also have an impression..." Song Changhai blinked twice and said, "I'm confused, can't I remember?"
The two women fell into deep thought for a while, and Zhao Jun waited quietly without urging.
Suddenly, Song Changhai said "Oh!", turned to the old lady and asked: "Does he know that old uncle Shao?"
When he asked this question, Zhao Jun's eyes suddenly lit up. The old man Shao mentioned by Song Changhai was Shao Yunjin. And since Song Changhai could tell this, it meant that their mother and son did know this Wang Sanxi.
"Ah..." The old lady opened her mouth wide and nodded: "I remember, is it that bastard?"
"Yes, yes!" Song Changhai raised his hand a little and said: "That year, he stole the sorghum rice from the brigade and asked my elder brother to give him a discount on his legs? After that, I wanted to arrest him and parade him through the streets. Did I, old man Shao, ask me for mercy!
You said he was pulled down, so my eldest brother let him go."
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"Yes!" When the old lady heard this, she clapped her hands and said, "Shao Tuzhao still owes me a favor! Old man! He beat me by three hundred horses today!"
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhao Jun coaxed from the side: "He defeated us today, and we will win it back for him tomorrow. Grandma Song, Uncle Song, where is this guy now?"
After hearing Zhao Jun's question, the old lady looked at Song Changhai, raised her neck and asked: "Where are you putting it? Are you still alive now?"
"He's alive, but he's in the city." Song Changhai said: "Look at his bear-like appearance. My son is quite filial. I took him to the city, otherwise he would starve to death in the countryside." p>
"How do you know?" The old lady asked curiously: "After your elder brother beat him, didn't he move away?"
"Ah!" Song Changhai nodded and said, "I moved to another village, and then moved to the city."
After saying this, Song Changhai smiled and said: "I went with my eldest brother again. My eldest brother mentioned it to me when he came back a few years ago, but I would have forgotten it if I didn't mention it today."
As soon as Song Changhai finished speaking, Huang Gui introduced to Zhao Jun: "Brother Song is with the armed forces in the city."
Having said this, Huang Gui paused and said: "Minister."
"Ah!" Zhao Jun nodded slightly, and then asked Song Changhai: "Uncle Song, can I find this person if I want to enter the city?"
"Yes!" Song Changhai said: "It's just a matter of words for us men. You saved my old lady today. After that, you didn't say anything. Just give us Fang'er and you will give it to us.
Zhao Xiao, you are very interesting, and your Uncle Song is also unambiguous. If you have something to do, just tell us, and our old Song family will arrange it for you!"
When Song Changhai said this, Zhao Jun didn't know whether he should say it or not!
