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207. Festival

February 17, 1939, was the day before New Year's Eve, and the New Year's Day was approaching.

The soldiers basically cannot go home to celebrate the New Year. Zhou Weiguo has asked Li Weimin to prepare sumptuous meals and entertainment programs. As Zhou Weiguo has been in the army for several years, it is quite fast to think of a few programs.

Early in the morning, Zhou Weiguo was ready to go shopping with Xiao Ya, buy new year's goods, and take his two children with him to see the outside world.

"Weiguo, look at this." Xiao Ya saw a pair of small porcelain pigs, "Does it look like A Tu and Xiao Ya?"

Zhou Weiguo smiled and nodded, "But it's much younger than A Tu and Xiao Ya."

"Let's buy them back." Xiao Ya said.

"Okay." Zhou Weiguo nodded, and he was pushing a stroller. In this era, there was no such thing as a stroller. It was Zhou Weiguo who had the original cradle put on wheels and a shed.

Later, Xiao Ya bought another set of ceramic piglets, put them in An Shi and An Xin's stroller with a smile, and praised, "This cart is really easy to use!"

"Yes!" Zhou Weiguo said with a helpless smile.

"Our Ah Tu is so smart!" Xiao Ya also smiled. She was in a particularly good mood when she went shopping today. After giving birth to her child, she didn't go out much, let alone go out with Zhou Weiguo.

"Of course." Seeing Xiao Ya praising him, Zhou Weiguo puffed up his chest and looked like it was natural. It had been a long time since he had spent time with Xiao Ya.

Xiao Ya chuckled and continued walking forward.

As the actual controller of this area, Zhou Weiguo had already informed the guard regiment of his itinerary, and many of these civilians were now plainclothes members of the guard regiment.

Later, Xiao Ya stood in front of a small stall buying red dates.

"Auntie, how do you sell these red dates?" Xiao Ya asked the woman setting up the stall.

"These red dates are so sweet! They're cheap, only 1 cent per 2 pounds!" The woman replied with a smile. Looking at Xiao Ya's clothes, she must be a rich person.

"Mom, dad and I are here." A voice came.

Zhou Weiguo turned his head and saw Yang Dali.

"Master!" Yang Dali reflexively saluted Zhou Weiguo.

"No need." Zhou Weiguo said with a smile, "Why, are you still setting up a stall with your parents? Didn't you send back your military pay?"

"No way, I sent them all back!" Yang Dali smiled naively and said, "Last year we had a good harvest of jujubes, and my parents couldn't bear to part with them. They wanted to sell them before the end of the year."

Zhou Weiguo nodded and looked at Yang Dali's father.

"General Zhou." Yang Dali's father was about to kneel down when Zhou Weiguo finished speaking to Yang Dali.

"Hey, hey, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"General Zhou, you saved my life, and I never had the chance to repay you. When I see you today, I must kowtow to you."

Zhou Weiguo couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said to Yang Dali, "Yang Dali, why don't you help your father?"

"Hey!" Yang Dali responded, quickly supported his father, and said, "Dad, there is no need to kneel. If you kneel, Master will be unhappy."

"You brat!" Father Yang had no choice but to stand up.

"His mother, pack a few kilograms of dates for Mr. Zhou!"

"Hey, good!" The woman quickly wrapped the dates and handed them to Xiao Ya, saying, "Madam, you must accept them!"

Xiao Ya had no choice but to look at Zhou Weiguo. Seeing Zhou Weiguo nodding, she said, "Auntie, we will accept these dates. Please don't be so polite next time."

"Hey, okay." The woman said quickly.

"Uncle and aunt, let's leave first." Zhou Weiguo then said.

"Okay! Walk slowly!"

Xiao Ya helplessly said to Zhou Weiguo, "Look, I got a lot of dates for nothing."

"It's what you want." Zhou Weiguo said with a helpless smile, "Yang Dali's father also got cholera before, but as you know, most people were cured."

"So that's it." Xiao Ya nodded, "That's it, keep buying!"



At the end, Zhou Weiguo returned to his residence with many things in his hands and sighed, "Sure enough, we still can't underestimate the purchasing power of women."

"You can't blame me!" Xiao Ya said innocently, "It's rare for me to go out!"

"Okay! Blame me!" Zhou Weiguo said with a smile.



February 18, 1939, the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, the Year of the Tiger, Bingyin month, Bingxu day, New Year's Eve.

"Brother!" Zhou Weiguo looked at Zhu Ziming, smiled, and then gave him a big hug.

"Okay!" Zhu Ziming also smiled.

Zhou Weiguo has not seen Zhu Ziming for a long time. Although Zhu Ziming still has the rank of Major General, he no longer has a military position in the infantry. After he was transferred to the Air Force, he was just an ordinary Air Force soldier. Although the Air Force soldiers are at least a lieutenant.

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"The second in charge!" Li Wu also smiled and said in a dialect.

"Okay!" Zhou Weiguo also laughed and said.

"Master!" Xu Hu stood in front of Zhou Weiguo and saluted.

Zhou Weiguo patted Xu Hu on the shoulder and said, "Huzi, thank you for your hard work!"

"It's not hard! Hehe." Xu Hu smiled, "I'll have to toast you later!"

"Okay, I'll wait!" Zhou Weiguo replied with a smile.

Speaking of which, not all cadres above the regiment level have returned, but the brigade commanders have all returned.

"Master!" Xie Weiwei said with a smile. The former bandit leader is now also a brigade commander.

"Okay!" Zhou Weiguo continued to smile and replied, "Go in and sit down!"

"yes!"



There are a total of 2 tables in the room.

Zhou Weiguo stood up, raised his bowl, and said, "Today is New Year's Eve, and it is also the annual New Year for us Chinese! The first bowl of wine is dedicated to the brothers who sacrificed their lives in the past year. Without them, there would be no me, Zhou Weiguo.

Brothers, today is the Chinese New Year, and I will avenge you soon!"

After saying that, Zhou Weiguo drank all the wine in the bowl, then poured another bowl, poured it on the ground, poured another bowl, and said, "For the second bowl of wine, I want to say Happy New Year to everyone!"

After saying that, Zhou Weiguo felt bored again.

"The third bowl of wine is for all of you here. I hope that in the new year, you will raise your sword and leap your horse to kill more Japanese invaders." After saying this, Zhou Weiguo became bored again.

"Okay!" Zhu Ziming laughed and drank a bowl as well.

The others followed Zhu Ziming's example and drank all the wine in the bowl.

"It's time to eat!" Zhou Weiguo said.

"Brother, I respect you for this bowl of wine." Zhu Ziming stood up and said to Zhou Weiguo, "Without you, Qingfeng Village would still be just a bandit den!" After saying that, Zhu Ziming drank it all in one gulp.

Zhou Weiguo smiled, raised his bowl, and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Master, I want to toast you with this glass of wine." Xie Weiwei stood up, "For the same reason as Brother Zhu, if it weren't for you, I would still be just a bandit!"

"Drink." Zhou Weiguo didn't say anything more, he just drank the wine in one gulp.

"Master, I respect you too!"

"Master, I respect you too!"



The final result was that Zhou Weiguo was really drunk by everyone and slept until noon the next day.


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