Ma Xiaojun pushed the wheelbarrow all the way and answered his father-in-law's questions. He glanced at Miss Tian from time to time. Every time he saw Miss Tian's delicate face and figure, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Just arriving at the door of Qimei's house, Ma Xiaojun saw that it was a wall made of earth and stone! There was an old jujube tree in the yard, three main rooms, two in the east and one in the west.

They are all thatched houses made of mountains, earth and rocks. They are standard courtyards for ordinary people's homes.

Old man Tian went to open the door, and Ma Xiaojun also tiredly put down the wheelbarrow to take a breath! Cold sweat was already pouring out of his head.

Tian Xiaomei felt distressed and took out the handkerchief in her arms and walked up to Ma Xiaojun to wipe his sweat.

Ma Xiaojun went up and grabbed Tian Xiaomei's wrist. Tian Xiaomei's body trembled! He dropped the handkerchief and turned around, holding his mother's arm shyly.

‘It smells so good! A pure, natural and pollution-free girly fragrance.’ Ma Xiaojun grabbed Miss Tian’s handkerchief and smelled it, and was intoxicated for a moment.

"Okay! Get up quickly and go into the house." Old man Tian saw his uncle's actions and kicked Ma Xiaojun on the butt.

"Mom, look at him!" Tian Xiaomei said resentfully.

"Daughter! Men are all the same." The younger sister's mother sighed, but felt that her uncle's behavior was normal.

This shows that my uncle likes his daughter very much and will feel sorry for her in the future.

"Hehe..." Ma Xiaojun giggled. He stood up and just lifted the wheelbarrow and pushed it forward when he felt it suddenly sink.

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Ma Xiaojun took a closer look, couldn't help but smile and said to himself: 'I'm telling you! It turns out that this is the flour that has arrived, haha.'

100 kilograms of refined flour was packed in cloth bags and appeared at the bottom of the wheelbarrow.

The car was so heavy that Ma Xiaojun had to ask his father-in-law for help! He smiled and said, "My father-in-law helped push it down. I really have no strength."

"It doesn't look like there's much, just this little strength!" Old Man Tian said, pushing open the courtyard door and turning around to help.

"Dad, who said there are few things? Didn't you see there is something down here?" Ma Xiaojun responded unhappily.

Just a few boxes of ammunition and a few guns have almost exhausted my waist, but these 100 kilograms of flour are too heavy, and I really have no strength, okay!?

"What the hell, get up! You're not a farmer either." Old man Tian said and took over.

Old man Tian, ​​who felt like he didn't have much, didn't see the flour hidden under the leather shoes and the Japanese army's cotton-padded coat.

It didn't take much force to push, but it was really heavy.

So he gritted his teeth and pushed hard into the yard.

Tian Xiaomei, who was following behind, locked the courtyard door.

Old man Tian put the cart at the door of the main room and took a breath and asked: "What is so heavy?"

"Hehe! Don't let others see the good things. Dad, what do you think this is?" Ma Xiaojun opened two Japanese army cotton coats with a look on his face, and a bag of white noodles appeared in front of him.

When Old Man Tian saw it, he got excited and went up to cover it up: "Smelly boy! Don't you know that wealth should not be exposed?

Damn it, open the door to the main room quickly."

"Hey!" the younger sister's mother agreed, and hurriedly took out the key from her pocket and handed it to the seventh younger sister.

She saw the big bag of flour. It was a great thing for someone to have a mouthful of white flour these days.

Wheat noodles are precious.

"Uncle! Don't use the Japs' things. Maybe the Japs will enter the village at any time. If they see it, the whole village will lose their lives.

Your second uncle said he came to see us early in the morning, and it must be about the belongings of these Japanese.

I'll hide it later. I'll go find my employer early in the morning and get rid of these things.

Let your mother get some paint on those military coats and change them so they can be worn," Old Man Tian said.

"No way!? I'm afraid I'm thinking about these things and want to buy them with money. After all, these can save my life.

You see, the Japs' helmets can protect their heads, and this water bottle is a good thing for marching.

In short supply." Ma Xiaojun said.

Tian Xiaomei, who opened the main room door, had already walked over carrying a kerosene lamp.

"Then I can't give you an advantage for nothing in vain! No matter what, let's hide the noodles in the house." Old man Tian said with a hey, he put a cloth bag containing a hundred kilograms of white noodles on his shoulders, and walked in quickly. Main hall.

The little sister's mother also walked in with energetic steps, and there was also Tian Xiaomei carrying a kerosene lamp.

Seeing how excited they were, Ma Xiaojun felt very accomplished and comfortable.

Ma Xiaojun made a pop of lighter and caught fire, took out a cigarette, lit it and looked at them with a silly smile.

This is a taste of home, a taste that only the soul can taste.

Old man Tian couldn't sleep tonight. On the one hand, his uncle had brought expensive food and drinks, and on the other hand, he was frightened by the many items on the Japanese's possessions.

Ma Xiaojun was arranged in the east room. At this time, Ma Xiaojun looked at Qimei and spread the quilt on the bed with a silly smile. A mouthful of saliva almost flowed out of his mouth, but he swallowed it back with a slurp.

'Damn, it's so sweet!'

Ma Xiaojun coveted Qimei and his mouth was filled with saliva.

"How about!? Sleep together." Ma Xiaojun whispered.

"You idiot!" Tian Xiaomei cursed and turned around and ran away.

Ma Xiaojun laughed heartily.

Have a good night's sleep and the sun rises in the east.

Ma Xiaojun stretched out and got up. He just yawned when he heard a sound outside the house.

"Shall I just tell you? My uncle can't tell lies." Old man Tian said with a smile and invited the village chief into the house.

"You haven't woken up yet! Not to mention that your uncle is really capable. Yesterday he said that he killed a dozen Japanese soldiers a few miles away. No one believed it at the time.

Squad leader Wu took me and the militia team to take a look, and sure enough, there were the corpses of more than a dozen Japanese lying there.

Not to mention anything else, let’s buy the Japs’ water bottles, helmets, etc. with our money! Not a cent from the Eighth Route Army will be yours.

Give!

Fourteen helmets and fifteen kettles were exchanged for a truckload of cornmeal, totaling 200 kilograms of grain. Big brother is going to have a good year this year.

There are still ten oceans of IOUs left here, even if our village owes Big Brother.

This time your uncle sent us weapons and equipment, so I owe you the favor first," the village chief said.

"Look at what you said, you and I are brothers! The Eighth Route Army fights the Japanese for us people, and the soldiers in it are all our own children.

Let’s keep the cornmeal and take away the rest.” Old Man Tian said generously.

"Sure! We are not being pretentious, we remember this friendship." the village chief responded.

"Oh! It's the village chief's second uncle. Don't be ruthless, we are also a member of the Eighth Route Army." Ma Xiaojun lazed and walked in.

"It's our uncle! I was talking about you just now. I just want to discuss something with you." The village chief greeted him enthusiastically, grabbed Ma Xiaojun's hand and asked him to sit down.

"What's going on!?" Ma Xiaojun asked in shock.

"Last night another comrade from the Eighth Route Army came to the village and said it was your squad leader called Lao Hu! He gave me a message.

I said I won't see you if something happens in the group! I'll come see you when I have time.

He also said that it doesn’t matter whether you go back to the New Regiment or not, it’s not bad to be a militia captain and fight guerrillas,” the village chief said.

"What!? Fighting guerrillas! It's hard for him to think of being a militia captain." Ma Xiaojun said.

"Don't worry about this! Listen to me, I mentioned this matter. Squad leader Lao Hu said that he would go back and discuss it with the group leader, and he should agree to you staying.
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