You are the traitors, your whole family is the traitors!

Zhang Ran glared at the chief security officer who didn't look like a good person, and then he took off the Japanese clothes on his body in a few seconds, pointed at his Eighth Route Coats and shouted: "Look clearly, am I an Eighth Route Coat? The Japanese clothes are captured by me who killed the Japanese - look at this clothes, but they still carry the Japanese blood..."

"It's true!"

Seeing Zhang Ran’s military uniform, someone came over with the courage to grab the Japanese clothes and saw them, and turned around and screamed excitedly.

"It's really the Eighth Route Army!"

"I heard that the Japanese fight ten times one by one. This eighth Route Army actually killed the Japanese. It's amazing..."

The villagers were talking, and their eyes were filled with awe and admiration when they looked at Zhang Ran, and some people kept asking about the details of killing the Japanese.

"The Japanese are powerful, but they are also humans. If the knife is stabbed, it will still be a hole, and if the bullet is hit, it will still be a eye!"

Zhang Ran looked heroic, and aroused the villagers' excitement after a few words, but at this moment, the tone changed: "My fellow villager, do you have any food? I'll make some food first, I'll put my stomach on my stomach when I'm full, and then tell you..."

"Didn't you, the Eighth Route Army, say you don't take the masses one needle and one thread? How can you eat when you meet?"

Many villagers shouted with a foolish expression.

Zhang Ran was speechless when he heard this, and after a while he said, "Then, the Eighth Route Army also needs to eat - kill the Japanese, then you have to be full before you have the strength to kill, right?"

Yawning...

Everyone started to yawn exaggeratedly, muttering to sleep and walking back.

Some children looked at the gun on Zhang Ran's shoulder with curious expressions. Just as Zhang Ran was thinking about whether to fool these children, several villagers rushed over like thieves and dragged the children away. There were a few little guys who refused to leave, and they were hit hard on their butts, and they were dragged away with tears.

"Didn't it meant that the relationship between the military and the civilians? This is different from the one performed on TV..."

Zhang Ran looked at the scattered crowd, stunned, and after a while, he shouted in grief and anger: "Even if there is no food, should I find a place for me to have a sleep, fellow villager? I am the Eighth Route Army, I have killed the Japanese..."

Most villagers not only did not stop when they heard this, but instead ran faster.

“…”

Just when Zhang Ran was about to cry without tears, a thin black woman came over with a little boy.

"Little brother, how old are you? You're so cute!"

Zhang Ran tried his best to squeeze out a smile that he thought was the kindest, like a strange girl who was about to abduct her.

More experience summarizing poverty alleviation work, first please the children and then bargaining with others is an extremely useful strategy. Zhang Ran hopes that this trick will work well in this era.

The little boy hurried behind the thin black woman with vigilance. The thin black woman's eyes were circling on the ball of clothes that Zhang Ran hugged in his arms, and said, "The villagers are all poor, and now they are not suitable for the yellow and yellow. No one's family has no surplus food, and the family is not spacious. Don't blame everyone for the Eighth Route Brother..."

"That won't..."

Zhang Ran laughed dryly, thinking that it was not strange, but he was very sad. Then he stared at the woman with a pair of pitiful eyes and used the second move to pretend to be pitiful!

When he was helping the poor, facing those villagers who were unable to get into the air, he liked to use this trick to slowly polish the other party, and it would probably work in every ten.

Taking two steps, Zhang Ran is full of confidence!

"My woodshed is empty. If you don't dislike me, you will go down?" the woman said.

"Okay, okay..."

Zhang Ran had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, jumped three feet high happily, followed the woman back happily, and said, "My name is Zhang Ran, where are you, big girl?"

"My name is Lu Yan..."

"My name is Lu Yong, but everyone calls me a puppy!"

The eight or nine-year-old boy shouted, as if he was afraid that Zhang Ran would forget him.

"So well-behaved!"

Zhang Ran picked up the puppy and smiled, "This is your son, it's so cute!"

Lu Yan's face turned red, and the puppy gave him a blank look and said, "This is my sister, my sister is not married yet!"

"Forehead……"

Zhang Ran blushed and quickly apologized to Lu Yan, then said, "Where are your parents? Why are you two siblings?"

"All dead..."

The puppies have learned to answer questions.

Zhang Ran apologized again and again.

"There is nothing to be sorry for. In this world, living is the suffering!" Lu Yan was open-minded.

Thinking that there were only two siblings in the other party's family, Zhang Ran hesitated a little.

After all, these days are no longer as decades later, a man who lived in the home of a girl who was alone with a younger brother, which was not a good reputation for Lu Yan.

But he didn't close his eyes for almost two days. Zhang Ran, who was tired and hungry, didn't care about so much. He had no food at all. If he had frozen for half a night, he felt that he would have to get sick from the cold!

This is a time when antibiotics have not even appeared. Any cold may kill him. He dare not get sick.

Lu Yan's family lives at the east end of the village.

Fortunately, the village is not big, and it arrives in a short while, three small, dilapidated huts.

Lu Yan pushed open one of the wooden doors that were not locked at all but were just a false cover, indicating that Zhang Ran was sleeping here.

As soon as the door opened, the faint smell of the livestock feces hit his nose.

Zhang Ran looked at Lu Yan sadly, thinking that this was clearly a cattle shed, and there was no woodshed.

Lu Yan had no expression on her face, and she couldn't hold on to her love!

However, the house was cleaned very clean and lime water was sprayed.

There is nothing in the room.

Zhang Ran stood in a small empty room and looked around embarrassedly, and finally plucked up the courage to say, "Is there anything to cushion? Is there a quilt?"

"Oh, I almost forgot!"

Lu Yan slapped her head and asked the puppy to carry some straw, then turned around and entered the house. After a while, she brought a ball of things, not the quilt that Zhang Ran was looking forward to, but the straw raincoats worn by the villagers on rainy days.

"There is really no quilt or something. Brother Eighth Route Army, you will get off?" Lu Yan said.

Zhang Ran looked at the straw directly on the floor and the straw raincoat, and felt the urge to cry, but looking at the worn clothes on Lu Yan and the puppy, he really couldn't ask for too much.

And his stomach started to scream again!

"Brother, don't keep these Japanese clothes. The Japanese have been through us, but they have harmed many people. If someone who doesn't know the truth sees these things, something might happen, and there is blood on it, which is not auspicious..."
Chapter completed!