Late Night Bookstore

"Lying trough, woke up, really woke up, mommy!!!"

The old man looked at Xu Qinglang with some surprise,

He just saw Xu Qinglang's finger move,

Immediately afterwards, the body also tilted a part.

"Old Xu, please wake up quickly and start your harem battle!"

The old man shouted, intending to add a fire!

immediately,

Xu Qinglang's body twitched, and he turned sideways subconsciously, retching under the bed.

Lao Tao directly emptied the plastic basin for his dirty clothes, put the basin under him, and then touched Xu Qinglang's back with the other hand:

"Wake up, just wake up."

Xu Qinglang vomited for a while and didn't spit out anything. If Zhou Ze is here, it should be seen that due to the long-term coma, part of the body's functions have fallen into a semi-sleep state. This kind of nausea is a bit like The car that had been in the ice and snow for a long time started to reheat.

After all, Old Xu is just a coma, a self-active closure caused by "heart disease", and is not in line with the so-called "vegetative".

In fact, the probability of most vegetatives awakening is very low, and even if they luckily wake up, it is basically impossible to become like a normal person. Most of them continue to be in a muddled state, and life can not take care of themselves.

As for the kind of vegetative who wakes up and can still remember everything before, he can continue to "hi" to fall in love,

Basically, that kind of thing can only happen in romance novels and TV series.

After vomiting for a while,

Xu Qinglang opened his eyes,

Take a look at the old man and little loli beside me,

Then he slept sideways and slept again.

The sleep this time was just a physical rest, and the person actually woke up.

"You are waiting, I will get you some soup to drink and nourish your body."

The old man ran out joyfully,

Little Loli glanced at Xu Qinglang, who kept lying on the bed with a slight chest undulation.

Pouting,

Whispered:

"It's really not that the family doesn't enter the house."

Old Xu was awake, this was a happy thing. The old princess was busy before and after, letting the old xu drink and eat something to continue to sleep, the old princess finally had to take a bath and put on a clean set 'S robe, went downstairs and returned to where his bar was.

A pot of old rice wine, a stack of dried white tea,

Put another newspaper in front of you,

From time to time, a little sip of rice wine, and then pick two tea dry thrown in the mouth, Xiaoqu'er hummed, the tabloid watched, also learned the boss, stole a long life.

The big potted plant was placed next to Lao Tao to prevent mosquito bites. Previously, it could only be the treatment enjoyed by the boss, and Lao Tao also enjoyed it.

During the daytime, there are generally few guests. Old people sometimes sit here all day and do nothing, but this time just entering the state, three people entered the bookstore.

The old man shrugged helplessly and put on a smiley face,

"Three people, drink something?"

"A pot of Longjing."

The comers are two young people plus an old man who is older than the old man.

"Ok, sit over there, wait for Ha."

Lao Tao went behind to make tea.

The two young men helped the old man to choose a position not far from the bar and sat down.

The old man's face was covered with old age spots, on crutches, wearing a white hole and short sleeves, and sat down with the careful support of the person next to him.

Two young men sat opposite him, one took out the recording pen, the other took out a notebook, ready to record anything.

"Yo, interview?"

The old man came over with the teapot and cup, put them one by one, and poured the tea.

"Well." One of the young men responded and pointed to the old man in front of him: "This is a veteran of the war of resistance."

"Yo, brother, admire!"

The old man compared a thumb to the old man in front of him.

The old man sitting there just nodded reservedly. He had few teeth left. He seemed to speak a little reluctantly, and his ears were not particularly good.

It's not good to say that at this age, half of my feet are really put into the coffin.

Lao Dao was very impressed and said directly: "In this case, I have invited this tea today, three of you, and I will bring you some snacks."

"Thank you boss." The two young people thanked the old man.

"You're welcome, you should."

Normally, I always compare the bait, this rare and generous one, I went back to the bar and picked up some plates of dried fruits and melons and brought it over. Gu Zier, leaning on the bar while listening while whimpering.

Lao Dao was born in the two years since the founding of the People's Republic of China. He hasn't experienced the war years, but his habits are like this. He likes to hear stories and tell stories.

In the early years, there were actually a lot of storytellers, and then they slowly disappeared.

"Old man, let's start now."

The young man asked.

The old man nodded.

The interview started like this.

The two young people should be journalists from a certain tabloid newspaper, and they are doing a column to interview the anti-Japanese veterans.

The first sentence the old man said,

Just let the Taoist feel excited,

Just because the old man spoke slowly and vaguely, but the accent of northern Shaanxi made Lao Dao really very kind.

Oh shit,

Fellow!

The old man hesitated whether he would send anything else to him. He would put the money into the bar by himself. The public things were public, and his own. He wouldn't secretly take advantage of Zhou's boss.

after all,

Boss Zhou is so poor.

Watching the boss hold the silver coin last night,

Lao Dao feels pitiful,

What a deep obsession.

The interview with the old man continued, he spoke slowly, but the order was clear.

As if I have already practiced it in my mind, oh no, it should be that there are a lot of interviews like this. Slowly, how to say it, I am used to it.

"Because of being a national army, I have felt for a long time that I can't hold my head up. Slowly, I have developed the habit of speaking less."

When the old man recounted here,

The young reporter immediately said: "You have worked hard, Mr. Jia."

Another reporter picked up the teapot and refilled the old man with a cup of tea and delivered it to the old man.

The old man continued to nibble on the side, listening with interest.

Many things in that era were difficult to explain clearly, but at least the current social atmosphere is progressing and correcting mistakes, and people's cognition is no longer as limited as before.

As long as people who have shed blood for the country, in fact, they don’t have to care about their identities, and they don’t have to worry about any personal ethics. They themselves are already worthy of respect.

"When I joined the army, I was actually trying to eat a bite. At that time, I was young. I was 14 years old when I joined the army. I didn't have any culture, and I didn't understand any major principles. Many truths were learned later, and I learned that I used to fight. , Quite glorious.

After 45 years, the troops were stationed in Shaanxi.

I was in the 2nd platoon, 3 battalion, 3 battalion, 90 battalion, 30 division, 1st army, commander Hu Zongnan, commander Lu Chongyi, commander Wang Huimin, commander Gao Shuxun, company commander Chen, platoon commander Liu.

I remember it very clearly. I remembered the number of the army at that time. At that time, the people above forced us to remember what they said. Even if it was a battle in the future, after hell, we would like to greet the old ministry to continue beating demons below. "

The two reporters patiently recorded next to them, these are reports that will be published in the newspaper soon, the purpose is to call on the society to care and love these veterans of the anti-Japanese war, especially the national army.

Just looking at the status of the two journalists whose eyes are already red,

I know that after seeing this report in the newspaper, there will definitely be a lot of people crying because of this report. Everyone will be moved by this anti-war veteran, and they will also scold...

Dao frowned aside,

its not right,

In 45 years, Gao Shuxun was the leader?

How do you remember Gao Shuxun was the commander in 40 years?

Moreover, Gao is a veteran of Feng Yuxiang's northwest military department. How did he go and give Hu Zongnan a hand?

Look at this old man again,

Oh.

It should be a mistake,

After all, he is older,

Also normal.

Old saying nothing, continue to nibble seeds.

"The troops moved to Hanzhong, Shaanxi, and then fought against the devils at Baqiao, Xi'an and Weinan.

I forgot to speak with the devil's army. I only remember that people's guns are much better than ours. People use the 38th type, and our army uses Hubei Tiao.

The fighting is fierce, and there are always more casualties than devils. Because I was young at that time, my comrades took care of me. Once, when the enemy’s shells fought against the devil and exploded on my thigh, I didn’t know the pain at that time. There was blood in my trouser legs, and all the blood in my shoes was saved by my comrades. I went to the battlefield hospital to recuperate...

………………

After the devils had finished fighting, during the liberation war, our company commander took us in front of the uprising.

because,

The Chinese don't fight the Chinese..."

A reporter was already wiping tears with napkins,

The other reporter next to him choked: "Chinese people don't beat Chinese people. Well, it's really good. You have been wronged. Mr. Jia, these years, you have suffered and suffered wrongs, and you will be rewarded.

This is our compensation for this interview. Please accept it and improve your life.

The people of the motherland will not forget you, and the society will not forget you, we will help you publicize..."

"Etc., etc!!!"

The old Tao on the side couldn't hear it anymore. He immediately stepped forward and knocked **** the table, scolding:

"Aren't you bullshit!"

"Boss~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What do you mean?" The young reporter frowned at the boss.

Lao Dao did not rush to manage the two reporters, but first pointed to this old man who had just finished telling the thick stack of red envelopes and scolded:

"The more and more the less ridiculous!

One of the most proud things of the older generations in Tongguan is that no matter how the devil's plane is bombed, the devil has not passed the Fenglingdu!

You **** all fought in Weinan, Baqiao,

Dry your grandma,

You go back and ask Little Japan, when they passed Haguchi Pass or not! "

Finished,

Lao Tao also pointed to two young reporters who are still in the "moving China" state:

"Did you two get into the water, just ask a liar to come to the interview, and weep so much, is it all muddled?"