The War of Resistance

It was dusk, the sky was gray, and the temperature was not very low. This was a sign that it was going to snow again.

Shang Zhen and the others were all sitting in the woods, but this time the wild camping was not in the same circle as before, but they all looked at the hillside below.

On the hillside below are piles of chaotic rocks, and in that chaotic world, there is a person who is moving the rocks, that is Hou Wangshan.

"This dog—how long will this guy have to work alone?" Qian Chuaner whispered.

Qian Chuan'er originally wanted to say, "It's fucking hot."

In fact, it’s no wonder Qian Chuan’er. In the past year, when everyone mentioned Hou Kanshan, they would add “this dog’s day”, as if this dog’s day was originally a noun, but now it has become an adjective. .

But who would have thought that they would meet Hou Wangshan, who had been missing for a year, today, and that such an unfortunate thing would happen to Hou Wangshan, his wife and children were beaten to death by the Japanese army!

The bullet fired by the surviving Japanese army directly penetrated the two women. It passed through the back of Hou Kaishuan's daughter-in-law and hit the child in the head.

At that moment, the human tragedy happened in front of Shang Zhen and all of them.

Shang Zhen and the others thought it was horrible, but Hou Wangshan threw himself on the girl like crazy!

But the Japanese army coming from the direction of the Kung Fu Highway caught up again. In desperation, Old Mao Wang had no choice but to let Er Hanzi and Hu Zhuzi force Hou Wangshan to escape.

But in the situation at that time, how could they say that they left the mother who had just died?

For the dead, the Chinese pay attention to burrowing into the soil, not to mention that the two are Hou Wangshan's daughter-in-law and the child who has not yet reached the age of 100.

It is impossible to bury it on the spot. First, they don’t have time to bury it. Second, it is winter and the soil layer has been frozen.

In the end, there was no choice but for Shang Zhen and the soldiers to take turns to escape with Hou Wangshan's dead daughter-in-law on their backs and the cold child in their arms.

And finally they came here.

The advantage here is that there are rocks on the hillside. Since the soil layer is frozen one meter deep, it is impossible to dig a hole, so the girl can be buried with rocks.

Originally, Shang Zhen and the others wanted to help out, but Hou Wangshan didn't let them do it at all, so Shang Zhen and the others could only dodge from a distance, watching Hou Wangshan working alone on the hillside.

Shang Zhen and the others didn't want to ask Hou Wangshan why he didn't come back to find them, even in the future they wouldn't ask.

There is no doubt that Hou Zhishan has genuine feelings for his daughter-in-law.

What is the most unfortunate thing in the world is that after living for more than 20 years, I found true love, and true love gave birth to a child for me, and then true love and the crystallization of love died in front of me.

It would be fine if that man was just an ordinary man, but that man still has a gun in his hand, but he can't protect his wife and children, so what's the situation?

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky, Hou Wangshan was still busy climbing the hillside alone, Shang Zhen and the others were silent, and Old Mao Wang was smoking again.

During this year, because Suizhong was able to get in touch with Guannei, Wang Laomao was lucky to find cigarettes again.

As a smoker, Wang Laomao felt how hard it is to live without cigarettes, so he hoarded a lot of cigarettes.

It's just that this happened suddenly, and Shang Zhen and the others naturally couldn't go back to the pigsty. Since they couldn't go back to the pigsty, they couldn't get the cigarettes that Old Mao Wang had hoarded.

Just before the war with the Japanese army, Wang Laomao was still thinking that he must save the pack of cigarettes in his pocket!

But then they encountered the incident that Hou Wangshan's wife and children were killed by the Japanese army.

Finally escaped from the pursuit of the Japanese army, Hou Kaishan was making graves for his wife and children, while Wang Laomao was smoking non-stop. Perhaps he felt that only smoking could make him numb.

"Ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it." In the silence, someone suddenly whispered.

Everyone turned their attention to the person who spoke. Among them, the only one who could say such a thing was the talented Chen Hanwen.

Not only Old Mao Wang, but most of them glanced at Chen Hanwen with dissatisfaction.

You dead scholar is usually sour, what kind of words are you pulling at this time?

But just when Wang Laomao was about to open his mouth to reprimand, Chen Hanwen continued to chant: "There is no place to talk about the bleakness of a lonely grave in a thousand miles. Even if you don't know each other, your face is covered with dust, and your temples are like frost."

When Chen Hanwen recited the following words, some people expressed dissatisfaction, such as Hu Zhuzi.

"What kind of shit is he talking about?" Hu Zhuzi whispered to Erhanzi.

Qin Hui also has three friends.

As for Hu Zhuzi, he also has his own views on everything. Others think he is a tiger, but he thinks others are cunning. In his opinion, Er Duozi, who is also simple in temperament, is his good friend.

It's just that Hu Zhuzi underestimated the second fool after all, and the second fool didn't quite understand what Chen Hanwen was talking about, but he would read other people's reactions.

He could only secretly stab Hu Zhuzi and whispered, "Don't talk!"

Although Hu Zhuzi is a tiger, he also understands that things are not as he thought, so he looks at other people's faces.

During Chen Hanwen's chanting, the others became stunned. Wang Laomao forgot to smoke with a cigarette in his hand, just looked at the snowflakes in the sky, and looked at the instigator Chen Hanwen with tears in his eyes.

Of course Shang Zhen and the others don't know where this poem came from, but they can understand the simple words.

Although the words were simple, they seemed to be able to express their mood at the moment. Imagining the tomb on the hillside that was piled up by Hou Wangshan—the Thousand Miles Solitary Tomb, everyone was in a daze again.

It's just that Chen Hanwen's reciting didn't finish, he continued reciting: "Ye Lai You Meng suddenly returned home, Xiao Xuan Chuang, was dressing up. There was no words for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the heart will be broken every year, on bright moon nights, Short Matsuoka."

The sky became more and more cloudy, and countless snowflakes fluttered and fell from the unknown place of Tianyu.

On the hillside, Hou saw that the mountain had stopped, so he sat on the snow, and in front of him was a stone grave piled up with crushed stones.

The people in the woods were still speechless. Suddenly, Wang Laomao let out an "ouch". When everyone looked over, they saw Mr. Wang's hat suddenly shook off the cigarette butt in his hand.

In the current situation, it would be good for Old Mao Wang to get cigarettes, but where would he go to get cigarettes with filters?

Just now, he was immersed in the artistic conception of the poem chanted by Chen Hanwen and forgot to smoke, but his hand was burned by the cigarette butt!

Old Mao Wang was born in Huzi, and he doesn't know many words, but his life experience is there!

He understood Hou Kanshan's feelings very well when he saw his wife and children die in front of him.

It turned out that when he was in Peking University, he also had a good friend.

Although my girlfriend is just a widow, she is also a person who has passed her life in a serious way, and she is by no means the kind of broken shoe toe who catches whoever she is.

Seeing the death of Hou Kanshan's wife and children, Wang Laomao was already touched by the scene, but this time Chen Hanwen suddenly recited such a poem, which made him even more emotional.

He remembered that others told him that a man's dream about women in this life is actually very simple, just twelve words: three winters are warm, spring is not cold, porridge can be warm, half a lifetime.

Old Mao Wang's best friend is very obsessed with him. The reason why he doesn't marry her is not because he thinks she is a widow, but because he thinks he is a soldier. He has killed many people and done many immoral things in his life. It may not be possible to get good retribution, and it is unlikely that I will spend half my life with others. If that is the case, wouldn't it be harmful to others?

He didn't think that his friend would die, but since Chen Hanwen came to a lonely grave for thousands of miles, he wondered if he would die one day, whether someone would build a grave for him, and then whether his friend would die. Will be able to go to the grave to pay homage to himself, scolding Old Mao Wang, you dead ghost, and then burn some yellow paper for himself.

Old Mao Wang reached out to touch his pocket again, but this time he found nothing, and he had already exhausted the cigarette.

Old Mao Wang couldn't help sighing, but it was the first time he found out that a person with a lot of ink in his belly could have these two tricks, which can break the heart of his rough man into pieces!