The War of Resistance

In the afternoon, Shang Zhen and the others were already standing on the bustling streets of Tianjinwei.

All kinds of shops, six or seven-storey buildings, churches for foreigners, row upon row of houses, rickshaws passing through the streets and crowds of passers-by all made them feel dizzying.

"I feel like I'm busier than when I was on the battlefield. I can't see it!" Little Dustpan said with a smile.

"That's not it." Er Hanzi responded.

As for Old Mao Wang and Chu Tian who were standing with them, they didn't say a word, but the prosperity of Tianjin Wei still left a deep impression on them.

As for Wang Laomao and Chutian, both came from Shenyang City. Shenyang is also a big city in the Northeast, but Shenyang is a city in the three eastern provinces. In terms of population and prosperity, it is not as good as here.

As for them, even the other people changed into casual clothes, and followed them in groups not far or near.

After all, they are from the army. Even if they have changed into civilian clothes now, it would be too conspicuous if so many strong people gathered together.

But at this moment, not far away, the little dustpan's eyes had already looked straight. It was not until Qiu Bo lightly patted him on the shoulder that he suddenly came to his senses, and his face turned red.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a woman's thigh?" Qiu Bo laughed softly.

"I've never seen it before, it's too white!" The little dustpan was not pretentious, and then he turned his head to look again, but this time he only saw the black hair bun of a woman on a rickshaw.

It turned out that a rickshaw just came across, and a woman wearing a cheongsam was sitting in the car, and there happened to be a little wind, the cheongsam was blown by the wind, and the little dustpan saw the woman from the fork of her leg Clear thighs.

The beauty of cheongsam is all there.

The little dustpan is not like Shang Zhen, Shang Zhen's family is still in the suburbs of Shenyang, and he has been to the city, and he is a boy with a beard on the mountain, but how has he seen such a scene?

But he never dreamed that there would be a woman dressed like this in the city!

"You're only old enough to know how to look at women's thighs." Qin Chuan next to him laughed at him, and even stretched out his hand to scratch his nose.

"Pull it down, are you still young? If you don't come out to fight devils in the countryside, then the child will have two children!" The little dustpan retorted.

"That's true." Qin Chuan laughed.

Not to mention the original hometown in the Northeast, that is, in all the countryside in China, there are many men who get married in the 14th or 15th year.

Why? The sooner you get married, the sooner you will have children, and the sooner you have children, you will have the labor force to work earlier!

What do the common people of the lower class in China expect to make money nowadays? That's not to expect the family to work hard in order to earn a family. That's how patriarchal patriarchy comes from.

Just like in the Northeast, if someone becomes rich and prosperous, it definitely doesn’t just fall from the sky, it’s definitely because the family has a lot of labor.

The more labor force is exploited, the more land will be produced, and the more land will be harvested, the more grain will be harvested, and then large animals such as cattle and horses can be purchased, so as to improve labor efficiency, so that more grain can be harvested.

The so-called exploitation of landlords is a matter of the future. Before the landlords became landlords, which family did not live a prosperous life by being willing to endure hardships and work hard?

"When you say that, I think of something." Qin Chuan said at this time.

Hearing what Qin Chuan said, the few of them who were standing in a pile all looked at Qin Chuan.

"When I was not in the army, there was a boy next door who was my age. He was fifteen at that time, and he started a family early." Qin Chuan said.

"Then why don't you get married?" Little Dustpan asked.

"Then why don't you get married?" Qin Chuan asked back.

"I'm a beard on the mountain, I'm a fart!" the little dustpan said angrily.

"Then you ask me? All right, don't interrupt, I haven't finished yet." Qin Chuan continued, "That kid was married the first year, and his wife's belly grew later.

I heard from my mother that it was time for the second son and daughter-in-law to be born.

One morning I got up early, and as soon as I went out, I saw the second boy running into the woods outside the village with his own wooden shovel and something.

Seeing that kid sneaking around didn't seem like he was doing good deeds, so I followed him secretly out of curiosity, and saw that kid was burying something.

After the second boy left, I followed.

That kid didn't bury things deep, so I just used a small stick to pick it up, oh my god, what do you think that kid buried in? "

"What is it?" the person next to him asked.

"It's a dead child!" Qin Chuan said.

"I'll go!" Several people nearby sighed in unison.

Only then did everyone understand what Qin Chuan was talking about.

It's really not that old to start a family in the 14th or 15th year, so the playfulness is still there, and the child is born in a daze, and then the child dies!

"At that time, I thought human life was really cheap, but I didn't know until I became a soldier and went to the battlefield. It turns out that human life is even cheaper than then!" Qin Chuan, who has always been a bit talkative, finally sighed.

When the battlefield was mentioned, everyone fell silent.

Now they look at Tianjin Wei, which is singing and dancing, it is really like a dream!

"Everyone is full and full, and there is nothing to talk about dead children! Look, the dead monkey is back." After all, it was Qiu Bo who had been silent all this time that broke their silence.

Let's see it again, shall we? Hou Kanshan is back, and the one with Hou Kanshan is Ma Erhuzi.

As soon as Hou Wangshan came back, everyone surrounded him and shouted in unison: "Open your mouth!"

The voices of these people shouted a bit, and the passers-by who were walking by were so frightened that they all looked over, but when those passers-by saw Hou Wangshan's appearance, they turned their heads and left in fright.

After all, Hou Wangshan's face was disfigured, and most people would be afraid to see his face!

However, they themselves don't care if they watch it every day.

When Hou Kanshan saw that everyone was looking at him, he opened his mouth proudly, and everyone laughed.

what are they looking at Of course he is looking at his mouth, what is in his mouth, of course he has teeth, now that he is in the city, Hou Wangshan will finally have a chance to find a dentist to have his two front teeth inserted.

And now everyone can see that Hou Wangshan's two front teeth are really installed, and they are two silver ones!

"Brilliant!" Several people boasted at the same time.

Even though Hou Wangshan's face is ugly now, but with the front teeth, it looks better than the original dog Dou Dakai.

"It's cheaper for that dentist, hmph, I replaced these two silver teeth with a gold tooth!" Hou Kanshan muttered, and at this moment his words were already airtight.

As soon as Hou Wangshan said this, everyone knew how the gold tooth he said came from, but it was because Hou Wangshan picked up many corpses and mouths of dead people during the battle to find it. A gold tooth.

As for whether the gold tooth was Chinese or Japanese, he never said!

"Come on, let Shang Zhen and Old Uncle Wang have a look!" said the little dustpan.

Now that they have entered, they are still wearing casual clothes, so naturally it is impossible to call Shang Zhen the company commander.

"After a while, they have business to do!" Qian Chuan'er reminded.

At this time, not far away, Shang Zhen was listening to the plainclothes policeman introducing himself to him: "You people are in charge of the four streets here, just because there are always accidents in the four streets here, and we, the police, can't be too busy." coming."