The War of Resistance

"Oh, it's messed up, it's even more chaotic than the battlefield!" Old Mao Wang sighed while lying on the bed in the liaison office.

"Old Uncle Wang, why did you mess up?" Little Dustpan approached him and asked.

"You little brat told you that you understand?" Old Mao Wang ignored him.

"Why don't I understand, I'm old, I understand everything, hehe, I went to the street yesterday and saw a chubby girl with a red face smiling at me, then my heart felt like 'Gordon' , I feel so good, I’ve been thinking about him for a long time!” I don’t know if the little dustpan is real or not, it’s just there for nothing.

Wang Laomao glanced at the cunning look of the little dustpan, and felt that he saw the shadow of old Huotou in the little dustpan.

Maybe this kid is that Lao Deng's bastard, he thought viciously.

"Old Uncle Wang, you see, I really understand everything, right? Just tell me." The little dustpan continued to grind, and then lowered his voice, "Don't you mean that our company is long? It's a painful (rare) flesh thing."

"Huh?" Old Mao Wang really looked at the little dustpan with admiration, "You understand, you have grown up." But then he poured cold water on the little dustpan, "But why should I tell you?"

When the little dustpan heard Wang Laomao say this, his little face twitched and then laughed, and then he moved closer to Wang Laomao and said: "Well, old uncle Wang, look, we are the only ones in the room. Grandpa, what, let's get close together, I'll light you a cigarette!"

"Ha!" The little dustpan made Old Mao Wang happy. He really took out a cigarette, and the little dustpan lit him up.

"Just now, Uncle Wang, you said you messed up, why did you mess up? I think those female students are working hard here." Little Dustpan's eyes have a poison that people of the same age don't have.

"Tell me." Wang Laomao took a puff of the cigarette and then exhaled the smoke. The morning sun shone in through the window, so the smoke emitted a bluish color.

Old Mao Wang looked at the smoke as if he was studying some great world problem.

"Tell me." Wang Laomao continued, "Generally speaking, young ladies and maids are more beautiful than young ladies, while maids are not as good looking. That's how storytellers, singers and opera singers act like this."

"Yeah, yeah." The little dustpan nodded solemnly.

"Then you say that Leng Xiaozhi and Li Yajuan look like a young lady and which one looks like a girl?" Old Mao Wang cut to the point.

"Then do you still need to ask? Hu Zhuzi knows it!" Little Dustpan replied.

"Fuck, I made you say this, as if Hu Zhuzi is a fool." Old Mao Wang said angrily, Little Dustpan continued, and Old Mao Wang continued, "It turns out that this maid fell in love with you." A husband, but later the young lady also fell in love with that husband, and she came to pry her, don't you think it's a mess?"

"Mess!" Xiao Dupan replied solemnly and truthfully, but then his eyes lit up and he said, "Old Uncle Wang, you are talking about——"

"It's a fart, I didn't say anything, just listen to me." Old Mao Wang continued to smoke and chatter, "It's not a mess if it's just like this.

But the problem is, that lady is still engaged, and she has to grow up with some fucking naked doll, but that lady doesn't like that guy's name, oh, fiance, she doesn't like unmarried girls, so she just I like that husband.

Oh, that husband-in-law is lucky, but, what a mess! "

Old Mao Wang stopped talking, and continued to look at the blue smoke in the room.

"Old Uncle Wang, I understand, you mean—" the little dustpan said again.

"You don't know a fart, you can't say it if you understand!" Old Mao Wang scolded.

"Hey, Uncle Wang, I also know something, but you definitely don't." After listening to the gossip, the little dustpan began to tell what he knew.

Old Mao Wang glanced at the small dustpan again but remained silent.

Of course Little Dustpan knew that Old Mao Wang wanted to listen even if he didn’t speak, so he thought for a while and said: “Yesterday, I heard someone chatting with the fiance of the young lady you mentioned.

Someone inside said, 'Xiu Cai, didn't you say that Miss is your fiancée? Why do people love you so much?'

The lady's fiancé said, 'You know what? That’s because I’m too familiar with her, don’t you think my family is so close, right’

Then someone inside said 'Pull it down', haha. "Speaking of this, the little dustpan laughed heartily.

The little dustpan laughed, and Old Mao Wang followed suit. After the two laughed for a while, Old Mao Wang said: "You know it yourself, don't spread it to the outside world."

"Oh, how can I not know about this?" Xiaoyu said.

"It's not a problem to be so old. You didn't see the photo taken that day. The young lady wanted to take a photo with the husband, and then the maid also wanted to take a photo with the husband. It's red, no, I have to help him find a way." Old Mao Wang muttered.

"What do you think?" the little dustpan asked.

"Yes." After a while, Old Mao Wang said, "Go and fetch Qian Chuaner."

"Qian Chuan'er is not here, he went out with the company commander, old Uncle Wang, do you think of a good move and tell me about it." The little dustpan replied.

"Talk to you little fart, you can't do it." Old Mao Wang stopped paying attention to the little dustpan.

What he said to the little dustpan just now was so interesting that he couldn't help but sat up, but when he heard that Qian Chuan'er was not there, he lay back down again.

And this time, no matter how much the little dustpan asked him, he didn't say what he was doing with the money.

At this time, Shang Zhen was Qian Chuan'er walking the streets of Xi'an City.

The reason why Shang Zhen came out with Qian Chuaner was all because of Qian Chuaner's words.

Qian Chuan'er said, "Oh, company commander, I think the two of us should go shopping in the streets. Maybe those two female students will come to our door today."

When Qian Chuan'er said this, he winked at Shang Zhen.

Just this sentence made Shang Zhen's mind so big, he didn't want to see those two female students running in front of him again.

The day before yesterday, Leng Xiaozhi first asked to take a photo with him, this request was quite abrupt, but fortunately Shang Zhen responded quickly, and prevaricated with everyone's random photos.

But the problem is, after he and Leng Xiaozhi took a photo alone, then Li Yajuan came up to take a photo with him alone, do you think he can refuse?

Shang Zhen is not a fool, but at this moment, he also sensed some subtle changes to him from the two female students.

If it is said that one of them showed his favor to him, then although he was reserved on the surface, he was also a little smug in his heart, but these two came together, hehe, forget it!

I am a soldier who fights a war, and if there is no tomorrow today, maybe he will be killed when he goes to the battlefield. I don't imagine Hou Wangshan like that.

Besides, with Shang Zhen's cultural level, he can only say which woman he likes, but never love, he doesn't know the term love at all!

What's more, although he has some feelings for a certain female student, it is not enough to change his deep-rooted idea of ​​looking for a wife with a thick waist and a round butt.

Originally, he was supposed to lead the team back today, but Zhang Xiaoyan said, don't worry, you have to take the photos you took back anyway, right?

As for the photos taken nowadays, it takes four or five days to develop them with negative film, so you should wait four or five days longer.

Shang Zhen thought about it too, but how could it be okay for these thirty-odd people to eat at the liaison office all the time?

He decided to let most of the people go back tomorrow, and just leave two people in the liaison office to take photos.

You know, photos are definitely rare nowadays, and today he also gave everyone a day off, and took pictures on the street.

Now he and Qian Chuaner are just wandering around the streets.

Qian Chuan'er secretly glanced at Shang Zhen's laid-back expression and was secretly amused, but he didn't expect that his company commander would be so rare in recruiting female students.

But the so-called seeing through can't be said through. Now that Shang Zhen is the company commander, he can't make jokes as unscrupulously as before.

The two of them were chatting while looking at the scene of Xi'an city, but after a while when the two of them came to a street intersection, Qian Chuan'er's eyes lit up because he saw a fortune teller.

The fortune teller was not blind, of course he was not young, and there was a gossip-like figure on the ground, and a bamboo stick in front of it.

When the two of them walked to the fortune-telling booth

"The company commander, let's do the math!" Qian Chuaner said.

"What kind of hexagram is that?" Shang Zhen disagreed.

Shang Zhen has never received any atheistic education, and he has always believed in fortune-telling.

"You've been a little annoying these two days, maybe you can figure something out?" Qian Chuan'er laughed.

Shang Zhen glanced at Qian Chuan'er angrily.

He knew it, and anyone could understand the crap about taking pictures.

But yesterday Leng Xiaozhi and Li Yajuan came to the liaison office again, the two girls were scrambling to talk to him, he was not stupid, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb in the middle, for fear of slowing down one of them.

"Bosses, don't ask for money!" At this time, the old man who told the fortune saw a customer coming to his door, so he opened his mouth naturally.

But at this moment, Shang Zhen and Qian Chuan'er realized that the old man's eye was fake, and it looked like a glass ball inside!