The War of Resistance

When Qian Chuan'er walked back to the Northeast Army Liaison Office alone, it was already two days later.

"Brother, you are very popular!" The soldier who guarded the door said to him with a smile.

This is the liaison office of the Northeast Army, which is also called a military unit, and there are always sentries standing guard at the gate.

"What's wrong?" Qian Chuaner asked.

"Yesterday, a large group of students, men and women, came to see you. I said you had been transferred, so they left." The sentinel laughed.

"Oh, we saved a few students on the way here, and they came to see the savior." Qian Chuaner replied with a smile.

"Another female student came to you this morning. I told you you were gone, but they asked where you were going. When I told you it was a military secret, they also pouted and left." The soldier said again.

"A female student? Is he looking for someone or our company? Did you say what her name is?" Qian Chuan'er was curious.

"She first said she was looking for your company, but I said that all of you have left.

She asked if your company commander was there, and I said they were all gone. Of course the company commander also left. "The sentry said again.

"What do you look like? Do you wear glasses?" Qian Chuan had a certain association.

"She's pretty, juicy and good-looking, she doesn't wear glasses, she's a great beauty!" The sentry introduced again.

"Oh." Qian Chuan'er nodded and smiled, "Thank you brother, I see."

After he finished speaking, he went to the liaison office, but he had already guessed who the female student was, so he put on a smile on his face, but he muttered, "Lucky, one just came and one is missing." Woolen cloth."

After a while, Qian Chuaner appeared in a room in the liaison office.

Originally, the group of them lived in this house.

It's just that he was the only one in the house that could have accommodated thirty people, so it naturally seemed empty.

But Qian Chuan'er naturally didn't take it seriously, but he took out a few little books from his pocket and read them with relish.

It was only after he watched for a while that footsteps came from outside the room, and then the voice of the sentry who had just finished talking with him started again: "Brother, another female student came to you, this time it is a Dai Glasses!"

"Oh, the one with the glasses, here we come!" Qian Chuan'er became excited when he heard what the sentry said, threw the little man's book on the bunk, and then jumped up and ran out.

And only two minutes later, Qian Chuan'er who ran out of the house came back, followed by Li Yajuan.

"Sit down, hehe, I didn't expect you to come." Qian Chuan'er put Li Yajuan on the lower bunk.

Li Yajuan looked at the room curiously.

Although this is only the liaison office of the Northeast Army, it is also a barracks.

But to Li Yajuan's disappointment, apart from being a little more neat than their student dormitory, the furnishings inside are equally simple.

"Come to see our company commander? What, our company commander has a task to lead the team away, so I stayed here to wait for the photos." Qian Chuan'er explained.

"Ah, are you really leaving?" Li Yajuan couldn't hide her disappointment behind her small round glasses.

Qian Chuan'er secretly glanced at Li Yajuan's little expression, but secretly smiled in her heart, she is lucky, her beauty is in trouble, what is the disaster of prison, she still won't leave?

"Then I'll go back." Li Yajuan said disappointedly.

"Don't tell me, tell me about these books, why can't I understand them?" Qian Chuaner pointed to the little books he had placed on the bunk.

"Ha." Li Yajuan immediately turned cloudy when she saw Qian Chuan'er's little books, "Why do you still like to read this, I would like to read it too! I just don't have the money to buy it."

The so-called "little man's book" actually refers to comic books, that is, pictures plus a few words of narration. The form of comic books has only appeared for a few years now, and it is the time when sales are booming.

For example, the few books that Qian Chuaner bought now are from the "Journey to the West" series, but the name of the comic strip is "Pictures on the Journey to the West Series", and there are eight small characters on it, which read "men, women, old and young entertain the public" ".

"I have the money to buy it, but I can't read. Can you tell me about it?" Qian Chuan'er showed a pitiful look.

"Oh, that's great!" Li Yajuan said happily.

Although people in the Northeast call the comics comics "little people's books", which means that they are for children, but there are many illiterate Chinese people nowadays, and it is not surprising that Qian Chuan'er is illiterate.

Although Li Yajuan came here this time because of Shang Zhen, there was nothing she could do without Shang Zhen's absence. Seeing that Qian Chuan'er, who is also an anti-Japanese hero, wanted her, she was naturally a good teacher.

So, Li Yajuan sat at the empty table in that room and told Qian Chuaner about the little man's book.

The first one tells the story of Monkey King making trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

Then Li Yajuan was elated as if she was giving a lecture to students, while Qian Chuaner listened with great interest, like a primary school student.

But Li Yajuan didn't notice that Qian Chuan'er's eyes were sly when she heard her telling the story, he glanced at the remaining four little books while Li Yajuan was not paying attention.

Xiaoren'er's book is like a comic book, which has always been more pictures and less text, even if Qian Chuan'er keeps interrupting to ask the details of the story, it will never last long.

There were not enough comic books to buy, Qian Chuan'er was thinking about it, and in a moment he had another idea.

He then listened to Li Yajuan telling him the story of Journey to the West, which was nothing more than Monkey King fighting the red boy Monkey King three times beating the bone spirit or something.

Li Yajuan told the story very seriously, Qian Chuan'er pretended to listen to the book seriously, looked at Li Yajuan's delicate face in his eyes, and smelled the girl's unique breath in his nose, he was really intoxicated for a while!

Finally, amidst Qian Chuaner's constant asking for advice, Li Yajuan finished the five comic books.

"Oh, it's good to have ink in your belly, not grass in their belly!" Qian Chuan'er said solemnly.

"You can't say that. You are all anti-Japanese heroes. I don't blame you for being illiterate." Li Yajuan defended "them".

But then she reacted and asked: "They have grass in their stomachs, doesn't that include you?" After finishing speaking, she blushed a bit, of course she was joking with Qian Chuan'er.

"That doesn't include me, they have grass in their stomachs, but I'm not." Qian Chuan'er said proudly.

"Not including you? Do you have ink in your stomach?" Li Yajuan was curious.

If Qian Chuaner could read, why did he let himself tell him?

"My stomach is neither grass nor ink." Qian Chuan'er laughed, "My stomach is full of strings of money, haha."

Li Yajuan giggled when she heard what Qian Chuaner said was interesting.

"Are you busy in class?" Qian Chuaner asked after laughing.

"It's not very busy. Some classes are always short of teachers." Li Yajuan replied.

"That's great!" Qian Chuan'er was delighted, "Then if you have the time, teach me how to read, okay? You see, I don't even know how to read the characters after you finish reading the comic book!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Li Yajuan with eager anticipation.

"Okay, I wish I could, you are all great heroes!" Sure enough, Li Yajuan did not disappoint him.

"Okay, teach me how to write now, and I'll treat you to noodles in the evening." Qian Chuaner said casually.

"How about that?" Li Yajuan felt embarrassed.

"What's wrong with that? You are the husband I invited, and the husband doesn't charge tuition fees, so isn't it normal to invite him to dinner?" Qian Chuan retorted.

Li Yajuan tilted her head and thought for a while, it seemed the same thing happened, so she didn't object.

So, Li Yajuan really taught Qian Chuaner to write.

It's just that they don't have pens now, so they can only use fingers instead of pens.

When Li Yajuan was writing on the table with her fingers, Qian Chuan'er's little eyes showed a hint of cunning.

Old Mao Wang gave him a task, but in the process of completing this task, he had a little idea of ​​his own.

But Li Yajuan continued to read those comic books.

Girls, after all, are innocent. Compared with boys, girls are innocent, not to mention encountering veterans who look young but are actually thieves and slippery.

Just like that, Li Yajuan, who was originally looking for Shang Zhen, gave Qian Chuaner a whole afternoon's story about villains.

It was only when Li Yajuan returned to school at night that she realized that after having fun with Qian Chuaner, she hadn't thought about that stick for the whole day!

It's just that when she saw her good friend Leng Xiaozhi looking at her suspiciously and asking why she went there all afternoon, Li Yajuan, who has always been honest and responsible, suddenly said in a strange way, I played with Ma Ganer all afternoon , and then he saw that Leng Xiaozhi's face became a little ugly.

But at this time, under the kerosene lamp in the twilight, Qian Chuaner was reading the comic book with relish in the liaison office, reading a few sentences from time to time, but there was a thick book beside him. A stack of villain books, but that is the whole set of comic strips of Journey to the West!

Qian Chuan'er was right to say that he could not read all the words, but how could he be illiterate? After all, he had picked up Chinese medicine in a Chinese medicine shop, and he could recognize all the characters on the Chinese medicine.

At the same time, in a garrison outside the city of Xi'an, Shang Zhen and his soldiers were already as tired as dead dogs lying on the bed.

"I regret it, I'd better not leave the money string at the liaison office." Old Mao Wang, who was too tired to smoke, sighed.

"What did you say?" Shang Zhen, who was lying beside Wang Laomao, asked.

"I didn't say anything, oh, I'm getting old!" Old Mao Wang sighed.