The War of Resistance

"Just now I saw a wounded person on the other side." When the team started marching again, Guo Baoyou said excitedly.

"Who are you? How can you be so happy when you see the wounded?" Qian Chuan'er asked angrily when he saw Guo Baoyou's expression.

Wounded people, that's unfortunate. If you don't say you have to be full of sympathy when you see unfortunate people, you have to be full of sympathy. The wounded are all from our Northeastern Army!

"No, there are quite a few wounded, I mean little dustpans!" Guo Baoyou retorted.

"Little dustpan? What's the use of your small dustpan? Can the Northwest Army still follow our Northeast Army?" Qian Chuanyi.

The 51st Army retreated, but the 59th Army stayed, and Xiao Dustpan lived in the 59th Military Hospital.

In other words, the little dustpan didn't go with him.

Therefore, Qian Chuan'er thinks that Guo Baoyou's small dustpan is meaningless.

"A while ago, I heard that the Northwest Army also sent a group of seriously wounded soldiers down, and maybe Little Dustpan was among them." Guo Baoyou said again.

"Is it true?" Hearing Guo Baoyou say this, Qian Chuan also became excited.

"Would you know if you look for it?" Guo Baoyou suggested.

"Yes, let's go look for him. Maybe he is really in there." Mr. Wang expressed his stance.

Then all of them come alive.

Of course they don't want to be separated from the little dustpan. They can watch the little dustpan get better, and then everyone can continue to fight side by side.

Since they retreated in a hurry, Mr. Wang and the others naturally had no time to go to the hospital to look at the dustpan.

And now we are retreating under repairs, and we are idle. What if we can find a small dustpan?

"Can you drink less porridge?" At this time, beside a carriage, Shi Xiaowan was pouting and complaining.

Xiao Dustpan, who was lying on the carriage, turned his eyes over the small stone bowl but said nothing.

In his hand was a jar, which contained a turbid yellow liquid that smelled like urine.

So, is it necessary to ask what Shi Xiaowan is doing? Xiao Dustpan was seriously injured and could not take care of herself yet. Shi Xiaowan was officially sent by Shang Zhen to take care of her.

"Stop talking nonsense to me. Most people want to serve me, but I don't have to. You know, I am an authentic boy chicken, and the urine I urinate is authentic boy urine.

Qian Chuan'er said this is still a good medicine! "The little dustpan started to fight back.

"It's a good medicine, but my urine is so watery that it doesn't even have any useful information." Shi Xiaowan continued to complain.

With a "chuff" sound, the two female nurses next to the carriage finally couldn't hold back their laughter.

It's just that these two nurses had their backs to Little Dustpan. Even though as medical workers, when cleaning Little Dustpan's wounds, how could they not have seen the bits and pieces on Little Dustpan's body?

One of them has long hair and a pair of talking eyes, that is Zhang Zimu, the other is shorter and has a little bit of hair, that is Li Nannan in Zhang Zimu's mouth

"Stop talking nonsense to me, you haven't put on my belt yet!" Xiao Dustpan said again, feeling embarrassed when the nurse laughed.

To say that Shi Xiaowan was really dedicated to serving the little dustpan.

But he has a shortcoming, and that is that he loves to nag, like an old woman.

If it is an old man or an old woman who is nagging while working, it will always be a bit annoying from a young person's perspective.

But has anyone ever imagined it? There is a sense of joy in the fact that a teenager in his mid-teens is doing the work quickly but nagging like an old man and an old lady.

Xiao Dustpan felt embarrassed by Shi Xiaowan's nagging, but Zhang Zimu didn't want to let him go.

"If you pee something useful, it's called kidney stones." Zhang Zimu joked.

"What do you mean by throwing it? Peeing out stones? If it doesn't make a clanging sound, why don't you say peeing out bullets?" the little dustpan said angrily.

Little Dustpan really doesn't know what kind of disease kidney stones are, but kidneys are kidneys, and kidney stones are stones in the kidneys. He can still hear this.

"Then what if we pick up the runner and catch up with the machine gun! From now on, our machine gunners will be cancelled. If there is any work, let the little dustpan do it." This time, he was on the other side of the carriage before anyone else could pick up the conversation. Someone already said loudly.

The words were followed by a "coax", and the laughter was so loud and there were so many people that Zhang Zimu and Li Nannan, who had turned around to avoid suspicion, both turned directly. Come over.

"Oh, come on!" Shi Xiaowan said happily. When he said you are here, of course he meant Mr. Wang and the others were here.

In the face of emergencies, normal people will of course have normal reactions, but the problem is that the little dustpan lying on the carriage is not a normal person.

Last time when Mr. Wang and the others went to see the little dustpan, the little dustpan had already fallen asleep.

And this time, the little dustpan finally waited for his help, so how could he not be excited?

Although the man was injured, his reaction was still there, so he stood up violently.

But how could he possibly stand up with his current body? He just moved and then grinned.

Xiao Dustpan had such a bunch of teeth that everyone remembered that Xiao Dustpan had only been treated for more than a week.

Now that the little dustpan can talk is great, they really don't dare to ask for anything else.

Without waiting for the two nurses to intervene, Mr. Wang and the others all stopped laughing, but they could not hide the eagerness in their eyes when they looked at the little dustpan.

"It took a lot of effort to get you here, but you see you are silent again. You all look like you are in mourning." Little Dustpan controlled his mood and said in a calm tone as much as possible.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Take good care of your injuries. When you get better, we can all fight the Japanese together." Wang Laomao said.

There really isn't much time for this Mr. Wang to talk properly. But now that he said this, Xiao Dustpan was really surprised but moved at the same time.

"Hey, hey, you talk so nicely, it almost makes me cry." Little Dustpan said.

"Really? Don't cry, don't cry. If you become my godson, then I'll be good to you. It's only natural!" Mr. Wang wasn't used to Xiao Dustpan's appearance, because Xiao Dustpan rarely said to himself. "you".

Even though Mr. Wang is uneducated, he still knows that "you" is an honorific.

When did this little bastard, Little Dustpan, ever respect me so much? Therefore, he was very useful.

But he didn't notice that when he proposed to be Little Dustpan's godfather again, Little Dustpan's eyes flashed with a cunning light.

"Don't you just want to be my godfather? Then you will be my godfather, right, godfather?" Although the little dustpan was still lying there, his tone sounded really affectionate and affectionate. .

"Oh oh oh - when you get better, your godfather will buy you sweets!" Wang Laomao did not expect that Little Dustpan would actually call himself godfather.

I remember that I wanted to recognize Xiao Dustpan as my godson, but Xiao Dustpan refused to do anything, but called him father-in-law and wholeheartedly wanted to harm his daughter who did not exist yet.

He originally thought that he would never have the chance to be a godfather to Little Dustpan in this life, but now, Little Dustpan really calls himself his godfather!

For a moment, he didn't know what to say, but he used the trick of coaxing children.

"Hey, I said you two nurse girls, don't you know? This is my godfather.

My godfather used to be a big shopkeeper.

What about the 180 brothers under my command? My godfather is usually the most loyal, domineering and brave in battle.

Guys, am I right? "The little dustpan is still singing praises to Mr. Wang.

And to prove his point, he even brought in other soldiers.

When Little Dustpan said this, what could others say? At this time, who would disagree with the little dustpan? Everyone responded "Yes" with a smile.

Only Hu Zhuzi snorted coldly, but his snort was not loud and no one else noticed it.

It was the first time that Mr. Wang heard Little Dustpan praise him so much, and his face burst into laughter.

It's just okay that he doesn't smile, but the wrinkles on his face become more and more obvious when he smiles.

What they say is all nonsense!

When a person smiles, the folds will just come together.

It is said that when others smile, they bloom like flowers, but when Mr. Wang smiles, they gather like flowers.

But before Mr. Wang could smooth out the wrinkles on his face, the little dustpan said, "Daddy, my urine jar hasn't been emptied yet!"