Siheyuan: Married a female spy at the beginning of 1944

After all these years of military service, Lu Ergou was able to return home with his head held high for the first time.

He used to be a good boy and his parents wouldn't let him go home.

Because every time they go home, their family is always despised by relatives and friends.

Just like children working outside.

Other people’s children either work in the Internet industry, logistics, or are managers, contractors, etc.

Ergou led a group of girls to do hardware softening engineering.

No parents think this is an honorable thing.

So since Ergou became a puppet soldier, he only went home once.

Then his parents never let him come home again.

Now he was wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army and swaggered into the village.

During this period, the entire North China was under the control of the Eighth Route Army, so the villagers were familiar with the Eighth Route Army's uniforms.

"Comrades from the Eighth Route Army are here! Comrades from the Eighth Route Army are here!"

Because every village has some team leaders, village chiefs and the like.

When they heard that the Eighth Route Army was coming, they thought they had another mission, so all the village leaders ran out.

"Hello, comrade from the Eighth Route Army. I am the village chief Lu Shuanzhu. You look so familiar to me."

As soon as the village chief introduced himself, he felt that the Eighth Route Army soldier in front of him looked very familiar.

"Second uncle, I am Er Gouzi."

Lu Shuanzhu thought about it in his mind, but the Ergouzi in his impression was a little different from the Eighth Route Army soldier in front of him.

"Er Gouzi? Why are you wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army? Are you disguising yourself as an Eighth Route Army soldier to deceive us?"

The surrounding villagers also recognized Ergouzi at this time.

After hearing what the village chief said, he immediately stayed away from Ergouzi and stared at Lu Ergou with a vigilant look.

Lu Ergou felt a little aggrieved when he saw how the villagers were wary of him.

"Uncle, I am now a member of the Eighth Route Army. This clothing was issued by the Eighth Route Army."

The village chief wondered

"You are the Eighth Route Army? Weren't you a yellow dog before? How did you become the Eighth Route Army?"

Lu Ergou could only give a brief account of his experience.

After listening to this, the villagers understood.

"Oh, so that's it. It turned out that it was your company commander who led you to join the Eighth Route Army. I thought you took the initiative to join.

Humph, you can also be an Eighth Route Army soldier. I must report to the Eighth Route Army comrades that you have been a yellow dog. "

Although the village chief is Lu Ergou's second uncle, the two families have the same ancestor.

The relationship is not that close.

When the village chief heard that Ergouzi had joined the Eighth Route Army, he was still very jealous.

He sent his son to join the army, but the other party refused to accept him.

Just when everyone was still confused and feeling emotional, Lu Ergou's parents ran over with worried looks on their faces.

When they learned that their son was no longer Huang Gouzi, the sadness on their faces disappeared instantly.

When they learned that their son had returned, they were still worried that this yellow dog of theirs would be caught by the villagers and sent to the Eighth Route Army.

"Haha, I said my son shouldn't be a yellow dog. At the beginning, he was in the Han camp but his heart was with Cao.

Now my son has become a member of the Eighth Route Army and has started fighting the Japanese.

Son, how many devils did you kill? "

At this time, Lu Ergou's father, Lu Shitou, straightened his back and spoke louder.

Finally, he had to show off his son's record of killing the Japanese.

"Killed 205."

"Wow"

"What? More than 200."

"(ˉ▽￣～) Tsk~~ You're just bragging."

"That's right, it's fake, fake. Killing the devils is all about talking. I said I killed 20,000 of them."

When the villagers heard the number of enemies killed by Lu Ergou.

I immediately stopped believing it.

In their opinion, if Lu Ergou killed one or two Japanese soldiers, it would be believable, but more than 200? Wouldn’t that make him a hero?

Seeing the villagers' expressions, Lu Ergou did not quibble. He just took the gun behind him, loaded a bullet, and said to the big tree in the distance:

"Do you see that bird's nest on the big tree?"

"Where is the bird's nest? Can't you see it?"

"Oh, there is a bird's nest in that tree. I know."

"I saw it. The two branches are slightly offset from where I am standing."

The villagers reminded each other, and those with good eyesight finally saw the bird's nest.

As for those with poor eyesight, they would run under the tree and take a closer look.

Lu Ergou didn't waste any time. He aimed directly at the bird's nest and fired two shots.

The bird's nest was directly broken up, and the branches, feathers, and straw inside the nest were scattered under the tree.

"This must be about 400 to 500 meters. This shooting skill is amazing. Amazing."

"shoot with great precision?"

"With such shooting skills, he should be a sharpshooter in the army. It seems normal to kill a few more Japanese soldiers."

"Of course it counts, we have seen comrades from the Eighth Route Army before.

Before, they practiced shooting at a range of about 200 meters. Even at that, they often missed the target, which was as big as an adult."

Seeing the villagers' reactions, Lu Ergou acted like a master, put away his gun, and pulled his parents.

"Mom and Dad, let's go home."

When the villagers saw this, they all followed behind.

They still want to continue watching the fun.

I want to know why Ergou has become so powerful.

I also want to know if Ergouzi can take his baby with him when he leaves.

At this time, the enthusiasm for joining the army was very high in North China.

After being liberated by the Eighth Route Army, most farmers also understood the Eighth Route Army’s policies.

I also learned that the Eighth Route Army is the people's army.

Moreover, the army provides food and accommodation, and also provides salary.

There was no family planning in those days.

Many families with many children died of starvation or disease.

Sending children to the army means there is a possibility of them dying in battle, but the mortality rate is not much higher than starving to death or dying of disease at home.

When the villagers saw that Lu Ergou was a soldier of the Eighth Route Army and had four pockets, they all understood that this was an opportunity.

An opportunity to send my children to the army.

"Uncles, aunts, and ladies, stop following me. I'm not something special. Don't you have any work to do at home?"

Lu Ergou felt very uncomfortable with the sudden enthusiasm of his fellow villagers.

So I wanted to persuade the villagers to go home.

"Everything is fine at home. We haven't seen each other for years. I really want to talk to Ergou."

"By the way, Ergou, are you not married? My brother has a girl, she is 20 years old, about your age.

I'll ask her to come over tomorrow so you two can meet each other."

"Come on, your brother's daughter is looking at each other, who can she choose? Besides, she is already 20 years old, and she still wants to marry a big boy like Ergou?"

"Ergou, don't worry, Auntie will definitely find a good partner for you. Auntie's family also has a good girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

Big butt, good physique, able to bear children, and able to work. "

At first, these people wanted to know more about Ergou's situation, but as the conversation went on, it turned into a sales pitch.

One by one, they started bragging about the children of their relatives.

However, when Ergou heard them introducing him to potential partners, the person he thought of was Qin Wangshi, the widow Qin.