chaotic world

Under normal circumstances, Crazy Du likes to swear a few words in foreign language, although everyone has never figured out the specific meaning.

But when Crazy Du swears about grandma and grandma, he is really angry.Everyone retreated quietly, subtly keeping as far away from the furious boss as possible. It is important to keep a safe distance.

Du Yunfeng hugged the mud monkey egg, kicked the door into the room, passed the main room like a treasure, and brought a gust of cold wind, Song Shudong shrank into the hot kang, seeing Du lunatic entered the back room with a person in his arms, Song Shudong pulled the big Blindfolded.

Several braziers were set up in the room. The dying Zhou Lan was half lying and half sitting on a chair, while Du Yunfeng was squatting, scrubbing him neatly with an invisible towel.Then he took a lot of snow and rubbed it for Zhou Lan's hands and feet.

Zhou Lan's teeth chattered: "It's cold..."

Du Yunfeng lowered his head and rubbed vigorously, his head was covered with sweat: "Young Master An, bear with it, you can warm up after rubbing, otherwise your hands and feet will rot."

After the few pots of snow were used up, Zhou Lan's hands turned from gray to bright red, and his fingers gradually became able to move.Feeling that it was almost done, Du Yunfeng carried him to the hot kang, wrapped him in a big quilt, and placed several braziers around him.

"Don't be afraid, it's warm, it's warm."

Looking down at those feet covered with wounds, bleeding and white pus, Du Yunfeng frowned.

He found an altar of burning knives, which can be exploded when ignited at a high temperature, and came to Zhou Lan: "Drink a couple of sips to warm yourself up!" Zhou Lan followed his advice and took a big gulp.He felt the wine go down his throat like it was on fire, burning everywhere it passed.

Du Yunfeng also raised his head and took a big gulp, winking hesitantly.Just as Zhou Lan wanted to say that it was too hot, please slow down, but before he could even utter a word, it turned into a howl——Du Yunfeng sprayed all the wine on his wound, not to mention the pain.

"You just said something!" Zhou Lan's forehead was sweating from the pain, and under the attack from inside and outside, he really forgot the cold.

Du Yunfeng chuckled: "I just remembered it when I drank it, I'll talk about it after I spit it out."

Zhou Lan rolled her eyes in her heart.

After a simple bandage, Du Yunfeng unbuttoned his padded jacket, and stuffed Zhou Lan's cold and stiff feet into his warm arms.

"Don't..., I can warm myself up." Zhou Lan writhed in the thick quilt.

"Don't move, I have to cover you quickly, it's terrible if your feet are useless." Du Yunfeng hugged his feet tightly in his arms: "Go to sleep as soon as you warm up! Oh, don't sleep yet, I'll let someone Get you a bowl of porridge, let's go to bed when we're full."

While talking, he turned his head and howled: "Where is the food? Do you still wink?!"

"Yunfeng... you, why are you here... have you become a bandit?" Zhou Lan was wrapped in a blanket, his face was pale, his lips were bruised, but his eyes were full of energy, his mind was clear. .If you're confused, you can't use just a few words to connect the rough man in front of you with that childhood friend, and grasp this life-saving straw at the occasional moment of yin and yang.

"Hey...how should I put it...Young master, it's a long story, let's talk about it after you recover."

Du Yunfeng saw the red marks from the whip on his forehead, obviously he had suffered a lot, and thinking of him being chased by the Japanese, he also guessed in his heart.

The land of Kanto is called Manchukuo in name, but it is a trick to sell dog meat, and the old den of the Manchus has long been a slaughterhouse for Japan.

If you enter this territory, you will be at the mercy of others.

The feet on his chest were cold, and he looked at Zhou Lan who had no strength—Master An was born with deep eye sockets, and now they are even sunken. His face is still as handsome and handsome as he remembered. In the bones, it still gives people a clean feeling.

Zhou Lan and Du Yunfeng are old acquaintances.

Du Yunfeng is the son of Steward Du, and Steward Du is an old servant of the Zhou family.

Butler Du is loyal and hardworking.Zhou Lan's father——Zhou Hanshi died early, and the connection with the gold mine outside the customs was supported by Butler Du alone. Every quarter, the gold bars outside the customs would be shipped to Zhou's family according to the account. Butler Du had never been greedy. He didn't ask for any extra remuneration. In order not to cause trouble to his master, even his own family was raised in the countryside of Cangzhou, a hundred miles away.

Du Yunfeng grew up in the countryside. When he was eight years old, his mother bled profusely when giving birth to his younger brother Du Yunhai.His mother's child died, and his father was not around all year round. There was only one nanny who was busy taking care of the newborn little Yunhai. Du Yunfeng was alone, and had to grow up freely in the countryside.

With money to spend, no one cares about him, and his younger brother is too young, he naturally became a wild child.

He's gifted in a different way -- in fighting.At the age of ten, he was invincible in the whole village, and later developed into an invincible bully in the whole town and county.

He went to the school in the country dignifiedly, but he never listened to it seriously.Skipping class and hanging out listening to people's stories is his hobby. From the storyteller's mouth, Du Yunfeng sketched out a world where the mountains are kings—as a country boy with high skills and boldness, this dream is in line with destiny and natural.

When Du Yunfeng was 14 years old, his younger brother Du Yunhai was six years old, and he was already able to be a follower.

Du Yunfeng has been living a carefree, optimistic, and bullying life.Later, Steward Du realized something, or it was God's will, but Steward Du hurriedly took the two brothers away from Cangzhou before the son's grand plans were revealed.

They came to the bustling Greater Tianjin. The dazzle of the metropolis opened his eyes and made him feel unfamiliar and uncomfortable. On the first day of his arrival, he wanted to flee back to the countryside of Cangzhou and return to his own territory.

In the evening of that day, he met 11-year-old Zhou Lan.He just came back from school in a white dress, and walked into the living room door from the afterglow of the setting sun. He was covered in gold rims all over his body.At that time, Du Yunfeng didn't realize that Zhou Lan's expression had a maturity and calmness that didn't belong to his age. He could only feel the physical and mental shock when he saw Zhou Lan. When he recalled this scene many years later, he realized that from the first sight, Zhou Lan suppressed his soul.

Zhou Lan walked in front of Du Yunfeng, greeted his mother, looked at Du Yunfeng sideways, raised his head slightly, and smiled at the corners of his eyes.

At that time, Du Yunfeng was holding the corner of his father's clothes with one hand - he just had a fuss about going back to Cangzhou.Du Yunfeng froze there, the boy in front of him had clear eyes, thick eyelashes, and a pair of big black and white eyes looking at him quietly.

Du Yunfeng has never seen such a good-looking and clean person in the countryside, no, he has never met one in Tianjin Wei after a long day of shopping.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Lan. Are you Lao Du's son?" The young Zhou Lan stretched out a hand politely like an adult. The hand was clean and white, and he stretched out to Du Yunfeng without saying a word.

Du Yunfeng, who was always full of savagery, suddenly lowered his head, looked left and right, rubbed his hand back and forth on his trousers, wanted to stretch but didn't dare to stretch, he was at a loss, and completely forgot the determination to leave just now.

Seeing his appearance, Zhou Lan felt a little clear in his heart, smiled gently, withdrew his hand, turned around and walked to Lao Du: "Old Du, your son doesn't look like you." Then he took off his coat and handed it to Mr. The dumb uncle following behind him.

"Yes, young master." Old Du bowed slightly and replied respectfully.

Zhou Lan's appearance changed Du Yunfeng's worldview, and he seemed to have opened up a new world.

He yearns for beauty, and the previous ideals of occupying mountains and becoming king were originally beautiful, but at the moment it seems that they have nothing to do with beauty.Standing in front of Zhou Lan, he was obviously a head taller, but his aura was a head shorter. His rusticity, the opponent's foreignness, his timidity, and the opponent's neither humble nor overbearing, were in stark contrast.

Regarding the standard of "beautiful", there has been a great shift in the universe, and the north and south poles have been reversed.

Zhou Lan is beautiful.

So, in the days that followed.When Zhou Lan was stopped by the "little divisions" to extort money after school, Du Yunfeng was filled with righteous indignation and stepped out, one against five, beating up a group of little ruffians until they cried.He deeply believes that Zhou Lan is beautiful, and beautiful things should be protected and not destroyed.

Zhou Lan's mother was the third concubine of the Zhou family, and she liked Du Yunfeng very much. Seeing that he was kind to her son, she recognized him as a foster son despite the opposition of the whole family, and sent Du Yunfeng to a Western school with the money she had saved back then.

"Western schools are so expensive!" The second aunt lit a cigarette after dinner, exhaled smoke rings, and looked sideways at the third aunt.

The third aunt is too low-browed and kind-eyed. She has never talked much, and her status at home is low, so she never explains or resists too much.She was just gentle and firm, and she did it in a low-key manner when she recognized it.

Du Yunfeng offered Zhou Lan as a young master, he put it on his head for fear of being frightened, put it in his hand for fear of burning, and held it in his mouth for fear of melting.Their identities are different, Du Yunfeng is a servant's child, with a name but no characters, so Zhou Lan called him by his first name without seeing anyone else, but removed the "Du" in the title and changed it to "Yunfeng".Although he is a righteous brother, it is not convenient to call him an elder brother.

Du Yunfeng didn't know a few Chinese characters, but he learned basic foreign language under Zhou Lan's supervision.

Du Yunfeng also wanted to be a person like Zhou Lan. He studied hard, but unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Du Yunfeng just attended a foreign school for a year, but Du Butler passed away——there was an inexplicable fire at home, Du Butler was drunk and died in the In a burnt house.

As a matter of course, the old man died and the young man came to replace him. Du Yunfeng took over his father's position and came to Fengtian Province to deal with the gold mine. Just after finding out the way of the gold mine, the Japanese soldiers bombarded the North Camp of the Fengtian Army. Immediately afterwards, the entire territory of the three eastern provinces was occupied. Of course, the gold mines must not be kept, and rumors of wars and horses were raging. He is so strong and strong, and he is easily regarded as a deserter in the Northeast outside the customs. The risk is very high.

Thus, Du Yunfeng's natural aptitude to be a bandit leader came to the fore. In desperation, he regained his childhood ideals and led a group of people to Liangshan half-heartedly.

The world is really small, Du Yunfeng did not expect to meet Zhou Lan here.

When Zhou Lan woke up the next day, he was startled by a bearded face close at hand—Du Yunfeng was squatting on the edge of the kang and staring at him, his hair was disheveled, covering his eyes like a The bird's nest has not been built yet, and there is a bowl of steaming millet porridge on the edge of the kang.

"Why are you squatting? Don't make a sound." Zhou Lan subconsciously raised her hand to rub her eyes, but it hurt her eyes.

Raising his hand, Zhou Lan was stunned, his hand was swollen like a steamed bun.

Du Yunfeng smiled, stood up quickly, picked up millet porridge and sat on the edge of the kang: "Don't be afraid, young master, it's a good thing that your hands are swollen, it means that the frostbite is recovering."

Zhou Lan half sat up, looked at his left hand, looked at his right hand, and was a little nervous: "Is my hand still recovering? I still want to play the piano."

Du Yunfeng hurriedly explained to dispel his worries, and looked at Zhou Lan with a pair of smiling eyes while speaking, and sat behind the other side without any explanation: "Drink while it's hot, I must be hungry."

Zhou Lan turned his head to look at Du Yunfeng's posture, the bowl of millet porridge was already brought to his mouth, he looked like a servant serving his master as a matter of course.

Du Yunfeng waited anxiously, Zhou Lan was not polite, and drank with one hand with peace of mind.

At the beginning, Zhou Lan liked Du Yunfeng's lively and energetic appearance. He was tall but simple-minded, especially in front of himself.Every time Zhou Lan was reading and writing, Du Yunfeng was busy serving tea and water by the side.Zhou Lan thought he was making noise, so Du Yunfeng shyly withdrew to the side and watched from a distance.When Du Yunfeng first came to Zhou's house, he still had a big braid on the back of his head, which was terribly dirty.Later, this guy finally cut his hair and went to study in a western-style school together, but he was not born to study, and skipping classes was common. When Zhou Lan was practicing piano in music class, he saw Du Yunfeng poking his head outside the classroom window.

"Yunfeng, be obedient", he often wants to be like an elder, controlling and watching him.Du Yunfeng didn't listen to anyone, just listened to him, put away his wild child's disposition, went to class, studied, and began to be like a child from a good family. Of course, the time for each persistence is limited, and it won't be long before he will show his original shape.

Zhou Lan doesn't get angry easily. He is naturally reserved and doesn't show too much in front of others. All his worries are kept in his heart and hidden behind his eyes.

Du Yunfeng thinks that Zhou Lan's eyes are beautiful, it's an expression that hides flames and contains ice water, he can't understand, can't guess, it makes people's heart itch, and he always wants to find out.

"Master, I can't find any suitable clothes for you right now, so you can just wear this first, and I'll go down the mountain to buy them for you after a while." Du Yunfeng took the warm cotton padded pants and leather vest to the side of the kang.

Zhou Lan didn't pick anything, his hands and feet were swollen, and he let Du Yunfeng serve him.

Zhou Lan stretched his hand into his sleeve carefully, but was grabbed by Du Yunfeng. He looked at Zhou Lan's arm carefully. The place where the forearm connected to the elbow was full of scars, which had not fully healed, leaving mottled marks. He I saw it when I rubbed the snow for Zhou Lan yesterday, and there were patches of whip marks on the back, new and old superimposed.

Zhou Lan raised his head and looked at his arm. He knew that Du Yunfeng wanted to open his mouth to ask.

"Second aunt eloped with someone and ran away with all the family savings. I couldn't help it. I couldn't contact you, so I went to the gold mine. I didn't know that the Japanese were so crazy. I graduated this year and wanted to go to Europe for further study. I need A lot of money. I didn't expect that I almost died in the mine." Zhou Lanyun said calmly, broke away from Du Yunfeng's hand and stretched it into his sleeve.

"Are they still biting you?" Du Yunfeng hesitated.

"No," Zhou Lan paused, without looking directly at him, and said unhurriedly, "Yunfeng, don't ask any more, I'm fine, I can go back to Tianjin soon."

"Don't hurry." Although Du Yunfeng was an arrogant and domineering guy on Black Eagle Mountain, he automatically switched to the mode of fear and fear in front of Zhou Lan, like a servant, or even like a puppy who wants to be praised by his master at any time.

Since he won't ask, then don't ask, Du Yunfeng buttoned him and said: "Don't hurry, you can stay here as long as you want, it's safe here, Black Eagle Mountain is dangerous, and we are in the dark forest below the mountain. They dug a lot of traps and put on bears and robes, so devils generally dare not approach easily."

Zhou Lan thought that I was lucky if I didn't step into these traps.

Zhou Lan really couldn't leave in a hurry, because his feet were swollen, he could only walk slowly with his shoes on, and Du Yunfeng helped him to sit at the table.

"Devils are indeed hateful, and the Chinese are not much better." He said suddenly.

Du Yunfeng thought about Zhou Lan's family background, and what he did last night must have hated these bandits on the mountain to death.

"You stay in my room from now on, no one dares to come in without my permission, don't be afraid."

"I'm not talking about them." Zhou Lan said, turning his head suddenly, "Who's there?" He looked at the door, which was not closed tightly, and a small tentative face appeared at the crack of the small door.

Du Yunfeng stood up abruptly, walked out the door, and then closed the door behind with both hands.He yelled in a low voice with guilt: "Who the hell let you peek, get out."

"Where are you going?" was Song Shudong's timid voice.

"Go to the third one, don't come to my outhouse in the future, don't poke your head here."

"Oh, then I'll hug the quilt." Song Shudong said in a low voice, he wished he could stay away from Du Yunfeng.

"What are you hugging, let's go."

Zhou Lan heard the sound of pushing and shoving outside the door, and someone was pushed out of the outside room.

"There are still people living in your outhouse?" Zhou Lan saw Du Yunfeng return to the house.

Du Yunfeng scratched the back of his head: "Ah, that, haha, no, I asked him to pick up things in the morning, and I won't let him in later, don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid." Zhou Lan quietly looked at Du Yunfeng's incoherent speech.

Zhou Lan's activity space is only as big as Du Yunfeng's two rooms. Sometimes Du Yunfeng is not around, and someone comes to deliver water and food.

He was inconvenient in his hands and feet, and wanted people from outside to bring them in and put them on the table. As a result, no matter who delivered the food, they all refused to enter as if they were possessed, and some simply put down the food at the door and ran away. dare not return.

This made Zhou Lan dumbfounded.

Every time when changing the brazier, Zhou Lan wore a robe and carefully moved the brazier to the door with his swollen hands. The people outside the door put the new brazier outside the door, not daring to stretch their hands over the threshold, as if After crossing the line of the threshold, a guillotine will fall from the top of the head and cut off the hands in unison.

It was only later that I found out that this was one of the rules set by Du Yunfeng. No matter whether he was in the room or not, no one could enter his room without his permission. One step kills Unforgiven.

For this matter, when Du Yunfeng first went up the mountain, he once twisted someone's head off. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, no one would dare to break this iron rule again.

After ten days or so, Zhou Lan's hands and feet gradually subsided, and he was no longer limping when he walked. It was very annoying to eat millet porridge and steamed buns every day.

"I'm going down the mountain to buy some goods today, you wait for me in the house, don't go out."

In the middle of the night, Zhou Lan was dazed on the hot kang, and Du Yunfeng, who was on the floor next to him, spoke softly. At the same time, he lit candles and began to get dressed—since Zhou Lan came, Du Yunfeng built a floor with wooden boards and stools.

Du Yunfeng said that there was not much food on the mountain, and he had to go down the mountain to buy some.

When the night is dark and windy, buy some back, Zhou Lan understands, the meaning is to grab some back.

"Take me with you, and I'll help you." Zhou Lan was sat up.

Du Yunfeng was stuffing weapons on his body, a small dagger on his waist, a long knife on his back, and another one in his ankle.Hearing what he said, it seemed as if he had heard a joke. He turned around and laughed, grabbed the cotton coat and covered his body, hid a few knives tightly, strode to the edge of the kang, pushed Zhou Lan down on the kang without any explanation, and then Tuck the quilt around his shoulders: "Sleep, this is not something a young master should do. I'll be back at dawn."

Zhou Lan wanted to sit up, but her eyes went dark. It was Du Yunfeng who blew out the candle, and felt a big warm hand gliding over her eyebrows and eyes.

"sleep."

Then there was the creak of doors opening and closing.

Someone was talking in the yard, the horse's hooves were stomping on the ground, and white air was blowing out of their nostrils.

Zhou Lan lifted the quilt, pulled a padded jacket over his body, walked barefoot to the window, opened the window, and a gust of cold wind blew in, blowing him into a big chill.

Surrounded by the crowd, Du Yunfeng was holding a wooden stick and drawing on the snow to form a formation. The confidant next to him held a torch, illuminating Du Yunfeng's unshaven side face. Nodding, no one making noise.