chaotic world

After staying up all night, without a drop of water, and fighting fiercely until dusk, the Japanese at the train station finally ran out of foreign aid and fell behind.

Breaking through the blockade of the train station, Master Zhou took a breath and stepped over the soldiers who were sleeping all over the floor.Zhou Lan couldn't tell who was alive and who was dead.

On the smoky streets, everyone seemed to be dead.

In the evening, he decided to go home and take a look, but in the autumn of crisis, when the morale of the army was unstable, and there was a possibility of sudden emergency at any time, so he had to leave a trustworthy person in charge of the team.

"I'll go with you and let the old horse support me for a while," He Si said, he was very worried that Zhou Lan would go out alone, even though he was going to the concession, "Why don't you stay and I'll go home and have a look."

He understands He Si's intentions, nowhere is as safe as staying with his soldiers, as there are soldiers, there will be someone to protect him.

"No," Zhou Lan still denied him. He took off his military uniform and put on a dusty casual dress. "My mother can't be persuaded by anyone. I have to go in person. Even if I recite her, I have to recite her. Tianjin will definitely not be able to keep it." I don't know how long the concession will be safe, so I have to take her with me."

After finishing speaking, he put on a blue-gray hat to cover his eyebrows, but looked at He Si with clear eyes along the hat shade.

"I know what's going on, don't worry about it," he said.

He Si wanted to say something, but Zhou Lan blocked him with a wave of his hand.

Then I can only pick the best guy to go with Zhou Lan.

As soon as it got dark, Zhou Lan set off with a few people.

The commander-in-chief's fleeing would most shake the morale of the army, so he slipped out of the position in the most low-key and inconspicuous manner, and rushed to the British Concession with the fleeing crowd.

There are huge crowds of people, and the closer you get to the concession, the more difficult it is to move an inch.

Fortunately, he brought a team of good guys, and he didn't care about so many, he just squeezed his way out of the crowd and squeezed into the British Concession.

The concessions were not much better either, full of refugees who had squeezed in.

Zhou Lan managed to return to his bungalow garden. Fortunately, when he was leaving last time, He Si arranged for the guards to guard the home. The escaped talents did not rush in. The guards recognized him from a long distance away and opened the carved The gate welcomes the teacher seat in.

"Master seat..."

Several people stood at attention to say hello.

"Okay, okay," Zhou Lan signaled that they had worked hard, and hurried into the house. He seemed to catch a glimpse of a few guards looking wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he plunged into the house.

As soon as you go in, it's completely wrong.

Shumei was sitting in the living room holding Xiaobao and crying.

Little Treasure's eyes were sharp, and when he saw someone coming, he yelled "Dad" and rushed over.

"Dad, Dad, I'm so scared, it's so loud outside."

The rumble of cannons from the public concession came from far away, and it had weakened a lot, but Xiaobao was still frightened.

Zhou Lan picked up Xiaobao, not bothering to look at her affectionately. He instinctively felt that something was wrong. He asked, "Shumei, why are you crying? Where's my mother? Where's the dumb uncle?"

Shumei cried even harder.

"Master," she wailed, "Yesterday, the old lady heard that there was a fight in Peiping, so... she insisted on going back to Huajie. The memorial tablet of the old ancestor is still there. Her old man is worried and insists on asking Come back, I... I can't persuade you anyway... The guards and soldiers followed, but there is no news so far."

"Confused!" Zhou Lan scolded!

Even Xiaobao in his arms was so frightened that he was silent, and after choking for a while, he burst into tears.

"Dad, dad..."

Zhou Lan threw Xiaobao into Shumei's arms, shouted "Stay at home, absolutely don't go out!" and ran out of the house.

With the guards and soldiers, he rushed into the flow of people again, and ran towards Huajie against the direction of the flow of people.

Crossing the street and fireworks, he met the roaring car of the police station on the road, and commanded the guards to pounce on it. They didn't have time to explain, they directly shot the police and took their car.

"Who dares to snatch a car from the police station?" the young policeman shouted loudly.

"The waiting chief is a good friend of mine. I have requisitioned this car. Just tell Zhou Lan what you said when you get back." Zhou Lan got into the car and said.

"The chief of the waiting room?" The young man fell off the car and was stunned. "The chief of the waiting room has been shot and died!"

Zhou Lan froze, he stopped, jumped out of the car, and grabbed the young man's collar: "What did you say?"

"The Chief Waiting Officer..." The young man was very excited, and there seemed to be water in his eyes, "The Chief Waiting Officer led the team to revolt. In the morning, he fought with the Japanese at Haiguang Temple. He was shot and was unable to move. Captured alive, the Japanese asked him to command the troops to surrender, he, he, shot himself!"

Zhou Lan shook his head.

Brother Hou, who has a bad wife and doesn't go to court.

That big brother Hou who missed him.

The chief waiter who opened the door for him to sell "soil".

died.

"Where's his family?" Zhou Lan asked anxiously.

"I seem to have been picked up by Boss Hou, and I don't know where it is now."

Zhou Lan let go, stroked the other party's collar distractedly, and said, "I see, let's go."

After finishing speaking, he got into the car and ordered to go to Huajie.

A person cannot be resurrected after death, and it is useless to be sad.

It's just that the eyes are a little itchy, Zhou Lan raised his hand and wiped it.

The car scratched people and buildings all the way and sped into Huajie, getting closer and closer to Zhou's old house.

The guards who brought him told him that no one could persuade the old lady, and no one dared to force her. She insisted on going, and the guards at home could only send out people to accompany the old lady with the dumb uncle. There is no news.

It was already dark, and the day's bombing had finally come to an end. The planes above were no longer circling, and only the sound of gunfire continued.

There are only a lot of people in the concession, but it still looks like a city.Out of the concession, there are more and more ruins, collapsed houses, tall buildings with only one wall left, people who fell to the ground to die, and dirty children crying on the side of the road.

Zhou Lan's heart was cold, knowing that something was really wrong.

The gunshots went away, and the number of Chinese soldiers became less and less. This place has been occupied by the Japanese.

On Chinese soil, in his hometown, he entered the territory of the Japanese.

The car didn't slow down and went straight to the old house.

The position of the gate of the Zhou family, the gate is no longer there, only the collapsed high wall.

Zhou Lan and the guard jumped out of the car at the same time, ignoring the Japanese occupying forces that might appear around him at any time, he had to make a quick decision, maybe the mother and the dumb uncle ran out before they had time to hide in the old house.

Perhaps the dumb uncle and his mother had already run into the fleeing stream of people. They were old and could only run with others, not knowing where they were going to be dragged.

Yes, it must be so.

They will not be in this house.

If this is still called a house!

How can there be a complete house?What's all that messing around?

The roof of the main hall of the old house was removed, the broken wood was burning, and all the wooden furniture became coke.

He climbed up to the house like climbing a hill, "Mom!" He yelled loudly, hysterical, exhausted all the strength in his internal organs, in the night fire, blue veins protruded on his forehead, and his eyes were terrified.

Looking around, the Zhou family's old house, the most prosperous place in the Chinese world, was completely in ruins. There were no living people, no complete houses, smoke and dust everywhere, and raging fire.

This is his home!

This is where he grew up, where he came from!

Gone, all gone!

The guards looked around while shouting and searching, climbing up the grave-like house, passing through the sloping house wall, and stepping over the licking fireworks.

Zhou Lan walked through the mess covered in dust, and stepped on the familiar homeland, but she couldn't recognize where she had landed anyway.

Is it his room?

A corner of the copybook was left after burning, pen, ink, paper and inkstone scattered between the bricks and stones. When the night wind blew, a piece of paper was turned over, and the word "brother" was written on it.

The handwriting is strange, never seen before.

He instinctively ran towards the backyard.

"There are people, Master, there are people!" Suddenly a guard shouted loudly.

Zhou Lan ran over, and the guards had helped him up. Zhou Lan ran over and fell to the ground.

"Uncle!" Zhou Lan supported the dumb uncle's shoulder, and then raised his hand to wipe the blood on the dumb uncle's face.

Uncle Dumb was in a coma with blood all over his face, but he was still alive.

"Uncle, wake up and look at me." Zhou Lan took the handkerchief soaked in cold water and wiped off the blood of the dumb uncle. It was obvious that the head was hit hard.

Zhou Lan ordered someone to put the dumb uncle on his back and send him back to the car, when the dumb uncle's eyelids moved.

"Uncle?" Zhou Lan grabbed Uncle Dumb's hand.

Uncle Dumb's eyes were blurred for a while, and then there was light. He raised his finger to point behind him, and then lowered it again.

Zhou Lan ordered the dumb uncle to be sent away first, and the guards had to obey the order, so they could only start the car and take the dumb uncle back to the concession.

Zhou Lan knew in her heart that Uncle Dumb was referring to the family temple in the backyard, where the memorial tablets of the Zhou family's ancestors were located.

He took the remaining two guards and ran across the mountains.

Ruins, ruins everywhere.

Zhou Lan trembled uncontrollably. The most majestic and strongest family temple of the Zhou family has been razed to the ground. A bomb exploded near here. The originally exquisite and tidy courtyard left a huge crater, and half of the family temple fell into the hole. , the other half completely collapsed.

"Mom!" he yelled.

No one responded.

He frantically dug with his hands, moving bricks and stones, and the guards also started digging with bare hands.

"Mom," he yelled.

Only the sound of bricks and stones being thrown away.

"Who is it!" The guard next to him suddenly yelled, and then he took out his gun and aimed at the broken wall in the front yard, and the other guard immediately turned around and raised his gun, and pressed Zhou Lan back to hide behind him. .

Zhou Lan was unmoved, he only focused on digging the bricks and soil in front of him wholeheartedly.

Sparsely, the sound of leather shoes stepping on tiles, gun barrels protruding from behind the broken wall, then blue-gray military uniforms, and then faces.

"Who?" The other party also shouted.

Everyone shouted in Chinese.

Hearing this sound, Zhou Lan suddenly turned his head, his clenched teeth showed obvious marks on his face, and his eyes became fierce.

Turning around and pushing away the guards, he slipped and jumped down the ruins, and ran towards the person who spoke.

He went aggressively, and the people behind the broken wall also came out straight away. They aimed at each other exactly like two split shells, and they hit each other.

Zhou Lan raised his hand and hit him, hitting his head and face heavily.

Du Yunfeng raised his hand to block, but the opponent's attack was too heavy, and he could only block the speed, but still failed to block the falling trend.

In an instant, mud and blood streaked across Du Yunfeng's face.

"You fucking know how to come back!" They said almost in unison.

Zhou Lan didn't stop, pushing Du Yunfeng's collar, kicking and kicking, Du Yunfeng was just parrying at first, but he was really hurt by the beating, and he fought back with a bad breath in his heart. He shot hard, and kicked Zhou Lan's stomach .

Zhou Lan almost flew out and rolled into the ruins.

It really hurt from kicking, he curled up in the rubble, bowed his waist and couldn't stand up.

"For the sake of an outsider, you don't even want me as a brother, and you have the nerve to ask me why I don't come back?" Du Yunfeng frowned, and chased after him to make another kick, Zhou Lan curled up even more.

Leaning over and picking up Zhou Lan's collar, he raised his palm full of hostility.

I really want to kill this shameless person.

This one eats inside and out.

This ungrateful.

Before the hand fell down, Zhou Lan suddenly raised his head, his teeth were stained red with blood, only his eyes were black and white, and he shot at him viciously. He only felt a pain in his knee, and Zhou Lan attacked him.

Back then, Zhou Lan and Jin Xiaoman learned simple and practical skills. Although they were not fatal, they could cleverly put others down.

Du Yunfeng was unprepared, staggered and failed to stand still, and fell to the ground. Zhou Lan took advantage of the opportunity to ride on his chest, and greeted the person under him with his fist.

"I don't want you?" Zhou Lan was almost howling, "You took your brother to kill me, I gave you everything, you want to kill me for an outsider, you unfamiliar dog! I hate You are dead, I can't wait for you to die!"

"I told you that I don't remember, I told you!" Du Yunfeng put his arms around his head to avoid the opponent's crazy fist, "Stop fucking nonsense, you found a new man yourself, you wish I could die."

"You shot at me in the security group!" Zhou Lan was trembling with anger, "Your guards shot at my car, you clearly knew I was inside, you clearly knew!"

"Cuckold me, how the hell can I spare you? I'll kill that wild man of yours sooner or later." While resisting, Du Yunfeng slapped Zhou Lan with his hand.

It really doesn't make sense, I'm so mad, Du Yunfeng thought.

Zhou Lan was so angry that he lifted up a long piece of blue brick and raised it high. He was so distraught that he wanted to die together.

The troops brought by Du Yunfeng had already subdued Zhou Lan's guards. Seeing that Zhou Lan raised the stone high, it was a terrible way to smash it, and his own seat was hung, and half of his face was bloody.

The squad immediately raised their guns.More than a dozen guns aimed at Zhou Lan's head, which could smash him into a sieve in an instant.

Zhou Lan raised it high and stared at Du Yunfeng.

Du Yunfeng looked over the blocking arm, and stared at him firmly.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Du Yunfeng lowered his arms, did not take his eyes off Zhou Lan, but shouted to his soldiers: "What are you doing? Put down your guns."

The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, but carried out the order anyway.

"Smash me," Du Yunfeng said in a word, "Smash, if you smash me to death, I will watch how you smash me to death! If you don't smash me to death today, I will kill your girlfriend .”

I'm so angry, I won't be a brother anymore, come and kill me, I won't move, let you kill me to your heart's content.

The stone was hanging high in the air, Zhou Lan's eyes were dark and cold, Du Yunfeng had seen countless people, he was sure, in those beautiful eyes, there was a moment of murderous intent.

"There seems to be someone below!" Suddenly, a soldier standing on the ruins said.

Zhou Lan's expression froze, and the stone dropped his hand.

If Du Yunfeng hadn't dodged quickly, the stone would have hit him on the forehead.

"Where is it? Where is it?" Zhou Lan left him and went straight to the ruins. He shouted, "Mother, mother, is that you? I'm Xiaolong, where are you?"

Du Yunfeng shivered, godmother?

He led the team to fight fiercely at the Tianhou Palace for a day, and got the order from Shangfeng to retreat towards Cangzhou. He handed over the team to Song Shudong to lead the team. When he was ready to set off, he thought about going to the old house again, although there was no one there. People lived there, but that was his former home after all.

The last time Zhou Lan took him back to his hometown, he walked through it like a dream, and before the dream was finished, he and Zhou Lan fisted each other.

He was ashamed to go back to the concession to see his godmother, but since he was a member of the Zhou family, he should kowtow to Lie Zong before leaving.

Who knows, I met Zhou Lan.

He actually yelled at his mother at the top of the ruins.

Is it?

Du Yunfeng didn't dare to think too much, and immediately rushed over to dig it up, "Where is the noise? Where is it?"

Zhou Lan slapped him with his hand: "Don't make noise!"

Without even thinking about fighting back, Du Yunfeng quickly held his breath, everyone froze, and indeed a faint voice came from among the ruins.

"Dig, dig for me, what are you waiting for!" Du Yunfeng shouted.

The boys swarmed up and dug down with all their strength. The collapsed wall was pushed to the other side with all their strength. The beams across the house were opened, and the two groups became one.

Not long after, Zhou Lan saw the wood under the bricks.

"Mom," he yelled loudly, crawling vigorously into the messy construction waste, the wooden tiles and stone bricks on top of his head rustled down.

Du Yunfeng pulled him away, "Go away!"

Then he ducked in by himself, and the falling stone hit his head, neck, back and back. He protected his head and barely caught the piece of cloth.

He pulled it hard, but he couldn't pull it. He could only arch the big wooden board in front of him with the back of his shoulders.

It was the altar of the ancestral temple, a hundred-year-old mahogany, dead and heavy.

As soon as the altar was moved, the surrounding earth and rocks collapsed, almost burying him.

But even if it is buried, he can't give up, the godmother is behind.

Zhou Lan also leaned in, faced him face to face, and looked at him nervously.

Du Yunfeng looked at him, his eyes met, he knew the current situation, and he didn't use words to communicate, he knew what decision to make.

Du Yunfeng was carrying the big wooden table on his shoulders and back, and when he gritted his teeth hard, the table moved, and the earth and rocks fell, Zhou Lan pounced on it, pressed the edge of the table with both hands and lifted it up.

With Du Yunfeng in the middle, he seemed to hug him.

The altar turned aside with a hill of ruins.

Behind,

The third aunt really "sat" behind.

It is not very accurate to say that she is sitting. The third aunt should be kneeling. Maybe she was kowtowing reverently when the bomb flew down.

She seemed to be "sitting" behind a beam, but in fact her entire waist was broken, and she was almost twisted into a tall figure. Her body could only be barely connected, but everyone could see that she was twisted and her internal organs were shattered.

Zhou Lan knelt on the ground with a plop.

Du Yunfeng threw away the table, turned around and saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned, and then he also knelt down in panic, "Mother?" he said tremblingly.

The godmother's gray hair fell down, and she was tightly stuck below the waist, unable to fall down, and the blood on the clothes on her chest was all stained red, but she was not dead yet, and her breath was lingering like a gossamer. .

Fingers through the mother's hair, Zhou Lan cried, he touched the blood on the mother's chin, sobbing, speechless.

He has seen all kinds of ways to die, and he knows that his mother will not survive.

Big tears fell into the ruins, and he panted heavily, before finally uttering a sentence: "Mother, my son is not filial, he is late, so my son will take you home."

As he spoke, he went to move the huge beam.

The beam was too heavy, and he and Du Yunfeng exhausted all their strength to loosen it slightly.

I only heard the old lady yell "ah".

A large stream of blood flowed out from under the beam.

"Don't move," Du Yunfeng immediately lowered the beam and blocked Zhou Lan, "The godmother can't stand it anymore."

Zhou Lan was trembling in pain, as if the beam was pressing on him. He knelt on the ground, clutching Third Auntie's hand tightly: "Mother, does it hurt? My son is useless."

Third Yiniang was already on the verge of death, her eyes were slow, but her mind was clear, she moved her fingers slightly, intending to close them, but unfortunately she couldn't hold them tightly.

"Xiaolong..." she said vaguely, she spoke with the greatest strength, and the blood froth flowed down the corner of her mouth, "My son, mother doesn't hurt, don't cry."

Zhou Lan closed her eyes in pain, and could only tightly hold his mother's hand.

"Mother's time is running out. Mother has to tell you the truth before she leaves. I can't let you stay ignorant for the rest of your life." Third aunt tried to smile, but she didn't have enough strength. "You are not my own, and you have suffered a lot over the years." Gossip, you never ask mother, mother knows you are suffering, you also have a reason, your parents are..."

"Mother, don't say it, don't say it." Zhou Lan interrupted her, "I only have you as my mother. I don't have others, and I don't want others."

Relief flashed in San Yiniang's eyes, but she insisted on saying, "Your father's name is Masaharu Imanobu, and he is Japanese. I knew it when I took you away. There are so many people screaming and beating, and that couple will not survive." I think you are pitiful, so I will raise you."

Du Yunfeng's eyes widened, the name was so familiar, before he could think about it, the godmother looked at him, there was a gurgling sound in her throat, and blood froth welled up.

"Mother," he quickly knelt a step closer, "the son is here."

Seeing her staring at his hand, Du Yunfeng followed suit and stretched out his hand. It turned out that the godmother wanted to hold his hand.

Third Yiniang's chest was ringing like a windmill, her eyes were wide open, red and bloodshot, she seemed to be exerting strength.

The two of them didn't know why, and asked tremblingly, "Mother?"

The godmother slowly held their hands and put them in one place.

Du Yunfeng understood first, and grabbed Zhou Lan's hand. Two fingers were missing in that hand, and it was only a small amount of tightness. He also held the godmother's hand together.

"Damn, is that what you mean?"

Third Aunt nodded.

Zhou Lan didn't struggle.

"You..." Third Aunt's voice became weaker and weaker, "You are all my sons, don't fight anymore."

Zhou Lan: "Mom?"

This time, the third aunt said to Du Yunfeng: "Yunfeng, Xiaolong is too cruel, he did something wrong, you have to forgive him."

Zhou Lan: "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Du Yunfeng nodded without hesitation. What's the problem?As long as Zhou Lan can leave the wild man, he will forgive him anything, and he has no overnight feud with him.

"Godmother, I promise you, I forgive him."

"Don't go back on your word!" San Yiniang used a lot of strength with her aging fingers, as if he would definitely go back on his word.

"I will never go back on my word!" Du Yunfeng said.

He thought, just now when he and Zhou Lan were fighting outside, the godmother must have heard it. The godmother loves Mu An, and she doesn't trust him, so he said, "Godmother, as long as I live, I will protect Mu An. The two will be brothers at any time, only he can kill me, not me, I can do it."

"Xiaolong," Third Aunt turned to look at her son, "Did you hear that?"

Zhou Lan looked at Third Aunt, and there was more meaning in his eyes. Du Yunfeng couldn't hear it, but he heard other meanings.

Why must Yunfeng forgive him?

Which thing to forgive?

Is that the thing?

"I heard it." Zhou Lan nodded, and turned to look at Du Yunfeng, who was also looking at him with soft eyes.

Zhou Lan knew that they were not thinking about the same thing at the moment.

"Xiaolong, cough...cough..." Third Auntie coughed violently, blood spurting out of her mouth, even her nostrils, "Dare to bear the mistakes you have done, Yunfeng forgives you, don't bully me again He, you...you..."

San Yiniang vomited blood violently, couldn't speak, and turned to stare at Du Yunfeng, all her strength was contained in her eyes.

"I promise, I promise, godmother, I promise you, I will protect him for the rest of my life."

San Yiniang's eyes lit up, and she exhausted her last breath of strength to raise her palm and caress Du Yunfeng's face. She seemed to be smiling, and her palm slid down, finally completing each satisfying caress.

"Godmother!" He grabbed the hand and shouted loudly.

Zhou Lan didn't say a word, just knelt up straight, recovered after a while, bent over and kowtowed loudly.

Du Yunfeng took a step back, knelt down and kowtowed to the old lady.

Their kowtows hit the stones with a bang.

"Mother!"

"Godmother, you go all the way!"

Helping Zhou Lan up, Du Yunfeng said, mother can't be allowed to go like this, Zhou Lan nodded blankly, and went to hug the beam with him, just like when they were young, the elder brother took the younger brother to do this and that together.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out outside.

Du Yunfeng reacted the fastest, leaning over to the edge of the ruins, "What's going on?"

The little soldier had already started to fight back, shouting: "Brother Zuo, it's the Japanese devils, they rushed into the yard."

"Hold me up!"

Du Yunfeng turned his head and saw that Zhou Lan was still moving the beam unmoved, as if he couldn't hear the gunshots at all.

That does not work.

Du Yunfeng only brought out one squad, plus Zhou Lan's two guards. They were alone. This place had already been occupied by the Japanese devils.

A division commander and a brigade commander, the Japanese devils really took advantage of it.

He went back and pulled Zhou Lan: "Go, go now, it's too late."

"I want to take my mother home!"

Zhou Lan shook off his arm, desperate to die.

Du Yunfeng hugged him by the waist and dragged him out, but Zhou Lan had the strength to let go of his hand stiffly.

Without hesitation at all, Du Yunfeng slammed his hands on the back of his head, then lifted him onto his shoulders, and got out of the ruins.

The Japanese devils have already appeared, and there are a lot of them, and with the fierce exchange of gunfire, more devils will be attracted.

Du Yunfeng took out the gun from his waist, pulled the fuse, paused for a second, and threw it into the ruins with his hands.

"boom"

With an earth-shattering sound, the ruins completely collapsed.

The soldiers threw out grenades, and a large, gorgeous flower exploded in the night. After blooming, the night came again.

During the turbulence, Zhou Lan seemed to open his eyes, glanced at his home for the last time, and then fainted completely.

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