Anecdote of the Northeast

Since my life was guaranteed, my whole life became brighter.In the past, my classmates asked me to go out to play, and I rarely went out. Now, anyway, I don’t have time, so it doesn’t matter if I go out to have a look.

With this in mind, I went to the high school reunion and met my classmates, my head teacher, and my deskmate.

Everyone is having a good life, anyway, they all say that they are doing well, but my little supernatural power has been upgraded again, I can see that some people really have a good life, smooth sailing, and some people Well, even if you slap a swollen face to make yourself fat, I won't expose it, anyway, it doesn't hinder other people's business.

After the new year, I feel that I am just like a cheater. Everything I do is smooth sailing, and everything I do is twice the result with half the effort, just like being beaten.

Taking advantage of this momentum, I went back to school early and started to create the family portrait of my comrades-in-arms that my grandfather asked me to draw.

I brought back all these photos, but you probably have seen the photos from the 30s, the kind where several people took pictures together, developed them and saved them, and they are not very big, just a little bigger than two-inch photos.It would be great if you can tell the number, and who is who, what are you kidding, especially this photo has been preserved for more than half a century, and it is old enough to be your grandfather.

There is no way, I can only invite Zhao Dagang and a few of his old comrades in private to come and help me point out the people in this photo, who are so and so, some of them are really hard to see clearly, so I will trouble a few people to show them Illusion, the illusion of the appearance of former comrades-in-arms.

The few people who did this were very happy. While helping me identify people, they dug out all the things that their comrades around them had done.

He went out to go to the toilet in the winter, and fell down without seeing it clearly, and ended up crushing a rabbit to death, and just ate a meal of broth; whoever threw the grenade accurately, just blew up a small captain; Three people went out to patrol, but one night I couldn't see them, and I was a little afraid of ghosts, and they always dragged back with another person at night, etc.

Although they are all admirable anti-Japanese fighters, but this daily life is quite loving.

Of course, they will not tell me those tragic, sad, and desolate stories. In their opinion, it has nothing to do with me. As long as the people in the painting are happy, the rest of the emotions will be fine. , need not appear in the picture.

I understand the truth, but I always feel separated from them.

There are 21 people in total, and there are actually other fighters, but at the beginning, there were 21 people with my grandfather and the others.

Listening to so many stories they told, I found that what they remember most is actually a sexual encounter.

It was an early winter, and they helped a village drive away a small group of little devils, and then the villagers in that village gave them half a pig of pork, and they carried it back and made a very delicious meal of stewed pork with sauerkraut.

At that time, it was their platoon that had just been established, and they came out to fight alone, all the people were there, and at the same time, they hadn't had a full meal for half a month.That meal of pork was simply delicious.

I know that this picture of 21 people eating stewed pork feels too rustic, but those people have never told me any heroic deeds during the Anti-Japanese War, so I can’t make up one!

On the contrary, Zhao Dagang and the others knew that I was very happy to draw that stewed pork with sauerkraut. They all recalled who was sitting next to them at that time, what they did, choked on food, and got angry when they didn’t get the meat. He snatched two pieces of meat and hugged the bowl, ran to the side to eat alone, and there was a hole in the bowl, and then went to work with confidence, and then no one paid attention to him when he wanted to drink soup.

Since none of them had any objections, I started to draw the draft. As for the color, I tried to develop it as brightly and joyfully as possible. After all, this is a happy post-war meal after a victory. , and there are several obvious trophies.

Although there is a studio in my house, but the place is not big, and I am also researching to find a new place, so this painting place has become the exclusive studio of the old man. Deng Guoping often goes there recently, that is Yu Ze , I often don't see people, but that's not bad, after all, I really don't get along with him.

However, it has been a long time and my heart is still beating. This kid is supposed to be only a senior. Why don't people come to the studio anymore? The old man is back now.

On this day, the weather was fine and breezy. On a sunny morning in April, I ate a soy milk fritters outside the school, and then went into the studio with a hamburger. Now I will be hungry before noon. Take this to pad your stomach.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Deng Guoping, who was seriously embellishing his work.

My eldest brother, Deng Guoping, is currently painting a seascape, and it is said that he wants to participate in a special exhibition, so I can see him in the studio no matter what time of day it is.

"Morning, big brother, have you eaten yet?"

Deng Guoping raised his head, glanced at me, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Morning, junior brother, did you come to the studio with breakfast?"

"No, this is..." I was about to explain, this is my snack.

In the end, Deng Guoping suddenly ran over and snatched my hamburger from me, "Thank you, little brother, remember to bring me something to eat, and I will protect you from now on."

I looked at the half-bitten hamburger with nostalgia, with grief and indignation.

Back then, the senior brothers I knew were not like this!

"Then what, I will treat you to dinner when I become famous, Senior Brother. You can choose the place." Deng Guoping saw that my face was a little gloomy, and he wrote an indefinite empty promise while eating.

What is your level of success and fame? You are well-known in the whole province, and you can still hold an international art exhibition!

Forget it, I gave him a contemptuous look, then went back to my place and continued to draw.

I had just packed up and was picking up my paintbrush when the door of the studio opened again, and it was Yu Ze who came in.

I'll go, I haven't seen this kid for almost half a year, why did this suddenly pop up again?

"Second Junior Brother, good morning, why don't you come to the studio today when you are free?"

"Well, I took an order."

After receiving an order, I will go to customize paintings, which can make a lot of money.

"Second Senior Brother, that's amazing. I haven't graduated yet, so I can take orders."

Under normal circumstances, this kind of custom-made oil painting is from the gallery. Unexpectedly, Yu Ze signed the gallery?

"Second Junior Brother, where have you been these days, the teacher has not seen you for so long, I am very concerned."

It's still my elder brother, who has a sense of responsibility. If it were me, I wouldn't care what you did.

"Ah, I have a studio."

Yu Ze replied lightly.

After Deng Guoping finished eating my hamburger, he looked up at Yu Ze, "Oh, that's good, if you don't come for a long time next time, it's better to say something, even just send me a text message."

"Ah."

I couldn't help laughing, this Yu Ze pissed Deng Guoping half dead, but he himself didn't seem to think there was any problem.

I was hungry at noon, so I went directly to the cafeteria to eat. Speaking of which, I haven’t been to the cafeteria for a long time. I used to eat instant noodles here to save money.

The cafeteria of our school, how should I put it, is neither high nor low. Although there are dark dishes, there are so many delicious dishes, so that people can't eat anything.

I bought a spare rib rice and planned to go back to painting after eating. The beds in the dormitory have already been retired, and it is not convenient to find a place to take a nap.

"Hey, did you see that when I came to school today, I saw the male god at the gate, ah, the male god is still so handsome, all the clothes on his body are custom-made, good-looking, rich, and tall Leng Fan, that's it."

"I waited at the bottom of Building No. [-] for an hour today, and I saw the male god, ah, I think he is more handsome than last year, what should I do!"

I'll go, who is this, an enemy of the people.

I thought about it slowly, the old man's studio is also in Building No. [-], and I also came out from there.

I looked at the clothes on me again, um, street stalls, then it shouldn't be me.

Custom clothes?This group of women is really powerful. In my opinion, the clothes fit very well, but they can tell at a glance what brand it is, when it was launched, and even these two are even more powerful. Customized.

Isn't it all clothes? The difference is so big!

In other words, if you want to talk about male gods, could it be my second senior brother who can't see the end of the dragon?

Really, do these girls have the values ​​of college students? Apart from being good-looking and having money, what else does that kid have? Can he go shopping with you, or give you warmth when you are sick?

I was making boring complaints while eating my pork ribs rice, when the two girls over there started chatting.

"Hey, tell me, what kind of girl does the male god like?"

"I don't know, alas, anyway, I don't like that Zou Lili from class three. If she dresses like that all day, then a bald man in his 50s and [-]s will like her. The male god has such taste, so he won't like her."

"That's right, by the way, Xiaoxue, are you going tonight?"

"Where to go?"

"Oh, it was organized by Wu Shengnan in that class. I went to the old campus building to play Bixian. I heard that the class next door played it a few days ago, and the questions were all right. It was very clever. You know the one in the class next door who looks very ordinary. Wen Xuanning, right? She is playing with Bixian, but Bixian brought her peach blossoms, and now she is with a senior boy from another school. Where's the bag?"

"Really? The Wen Xuanning you mentioned is the one who is a little fat and has freckles on her face? I thought she could count on a blind date for the rest of her life, but there is still someone willing to want her?"

"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes. Are you going tonight? I want to ask Bixian if I can have a romantic encounter with the male god."

"Bingbing, your request is too low. You just want to meet once and it's over. If you want me to say, you have to have a little close contact with the male god."

"Oh, you still think about it, Yoyo, it's better to have an intimate contact, then let's do it one by one?"

"Of course, who made us good girlfriends."

After I finished eating, I rubbed the goosebumps all over my body. I really can't stand this group of girls. It's fine if I like Yu Ze, but I can still queue up for that one. Are these girls out of their minds?

The most powerful thing is that these girls are still playing with Bixian, and they are not afraid of playing themselves to death.

Of course, if something really happened to these children and it was found on me, I would also be duty-bound.But if I don't find it on me, I won't get it.

Don't think I'm hypocritical. As the saying goes, "Teaching is not light, and medicine is not closed." This is a tradition left by our ancestors, and it is also a talk of experience.

Besides, even if I go to tell them that Bixian can't play now, they still have to talk to me.I don't know, I thought I was flirting with you.

The heavens can learn from each other, I really don't have any special thoughts about these two nympho girls.

Speaking of it, I prefer intellectual beauties, so let’s forget about such jittering, my old man has experienced a lot of things, and I am old and can’t afford to toss about.