Old Movies of the Republic of China II

"What kind of a man!" The middle-aged man spat on the ground, and said disdainfully, "I'm afraid that little Japan will be like that! If it's me, not only bomb his embassy, ​​but even bomb his barracks!"

The lively small restaurant was quiet for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Old Gao, you can only talk about it here, if you have the guts to go to the front of the Japanese military camp and talk about it? Are you just a man in the den?" Throw peanuts in your mouth.He looked quite old, with faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but the skin on his face was fair and tight, not like an ordinary man.

A person next to him echoed: "Second Master is right, Lao Gao, don't play prestige here, if you really don't like it, it's better to urinate at the gate of their barracks than this!"

Lao Gao's face was flushed red because of drunkenness and embarrassment. He squinted and muttered, "Second Master, we know that your son is an officer under Zhang Zheng, but you have to be reasonable! 70 oceans! It's not that there are people who can't eat enough in Fengtian City."

As soon as "70 oceans" came out, the expressions of all the people present became sour.

The vast majority of Northeast people, especially Fengtian people, obey Zhang Yishan, not only because of how many guns and soldiers he has under his command, but also because of his national integrity.Does Fengtian have Lao Maozi or Japanese?have!But no matter who it is, they dare not play wild in Fengtian.Why?Because they have a handsome Zhang.

But what about now?

Liu Rujie is so rich, why don't the Japanese just kill him?Zhang Yishan bombed the Japanese embassy for him, so he had to lose money in the end?If the rich businessmen are like this, if they are ordinary people like them, I don't know what it will be like.

"Second Lord" brushed the hem of the satin gown, sighed and said, "If we really fight, what can we do?"

Lao Gao scratched his neck and said, "I don't believe that there are so many old men in the Northeast and we can't win? There are only [-] to [-] little devils, go out and count the ball!"

The people who eat in this small restaurant are all the men from the neighborhood, most of whom are not educated and can't read a few big characters. Only the second master studied with the old scholar in the Qing Dynasty.He lowered his eyes and listened to their impassioned discussions, wishing that a few Japanese were standing in front of him to prove his courage.

"Dad, I'm back!"

A clear voice made the small restaurant quiet again, and Lao Gao, who was the loudest, scratched his neck, "Hey, Xiao Lang, didn't you just come back a few days ago? Why are you back today?!"

Xu Lang grinned: "It's cold, and my father's old problem of leg pain has happened again. I'm worried, and I asked for leave with the officer to come back."

Everyone started to praise him for his filial piety again.

The second master slowly filled his mouth with a chopstick of potato shreds, and scoffed, "It's a big deal."

"Second Master, the child came back only because of his filial piety, why do you say that!"

Someone asked: "Xiao Lang, aren't you in Zhang Shaoshuai's guard brigade? Tell us, what happened to the bombing of the Japanese embassy last time? Why did you stop fighting suddenly?"

"Yes, Xiao Lang, tell me quickly."

Xu Lang took off his military cap and sat down opposite his father. These people were all uncles who had watched him grow up, and the questions they asked were not too sensitive, so they had nothing to say.

The second master didn't even lift his eyelids, and said in a low voice: "Speak carefully."

"do not worry."

Xu Lang took a sip of tea and said, "What's the point of fighting? You can't even sleep well! It's not that we can't beat them, but we don't want to. I've heard people say that the Japanese in Guannei are rampant and killed people." You don’t have to pay for your life.”

"Hey, I've heard of it too."

"That's the case, my relatives from my hometown in Guanli have come to join me."

"This is not the same thing! This is outside the pass, not inside the pass. If Zhang Yishan lets us live like that, who will obey him?"

Xu Lang devoured the vegetables, and the second master waved his hand and ordered two meat dishes to be served to him. He had a bland taste and didn't eat meat, but Xu Lang didn't like any meat.

He smiled at his father in his busy schedule, took a sip of tea and washed the food down, and then said: "We are living a good life, anyway, I think it is very good. Boss Liu is a man with backbone, and the handsome He didn’t let him die in vain, who else has the guts to bombard his embassy except the Marshal? Besides our Fengtian, where else have you heard of Japanese people suffering such a big loss from the Chinese?”

Lao Gao pulled the stool over and said, "Xiao Lang, it wasn't your Uncle Gao who said that, I think we are at a disadvantage. 70 oceans! Do something wrong, you have to feed those dogs."

Apparently, "70 Ocean" has greatly stimulated the nerves of these men in their 30s.Since Zhang Yishan ruled the Northeast, these low-level people have not paid much tax, and their life is much better than in the previous Qing Dynasty, but paying less does not mean that they don't care about where the government's money is spent.

Building a school, especially a university, is a good thing, and they all support it, but paying 70 yuan to the Japanese is like cutting meat from them and feeding it to the dogs.

The old shopkeeper who had been dozing off behind the counter took two puffs of cigarettes and said, "What's wrong with you, you can't pay a few oceans of taxes a year. The money came from the hands of the handsome man. I don't feel bad about it. Why are you so distressed? Your mother has caught up with the good time, and I have never seen what it is like to fight. In such a day, you only need to live for two days and cry for your mother."

Old Gao closed his mouth.

The old shopkeeper came from the east of the Guandong. Both his wife and daughter died on the way, and now he only lives with a demented son.

Xu Lang ate while talking with his uncles, and when they finally heard enough and were satisfied, he finished eating too.

The second master adjusted his cuffs slowly and went home with his son.

Xu Lang smiled and said, "Father, I got fifty oceans, so I'll buy you a wolf fur mattress. Originally, I wanted to buy it myself and bring it back as a surprise for you, but I was afraid that I couldn't pick a good one because of my bad eyesight." of."

The second master raised his eyebrows, "Where did you get the fifty oceans?"

When did his silly son learn to make money by himself?

Xu Lang scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "I did something for the brigade commander, he gave it."

Their brigade commander is naturally Zhang Zheng.

The second master calmly asked, "What's the matter?"

"Father, I really can't say this. I'm going to be dealt with by the military law." Xu Lang said: "Don't ask, let's go to the fur shop in the afternoon, and you can pick a wolf fur. I will work hard and earn more money. When the time comes I’ll buy you a tiger skin. Our brigade commander has one, but it’s warm, and if you put it on your legs, no matter how cold it is, your legs won’t hurt.”

The second master walked home slowly with his hands behind his back. Xu Lang was tall and had long legs, and he followed him carefully, like a loyal little wolf dog.

The little wolf dog suddenly smiled a little shyly: "I heard others say that the tiger skin belongs to the brigade commander...my lover, it was given to him."

Second Master didn't speak.

Xu Lang said: "Father, you know that his name is Qinghe. But the commander-in-chief recognized him as his godson, and then they became brothers. Oh, he also changed his name to Zhang Ziran. Father, I think it's strange, we The brigade commander actually likes men. I heard the voice of that man, and once I went back to the martial arts hall, he called, and we secretly used another phone to listen—”

In a few words, their home arrived.

Xu Lang took the key from his father and opened the door, and the wooden door creaked open.

To be honest, Xu Lang used to wonder why his father lived in such a place that was so incompatible with him.Most of the people around here are ordinary people, relying on their strength to eat, and he has never seen his father do any work, he has never even washed his clothes - all washed by Xu Lang - but for some reason he has not seen him Lack of money to spend.

The beds, cabinets, and household items in their house look inconspicuous, but they are actually extremely durable. As for the things in his father's room, they are even more precious. Every time Xu Lang goes to clean them, he is careful not to break them. What was kicked out by the father.

It was not his father's blood that flowed on his body, which made Xu Lang very sad.

But then he figured it out.

My father must be a down and out son, his family was in trouble, his parents passed away, leaving him alone, the days got worse and worse, so he had to sell the original house and move to this small yard, and he was too rich and refused to deal with life , as long as he is not at home and no one is cooking, he must eat out.

Xu Lang made up his mind a long time ago to make more money for his father to spend.

The second master sat lazily on the kang. He was afraid of the cold, so the kang was burned at home just after winter.He thought it was troublesome, so he bought a lot of charcoal and put it at home. He just went out to eat, and the kang was still warm.

Xu Lang filled new charcoal under the stove and said, "His voice is really nice, soft and soft, not too greasy, better than a big girl's voice."

He didn't say "but not as nice as you".

Xu Lang thought for a while, and then said: "I didn't hear our brigade commander say that, Dad, you don't know, he was very ruthless during training in the barracks, not only we were afraid of him, but even the regimental commanders were afraid of him." He, as long as he lowers his face, no one dares to make a sound. But when he talks to that person, he seems to be a different person. His voice is not cold anymore. "

The firelight under the stove was reflected on Xu Lang's face, and across the wall, he vaguely heard his father humming.

This light sound gave Xu Lang great encouragement.

"Father, tell me, can these two men really last long?"

Xu Lang washed his hands and went to make tea for his father.

The second master hid his hands under the quilt and refused to stretch them out. Xu Lang went to warm his hands without taking a rest. No matter how bad the health is, it won't be cold if you hold it in your hand in winter, but it's comfortable.

At that time, Xu Lang was drilled by Zhang Zheng like a beggar. He took all the money on his body and reluctantly bought this hand warmer. When he took it home, his father just put it aside indifferently. When it was cold, he wished he could hold it all the time.

The second master glanced at him: "Why, you also like a man?"

Xu Lang said in surprise, "Father, what are you talking about?"

Xu Lang was somewhat embarrassed.Not because of the "man", but because of discussing "love" with my father itself.

In Xu Lang's eyes, his father had nothing to do with these mundane things, he was like... like the moon in the sky, looking down on mediocre people like them coldly.

Seeing that he really didn't think about it, the second master looked better, and said: "You are still young, don't worry about this kind of thing. Without my permission, you can't associate with anyone, no matter if it's a man or a woman, do you hear me?" ?”

Xu Lang obediently responded.

He didn't ask why I'm still young at 23 years old, or why I need your permission to interact with people, he just obeyed every order of his father naturally.

Satisfied, Second Master sipped just the right amount of tea.

Seeing the young man in military uniform busily serving him, both physically and mentally, the second master was very satisfied.The stupid son he trained, he hasn't enjoyed enough yet, so why should he take advantage of others?