I want to be a good person

"Da Li, I'll leave you some money for your future use."

"Don't worry, sir. I will recover as soon as possible."

"As for relatives, I think that's it. I'll give you the money. Be careful with what you eat and don't go out unless necessary."

"Besides, there should be food for sale in the village. I will leave tomorrow after I have settled everything."

"Sir, just buy some sorghum rice, beans, etc."

"That's impossible. Don't be afraid of spending money. You must take good care of your body. We are living here as sojourners. We can't eat too well. We have to live our lives behind closed doors. If there is any problem, ask your grandmother to come forward."

"I see"

"When you buy things, don't be too fussy. If you should let others get a discount, you should let them get a discount. This way you won't offend others."

"Dachun, you should go out less in the future. If there is nothing to do at home, just practice with your brother and learn self-defense."

"Got it sir."

"Benefactor, we will all follow your arrangements."

"That's right, it's just a few copper coins to save your life."

"You guys go and have a rest. I'll talk to Dali."

Dachun still wants to stay here and is reluctant to leave.

The old lady just pulled him away.

Niu Dali smiled embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, sir. Not many people care about Dachun. I'm working in the wasteland and my grandma is collecting waste. I can't take care of her."

"No need to say it, I know."

Children tend to become dependent on people who are good to them, especially those who have lost the love of their parents, and they are also prone to go astray.

"Dali, can you shoot?"

“I haven’t played it, but I’ve seen it.”

"Do you dare to shoot if something happens?"

"dare"

"People learn wisdom from suffering. You should be alert to this."

"Hey"

Zhang Aiguo took out a pistol, a spare magazine, and a dagger.

It was a free contribution from the Black Tiger Gang. The flower-mouthed revolver on Lao Diao's body would be given to Qiu Hongmei for use. Gun-branded revolvers were less safe, and there was also some money.

"It's for self-defense. No one can tell what will happen in two or three months. It's better to be prepared. Once the food is ready, I'm afraid someone will miss it."

"I understand, sir."

Zhang Aiguo carefully taught Niu Dali how to load the gun and how to change the magazine.

"Da Li, here are 10 dollars, some coppers, and some clothes. Give them to the girl and your grandmother. They can be altered when they grow up."

Niu Dali didn't say anything, he was so moved that he wanted to cry. But when he thought that his husband didn't want to see him cry, his eyes became watery.

"Get well. There will be a lot of things to do in the future."

The next morning, Zhang Aiguo accompanied the old lady to the village to buy a bag of gray flour, corn flour, and sorghum flour, as well as eggs stored by farmers, a few chickens, and a can of lard.

Prices in the countryside are cheaper than in the city, so I bought a lot of firewood.

Burning firewood in the countryside also requires money. Most landlords are not good people, so there is no choice but to buy it.

After finishing all the things, Zhang Aiguo left a bag of candies and gave the little girl a handful of candies, which made the little girl very excited. Sweets can make people happy, but also make people cry.

Seeing Zhang Aiguo walking further and further away, the little girl was reluctant to leave, so the old lady grabbed her and hurried back.

"Dad, why didn't this guy leave his donkey cart behind? I was thinking of borrowing it."

"You, I told you not to be greedy, otherwise something bad will happen. No one will say anything about you for making small fuss. You are taking advantage of others. How do you know what others are thinking?"

"Dad, the fourth child is just thinking about it."

"Oh, I knew you would go after Xiao Si. Okay, you should go to your aunt less often."

"How can that be possible? I have to let the child visit her aunt when she is free, otherwise it would be considered unfilial."

"You~!, don't think about other people's food"

"Dad, let me tell you, I bought some flour and eggs today. Look at your grandchildren, how thin they are. I think it's time for dinner, so we should go and help them. After all, we are a family."

"You go if you want to go. I can't afford to lose face."

"Dad, you said that."

"Oh, Dad, how did you get it? Where did the cornmeal come from? I did it on the first day, so I can't miss the fifteenth."

"you!"

It is so hard to live when you are poor and have low aspirations!

Tears fell from the old man's eyes, because she was his own sister.

Not far down the road, there was no one around. The green tents of corn on both sides of the road were taller than people's heads. When the wind blew, it felt like there was someone hiding inside.

He changed into his red horse and galloped along the village road towards the nearest Shahe Town railway station.

"Why hasn't the donkey cart arrived yet?"

"Yes"

"A horse just ran past, could it be the target?"

"No, who would be so stupid as to not want such a big donkey cart?"

"Brother, why didn't you stop the horse rider just now?"

"Snapped"

A slap on the back of the head.

"Your fucking head was kicked by a donkey, and that guy has a saber on his horse. What can we do with the weapons in our hands?"

"Too"

The man silently put down his own dung fork. This thing is not very harmful, but it is very insulting and the sequelae are difficult to treat.

Several people waited anxiously in the heat.

"Hurry, urry"

Zhang Aiguo was already prepared, ready to draw his sword at any time, waiting to chop melons and vegetables. No one else moved, and he was happy and at peace.

Zhang Aiguo, carrying a wicker box, got on the train in a second-class seat. Today he wanted to take a closer look at the grandeur of the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway.

As the train entered the tunnel, Zhang Aiguo watched the walls flash by. The whistling sound outside the window did not affect his sight at all. He seemed to see the thin Chinese people sweating profusely, embodying the national spirit of self-improvement.

There were no mechanical tools such as mountain excavators, ventilators and pumps. The longest Badaling Tunnel is 1091 meters long. It was all built by hard-working hands, hammering and chiseling. The recognized sadness and difficulty can be imagined. The Russian railways, the American railways, every sleeper is stained with the blood, sweat, and even the lives of the Chinese people.

The resilience of ordinary Chinese people is enough to drop heavy stones, and their spines cannot be bent. Only a few scums are kneeling down, yet they are showing off the straightness of their backs, claiming that they will never bend for a few pieces of silver.

Shangbao, Heyi Shenggangfang.

"Great"

"Sir, you are back."

"What's wrong?"

"Starting this month, Gangfang started to lose money"

“How come?”

"The old shopkeeper can't intervene. The accountant has complete control over everything. It is said that Officer Wang and his superiors appointed him to take over. There must have been some manipulation."

"Call the old shopkeeper over here."

"it is good"

Zhao Dayou hurriedly ran to the backyard to call the old shopkeeper.

The accountant sat at the counter, motionless.

Zhang Aiguo was secretly annoyed. I have always been the one taking advantage of others, and now he wants to take my share.

He had always been keeping Officer Wang in mind, ever since he saw the greedy look he showed towards Zhao Xinyu and Dayang in the yard. At first, he would not offend others unless they offended him.

Originally, I thought I could go north from Zhangjiakou to fight the Japanese, use my identity as a cover, and find a good customer for my rifle.

"Boss, you're looking for me"

"Well, tell me, what's going on?"

"Boss, I really can't do anything."

"Incompetent? That's easy. Just go. What are you doing here? Are you just trying to get a meal?"