I want to be a good person

Back in the house, the kettle was bubbling with the lid on. Three eggs were beaten with a little salt and a pair of old ebony chopsticks in a blue and white porcelain bowl. Hot water was poured in and a few drops of sesame oil were added.

There are obviously two chopsticks, so why are they called a pair?

Tai Chi and Yin Yang.

If you don't understand, just blame others. Philosophy is everywhere in Chinese daily life, and our ancestors have done a good job in summarizing it.

After filling my stomach with two sesame cakes, my stomach is still a little small. My body's strength lies in the gaps between my bones.

I remember that in my previous life I was bragging about that spring breeze, but I didn't know that it was the great man's foresight and insight that enabled him to see far and see through the difficult circumstances. The 43 Plan consolidated the country's foundation. Without the international status gained through military efforts and the long-term accumulation of various technologies, there would be no subsequent development.

Well, it’s a bit like the introduction of crops such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn in the late Ming Dynasty, which eventually became cheap for the Qing Dynasty.

With enough food and clothing and an open mind, all the evil spirits have jumped out, service has become a derogatory term, and the struggle has been forgotten before the reckoning has even begun.

Fill the kettle and get the horses ready.

He looked around through the telescope, confirmed that there was no one there, and folded up the cabin.

He wore a sable hat and a cotton robe, a hand warmer around his neck, and Mongolian boots stuffed with Ula grass. He was very warm.

Have the Japanese motorcycles come out?

Black Iron 95.

Those that burn oil can run faster and last longer than those that drink water and eat grass.

The Ford Model Y, whose license plates have long been removed, is a torture to drive on today's roads, unless you go to the city.

The sky is blue, white clouds are floating, and the air is fresh, but bad things always happen to ruin your mood.

People don't cause trouble, but trouble finds people.

Zhang Aiguo was about to make a detour, but hadn't pulled the reins yet.

"Snapped"

There was a gunshot.

The other party saw Zhang Aiguo's actions and shot directly.

"stop."

"If you keep going, you'll be shot when you're old."

Oh my god, there is even a warning, so awesome.

I silently praised him in my heart, saying that he is a law-abiding person.

"What are you doing?"

"Boss, let's go to Fengtian!"

"Fuck you, I asked you what you do, not where you're going. Why are you rushing to answer?"

"My father opened a restaurant."

"Restaurant? What are you going there for?"

Damn it, you’re a stupid son of a landlord.

A group of puppet Manchukuo troops and a group of Japanese devils mixed in among them. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell them apart at all. Their uniforms are almost the same.

Asked a group of yellow downy chicks, how to distinguish between male and female?

The answer is I don't know.

"Identification?"

"Oh"

Zhang Aiguo took out a book of ID cards. Which one should he use?

Only a pass for entry.

The other party took it and turned over the document.

The photos match.

"Why are you from outside the country?"

"Go to my father and learn the craft."

"Learn a craft?"

"Hands out!"

"What are you doing?"

"Just stretch it out when I tell you to. Why are you wasting so much time talking?"

"Open your mouth."

Three fingerprints were randomly matched.

Handed back the documents.

"Let's go!"

"Thank you, Boss."

Zhang Aiguo stood on the side of the road with his head down, waiting for the other party to line up and pass by.

There was a man tied up in the middle, walking with a limp, without a hat on his head, and covered in dust. He must have been beaten a lot, with a swollen face and nose.

It was about to pass.

There was a lot of chatter and laughter in the team.

"stop."

The person who asked the question just now came over again.

"Hand out!"

"Haven't you seen it?"

The other person touched the base of my thumb and it was hard.

"Clap."

The buckle of the holster was opened and the right hand reached in.

"Tell me the truth, what do you do?"

Zhang Aiguo knew that the other party was suspicious and unsure, so the effect of the medicinal bath could be rated five stars.

"I occasionally practice martial arts to protect my lower body, and I have calluses on my hands."

"He's still a trained man."

"No, you have gun cocoons."

The other party's surprise seemed to be a sign of good preparation. In an age when even eating and drinking are problems, who would care about their teeth?

A sudden change of thinking, if you answer wrong, is a deep pit.

"Boss, please understand. I have one at home, but I have never touched a gun before."

Guns were widely available in the Republic of China, especially after several wars among warlords. There were many guns circulating among the people. If a family with some money told others that they did not have any guns at home, no one would believe it.

Lies are made up of nine falsehoods and one true, nine truenesses and one falsehood, a mixture of true and false, so that they will not be detected. Plus, everyone has a natural brain-filling system, which is perfect.

"No wonder Taijun always asks me to look at my hands and teeth."

"You are a suspect, come back with us."

"Boss, please have mercy on me. I still need to go find my father."

Seeing the pile of white money in Zhang Aiguo's hand, he was thinking about how big a request he should make.

"No, I have money! Why would I go riding a horse and suffer when I could take the train?"

The joy of capturing a living rebel lowered its guard, and coupled with Zhang Aiguo's attire, it took a cursory look and did not think too much about it.

I suddenly realized it, but it was a little late.

"boom"

The twenty-shot box cannon proudly injected a bit of heat into the opponent, and it was as if the third eye had been opened between the eyebrows. Unfortunately, the eyes had turned red due to overuse.

Zhang Aiguo divided his Mauser pistols into two categories, one was a ten-shot box gun for precision shooting, and the other was a 20-shot box gun, including the Spanish Atlas M903 and the latest Mauser M1932, for rapid shooting. Both of them were equipped with stocks and fired from the shoulder.

After the first shot was fired, Zhang Aiguo began shooting in a kneeling position, allowing the other party to experience the bitter experience of excessive joy.

"bang bang bang bang"

The close-range submachine gun lives up to its reputation, the buttstock effectively reduces the recoil, and as the muzzle keeps jumping, the fiery bullets pounce on it, covering the head with all kinds of attacks, indiscriminately, with the main purpose of universal love.

To love you, I must enter your body, bringing you warmth and surging love, making your blood surge.

"quack"

The sound of an empty warehouse hanging up was heard.

Zhang Aiguo immediately took it off and replaced it with a new magazine.

"Click"

The bolt loaded automatically.

When there are many people, you have to use a box gun, and when there are few people, you can use a turtle box. The main concern is that the needle will break or the shell will get stuck at the critical moment.

The quality of the Wangba Box declined in the later period due to the supply of materials, which reduced its reliability. After being captured by the Chinese, few people used it. The main reason was that the ammunition was not universal. There were very few rifle bullets, let alone pistol bullets, which could not be reloaded.

Zhang Aiguo had read the works of an old revolutionary predecessor, and he approved of this gun in the book.

He leaned forward quickly, with two boxes in his hands, and shot the corpses one by one.

Due to the weight of the box gun, Zhang Aiguo had never used two at the same time, and he never had the chance to try the so-called flat-end and oblique-angle shooting.

I heard the sound of Zhang Aiguo firing another shot.

"Brother, be careful, save me."

"Huh"

In close-range shooting, the box gun's penetrating power can hit two enemies in a row. Zhang Aiguo was a little surprised that the opponent could survive.

"How did you survive?"

"As soon as I heard the gunshot, I lay down quickly."

"Wow, you're quick to react."

"When the gunshots sounded, we lay down. It became second nature."

"Humph"