I want to be a good person

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.

It’s a small village with bright pine trees and dark dense trees.

Zhang Aiguo suddenly turned his head.

There was a bright smile on his face and a cold look in his eyes.

"Put down what you have in your hand and stop messing with me. I'm very angry and the consequences will be serious."

The two boys were angrily throwing the stones in their hands to the ground.

Little brat.

Zhang Aiguo was afraid of accidentally killing them, including women, children, the elderly and the young, and he couldn't bear it.

"China, for the country, I'm back, go and have a rest."

Pushing open the gate, two or three men were seen smoking self-rolled cigarettes. They raised their heads and looked at the three people, without any surprise, as if it was a matter of course.

"Captain Wang, this man is not a good person."

Wang Zhonghua shouted loudly.

"Yes, very cunning, like a traitor."

Yan Weiguo followed suit.

"Yes, it's right to remain vigilant. Leave the rest to me. Go ahead."

"Yes."

"Wait a minute, I'll return the bird gun to you."

"Humph"

The young boys were dissatisfied and thought that Zhang Aiguo had ambushed them.

The man called Captain Wang watched the man walk away with a smile, then turned around and asked.

"Sir, what's your name? Where do you work?"

"I am not talented, so please forgive me for my surname Lu. The whole world is my home."

"Oh."

When he heard the phrase "everywhere is my home", the other party wanted to make a gesture and prepare to sign up.

"Don't worry, the Spring Festival is not open."

Zhang Aiguo quickly stopped the other party. To be able to survive like a fish in water behind enemy lines, one must have been through all kinds of things.

He is good at communicating with the lower classes, including peddlers, coolie drivers, and so on, like a fish in water.

"Alas, I haven't had a chance to play with it. I just learned it."

Captain Wang looked annoyed, and if you didn't know better you would think someone owed him money.

Zhang Aiguo knew that he was trying to get close to him, but his method and target were wrong. Now he was only interested in gold dollars and IOU receipts.

"I am a businessman and have a way to transport guns and ammunition from Shanghai."

"Really?"

Before he finished speaking, the three men immediately stood up. They were no longer as relaxed as before. Their eyes were bright and they looked more energetic.

"I wouldn't lie to you."

"That's fine, that's fine."

The three men rubbed their hands together, and one of them attentively handed over a cigarette he had rolled.

Zhang Aiguo just saw him licking the paper roll with saliva and felt a little disgusted.

Waved his hand.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and smoked it.

"呲"

Zhang Aiguo took a puff and patted the back of the other person's hand holding the match to express his gratitude.

The sudden surprise made the three people subconsciously ignore it. Hadn’t they already been searched?

"how much is it?"

"A 50-shot box gun with 80 rounds of ammunition costs 20 silver dollars, and a Hanyang-made box gun with 40 rounds of ammunition costs silver dollars."

"Not cheap at all!"

"Of course not. The Japanese have blocked the sea and the roads. We can't get in and it's hard to get a gun. My price is cheap because you are fighting the Japanese."

"To be honest, we don't have that much money. We can't use the spears, but the main force can, but the number is a problem."

Captain Wang took a deep puff of his cigarette.

"Can I write an IOU?"

A layer of red appeared on the dark face.

"can."

If you can still blush, you are a real man.

IOU, what a confusing account.

I think of a certain expert. He said let’s not talk about the content of the IOU first. Those are not the problems. He just hopes that it can be handed over as a cultural relic first, which is justified.

"Thank you, thank you for your support. Also, how many spears can you provide? In large quantities, our main force has money."

Tsk, the Eighth Master is already broke, where does he get the money? The Fourth Master is good at business and lives a good life.

Zhang Aiguo's expression and eyes betrayed his inner thoughts.

"Don't disbelieve me. We unite with all those we can unite with the goal of driving out the Japanese invaders and fighting for the working people. Just think about it, the landlords don't work, but their warehouses are full of grain; the wealthy don't work, but they eat a lot and are fat.

The workers and peasants shed blood and sweat, but they had no food to eat, no houses to live in, and no clothes to wear.

We are an organization that fights for the general public.

The evil old society, the three mountains that weigh on the people, and the constant foreign aggression, as long as we work together, we will be able to drive them away. "

Faced with the other party's eloquent talk, Zhang Aiguo admired him very much. From top to bottom, they all had the same thoughts and were people of faith.

Most of them came from good backgrounds and, to some extent, betrayed their original classes for their ideals and beliefs. It was because of their contributions that China stood up.

Life is short, so we should live it freely and make the most of our second chance.

Seven days later, a pile of money that had emptied the family's savings.

Four box pistols were placed on the table along with ammunition, along with a written IOU, no, a promissory note, signed and fingerprinted.

"Happy cooperation!"

Captain Wang happily wanted to shake hands.

Zhang Aiguo didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand and shook it.

There were a pile of big dollars, large and small ship dollars, as well as a few eagle dollars, dragon dollars, and Guangxu yuanbao.

"We have arranged for the traffic officer to report it. We will get the news back in a few days."

"it is good."

"Come on, to celebrate the successful transaction, we will kill a chicken today and treat Mr. Lu to some homemade sweet potato wine."

This treatment is a bit high.

I was very happy when I got the gun. There will be more hope if more people support the war of resistance.

Judging from Zhang Aiguo's behavior, he is not an ordinary person. He must have connections overseas and may even be an overseas Chinese.

According to records, during the entire War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, in addition to providing military supplies, overseas Chinese donated more than 13 billion yuan to China, subscribed to 11 billion yuan in national bonds, and received 95 billion yuan in remittances.

Of course, the national debt is not repaid.

Zhang Aiguo has read relevant reports. 31 years ago, one-third of the military expenditure came from remittances and donations from overseas Chinese.

According to statistics, there are more than four million Chinese and overseas Chinese, from wealthy businessmen to beggars and prostitutes, and the blood of Yan and Huang has always been closely connected.

Sending people to fight and investing money is even more of a problem.

Some people deserve to be remembered and cherished forever!

If there is another war, those Run people might have nothing better to do and just take a cup of coffee as a joke.

Cervantes said that history breeds truth, it can compete with time and preserve old stories.

It is a sign of the past, a warning for the present, and a lesson for future generations.

got windy.

Pull the door inward.

Autumn comes overnight.

The chill in the air became more pronounced.

The leaves turned yellow and fell.

The sweet potato cake was a bit too much, and there were a few boiled peanuts scattered on the table. There was no kitchen waste, and the sweet potatoes were not peeled. I wanted to stuff them all in.

When you are thirsty, you can gulp down the cold water in the water tank; drinking hot water has been advocated since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Firewood life comes first and is difficult to obtain.

Except for crop straw, trees have owners, and the trees you plant are definitely not yours.

History does not continue or repeat itself, but is constantly jumping and replicating, just like a sophisticated machine, which can always find the same similarities.

Stretching his waist, Zhang Aiguo moved his arms and legs in the yard.

The moves are vigorous and powerful, without any tricks, just for the purpose of killing.

"What a handsome kung fu!"