I make a living solving crimes.

Two days later, Chang Wei leaned on his huge backpack, looked at the village that rose and fell along the mountain, and said with a cheer: "We are almost there."

They have been out for two days, and their destination is the village where Fan Tuaner's parents left their child.

Starting from the capital, you can take a train, car, or horse carriage. After arriving in Liao County, you still have to continue along a small path into the mountains for another sixty or seventy miles.

Because it was a private matter, in order to avoid people thinking that he was abusing his power for personal gain, Chang Wei did not mobilize the people from the Dragon Group, and traveled alone with Fan Tuaner.

However, when the leave note was sent to the department, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were finally sent to accompany him.

They both have special identities and have the support of their fathers in the ministry, so it is easier for them to communicate with local authorities.

The Dragon Group is now very famous, so they are naturally welcomed in the city. However, in the mountains, no matter how strong your own abilities are, it will be of no use without a good father.

For example, if they wanted to go into the mountains now, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu would go to the county government, and the local government would immediately help them find a car.

Of course there were no extra cars available for them to use. They drove around the county town but didn't see any cars. There were two sidecars, but they couldn't accommodate everyone.

All they could find was a donkey cart and a young man named Shi Ge as a guide.

Of course, there was no carriage behind the donkey cart, but a cart.

Shi Ge is a very perceptive young man. He immediately followed up Chang Wei's words, "We can enter the village in at most an hour."

Chang Wei nodded, sat down, took out a cigarette and smoked it, "How many people are there in Hongtu Village now?"

"Now they have all been integrated into the Hongqi Brigade. There are about 70 households and more than 200 people in the Hongtu Production Team."

“Did many people migrate away during the war?”

"Not many. The villages here are all in the mountains, and there are not many good roads now. The Japanese didn't often go to the countryside back then. The people who collected grain were all from the county and township."

The person who said this was an old man driving a donkey cart. His surname was Zhao. He was not sitting on the cart but just following the donkey.

Fan Tuaner invited the old man twice, but he refused both times, saying with a smile that he was used to walking.

Chang Wei knew this was the truth, but he felt more sorry for the donkey.

The mountain road was ups and downs, and it was not easy for the donkey to carry five people and their luggage, so when climbing the slope, Chang Wei would jump off and follow the donkey, and stretch his hands and feet at the same time.

During the war years, many people hid in the mountains and refused to go out. Hiding in the mountains would at most lead to starvation, but if they went out, they might be shot.

When Fan Tuaner heard what Lao Zhao said, a glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes.

The family that adopted my younger brother has not been found. Perhaps they went to hide deeper in the mountains. Now that everything is peaceful, they may come back.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were just accompanying her. They could understand Fan Tuaner's eagerness to find her relatives, but they couldn't fully empathize with her. They rolled up their sleeves and looked around curiously.

"No wonder we fought guerrilla warfare here. With this kind of terrain, even the Japanese army would be helpless if they came."

"There's no road. The young soldiers from the United States would be exhausted to death if they left their vehicles and climbed the mountain."

"So, since ancient times, Shandong has produced prime ministers and Shanxi has produced generals. This place has rugged mountains and tough people. It is bordered by grasslands to the north, the Central Plains to the east and south, and the Loess Plateau to the west. It is indeed a place that military strategists must fight for."

Chang Wei glanced at Zhang Long. He didn't expect that he had such knowledge. He saw him being a little proud. "Team leader, I am familiar with the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Guan Yu and Zhang Liao are both from Shanxi. I have admired them since I was a child."

"After ruining Journey to the West, you're now talking about the Three Kingdoms?" Chang Wei sneered and shook his head. "Listening to your words has saved me ten years of study."

"Team leader, I'm not wasting the book. I read it carefully. I'm not like most people who just read it without thinking." Zhang Long stiffened his neck and said unconvincedly, "There are too many things hidden in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. How can I not read it carefully?"

Anyway, it would take another hour to get there. Chang Weiben had nothing to do, so he leaned on his backpack and raised his eyebrows: "Be careful."

"Do you know why Guan Yu was captured in Jingzhou?"

"Crossing the river in white?"

"That's just an appearance. Guan Yu actually killed Yan Liang in front of thousands of troops. It shouldn't be difficult for him to fight his way out of the enemy's territory. He was captured because Guan Yu couldn't lift his sword anymore."

"Old, huh?"

"No, no, it was Hua Tuo who did something sneaky when he was scraping his bones to cure the poison." Zhang Long looked at the sky mysteriously, as if he was afraid of being struck by lightning. "Hua Tuo didn't dare to kill Guan Yu openly, so he did it secretly, so Guan Yu later lost an arm."

Fan Tuan'er was also familiar with the four great classics. He spat and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Hua Tuo? Why would he want to harm Guan Gong?"

"To avenge my son."

"Hua Tuo's son?"

"Yes, Huaxiong."

Fan Tuaner rolled his eyes and said, "It was Sun Jian who killed Hua Xiong, and who told you that Hua Xiong was Hua Tuo's son?"

After saying that, he jumped off the carriage and ignored this guy.

Zhang Long saw that Fan Tuan'er had already gotten out of the car and was following Lao Zhao to inquire about the changes over the years. He whispered, "Team Leader, do you know about Liu Bei's marriage fraud?"

"Liu Bei cheated on his wife? Who did he cheat on?"

"Sun Shangxiang!"

The first thing Chang Wei reacted to was Liu Bei's borrowing of Jingzhou, and he thought Zhang Long was up to no good, so he kept quiet and prepared to listen to his interpretation.

"Did you know that Sun Quan wanted to marry Sun Shangxiang to Liu Bei? Sun Shangxiang was a rich lady at the time, and Liu Bei was a middle-aged uncle with no troops or power, so Sun Shangxiang naturally looked down on him."

Chang Wei sneered and said nothing.

Since when were women in ancient times able to choose their own marriages?

Zhang Long didn't care. Seeing Zhao Hu and Shi Ge coming over attentively, he said proudly, "Why did she get married again in the end? It was only because Liu Bei said that my second brother is invincible in the world."

Chang Wei just took a puff of cigarette and almost choked to death.

Zhang Long shook his head proudly, "So later when Sun Shangxiang found out she had been tricked, she was furious and wanted to return to Jiangdong, and Zhao Zilong intercepted Jiang Er to save Ah Dou."

Zhao Hu and Shi Ge looked at Zhang Long with doubt, always feeling that he was talking nonsense, but his logic was very complete.

Chang Wei gave a thumbs up and said, "You are a talented person. You have understood the Three Kingdoms very well."

"Hey, I'm telling you a story about a cultured person." Zhang Long secretly glanced at Fan Tuan'er and lowered his voice a little, "Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps, do you remember?"

"When cooking beans, the bean pods are burned, and the beans cry in the pot. They are from the same root, so why are they so eager to hurt each other?" Chang Wei recited softly.

There are five versions of this poem, and the one Chang Wei mentioned is the one that is familiar to everyone.

Zhang Long also gave a thumbs up and said admiringly: "The team leader is indeed a scholar."

Chang Wei thought he was cursing, so he didn't look at him well.

Zhang Long didn't care and asked with a smile: "Team leader, this root from the same root...whose root do you think it is?"

This time Chang Wei couldn't hold it in any longer and started coughing violently while lying on the cart.

Who taught you to interpret it?

Who is your Chinese teacher?

Fan Tuaner turned around and took a curious look. When her eyes swept over Zhang Long, she inadvertently revealed a hint of disgust.

At dusk, they finally arrived at the destination.

There was a flat land at the entrance of the village, and the old locust tree was full of people sitting under it. It was the slack season for farming, and young and old, men and women, all rolled up their sleeves and looked at the sudden visitor from the city.

You can even see young women holding their babies and feeding them, doing so with ease and without avoiding others.

Chang Wei estimated that if he sat here for an hour, he would be able to understand everything that had happened in the village over the past year.

"That young man is so handsome!"

"The girl is very pretty."

“These city people are dressed so nicely.”

"Keep your voice down, they all have guns."