Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

"Brother Shitou! Brother Shitou!..." Accompanied by a burst of urgent and slightly panting shouts, a figure hurriedly came running from a distance. It was a child of the same age as the crazy boy in front of him.

The child named Shitou was leaning on the guerrilla exhaustedly at this moment, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes. He seemed to be completely immersed in his own world and did not respond to any sounds from the outside world.

"Brother Shitou, Xiaohua is not dead yet. She was rescued by our comrades in the army. She is waiting for you to come back..." The boy said anxiously, breathing heavily and holding the corner of Shitou's clothes tightly.

Hearing this, Shitou, who had been like a walking corpse, suddenly raised his head, with a gleam of disbelief in his eyes: "What? Lao Si, are you telling the truth? My sister is really not dead? Is she really still alive?"

Shitou grabbed his friend's arm with such force that the other person couldn't help but frown.

However, when Shitou saw Lao Si's hesitant look, the fire of hope that had just ignited in his heart was instantly extinguished as if by a basin of cold water, and he became distraught again: "Lao Si, I knew you were lying to me. At that time, I watched helplessly as the devil's bayonet pierced my sister's body, and blood splattered everywhere."

"When I was captured by these devils, my sister was lying on the cold ground, covered in blood, motionless. How could she survive in such a scene..." When he said this, Shitou was already sobbing, tears streaming down his dirty cheeks.

Seeing this, the fourth brother hurriedly comforted him, "Brother Shitou, what I said is absolutely true! Sister Xiaohua is indeed still alive, but her injuries are too severe. The military doctor said that special medicine must be sent to her, and only then can she be saved."

"Although my sister has woken up now, the pain from the wound is still unbearable. She is in pain and scared now. So please come with me to accompany her. Maybe your presence will make her feel better."

The fourth brother anxiously held Shitou's hand tightly and tried with all his strength to pull him to the temporary hospital.

He knew very well that time was running out. The doctor said that his sister's condition was extremely critical. If an effective medicine could not be found in time, she might not be able to hold on, and his sister might never see Brother Shitou for the last time.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came: "Wait a minute!"

Xu Fan called out to Shi Tou and the other man who were about to leave.

Shitou stopped when he heard the voice, turned around and his eyes fell on the person who called him.

In an instant, he recognized that this person was the one who had paid him to buy information before.

At this moment, Shitou couldn't help but feel alert, and he shouted, "What do you want to do? You bought the information willingly, and the extra money I gave me later was also given by you. Now I will use all this money to buy special medicine to treat my sister, and I will never give you a penny!"

Facing Shitou's defensive words, Xu Fan quickly waved his hands and explained, "You misunderstood. I'm not here to ask you to return your money. I just happen to have one last special medicine left."

As he spoke, Xu Fan slowly reached into the inner pocket of his clothes and carefully took out a crystal clear pill wrapped in a handkerchief.

However, just as he was about to continue speaking, he was surprised to find that Shi Tou had come running towards him like a gust of wind and knelt down towards him without hesitation.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly." Xu Fan squatted down and supported him.

Shitou kowtowed stubbornly and said, "Sir, if you can really save my sister's life, I, Shitou, will work like a slave for you in the future to repay you."

"Get up quickly, take the medicine and go save your sister. I don't need your reward." Xu Fan wrapped the medicine in a handkerchief and put it in Shi Tou's hand.

"Thank you, thank you..." Shitou took the medicine, kowtowed to Lao Si a few more times and ran away.

Seeing that there was nothing else for them to do here, Jiang Jiyun followed Dong Duoyu back to the courtyard to take a shower and change clothes.

The kitchen had been destroyed, and only half of the small courtyard house where they were temporarily living had collapsed. The two of them built a makeshift stove in the yard, dug out a tilted but still usable pot from the ruins, boiled some water and simply cleaned it.

The two of them cooked the porridge but did not wait for Ma Chao and his friends to come back. Dong Duoyu looked at the dozing child and said, "Xiaoyun, you eat first, then lie down and take a nap. I will stay here and wait for them to come back."

"Okay, then Sister Dong, call me if you need anything." Jiang Jiyun agreed after thinking about it. She ate half a steamed bun in a daze and fell asleep.

Dong Duoyu looked at the child who had fallen asleep on the table with half a black bun in her hand, so she picked her up gently and put her on the bed she had made next to her.

She sat in the yard and cleared out the supplies from the rubble. She gently squeezed the flattened lunch box back into place, fearing that if she used too much force the lunch box would be ruined.

Dong Duoyu looked at the lunch box that she had restored and made usable again. Seeing that no one had come back yet, she went to get some vegetable porridge to fill her stomach and took a nap in the yard.

After being awakened by the dream, Dong Duoyu looked at Jiang Jiyun who was still snoring, and walked worriedly to the gate of the yard, opened the door and looked in the direction of the theater building. It was bustling there at noon yesterday, but now it has become a ruin.

"Ah, ah, ah... Help, help, me..." Along with these terrified and weak cries, a woman slowly crawled out from the alley next to her.

Dong Duoyu saw that her clothes were tattered and there were bloodstains on them. She looked very miserable and pitiful. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

However, just as she was about to step forward to help the woman, the words of Jiang Jiyun, who was now sleeping in the room, suddenly emerged in her mind: you can't judge a person by his appearance.

Thinking of this, Dong Duoyu hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to take a step back, and reached out and closed the gate tightly with a "click".

The woman lying on the ground watched helplessly as the courtyard door, which had once shown a glimmer of hope, closed without any warning. An expression of surprise and disbelief immediately appeared on her face.

She stared blankly at the closed door, and it took her a while to come back to her senses.

Then, she lowered her head and began to carefully recall everything that had just happened, wondering if she had revealed any flaws or aroused the other party's suspicion in the process of asking Dong Duoyu for help.

Dong Duoyu in the yard picked up his iron rod and quietly woke up Jiang Jiyun, "Xiaoyun, it seems like someone is watching us."