Traveling through 1942 with space

"Heiwa, don't be too sad. I have also asked the clansmen who stayed in the village to pay attention to your mother's news. We will send a message home when we arrive in Qin Province." Hou Yangmin saw that Hou Xiaoge looked unhappy, and also spoke to comfort him.

"Uncle, please leave some money for the villagers as a letter. When we arrive in Qin Province, we will send a letter to our hometown and tell them the address.

Tell them to write to me as soon as they get any news about my mother. I will not let them down and will give them a generous reward." Hou Xiaoge was afraid that the villagers would not be enthusiastic, so he took out three silver dollars and handed them to his uncle, asking him to tempt them with benefits.

"Ah! Good boy."

This time, Hou Yangmin did not refuse the money handed over by Hou Xiaoge. In recent period, he had been gathering information and buying food for his family. The money in Hou Yangmin's hand had been flowing like water, and now he only had a dozen dollars left.

At lunch time in the afternoon, the ration at home became the same as before, pitifully small.

I learned from my aunt that all the grains and bark powder in the house only had about 20 kilograms of food left, which would last for five or six days at most.

The family who learned the news was a little anxious the whole afternoon because this was the least amount of food left in the house in recent times.

After dinner, Hou Xiaoge found an excuse to go out. When he came back in the evening, he carried more than 30 kilograms of bran in his backpack. This made his second aunt and sister-in-law, who had worried looks on their faces, smile again.

"Heiwa, I don't know how you got the food. We will leave Luoning County tomorrow, and it won't be easy to find food.

This is all the money left in our family. I give it to you. I hope you can get some food." After receiving the food, the uncle took out fifteen dollars from his pocket and stuffed it into Hou Xiaoge's hand.

"Okay, uncle, let my eldest and second brothers go out with me at night." Hou Xiaoge understood what his uncle meant. He was afraid that he would not be able to get food if he left the county.

"Heiwa, do you want me to follow you?" Hou Yangmin asked a little worriedly.

"Uncle, look at what this is, I'm getting a gun for my brother." Hou Xiaoge unbuttoned his shirt and saw a leather gun case underneath his clothes, which contained a box gun.

This box gun is a famous gun that frequently appears on TV in later generations. Many anti-Japanese heroes have double guns on their waists. The most famous one is Li Xiangyang with Double Guns.

Hou Xiaoge has been fond of this box gun since he confiscated it from the bandits. However, as there are only twenty or so bullets left, Hou Xiaoge has never dared to use it too much. He usually hangs it around his waist for emergency use.

"Oh my god!

Heiwa, where did you get this good stuff? I've never heard of it. This box gun costs 200 dollars, and you can't even buy it. In the army, only officers above the company level can afford it. "Hou Yangmin's eyes lit up when he saw it and he was about to pick it up.

How could Hou Xiaoge let anyone touch his beloved gun, which was more precious than his wife in this era? He quickly stood up and ran to the side.

"Uncle, this is not good for you. This is what I use for self-defense." Hou Xiaoge said proudly with his head raised high.

"Cough cough!"

"You little brat, I was just curious and took a look. Look how scared you are. Sit down quickly! If someone sees you, you'll make people jealous." Hou Yangmin coughed a few times embarrassedly and quickly asked Hou Xiaoge to sit down and talk.

"You kid, you got this gun from the bandit leader some time ago, right? You also killed that bandit." Hou Yangmin thought about it and this was the only reason that could allow Hou Xiaoge to get the gun.

Since Hou Xiaoge dared to take out his gun, he did not intend to hide it. He smiled and nodded, and made up a lame excuse, saying that he had killed the bandit leader with a stone and robbed the bandit leader.

Hou Yangmin's mouth twitched as he heard his nephew's thrilling words. He thought to himself, "This nephew is really too brave."

In the evening, Hou Xiaoge took his two cousins out of the camp carrying backpacks. Fortunately, the two cousins had not suffered from night blindness because they had recently eaten some horse meat and meat soup. Otherwise, they would have easily become a burden.

The three of them walked about a mile out of the camp and stopped at a dilapidated yard. Hou Xiaoge pretended to imitate the chirping of a cricket, then manipulated the space, took out a torch from inside, held it high behind the wall and shook it as a signal to both sides.

Letting the two men wait outside the yard, Hou Xiaoge entered the yard carrying a backpack. He went in and out three times in a row. After filling all three backpacks with bran and sweet potatoes, Hou Xiaoge returned home with his two cousins.

"Brother, come, have a sweet potato each." Hou Xiaoge took out two sweet potatoes weighing more than one pound from the backpack behind him and handed them to the two men.

Er Huan was waiting for him to come out and cook for his cousin! He took the sweet potato without any hesitation.

"Heiwa, this is not a good idea! These were all bought with our family's money, we can't eat them alone." The eldest cousin said embarrassedly as he looked at the light red sweet potatoes.

"Brother, you are too honest. Can the dozen dollars given by uncle buy more than 80 kilograms of bran and 30 kilograms of sweet potatoes?

It’s good enough if I can buy half of it. Here, half of them were bought with my own money.

Look at your second brother, just eat it without worry! Besides, the emperor has plenty of hungry soldiers! How can you escort the food back safely without strength? "Hou Xiaoge rubbed the dirt off the sweet potato on his clothes and ate it with the skin on.

"Well! I don't know where you got so much money and how you got food so well. Compared with you, I have lived in vain." Although Hou Huanying, who was already sixteen years old, felt a little embarrassed by being compared to his cousin, he couldn't help but take big bites of the tempting sweet potato.

“Brother, we can compare with Heiwa, he is a capable man with great abilities.

Just a while ago, he dared to gather the children in Lijia Village to fight the bandits with stones, so I admire him. "As he spoke, Erhuan had already eaten half of the sweet potato, and now he had enough food in his stomach, so he had the energy to talk, and he said to his elder brother who was wolfing down his food.

Hou Huanying felt a little embarrassed by what his brother said. When the fighting just started that day, he was a little scared and always wanted to hide away after seeing the blood.

In the end, it was his cousin's words that encouraged him, and he followed a group of young boys to help his father fight the bandits.

That battle improved his status in the family a lot. He got more food than his younger brothers and was now treated as an adult. His father even said that he would find him a wife once he settled down.

After eating the sweet potatoes, Hou Huanying savored the sweetness of the sweet potatoes, touched his bulging belly, dragged the backpack with his left hand, held the rifle with his right hand, and felt full of strength.

After the brothers quietly returned to the camp, the vision was blurred in the dark night. Some refugees who were awakened looked up and saw Hou Huanying and his companions, but they didn't say anything. They just thought that they went out to pee together. They muttered a few words and continued to turn over and sleep.

When they returned to their camp, the adults were still awake and quickly got up when they heard the noise.

"Got it?"

"More than a hundred pounds, plenty."

"That's good, God bless you."

Amidst the whispers, several adults took the basket and took a look. When they saw more than 20 kilograms of sweet potatoes, they all showed surprise on their faces.

However, the adults also smelled the sweet potato flavor coming from the brothers' mouths when they talked, but they all tacitly said nothing. They were all their own children, and the emperor didn't lack hungry soldiers!

The brothers looked at each other in the dark night, smiled, and quickly crawled into the slightly damp bed to sleep.