Pinduoduo connects the past and present; the wildest young commander and his entire army help me bar

The water quickly boiled with a "glug-glug" sound.

Not wanting to eat it whole, Aunt Wang broke a steamed bun in half and gave one half to each of the brother and sister. She then picked up the other steamed bun, tore it into small pieces, and threw them into the boiling water.

The aroma of steamed buns quickly filled the air, even waking up Old Man Wang from his deep sleep.

"Old woman, am I dreaming? Why does it smell so good? Haven't we run out of grain long ago?"

Old Wang rubbed his sleepy eyes, first seeing Wang Daqiang, then the steamed buns in Wang Daqiang and Wang Erya's hands, his pupils widened instantly.

"Where...where did these steamed buns come from?"

Old Wang's voice trembled.

My rumbling stomach couldn't wait any longer. My nose twitched, and following the aroma, I saw my wife cooking steamed buns. My eyes welled up with tears.

"Father, it's rations issued by the army."

"They gave me five steamed buns for one meal, so I'll bring the remaining three over to you."

"Here you go, eat up!"

Wang Daqiang was holding half a steamed bun in his hand, which he hadn't been willing to eat, but now he just stuffed it into Old Man Wang's hand.

Old Wang refused to eat it and pushed the steamed bun straight into Wang Daqiang's hand.

"No, Dad isn't hungry, you eat!"

“You do strenuous work in the army, it’s tiring, you need to eat more to have the strength.”

"Daqiang, work hard and bring honor to our Wang family!"

"Father's leg is broken, he's practically useless!"

"Our whole family is counting on you."

These words, which sounded like a entrustment of responsibility, made Aunt Wang's heart clench instantly. "Husband, don't say such things. Our family depends on you. If you're gone, I'll be the first one to die."

Living in this turbulent world, a person lives on their breath; if they lose all hope, they might suddenly become despondent.

Aunt Wang would never allow such a thing to happen to her family.

"You better stay alive!"

As she spoke, she ladled out a bowl of porridge and handed it to Old Man Wang.

"You old man, stop nagging and finish your rice!"

As Aunt Wang spoke, tears streamed down her face.

Turn your head away and use your rough hands to wipe the redness from the corners of your eyes.

This scene made Wang Daqiang's heart tighten.

He gripped Old Wang's hand, squeezing his wrist and tightening his grip.

"Dad, don't worry. With me here, our family will be fine, and no one will be missing!"

Old Wang's eyes welled up with tears. He held the bowl but didn't eat, instead pretending to be disgusted as he handed it to his wife.

"My mouth tastes bitter after I slept, I can't eat, you eat first!"

Aunt Wang scooped up some water with a spoon, blew on it to cool it down, and then put it directly into Old Man Wang's mouth.

"You have to eat it even if you don't want to."

"With me here, no one is allowed to go hungry!"

Old Wang's voice trembled, "Old woman, you eat too."

The elderly couple fed each other bite by bite, clearly showing their deep affection, yet their faces were filled with disdain.

A warm, cozy feeling flowed through the dimly lit cave.

Through the crisscrossing straw stalks, a pair of eyes were peeking from outside the door. Upon seeing this, they staggered backward and disappeared into the night. A cry of surprise suddenly rang out!

"The army has enough food!"

"Everyone's starving! Let's go to the Jinsan Brigade and beg for some food!"

"The young marshal is compassionate towards the people and will not stand idly by and watch us ordinary people starve to death!"

A single sound startled countless sparrows.

Countless figures emerged from the dark cave and rushed towards Li Gouzi.

Li Gouzi was originally an old bachelor next door to Wang Daqiang. He was cunning, greedy, lazy, and spent his days stealing chickens and dogs.

After the village was destroyed by the Japanese army, they clung to Wang Daqiang's family like a stubborn plaster.

He would come over and cause trouble whenever there was any noise at his house.

He was now thinking of making a living.

He had previously tried to take advantage of the Wang family, but each time he was beaten half to death by Wang Daqiang. He dared not take advantage of them anymore, so he decided to ruin Wang Daqiang's position in the army.

When the crowd asked him questions, a sly smile appeared on his lips.

"Of course I'm telling the truth!"

"I just saw Wang Daqiang save his food rations and take them home—three whole big steamed buns!"

"Fellow villagers, how long has it been since we've had steamed buns!"

"As long as we rush to the air-raid shelter, those hot, fluffy steamed buns will be ours!"

"Many of our family members are starving, the young marshal cannot stand by and watch us starve to death!"

"Rush to the air-raid shelter!"

"Looking for food from the young marshal!"

With one person taking the lead, countless others followed suit.

These people had been starving for so long that their eyes were green with hunger, their stomachs were rumbling, and they had lost their humanity. All that remained in their minds was one thought: hunger!

eat!

As long as there is food, one can survive!

Whether it's stealing or robbing, we have to get something to eat!

At Li Gouzi's urging, a dense crowd rushed down the slope like a swarm of leeches, leaving nothing but desolation in their wake!

At this moment, Wang Daqiang inside the cave was deathly pale!

As he clenched his fist and charged forward, a group of people rushed over as well.

"Wang Daqiang, Gouzi said you brought back three steamed buns from the army, is that true?"

"fart!"

As a soldier, Wang Daqiang knew the importance of military rations. When he saw Er Gouzi instigating so many people to scramble for the rations, his blood boiled!

He strode forward, grabbed Li Gouzi by the collar, and slammed his fist, the size of a sandbag, towards him!

"Well!"

Er Gouzi grunted, looked over defiantly, and chuckled softly.

"You dare say no?"

“Wang Daqiang, I know you’re a soldier and have to guard your military rations like a dog guarding its food, but you also need to be considerate of the villagers!”

"Which one of them didn't watch you grow up? Huh?"

"Can you bear to watch them starve to death right in front of you?"

"You fart!"

Wang Daqiang didn't explain, and kept punching Li Gouzi until he couldn't speak.

Li Gouzi was almost beaten to death. He fell to the ground, blood streaming from his eyes and mouth. He let out a loud roar.

"I'm doing this all for everyone. Do you guys really have the heart to watch me get beaten to death by him?"

The crowd belatedly realized what was happening, and some people stepped forward, and together they subdued Wang Daqiang.

"rush!"

"We'll find out if there's any grain once we go inside!"

Wang Daqiang's eyes were bloodshot!

No matter how hard he struggled, it was all in vain, and he could only watch helplessly as these people poured into the cave.

Then, a sound of weeping came from the cave.

"stop fighting!"

"Let go! That's the food that Daqiang saved for us from his own mouth!"

"Uncle, let go!"

The pot used to cook steamed buns was taken away.

Old Wang tried to grab it, but was thrown aside and fell awkwardly against the corner of the wall, a long trail of blood running down his forehead!

Aunt Wang's heart was broken!

Ignoring the food, he used rags to plug the hole in Old Wang's head, hugged Er Ya with one arm, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably!

"His father!"

"Dad, how are you!"

"Damn it, you've all lost your conscience!"