[Qi Fu] Qi Chu said return

Zhang Qishan has been looking for his precious brother for a while, but there is nowhere, not in the study room or training ground, not in the room, he even went to the bathroom twice, and there is nothing there, Zhang Qishan stood in front of the desk with his hands behind his back, thinking about this little boy Where else can a bunny go.

Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door of the study from the outside: "Buddha."

"Enter."

Zhang Qishan still stood with his hands behind his back, turned to look at the young boy who came in with tea.

The boy's cuffs were rolled up to his elbows, but at the age of thirteen or fourteen, the boy had to look up at Zhang Qishan, like a harmless rabbit, he bent down to put down the tea and asked, "Buddha, are you looking for me? "

"Is there anyone else here?" Zhang Qishan asked knowingly, and his tone sank.

"..." Needless to say, the young man also knew what his master was fussing about, so he quickly called out to suit his liking, "Brother——"

Even if he is restricted by etiquette, a young man knows that a man who knows current affairs is a hero.

It was Zhang Qishan, with a dead face, and a thin piece of paper was thrown at his feet, with a name vaguely written on it: Zhang Yueshan.

"Xiaoshan," Zhang Qishan's aura was very low, which made people very depressed, "kneel down."

The young man bent down and knelt down, lightly, kneeling on the carpet without even making a sound, and he didn't ask Zhang Qishan what he did wrong, he just thought about how he offended his elder brother today.

It’s okay to get up early in the morning for morning training, and then for daily training. After the training, I go home and wash my brother’s clothes. There is no problem. Is it wrong to do laundry?

"Bring me the arms."

Zhang Qishan's calm words frightened Zhang Yueshan, the evening sun shone on his pitiful face, turning it into a portrait of a boy in the sunset.

Is it really wrong to do laundry?

After thinking about it, Zhang Yueshan still tore off his armed belt, snapped the metal button, and handed it over his head to Zhang Qishan in a respectful manner. In the end, he looked up at Zhang Qishan pitifully.

Zhang Qishan didn't speak, and Zhang Yueshan didn't know how to ask, he only knew that his life was picked up by his elder brother, and if his elder brother wanted to beat him and punish him, there was naturally a reason for his elder brother.

"Whoosh!" Zhang Qishan took the armed belt, walked around behind him, raised his hand and hit the straight back of the boy kneeling.

Immediately afterwards, the armed belt was rounded and smashed down.

Zhang Yueshan gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground trembling. He dug his nails into the palm of his hand, wishing he could dig them into his flesh.

What he is wearing today is nothing more than an ordinary shirt. Zhang Qishan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his hand strength is already frightening. The only knife can scrape off the skin behind him.

"Uh..." Still unable to bear it, he let out a short breath.Then, driven by the strength of the armed belt, he fell to the ground.

Zhang Yueshan knows the rules. Although there are not so many rules around Zhang Qishan, but earlier in his hometown in Northeast China, the children of Zhang's family had to kneel upright and no matter how hard the whip fell, they were not allowed to make a sound or prostrate on the ground.

He knew this, so when he threw his body uncontrollably to the ground, he immediately stretched out his arms to support him, so he didn't lie on the ground, like a dog.

The previous piece of paper was in Zhang Yueshan's hand at this moment, and there was a line of "mid-year assessment" on it. Zhang Yueshan could be regarded as understanding what the big brother was talking about.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Qishan stopped his armed belt: "Pick it up."

"Yes, brother." Zhang Yueshan trembled in pain. The whipping just now, not much, only ten strokes, made him sweat all over. Thinking that the elder brother was really angry, Zhang Yueshan licked his lips. mouth, picked up the report card that had been left on the ground for a long time, he knew how miserable the assessment was, he should have told his elder brother earlier, if he had recruited earlier, he would not have ended up in this situation.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Zhang Qishan again, the eldest brother still looked very angry, the young boy was a little lacking in confidence, and murmured like a cat: "Big brother..."

"Huh?" Zhang Qishan originally looked majestic without being angry, but now he was obviously angry, who would not be afraid.

"..." Zhang Yueshan was also afraid. Of course, he could run away screaming for ten miles just like the other children, but he was even more afraid. If he ran away, he would never come back. .He looked at the horrible report card, then at Zhang Qishan, "I'm sorry."

"You're young, and you didn't spend a day in the Youth League and went directly to the military camp..." Zhang Qishan leaned on his desk, looking down at this little thing with low brows and pleasing eyes. Still holding the armed belt, "I never expected you to be the first among a group of adults, but the second to last, Zhang Yueshan, are you too capable?"

"I'm sorry..." Zhang Yueshan also felt that this result was a bit horrible, so he kept holding back and didn't dare to recruit, thinking that he could delay it for a day, but in the end, he procrastinated and forgot...

"Let me ask you," Zhang Qishan was a little impatient under his anger, "What's going on?!"

"Yes...my gun has jammed," Zhang Yueshan felt a little wronged after all, he was still a child. There are so many guns in the barracks, how come the jammed gun is in his own hands. "It was too late when I discovered it. When I fix it, I only have time to shoot five rounds."

In other words, the more than 40 points in the shooting column were scored by him with five rounds of bullets. After careful calculation, each shot is worth more than nine rings on average.

"The gun jammed?!" Zhang Qishan was neither angry nor smiling, "A soldier who couldn't even find out that the gun jammed immediately, are you planning to go to the battlefield in the future and repair the gun on the battlefield? ?!"

"..." Zhang Yueshan was wronged, but he couldn't find a reason for being scolded by Zhang Qishan like this.Just thinking about how to answer this, the phone rang just right, and Zhang Yueshan sneaked a glance at the phone with a little gratitude.

Zhang Qishan was unmoved by the phone ringing, and continued to ask: "What about the telegram?"

In the telegram column, the score was worse than shooting. Zhang Yueshan almost buried his head in the carpet, and replied cautiously: "I really can't learn telegraph..."

"Can't you learn it? Or is your mind not on this at all?" Zhang Qishan knows what this little brat spends his time on every day, "Are those codes so difficult to recite? I see you recite them to me." Are you familiar with the itinerary?"

Zhang Yueshan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he secretly read these things, and then secretly wrote them down, just because the eldest brother is sometimes too busy to forget, and he can remind the eldest brother even if he is around-but he hasn't reminded the eldest brother yet. Opportunity, how did the eldest brother know?

"What do you have that I don't know?" The phone was still screaming stubbornly, Zhang Qishan looked back, and shouted at Zhang Yueshan, "Get up and answer the phone!"

"Yes!" The little thing who was kneeling on the ground didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly got up to answer the phone.

As soon as he stood up hard, the pain behind him made him almost fall back.Zhang Yueshan was already thin, with little skin and flesh on his back, and his armed belt was made of solid cowhide. When he was whipped, it almost hit the bone directly.

Zhang Yueshan supported the carpet pitifully and slowed down, he knew that his elder brother was still angry, now was not the time to be miserable, so he planned to get up on his hands and feet, but was picked up by Zhang Qishan, Throw it over the phone.

Zhang Yueshan looked back at his elder brother, took another deep breath to make his breathing sound stable enough, and then answered the phone: "Hello...? Yes, it's Zhangfu in Changsha."

Zhang Qishan walked to the table unhurriedly, picked up the cup of tea and was about to drink it, when Zhang Yueshan suddenly shook him back with a military posture, "Hello, sir!" Before the cup was put back on the table, Zhang Yueshan said Handed over the phone: "Buddha, it's Shangfeng."

"Which one is on the top?"

"Hangzhou Ai Boss."

Zhang Qishan quickly put down his teacup and answered the phone: "Boss Ai."

Zhang Yueshan lost the phone in his hand, and was still in severe pain behind him. He was embarrassed and didn't know what to do, so he just knelt back to the original place and let it go.

"Penicillin is a controlled drug," Zhang Qishan continued on the phone, saw Zhang Yueshan kneeling in embarrassment, waved his hand, and continued, "Does Boss Ai have a military order this time?"

"Do I still need you if there is a military order?" There was a light voice on the phone. It was clearly a woman's voice, but it was strong enough to make it impossible to say, "What do you want? You should know that there is nothing. It's my Ai family." I can't afford it."

"Boss Ai, you should also know that there is nothing that I, Zhang, can't get."

"Then...the batch of American-made Colts you ordered from me last time..."

"..." Zhang Qishan forgot that it is wartime now, and such things as ammunition can't be bought with money. He smiled calmly, thinking that this woman is very interesting, and was about to respond when he asked As if thinking of something, he turned his head to look at Zhang Yueshan, and then added, "In this case, I still need a batch of Mauser 98K."

"It's not easy to find German products, Mr. Zhang Dafo, are you a big talker?" The other end of the phone seemed to be chuckling, "My military factory has a batch of imitations, the performance and workmanship are the same, what do you want?"

"For things made in Germany, I only want them to be well-crafted. I want to ensure that my soldiers will not jam when they go to the battlefield." An awkward little thing.

"Hey..." Boss Ai laughed, "What a great Master Zhang who loves soldiers, well, within three days, I will send you a batch, but you must know that Mauser 98K is not something you can afford. Since bullets are very expensive, if you want me to equip your entire barracks, I can’t do it.”

"Just give me... enough for one person and one year."

"The little guy next to you?" Boss Ai had seen Zhang Yueshan before. He was still young at that time, so he couldn't see anything. "How old is he?"

"fourteen."

"That's a sniper rifle weighing more than ten kilograms. Can a 14-year-old kid handle it?" Boss Ai paused, and then said, "Well, when Xiang Yunzhong was his age, a 98K gun One end is one day - I will allocate enough for you for one year, and after one year, the adjutant will see you, if you can meet the requirements, I will cover all 98K of his life. But you have to help me transport things."

"Penicillin?" Zhang Qishan acted nonchalantly, what he was doing was the business of inverting. For things that can't go on the ground, it's very convenient to go underground.

"Not only that, penicillin, astragalus, morphine, and ammunition."

"make a deal."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Zhang Yueshan knelt down again: "I'm sorry, brother, I'm all to blame for causing you to help... go up to the peak... to transport things, will it be dangerous?"

"There's nothing to blame you for this," Zhang Qishan picked up the armed belt and walked over, avoiding "danger", "I'm going to equip you with the best gun, which is what I should do, let alone she is not ordinary Arms dealer, it doesn't hurt to get close to her."

Zhang Yueshan nodded with a half understanding.

"It's you," Zhang Qishan naturally wouldn't let the little thing go so easily, "Where do you look like a soldier and want to be my adjutant? My adjutant can't even find a gun jammed, and can't even send a telegram." Send it?"

"I..." Zhang Yueshan was really about to collapse. He had put all his energy into wanting to be an adjutant. He had never told anyone about it. How did the eldest brother know? Hearing the voice on the phone just now, the adjutant will be assessed a year later. ?It seems that the eldest brother not only knew about it, but also reported it?

"I don't have an adjutant by my side, can't you see what it means?!" Zhang Qishan was furious, "I intend to reserve a seat for you, but you can't even send a telegram. I need an adjutant to send it to me." Do you pour tea and wash clothes?"

These things can be done by subordinates.

Zhang Yueshan complained in his heart that he was useless, and he was thinking about applying to be his eldest brother's adjutant when he was stronger, but he had been seen through long ago, and he was still obsessed with such trivial matters as washing and cooking.

"Let the subordinates do these things in the future, and let me see you wasting your time on such things..." Zhang Qishan scolded, and the word "pick you" was still reluctant to say, "Give me your mind Put it on the code, if the battle situation is special in the future, you and I are separated from each other, there is no telephone line, and you cannot write letters, how do you plan to communicate with me? Do you use shouting?!"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." At this moment, he really knew that he was wrong.

"Xiao Shan," Zhang Qishan lowered his voice when he saw him like this, "I didn't want you to enter the barracks at the beginning, but since you came, there is no way out. I, Zhang Qishan, have nothing to do with the war, or, Fight your way out in this troubled world. If you choose the latter, you must be fully prepared, after all, once you are on the battlefield, it will be difficult for me to protect you."

"Yes, I understand." Zhang Yueshan knew his mistake, and knelt straighter again, "Xiaoshan made a mistake, please punish me."

"Also," Zhang Qishan looked down at him, "I won't make you kneel in the future, and I won't allow myself to kneel down. A man kneels down and kneels down to his parents. If your parents don't kneel down to elder brother, what's the point of you kneeling so quickly? Get up!"

"Yes..." Zhang Yueshan endured the pain and stood up, thinking, isn't this just kneeling on you, is this wrong?

When Zhang Qishan saw him get up, he didn't say much, left a sentence "Don't let the root cause of the disease", turned around and went to the desk, he raised his hand, and tapped on the desk indifferently.

It seems that one second, Zhang Yueshan was still immersed in the warmth of the phrase "don't fall into the root of the disease", and the next second immediately fell into the ice cellar. He understood that gesture.

It’s not that I’m cowardly, I’m only 14 years old, no 14-year-old child is really not afraid of being beaten, but Zhang Yueshan just said such a high-spirited word, “Please punish me”, and now he only secretly regrets why he didn’t wear military uniform pants at home It's up to you.

What he was wearing today was just a pair of home trousers, Zhang Qishan liked silk nightgowns, and the ones he bought for Zhang Yueshan were the same, high-quality mulberry silk, very thin.

I'm afraid of returning home, but Zhang Yueshan is even more afraid of annoying his eldest brother at this moment, adding fuel to the flames. Shan swore he would never see it again in his life.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yueshan quickly cleaned up the things on the table, leaned over the table, and looked like he was being slaughtered.

Zhang Qishan waved his armed belt empty-handedly: "Small punishment and big commandment, forty."

"Yes." It was just the sound of breaking the wind, which made Zhang Yueshan tremble with fright.

And the rest is the punishment that makes him extremely uncomfortable.

"Whoosh!" From the first note, Zhang Yueshan knew that this beating would not be easy.Zhang Qishan intended to teach the little guy a lesson, so naturally he hit hard, he didn't need to use all his strength, eight fractions of strength was enough to hurt Zhang Yueshan for a while.

Seven, eight, nine, ten...

Zhang Yueshan bit his lip and counted silently in his heart. He didn't have the energy to report the number. Zhang Qishan knew that he was good-faced, and never asked him to report the number. Only occasionally he mistook the count and asked, "How much did I beat?" .

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

……

"Hmm..." Zhang Yueshan is naturally not a person who can cry out for mercy. Zhang Qishan knew that Xiaoshan was only ten years old when he was in the Northeast in his early years. The whip was beaten all over his body, and he was never seen to cry out in pain.

Until Zhang Qishan asked him afterwards, he asked Zhang Qishan instead: "Is crying useful? Does it stop hurting? It's just a joke for those who bully me."

Right now Zhang Yueshan is biting his lip, he doesn't grunt, he couldn't bear it several times and wanted to cry out in pain, but when the sound came to his mouth, he swallowed it back forcibly.

Pain, he can only feel the pain at the moment.

There was a bloody smell in his mouth, which he was familiar with since he was a child.

"Whoosh!"

It was another whip that came down with the sound of breaking wind, Zhang Yueshan didn't have time to swallow it in one breath, instead he piled it on his chest and waited for a long time before coughing it out.

"Cough-cough cough cough"

"How much did I hit?" Zhang Qishan stopped and asked.

"Cough... 26..." Zhang Yueshan lay down on the table, seeing his pitiful appearance, Zhang Qishan stretched out his hand to give him comfort, but he didn't think that just touching someone would make him tremble in fright.

"So afraid of me?" Zhang Qishan withdrew his hand and pushed the previous cup of tea to Yueshan, "Get up and drink."

"Yes." Zhang Yueshan didn't dare to say that he was afraid of him, it was just a subconscious reaction because of the pain.He supported the table and got up, just as he was going to get a cup, his chin was pinched by Zhang Qishan.

The lower lip was bitten with blood, and the blood on the pale lips felt a bit like stepping on snow and red plums.

"You bit your lip all the time?"

"Yes……"

"I said, how can you carry it so well, divert your attention?" Zhang Qishan raised his hand to wipe off the blood on Rishan's lips, "Don't bite."

"Hey." Anyway, Zhang Yueshan is used to even more inexplicable requests, so he just accepts what the elder brother says.

After drinking the water, Zhang Yueshan consciously put the cup aside. He knew that the blood he bit out had already made his elder brother feel bad, but he also knew that the pain of his elder brother would never be reflected in strength. After the beating in the field, the matter is endless.

It was all the fault of the jammed gun, otherwise, only telegraph failed, and the others were all excellent, and the total score would not have been so tragic.

"Whoosh!"

A sudden blow interrupted Zhang Yueshan's vengeance, and all he had in his mind was pain again.

For the rest of the dozen or so strokes, Zhang Qishan was indeed relentless. He rounded up his armed belt and pulled it down. His loose silk nightgown and trousers became tights, and Zhang Yueshan's disordered breathing could still be heard occasionally.

He had tried his best to control it, but the pain from the last stroke hadn't eased, and the next stroke caught up just right. Zhang Yueshan had difficulty breathing evenly, and it was already good to be able to restrain himself and run without jumping up immediately.

"Whoosh!"

For the last note, Zhang Qishan used [-]% of his strength.

"Hmm-ah..." Xu didn't expect that Zhang Qishan would use all his strength. Zhang Yueshan staggered and fell directly on the table. A cry of pain came out of his throat, and he turned back quickly. I breathed steadily, and then murmured, "I'm sorry, big brother."

Zhang Qishan had already put down his armed belt at this moment, seeing that he was slowing down, he stretched out his hand to help him up, and put him in his arms: "I'm sorry, I hit you to let you know your mistake, and it's not abuse. You, what's wrong with yelling twice?"

Zhang Yueshan was already holding back tears from the pain, but after hearing what Zhang Qishan said, the tears came down: "Brother, I'm sorry to let you down."

"Okay." Seeing him like that, Zhang Qishan was finished thinking, and some coaxed him.

"Brother..." Zhang Yueshan buried himself in Zhang Qishan's arms, his voice sounded muffled, "Are you still angry?"

"Of course I'm angry," Zhang Qishan pulled the man out of his chest, "My Xiaoshan, his grades are so poor."

"I see, I will try my best to recite the code..." Zhang Yueshan was aggrieved.

Zhang Qishan became interested: "What about shooting?"

"Shooting is nothing to worry about," Zhang Yueshan objected, "if it wasn't for the gun jamming."

"Hey—" Zhang Qishan said, raised his hand and slapped the person behind him again, "Are you still reasonable?"

"Ah—" Zhang Yueshan was caught off guard, "I see, I will remember to check the gun!"

Seeing the aggrieved look of the little guy, Zhang Qishan was quite happy, when he asked for punishment just now, he was very righteous.But that being said, heartache is always heartache. He hugged Xiaoshan in his arms and said softly: "Pistol, you have practiced well. As soon as Boss Ai's 98K arrives, you can practice sniping Gun, it would be nice to train you to be a sniper—you can’t send telegrams anyway.”

"Hey..." Zhang Yueshan was about to answer, but he was not happy when he heard the second half of the sentence, "I will study telegram hard!"

"Not convinced?" Zhang Qishan deliberately teased him, "Well, I will teach you your telegrams from now on."

"Ah?!" Zhang Yueshan almost jumped out.

"Ah what?"

"Then I must not be beaten to death by you?"

"Should!"

may write

1. Boss Ai personally beat Xiang Yunzhong angrily;

2. Zhang Qishan beat the little adjutant like crazy (not crazy), until the little adjutant said pitifully, "Brother really wants to beat me to death?"

3. The little adjutant wanted to block the gun for Zhang Qishan, but was dragged away by Zhang Qishan. It was Zhang Qishan who was shot. The half-dead Zhang Qishan started talking nonsense in a daze, all about the little adjutant. Still a small adjutant, then save him, confess, and be ashamed...

4,...or what you want to see, leave a message below~ I'll watch and write