Chronicle of the Republic of China

Fang Wuyu drove that big truck bumping on the road for a full eight months without hitting a tree or falling into a pothole, and it was considered smoke from the Fang family's ancestral grave. Advance by leaps and bounds.

When he rescued the passing refugees onto the truck for the first time, Fang Wuyu was actually unwilling.

Compassion and empathy are innate, some people are born with more, some people are born with less, Fang Wuyu belongs to the latter.

So when he saw the refugees jumping out from the woods to block the road, Fang Wuyu was so frightened that he stepped on the brakes quickly, waved and scolded them, telling them to go away.

The other party patted the front of the truck, trying to get Fang Wuyu to give them a ride and give them a sip of water. They were too tired to walk, and they were about to die in the woods.

Fang Wuyu knew very well that this was not allowed. If he brought one onto the bus and was seen by other refugees, ten would want to come up, and if he brought ten, a hundred would want to come up.His own rations are limited, so where can he find the spare energy to help others, especially in adversity, human nature is inherently evil, who knows if they will repay their kindness by robbing his rations and killing him.

Seeing that those people refused to leave, he pretended to start the engine and drove the car over, finally scaring them away.

At that time, the Battle of Changsha had just ended, and there were piles of refugees. Fang Wuyu walked all the way through the official roads and mountain roads. When passing through the towns, he asked about the marching route of the Eighth Route Army, and then continued on the road.

Until that day when a seven or eight-year-old child blocked the road, Fang Wuyu avoided him and continued on the road, but the child persevered and chased his car for a while.Fang Wuyu deliberately slowed down the speed of the car, and saw in the rearview mirror that the child was yellow and thin, neither crying nor fussing, just blindly chasing after his car.Fang Wuyu stretched out his hand and waved it back, meaning to tell him to get lost.Who would have thought that the gold chain on his wrist would suddenly break and be swung away by him, he hurriedly parked the car and searched all over the place, and finally saw the child holding the gold chain in his hand, and asked Fang Wuyu to give him a ride. Ken gave it back to him.

Fang Wuyu almost pushed the brat into the ground and beat him, but when the kid was about to throw it into the river, he had to put on a smile and asked the little devil to take the co-pilot seat.

The child's parents were dead, and he had no one to rely on. Seeing that Fang Wuyu had a car and food, he decided to rely on Fang Wuyu.Fang Wuyu has been domineering and domineering for so many years, how can he compare with him in this trick.The brat always wanted to sleep, and when he was sound asleep, he snatched back the gold chain secretly and pushed the kid out of the carriage.

The boy fell to the ground but still didn't cry, he just stared at Fang Wuyu with his red eyes.

Fang Wuyu started the car, and the gold chain attached to his wrist was shining in the night.Fang Wuyu hadn't been driving for long, stopped the car, stared at the gold chain for a while, and thought of Meng Xisheng.

After a long time, he cursed and turned the car around.

The kid was still standing there, finally laughing when he saw the returning truck shoot two white headlights at him.

This became the first person Fang Wuyu rescued, and then several more came up one after another.

This is to blame for that brat, every time he sees someone similar to him blocking the way and asking for help, he will stare at Fang Wuyu with those innocent and watery eyes, and Fang Wuyu ignores him, so he starts staring at Fang Wuyu. Fang Wuyu stretched out his hand to touch the gold chain.The strange thing is that Fang Wuyu didn't suffer from the torment of his conscience, but the torment of the golden chain, and he would always stop the car in discouragement and let the people blocking the road roll up.

An intellectual from Shanghai, a mother and daughter who fled from Changsha, and two wounded Chinese soldiers.

Fang Wuyu is very particular about picking people, and he will never let someone who doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

Except for the kid who got the best treatment and could sit in the co-pilot seat and drink from Fang Wuyu's water bladder, everyone else was placed in the rear compartment, where meat and vegetables were once kept.This made Fang Wuyu feel that he had towed a truckload of goods, and that he had become a personal trafficker. Unfortunately, this was a loss-making business.

Of course, Fang Wuyu would not always be a fool. Every time he arrived in the town, he would drive these people out of the car and let them figure out their own way.If he really cried out that he was helpless, Fang Wuyu went to the local Red Cross to take them in. If there was no Red Cross, he went to the local city hall. In short, he couldn't keep letting these people occupy his resources for free.

When Fang Wuyu came out of the army, he didn't bring any luggage, but only money and a gun. It's a pity that Andre's bottle of brandy.Relying on that money, in fact, he himself is barely getting by.He is a young dandy, he can't hold on to the money, as if his fingers are leaking, he spends it all when he gets it, and now he finally knows how to save money.However, Fang Wuyu felt that this was not "understanding", but "helpless".It's people who are in trouble and have to do it.

In order to survive, Fang Wuyu also learned how to pick up dead people.Along the way, in addition to seeing refugees, I saw dead people.Those dead people occasionally had some money on them. They were lucky and hadn't been picked up by others. After Fang Wuyu searched, facing the eyes of the people in the car, he jumped into the car and continued to start the engine.

When things were really tight, Fang Wuyu became a melon thief again.

Almost all the crops and fields that could be seen were murdered by Fang Wuyu, and that brat boy became his best partner, one big and one small cooperated tacitly, and Fang Wuyu finally felt that he had saved the wrong person.

Soon there was a lot of food in his carriage, such as watermelon, potatoes, and rice, which could not only fill his stomach, but also be sold for money.

There were times when I was unlucky and encountered robbers and Japanese soldiers.The robbers robbed a cart of stolen fruits, so he didn't kill anyone.When he refilled the carriage, he was very unlucky to meet two more Japanese soldiers.

Fang Wuyu gesticulated for a long time in the chirping birdsong of the two Japanese soldiers, making people think that he was a farmer transporting vegetables, and the people in the car were all his helpers.

While they were not paying attention, Fang Wuyu quietly made a few movements and said a few words, and everyone nodded in understanding.

After 2 minutes, they killed the two Japanese soldiers.

Fang Wuyu snatched the guns from their hands, aimed one shot at the head of each of them, and seized two guns.

This easily solved the enemy's speed, which made everyone a little dumbfounded, and couldn't believe what they had done.

Fang Wuyu was very proud of this, and he regarded himself as the commander of this slaughter.

In fact, this has little to do with Fang Wuyu, and it has little to do with those people.When they arrived, the two Japanese soldiers were already starving, and when they saw the food behind the car, they got carried away.Secondly, because of the language barrier between China and Japan, the robbers were authentic Chinese and were not deceived by Fang Wuyu's slick tongue. Fang Wuyu's head coldly shut Fang Wuyu's chattering mouth, otherwise he would lose his tongue before losing his head.And those two Japanese soldiers failed to see that Fang Wuyu was a slippery person, and couldn't understand what they were talking about.They were defeated by underestimating the enemy, their hungry stomachs, and the chirping birdsong for them.

Not only did they kill the two Japanese soldiers, but they also saw a Chinese soldier captured by the two in the woods.The opponent was seriously injured and had one hand cut off.The two Japanese soldiers had been driven mad by the predicament of being left behind and doomed. Fang Wuyu didn't really want to know what happened to this man's hands.

This Chinese soldier gave Fang Wuyu an important message. He knew the exact whereabouts of the Eighth Route Army. Finally, Fang Wuyu stopped listening to hearsay, and heard an exact destination from his mouth.

He stayed in Fang Wuyu's car for a whole day. Fang Wuyu had no medicine, so he could barely give him a bandage. Before he could be sent to the town hospital, he closed his eyes.

Fang Wuyu and everyone watched his body for a long time, and finally dug a hole to bury him.

There is no need to bury the bones in the mulberry land, there are green mountains everywhere in life.

Fang Wuyu drove a truck, carrying people, to the destination.After getting lost, dangerous shoals, and all kinds of wind and rain, he finally caught up with the Eighth Route Army after more than half a month, and brought a car full of people and food, which shocked the expressions of the soldiers on the opposite side.

Those people were handed over to the Eighth Route Army. When they got off the car, they sang a thank you song to Fang Wuyu as if they had agreed.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grasses. The evening breeze is blowing the willow flute, and the setting sun is beyond the mountains."

"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are half a few friends. Life is rarely a happy gathering, but there are many partings."

This song made Fang Wuyu terrified, and almost blurted out, telling them to stop singing.He heard the lyrics, as if some kind of prophecy, a sign of something, but he didn't dare to think about it.

After all, after listening to the song, Fang Wuyu saw those people's expressions of gratitude to him, his chest warmed a little, and he subconsciously touched the gold chain.

He waved his hand, turned his head, and scolded: "The singing is too ugly."

Everyone laughed together and said thank you to his back, including the brat who watched Fang Wuyu leave with big eyes blinking.

But Fang Wuyu couldn't find Meng Xisheng here. The platoon leader surnamed Helian told him that there was indeed a man named Meng Xisheng, but he had already returned to Chongqing.The platoon leader changed his tone and said worriedly, but when he left, the Battle of Changsha happened to be fought, and the traffic was completely cut off. I think he probably didn't go back smoothly. As for where he is now, I don't know.

Fang Wuyu seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and fell into a chair, without making a sound for a long while.

Until a clerk wearing glasses poured him a cup of tea in front of him, and talked about Meng Xisheng in detail with Fang Wuyu.

Mr. Shushu did not go with Meng Xisheng. He stayed in the army and became the platoon leader's pen.At this moment, he pushed his glasses, and under Fang Wuyu's gaze, he grinned at him.

This sour Confucian spoke in a very eloquent way, and what he could finish talking in two or three hours, he talked for a whole night.All those things about Meng Xisheng were spoken out of Mr. Fang Wuyu's heart.As the dawn was about to dawn, Mr. finally finished speaking, ending with a sentence: "I have never seen such a tough-tempered person like him, it really doesn't match his appearance."

Fang Wuyu sat still, and he didn't notice until the husband went out.

He imagined Meng Xisheng's suffering, imagined how his thin body would never fall down, how he pursed his thin lips, how he was unyielding, how he crawled across the battlefield amidst the hail of bullets...

Fang Wuyu couldn't calm down, he was so distressed in the twilight of the morning sun.

It was the end of 1940, and Meng Xisheng, who was far away, was driving a truck to the new barracks near dusk.