The second set of rural feelings three, with righteousness exchange emotions

  Xiao Yu was still hitting Zhang Biao: "You knew I was a girl at that time, but you kicked me, it's clearly bullying!"

  Zhan Biao smiled and said: "At that time, I didn't believe you were a girl, so I wanted to hear your voice again. If not, I would have kicked you once more."

  "Can you kick out your cousin Xiaobao?"

  They stopped in front of a large mansion, Da Yu and Zhan Biao halted their footsteps, Xiao Yu said softly: "This is the location of Xiaobao's room. Unfortunately, she left and never came back."

  Zhan Dongdong and Sakura pieced together their past acquaintance through the fragmented words of several elderly people. Sakura whispered to Zhan Dongdong, "Can you get me a complete version of 'Jin Ping Mei'? I know it's a comprehensive sex culture book from China's Ming and Qing dynasties."

  Have you ever seen a dog chasing a cat? If the cat is timid and runs away, the dog will chase it to death until the cat climbs up a tree; if the cat doesn't run but arches its back and shows its might, the dog will only circle around the cat. After kicking Xiaoyu's two legs and making her run away, Zhan Biao and Xiao Feng not only didn't leave but instead stood with their hands on their hips, furious and intimidating. The villagers immediately stopped in their tracks, and even the dozen or so dogs didn't dare to come closer.

  Zhan Biao angrily shouted: "What are you doing? Without distinguishing between right and wrong, you're attacking us. We're anti-Japanese soldiers, do you take us for beggars?"

  One of the villagers replied: "You central army ran away, where did you resist Japan? And every time you pass through our village, you rob things, not even sparing chickens and ducks."

  At this time, there were still villagers coming over, and two 16- or 17-year-old boys holding iron hoes rushed into the crowd, looking at Zhan Biao and Xiao Feng and pointing at them, saying: "These two must be deserters, or even child soldiers. Leave your guns behind and run for your lives." After that, the two of them raised their iron hoes and swung them at Zhan Biao and Xiao Feng.

  Zhan Biao was born on March 8, 1918, and was just over 19 years old at the time, while Xiao Feng was 18 years old. Although they were sturdy and robust in build, their faces still looked youthful and immature. Who would have thought that they were formidable heavy machine gunners, and also skilled martial artists who had been training since childhood? The two of them calmly and unhurriedly took down their opponents with a single move each. Zhan Biao used the iron shovel to grab his opponent's arm, and with a thousand-pound drop, he flipped him over onto the ground, holding his arm and wrist in a reverse joint lock. The young man let out a loud cry like a slaughtered pig, but then gritted his teeth and endured without making another sound. Xiao Feng, on the other hand, used a swift and precise throat-locking move to grab his opponent's neck with his arm, causing him to turn red and gasp for air as he was choked.

  The villagers around were all frightened and Piao shouted: "Go find the adults to come, is there anyone in charge of this village?"

  At this time, four or five more people hurried over. A man in his 40s wearing a long gown walked at the front and shouted: "Two bosses, spare your subordinates." Behind him were two slender girls, one with short hair like a city girl student, looking around 17 or 18 years old, and the other was the girl who had been kicked twice by Zhang Biao, this time she let her braids down, looking also around 16 or 17 years old. Further behind were two more men, looking relatively steady, walking calmly.

  Zhan Biao and Xiao Feng let go of each other, Zhan Biao rubbed the young man's wrist and said: "Fellow countryman, I'm sorry, luckily you're not Japanese." At this time, Zhan Biao heard a girl say: "Xiao Bao sister, it was him, he kicked me..."

  The young man who got up shook off Zhang Biao's hand and asked back: "What's wrong with not being Japanese?"

  Zhan Biao laughed and showed his white teeth, saying: "If you were Japanese, this arm would have been cut off." Behind him, a "pu" sound of laughter came from Xiao Bao. All she said was: "Xiaoyu, fortunately you are not Japanese, otherwise your butt might not be intact."

  That man in his 40s understood, the four guns at their waists hadn't been drawn, so they were friendly. He stepped forward, cupped his hands and asked: "Two sirs, my surname is Yuan, are you from the National Army on the mountain? I don't know why you're guarding here and not leaving, why don't you go find your troops?"

  Zhan Biao also straightened his waist and replied, "Old Man Yuan, we have military duties, but we haven't disturbed the village before. This time we came to visit, first to see if there are any people who have returned from outside to understand the war situation, and second to exchange some vegetables and grain with our fellow villagers."

  As he spoke, he put the backpacks behind him and Xiaofeng on the stone mill by the street, took out the things in the bag and placed them on the grinding disc. As he arranged the items one by one, the villagers around him stared with wide eyes.

  There were two packs of cigarettes, four cans of food, six bars of soap, 10 bags of salt, 10 packets of biscuits, and 20 boxes of matches. A flashlight was also found. Additionally, a book fell out, which Zhang hastily put back into his bag - it was the "Jin Ping Mei" that he had been secretly reading, and he had already reached the third volume.

  Then Zhang Biao picked up a fragrant soap and two canned goods, looked up and met Xiaobao's gaze. Xiaobao smiled politely at the time. It was this smile that Zhang Biao never forgot for many years, always telling Xiaobao it was a lightning-like smile, one smile determined fate, one smile determined marriage! Sometimes he would also tease Xiaobao saying it was a fox's smile.

  Zhan Biao suppressed his heartbeat and looked at Xiaoyu, saying: "I'm sorry about earlier, big sister. Here's a piece of fragrant dried tofu for you." He then threw two cans to the two young men who were being held down, saying: "One can each, consider it an apology."

  Xiao Yu happily accepted the soap, bowed and said: "Thank you big brother..." Xiao Feng introduced from the side: "Call him Biao Ge." Xiao Yu continued to say: "Thank you Biao Ge, then don't kick me again in the future, okay?" Xiao Bao said from the side: "This is called fragrant soap, Xiao Yu, you must use it sparingly."

  Zhan Biao said to Yuan Bo, "Consider these things as a little token of our goodwill. As for whether there are vegetables and grains, you decide what to give, if you have them, that's fine, if not, that's also okay. We can still get by."

  Yuan Bo looked at Zhan Biao's generosity and courtesy, then said to the two foolish villagers: "Er Min, Guai Zi, you two go back to your homes and bring a basket of turnips and a basket of potatoes. Xiao Yu, you go home and get a bag of high-quality millet. Xiao Bao, our family will contribute a bag of white rice and a bag of sweet potatoes." Xiao Yu, Guai Zi, and Er Min looked at each other with discontented expressions, feeling they had been taken advantage of, but then looked down at the things in their hands and said nothing more. Everyone knew that clever Yuan Bo had kept most of the goods for himself, but he would certainly use them when the villagers needed them most.

  Yuan Bo turned to Zhan Biao and said, "If there were two more of you, you wouldn't be able to carry it. Come back for what you need later. By the way, brother, how should I address you? What's your military rank?"

  "My name is Zhan Biao, I'm the monitor of the senior class. Thank you, Uncle Yuan! Also, Uncle Yuan, can you help us find a few more casual clothes?"

  Yuan Bo thought for a moment and said, "You're the class leader, you won't have more than ten people under your command, so I'll give you ten sets. Also, if you want to know about the current situation, just ask my daughter Xiaobao, she and her teacher just returned from the big city."

  Zhan Biao and Xiao Feng were shocked. Yuan Botao was too formidable, and with one sentence, he had exposed the number of people on their side, which couldn't be judged just by looking at the rank of the class leader.

  This time it was a formal introduction to Little Treasure, and Little Treasure smiled slightly and leaned in to whisper: "Biao Ge, you can listen to me talk about outside things, but there's one condition." Biao was again electrified by Little Treasure's smile, and upon hearing that there was a condition, he hesitated and didn't dare to respond. He thought, what kind of condition could it be? If she wants my heavy machine gun, what should I do? If she wants me to marry her, what should I do? The first option is absolutely impossible; as for the second option, alas, I don't have such good fortune, this beautiful schoolgirl.

  Xiao Bao noticed Zhang Piao's hesitation and continued: "I didn't think you were so petty! Actually, my condition is very simple. Can I... can I borrow the book in your bag to take a look?"

  Zhang let out a long breath, his face red like a piece of red cloth. This redness was partly due to being called petty by Xiaobao, and partly because "Jin Ping Mei" was a pornographic book: "That book isn't for you or other women to read."

  Xiao Bao snorted: "You can see it, why can't I? I've been to college and haven't even read 'Jin Ping Mei', how humiliating. Please, Biao Ge."

  "Alright, there are six volumes in total. I'll bring you the first one another day."

  Suddenly, Xiao Feng pointed to the mountain and whispered: "Biao Ge, there's a situation!" Everyone looked up and saw a wisp of blue smoke rising from the top of the mountain. Zhan Biao took out his binoculars and looked, seeing two trees repeatedly standing up and falling down, and said to Yuan Bo: "That's our signal, two enemy vehicles are approaching."