Chapter 1 Early Spring (Eight)

There has never been a time in this life. Zhang Shouling's thinking has been as chaotic as it is now. Sometimes he thinks that the lieutenant colonel that his brother had exchanged for his life could not be left behind easily. Sometimes he is afraid that his brother would really offend a senior figure in the Kuomintang and would be retaliated in a confused manner. Sometimes he thinks about taking his brother back to a place that others don't know and hiding it and spending his life safely. Sometimes he is afraid that he will delay his brother's future. The aroma of roasted lamb and stewed fish rolls around and keeps drilling into his nostrils, making his attention drifting between reality and imagination, and it is difficult to concentrate for a moment.

"No matter what, I have to take him away from here first." When the transparent oil began to drip along the sheep's back and onto the charcoal fire, Zhang Shouling finally made up his mind, "A place where even military pay has to be earned by business, what future can it have? No, I was hated by the third child for the rest of my life after fighting. After the red beard came, I had to tell him in person that our mistress was not yet adult and he could not decide the matter himself. My brother, who was the elder brother, must take him home after his father's order."

As the elder brother who stood up to help his father support his father's door, Zhang Shouling knew his brother's stubborn temper very well, so he didn't want to talk too much to Zhang Songling. He was going to find Hong Beard, the highest commander of the Lamagou guerrillas, to point out his attitude to the other party, "Even if he doesn't want to let the mistress leave, as long as the two of us get into a quarrel, the third brother has no reason to help outsiders. If the red beard punches me again, even if the third brother doesn't want to leave, he has to follow me."

Thinking of this, a sneer slowly surged on the corner of his mouth, grabbed the seasoning bag on the beach, and began to sprinkle chili powder on the meat. The red chili powder was flirted with the charcoal fire, and a stream of blue smoke immediately burst out, and together with the meat fragrance in the air, it became more and more seductive.

"It's almost done, it's almost done." Zhao Tianlong jumped up from the fish pot, pulled out a dagger, and quickly cut a hole on the back of the sheep. While examining the meat inside, he twitched his nose and said, "It's already gone, I'm a little thinner. There's no way. The sheep in spring is fat, fat, bring me the pieces of stones I just washed. We two are ready to cut the meat. I guess the Red Team and the others should arrive too."

"Well, the royal palace is not far from here, it is probably coming soon." Zhang Songling stood up, and agreed while looking around.

Before he finished speaking, several horses were galloping towards this side, running on the big dark horse in the front. A thin and thin old man waved hard at Zhang Songling, "Little fat man, I heard that your elder brother has come to you. Have you bought enough wine? Do you want me to bring two more jars?"

"Enough, enough." Zhang Songling waved at the other party very familiarly, "I have bought the wine and the meat has been roasted, so I'm waiting for you to eat."

"What are you waiting for? After the baking, you can eat it first and leave a bone for me." The old man jumped off the horse with a very disproportionate age, strode toward the charcoal fire. While walking, he stretched out his hands enthusiastically to Zhang Shouling, "This is Captain Zhang's brother, welcome, welcome,."

"Brother, this is our Captain Wang, Captain Wang Hong, Red Beard, Captain Wang, this is my brother." Zhang Songling quickly pulled his brother and quickly introduced it to both sides.

"I've been disturbed, I've been disturbed." Without the introduction of his younger brother, Zhang Shouling also knew that the person coming must be the famous red beard. He strode forward and held four hands with the other party.

He was very thin and his hands were very average. If he had no mental preparation in advance, it would be difficult for Zhang Shouling to associate the thin and thin old man in front of him with the legendary red beard that could make half of the grassland earthquake. This made him feel more confident about the successful take away his brother from the grassland. He said to himself: "When I finish drinking the first bowl of wine, I will mention this matter to him in public to see what reason he can come up with to evade me."

"Not like it, no like it, not like it at all." Red Beard could not guess the twists in Zhang Shouling's heart. She looked at each other up and down while shook her head with a smile, "No wonder Xiao Zheng and the others almost arrested you as spies. To be honest, you and the little fat man look really different. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell at all that they are two brothers."

"Isn't it? The eldest brother is fair and clean, but the little fat man is as black as smoked." The other two guerrillas following Red Beard also smiled and shook their heads.

They didn't mention that Zhang Shouling himself was not paying much attention. He looked back at his younger brother again. He felt that Zhang Songling looked too far from what he looked before leaving home. Not only was her skin surprisingly dark, but she also had a chivalrous spirit in her eyebrows and eyes. Her shoulders were half a foot wider than her and her head was more than three inches taller than her. In contrast, her brother seemed weak and white, like a scholar who turned a blind eye to the world.

"It's very similar. Xiaobao and the others are careless and don't think about this at all." Fearing that their brother wouldn't stand the joke of Red Beard, Zhang Songling took the initiative to help relieve the situation, "Everyone, hurry up and sit down, the meat will get old if it's roasted."

As he spoke, he first found a clean stone to arrange for his brother to sit down, then pulled out a Mongolian knife from his waist, walked to the charcoal fire to help Yunlong cut the meat.

"The little guy actually tried to take care of me! Haha, I have been traveling around the world for so many years, and I have never experienced any big scenes." Zhang Shouling was amused by his younger brother's delicate behavior, but he still felt warm in his heart, as if a small hand stove was put on the clean stone. While he was sighing, Zhang Songling had already handed over a piece of roasted lamb back meat on a clean stone flake. It was as thick as three fingers and more than half a foot long. It was golden and glittering with oil and fog, which made his eyes hot.

"This time it's clear that the two brothers are here." "Is it true, good things must not be cheaper for outsiders." The guerrillas joked loudly and "protested" Zhang Songling gave the best piece of mutton to his brother. Zhang Songling did not fight back and continued to share the meat for everyone. After everyone was divided into one piece, they put down the knife and picked up the porcelain bowl that had already been filled with wine. "Today"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhang Shouling first. "Our third brother is on the grassland these days, thanks to everyone's care. I'll do this bowl of wine first."

"Brother, you are polite." Red beard, Zhao Tianlong and several other guerrillas present raised their wine bowls and greeted Zhang Shouling from afar.

A bowl of wine quickly saw the bottom. Zhang Shouling ate a few bites of mutton and began to brew the next token in his heart. Although this meal was a treat by Zhao Tianlong, he had to take the initiative. Otherwise, it would be difficult to find an opportunity to show his attitude to Red Beard and calmly escape from the guerrillas' "fire pit" with his younger brother.

"I have it." A flash of inspiration in his mind, and he picked up the second bowl of wine, "I heard from the third brother that when he was chased by the Japanese last year, Mr. Hong and his brothers saved him. He did not dare to thank him for his kindness. As a brother, I would like to everyone to pay another bowl of respect."

After saying that, he picked up the second bowl of wine and drank it all in one go.

"Brother, you're so polite. We really don't have to say these polite words between us. If it weren't for Captain Zhang, we would have been killed by the Japanese with poison gas bombs." Hongbei, Zhao Tianlong and others raised their wine bowls and drank for another round. Then, with a little drunkenness, they naturally told how Zhang Songling dragged the Japanese to attack the Japanese for two or three days with a rifle last year. Although this is not the first time he talks to outsiders, he still speaks with emotion and thrilling.

As parents in the world, there is no one who doesn’t want to listen to others praise their children, let alone these words come from the mouths of rare heroes such as Red Beard and Jiyunlong. As Zhang Shouling listened, the blood all over his body began to boil. When he turned around and looked at his younger brother, his eyes were filled with pride.

'My brother actually saved Hongbeard, Ruyunlong, and the entire Lamagou guerrillas. My brother actually made two Japanese soldiers busy and ignorant. He has such a skill, and where can the world go? Even if he follows the Communist Party, what am I thinking, in this place where poor birds can't poop, no matter how capable he has, what can he make?'

After biting the tip of his tongue hard, Zhang Shouling forced himself to turn his thinking back to the "serious" place, and looked down again. He had eaten most of the mutton on the stone slices. Before he knew it, he had already drunk all the third bowl of wine.

A guerrilla team had already carefully filled him with the fourth bowl of wine. While advising him to drink more, he told Zhang Songling another story in vivid detail. "You don't know yet. Our Captain Zhang's shooting skills are absolutely nothing to say. When I hit the Russians last year, I followed his butt, more than a hundred meters away, and the other party was lying behind the body, with a crooked handle in front of him. Our Captain Zhang poked out a gun from the shell crater. Ping, Pong, only two robbed him."

"He was lucky and was caught." Zhang Shouling was modest for his younger brother while drinking big gulps. He could see that his younger brother was very popular in the guerrillas. Not only was he appreciated by Red Beard, but other brothers were also very nice and convinced. 'If I directly said that I wanted to take the third brother away, Red Beard would probably not turn against me on the spot even if he couldn't bear to leave. However, the third brother would inevitably blame me in the future. Ruyunlong and other brothers would probably think that I am selfish and do not deserve to be Zhang Songling's elder brother. Hiss, how can I say it more tactfully? How can everyone not hurt the harmony?'

After searching his stomach, he found that some things are easy to think, but they are really difficult to do.
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