Chapter 1 Question (Eight Dimensions)

The four of them didn't want to talk about those unsightly topics, so they had a good time having a good time on the picnic. Especially Zhou Heichang, he realized that he had lost his identity when he was angry, so he made jokes and did his best to liven up the atmosphere, making all the listeners around him fall back and forth.

In addition to some jokes that liven up the atmosphere, the one that everyone talked the most during the meal was Zhang Songling. He was chasing the traitor Zhu Er, who had been chasing thousands of miles away. His actions in the Black Stone Guerrillas in recent years, as well as the endless business ideas in his mind, as well as the changes that these business ideas brought to the guerrillas, the Wuqi Yete Right Banner, and the entire Heishi Village. Almost all of them were interesting topics of conversation. As everyone talked, the gap between them became thinner and thinner, and they felt that the other party was familiar and worth getting close to.

This young fat man, who is not old and speaks and does things very reliably, is a link that connects everyone together. Without him, Peng Xuewen might not have taken the initiative to find Zhou Heichang last time and go to the city gate of Heishizhai with the latter. Without him, Zhao Tianlong might not have owed such a big favor from Red Beard, so he joined the Black Stone Guerrillas with his own body. Without him, Peng Xuewen might not have violated the discipline of the Military Control Commission and had to find a way to make meritorious service and push Siqin onto the plane to Chongqing. Without him, Zhou Heichang would not have been stimulated and would have decisively accepted the recruitment of the Northern Army and fought for a breath through promotion of his position and military rank.

In the past three years, Zhang Songling has been like a needle dragging a long thread, connecting everyone's destiny one after another, and devoted himself to the torrent of the times, making everyone shine in it. He himself has also done many things that his peers cannot imagine with the help of these friends, and has reached the forefront of the times in an instant and is in the wind.

"Why didn't I see that he is that good? He is just a fool with a thief heart but not a courageous one. He is full of sourness." Not everyone agreed with Zhang Songling. At least, Siqin's personal maid, Heye, who was cutting meat for everyone, looked down on him. He heard everyone praise him for being in the sky and unparalleled on the ground. He couldn't help but put down his knife and sneered his lips.

"Where you go there, you are all adults, so how can you be the only one child talk?" Siqin immediately raised her eyes and whispered to Heye.

"I'm young, but it doesn't mean I'm stupid." Xiao Heye Men stood up aggrievedly and walked away muttered. As her boss, Siqin had to pick up the wine bowl and apologize to the others here. "Don't be angry, it's all my fault. I've always been too indulged in her, so she doesn't know how to advance or retreat."

"How could I smell a strange smell from it?" After finally seizing an opportunity to attack Siqin, how could Zhou Heicang not hold on to it quickly, "What happened to Fatty Zhang? Depending on the situation, Xiao Heye never wants to mention him again in his life."

"Oh, I'm so troubled." Siqin's face turned slightly red when asked, took a sip of wine and said embarrassedly, "Didn't everyone meet again on the banks of the Nalin River some time ago? I saw that he was too old and there was no one around him to pack up his clothes. So he planned to promise him another little sister, Qinglian. Unexpectedly, he didn't know what was going on, so he rejected my proposal in front of a lot of people, which made Qinglian very embarrassed. He still didn't want to come out to meet people, so He Ye."

"Okay, it depends on your doing this. The mandarin ducks have not been matched up, and they have joined forces with enemies." Zhou Heitan secretly glanced at Peng Xuewen and joked with gloating.

"That won't be." Zhao Tianlong smiled and took over the conversation and explained in a low voice, "We Mongolian women are not so scrupulous. Qinglian is just a little tender and will get better after a while. As for He Yeer, there is nothing she has to do here. When Qinglian gets ready, she no longer feels that fat people don't like anything. Lao Peng, do you think this is the case?"

"I'll tell me?" Peng Xuewen was slightly stunned when asked, and then he realized that Zhao Tianlong was speaking to him in a different way. He felt a little sour, but at the same time he knew clearly that as a cheap brother-in-law, he had no reason or qualification to ask for anything from Zhang Songling.

My sister has passed away for more than four years. Not to mention that she had no covenant with Zhang Songling, even if she had a covenant, the four years of waiting were enough for this man to write a letter to his wife to show off his specific period of prostitution. Thinking of this, Peng Xuewen smiled and shook his head, and responded angrily, "What can I say? It's his own business. I can't knock him out with a stick behind my back and stuff him into the woman's bed, right?" (Note 1)

After changing to a slightly normal tone, he continued to add, "He is indeed a big boss, and it is indeed time to get married. What does the Qinglian girl you just mentioned look like? If it is really suitable, we might as well create opportunities for them both."

"It's twins like the lotus leaf just now." Zhou Heicang was very gossipy. Seeing that Peng Xuewen didn't care, everyone introduced Zhang Songling's wife, he immediately responded enthusiastically, "The two ladies look exactly the same. They have been raised in the royal family since they were young. They learned the rules of the prince's family. It's a pity that the two sisters looked down on me, otherwise I would marry them together."

"It's you." Siqin stood up all over her body like a hen protecting her nest, and looked at Zhou Heikang with a cold face. "You don't count. How many people have you raised in your family? He even beat my sisters with a shame. Tell you, if you die as soon as possible, our Qinglian and Heye Leaf will all become old girls and will not jump into your fire pit."

"Why has our family become a fire pit again?" Zhou Heichang jumped up in anger and shouted loudly, "My wife is worry-free and never quarrels with each other. If anyone dares to bully people, once I find out, she will be exposed immediately."

"Yes, who dares to bully people in front of you, Battalion Commander Zhou, and you have to take advantage of the time you can't see it." Siqin was disgusted by the phenomenon of polygamy from the bottom of her heart, shrugged and continued to criticize, "When I see few of the tricks between women, on the surface, they are full of smiles on the surface, and they spread their palms, who is not holding a knife? When there is no child, fight for themselves. If there is a child, fight for children. If there is a greedy person in the mother's family, even if she is willing to give in, the family must push forward desperately behind her back. When will the male owner die in the family be completely peaceful?"

"You" Zhou Heichang was not right to stand or sit, and rolled his eyes with a bowl of wine, "Curse me, just when will I offend you? You want me to die."

Although he was speaking loudly, he felt a little weak in his heart. Since becoming the battalion commander, he married four wives at home. He always thought that he could enjoy the blessing of the people of the Mongolian nobles. Unexpectedly, troubles came one after another. Although he was not so troubled that he could live to the death as Siqin said, the families behind the women were not easy to save money. Not only did he make the base he had finally established, but he always wanted to interfere in the affairs of the independent camp. But he had never learned the skills of the Mongolian nobles in the family management, so he often had a headache. Sometimes he would rather take his brothers out to run outside than go home to deal with those messy things.

"She has always been quick-talking. She says whatever she thinks, don't be serious with her." Unable to let Zhou Heikang be too embarrassed, Zhao Tianlong stood up with a bowl of wine and smiled and found a way for Zhou Heikang, "Come on, I haven't seen you for a long time, we two have done this bowl."

"No, I haven't seen each other for many days. If it weren't for the purpose of welcoming Lao Peng, I guess you two wouldn't have time to pay attention to me." Zhou Heicang raised the wine bowl and ran into Zhao Tianlong, muttering and complaining while siping a small sip.

"What are you saying? Do you dare to speak louder?" Siqin immediately blushed, picked up a whip from her feet, and threatened with her watery eyes.

This level of threat does not work for Zhou Heicang at all. When he saw Siqin blushing, he wanted to take advantage of the situation. "I didn't say anything. I said you two have been together recently and don't have time to pay attention to me. Isn't it? Hey, don't hit me, don't hit me, I really envy you, Brother Long, I said you are in your thirties this year, why don't you marry her home quickly?"

As he spoke, he bowed and crawled behind Zhao Tianlong, and never showed up again. Siqin whipped two whips in a row, and was embarrassed and angry, his eyes were full of fire, "Damn, you need to care about our affairs. If you have the ability, you should hide behind him for the rest of your life, otherwise, I will see if I will suck you to death today."

"I don't care, I don't care." Zhou Heicang drilled half of his head out of Zhao Tianlong's armpit and continued to tease loudly, "In this world, who can control you except Brother Long? You said, is it, Brother Long?"

"Okay, stop making trouble, Siqin is almost annoyed by you." Zhao Tianlong pulled Zhou Heichang out of the back and slapped twice on the butt to warn him, "Come on and continue to barbecue, you are all the battalion commander, and you are still so unrealized."

"Why is it not in a good state?" Zhou Heichang immediately jumped behind Peng Xuewen, using the other party as a shield to block Siqin's knife-like gaze. "Marrying a wife and having children is a first-class event in life. Otherwise, one day we will be buried, who will continue to use our gun to attack the Japanese? You said, Lao Peng, are you right?"

"It sounds a bit reasonable, but when you say it from your Zhou Heizi, it always makes people feel that the taste is not right." Peng Xuewen and Siqin are not as familiar with Zhou Heizi, so it is not convenient to intervene in the jokes between them. After thinking about it, he commented in an unbiased manner.

"The truth is the truth, no matter who comes out of his mouth." Zhou Heicang did not pull the Allied Army and shouted unwillingly, "I said Brother Long, Siqin, why are you two going to drag you? I'm in love with you, if I were you, the child can ride a horse now. Don't tell me, it's the one named Fang who is causing trouble in the middle. Hi, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with me?"

No one answered his question, and suddenly there was a silence around. Between the two standing figures, a pile of flames were constantly pounding and pounding.
Chapter completed!