Cheng Mingxuan hugged Lao Hei and said goodbye.

Lao Hei decided to follow the People's Liberation Army troops and left willingly.

In Lao Hei's own words, he wanted to follow the People's Liberation Army to do something to return to his hometown in Fuxin, and he could no longer live cowardly. Moreover, he had already lost a brother and he wanted to find Shuanzi and Caiwang no matter what he said.

return.

Lao Hei is a man, and Cheng Mingxuan promised him that he would take good care of his wife and children in the family after returning to Fuxin.

"Don't worry!"

Cheng Mingxuan said this but felt uncomfortable! Nowadays, no matter whether he joined the army or wandered, he was always in danger. I don’t know if there is still tomorrow after today, but how much is the process of “commitment” and “being promised”

It can give people expectations and hope!

So, why be too stingy!

After a simple farewell, Cheng Mingxuan finally embarked on the journey back. But going home was not an easy task. He now had two dollars in his body and walked back thousands of miles in the smoke and war with his legs.

The Fuxin City outside is simply a fantasy!

But he does not regret it at all. As long as a person has thoughts and beliefs in his heart, he does not know how to be afraid.

On the fifth day after leaving the People's Liberation Army, Cheng Mingxuan will begin to realize the seriousness of this problem.

The sky in September is so hot, as if a little Mars can cause an explosion.

Cheng Mingxuan finally saw a village, but he wasn't sure how many days he had left the road and where he had gone. The two dollars he had already spent, and he thought about getting to his fellow villagers' home to ask for some dry food, even a bowl of water.

It’s okay, just do your best to speed up your journey.

When he got closer, he found that there was no one in the village. This was not the first time he encountered this situation. Because of the war, many villages moved all the villagers to the so-called "As soon as they heard the troops passing by, they helped the young" and transferred all the villagers to the so-called "

"Safety area", either the sweet potato cellar I dug earlier, under the bridge, or in the dry well.

Cheng Mingxuan touched his gusting stomach and searched for a long time. He found that it was not the case. There were signs of fighting in this village. After walking two more steps forward, he saw two piles of wheat straw in front lying next to the pile of wheat straw.

A dead body, one was shot in the head and the other was shot in the chest, and the two were still holding half of the moldy cake in their hands.

Cheng Mingxuan wanted to see that they were about to start the gun battle, and they were shot dead in order to steal the half of the cake. I don’t know how many days ago it was, and it emitted a foul stench.

Cheng Mingxuan pursed the cracked corners of his lips, pulled two cloth shoes that had already flowed out of water, limped to the dead body, drove away the flies that were landing on it, and used all his strength to peel them away.

Holding the fingers of the cake, he pulled it out.

Moving forward, carrying two dead bodies, and throwing off the stinky shoes that could kill a cow, only to see several large and small waters on their feet, soaking them in sweat.

It hurts thornyly.

He stuffed half of the blood-stained pancake into his mouth, and felt a moment of dry retching and wanted to vomit it out. After stroking his throat, he swallowed it raw.

What food is he swallowing? It is clearly the taste of death.

"Yu Lanzhi—Yu Lanzhi—Yu Lanzhi—"
Chapter completed!