Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

You Xiangdong swallowed his saliva, organized his words a little, and then explained the purpose of his visit.

"That's it, Aunt Guo.

A man was sent down from the higher-ups to our village.

If it were usual, according to the old rules, no matter whether there was accommodation or not, we would be directly arranged to stay in the hunter's house halfway up the mountain, far away from the village.

But who could blame them? The people who were sent down this time were not ordinary people. They were old Eighth Route Army soldiers who had fought on the battlefield and killed countless devils.

Regardless of one's stance or not, since we fought the Japanese with real guns and swords, we should not criticize him too much.

What's more, someone above has specifically told us to take good care of the old man's health.

After much thought, I feel that it would be most appropriate to arrange it at my aunt's house."

Having said that, You Xiangdong paused and glanced meaningfully at Jing Yuan who was sitting on his right.

Seeing this, Ji Chunyu quickly patted his chest and expressed his opinion, his tone was fast and urgent, "Dongzi, I will go to clean up the house in a while, you can just bring the people back to live.

My parents were killed by the Japanese.

Since he is an old Eighth Route Army soldier who killed the devils, he is our benefactor.

We have nothing to repay you with, except that those shabby houses are still habitable.

Don't worry, let the elderly stay as long as they want.

Even if one day, something unexpected happens and someone dies in the house, my aunt will have no objection.

Bah, bah, bah! Look at my broken mouth, I'm sure you'll live a long life!"

When You Xiangdong heard this, his heart, which had been so high, instantly dropped half.

After all, everyone knows the difference between being unwilling to accept an arrangement and willingly letting others live in your own house.

"Okay, thank you, auntie. However, I'll have to trouble Jing Yuan for this matter."

"Ah I?"

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan, who was suddenly called, pointed at his nose with his index finger in surprise!

"What about me?"

cough cough...

You Xiangdong was so surprised that he coughed twice. He really didn't expect that Jing Yuan, who looked honest and simple, would one day show such a "lively and lively" expression.

How strange!

Could it be that people are in high spirits when good things happen, and their son's marriage is settled, so their mentality has become young and childish?

That’s right, the older you get, the more childish you become!

You Xiangdong thought about it for a while, and soon his logic became self-consistent, so he let go of this unusual idea!

"They were all sent down to our village. The obvious difference in treatment will inevitably make people think too much and attract rumors, which is not good at all."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan nodded in agreement, "That's indeed the truth."

Then, You Xiangdong shrank his body, leaned towards Jing Yuan, lowered his voice, and told him his plan in detail.

"The old Eighth Route Army soldier's surname is Jing, and his name is Jingzhe. If you count a few generations back, he might be your relative."

Such a familiar name!

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly lowered his head, pretending to be thinking seriously.

"This? Which one is this?"

Before I fled the famine, there was indeed a person named Jingzhè in my hometown village?"

When You Xiangdong heard this, he also found it strange. Could it be such a coincidence?

The flood rushed to the Dragon King Temple. Could it be that it was really someone from Jing Yuan’s family?

"Mu Shi, Zhe! Are they the same word?"

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan was startled. It was indeed the same word.

The youngest son of my second grandfather is named Jingzhe!

He is a real cousin of the original owner's father.

However, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan had no intention of exposing this relationship to the public.

After all, one should always be on guard against others!

So I just made up a pretext:

"That's unfortunate. The Chinese character for my hometown is three water drops, which means Zhejiang Province.

It is said that the elders in the family yearned for the prosperity of Suzhou and Hangzhou, so they gave it this name. "

“That’s such a pity!

But it doesn't matter. I didn't expect that there could be any relationship between two people who have nothing to do with each other.

cough cough...

This is what I originally thought. Since you all have the surname Jing, let's treat this Jingzhe as someone who is old and helpless and has come here to seek refuge with your distant relative.

If you agree, follow me to the commune and pick up the person.

Yuanzi, what do you mean?"

After You Xiangdong finished speaking, he stared straight into Jing Yuan's eyes.

"Okay, Village Chief! Let's go now!

Let's discuss this carefully on the way and see what's the best way to deal with this matter."

"Okay! Put on some more warm clothes. We'll go there by ox cart. We can go there early and come back early so we don't miss lunch."

"Is that so? My old cotton-padded jacket at home can't keep out the wind. I might as well just wear the quilt over my bed!"

"Hahaha...that's a good idea!"

……

The wind was bitingly cold, but the ground under the sunlight had already thawed.

After the ox cart passed by, two deep ruts were left on the wet dirt road.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at Jiudaowan Commune, exhausted.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan rolled up the quilt and jumped off the ox cart nimbly.

He stomped his feet on the spot for a while, then followed the village chief into the leader's office.

The village chief reports on his work.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan consciously stood at the door as a door god.

By the way, I secretly looked at the old man who was sitting against the wall. He had white hair, a straight body and a serious face.

Unexpectedly, I met the old man's eyes, which were slightly meaningful.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan blinked and looked straight ahead.

Space Marines, never give in, never be afraid of anything!

The two of them started to compete with each other.

Until a slightly flattering voice was heard.

"Chief Jing, there are only a handful of people with the surname Jing in our commune.

This is Jing Yuan from the guerrilla camp of the Sidawan Brigade, who escaped famine in 42.

The family is simple.

After I got married to my son a month ago, I asked my neighbor's grandmother to live with me.

His character is absolutely trustworthy.

Look, there is a vacant yard next to his house.

Don’t you want to eat and live alone in peace and quiet?

What a perfect fit.

If outsiders ask you, just say that you are Jing Yuan's cousin from the same village, and he came here to live with you because he is old.

You don't have to go to the fields to work, and the commune will give you food rations and other things separately.

Just think of it as Jing Yuan's filial piety to you.

As for you, just stay in the guerrilla village and recuperate.

Do you think it's okay?

"Okay, Jing Yuan is a bold and honest guy, which suits our taste.

You are busy, we will follow you to the guerrilla camp."

Jingzhe said this, stood up easily, and walked out with big strides.

Upon seeing this, the leader quickly stood up and went to see him off.

Fine noodles, white rice, malted milk filled a large bamboo basket, and after the boxes, cages, and bedding were loaded onto the ox cart one by one, there was only room left for one person to sit.

After Jingzhe sat down, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan stepped forward and led the cow back.

You Xiangdong felt sorry for Lao Niu and refused to ride in the car no matter what, so he followed along.

By the way, I chatted with the old leader about the situation of the guerrilla village.

It was freezing cold and there were few pedestrians on the road.

In addition, we deliberately took a long way to enter the village.

Therefore, the journey was peaceful and the ox cart drove smoothly to Ji Chunyu's house.

After unloading all the things on the ox cart, You Xiangdong very tactfully drove the ox cart away!

The leader specially selected him because the leader likes quietness. He dare not stay to curry favor with the leader and just make friends, which would only make him disgusted!

When there were only two people left in the room, Jingzhe couldn't help but speak:

"Jing Yuan, right? You're so brave.

Few people dare to look me in the eye for so long!

Aren’t you afraid of me?”

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan answered while making the bed:

"What do you have to be afraid of? He's not a bad guy!

To be honest, in 43, I also killed quite a few devils with my own hands! "

"Hahaha...not bad! Very refreshing, I like it!

By the way, I heard that you came here to escape famine. Do you remember where your hometown is?"