Siheyuan works as a nanny for Shazhu

Grandpa Huang laughed, "Boy, I didn't scare you, did I? I'm a retired soldier, and I've taken more than eight or ten lives. After all these years, I'm still used to it on the battlefield. As you said, this is called murderous aura, but I don't feel anything."

"Oh, uncle, you are also a retired soldier. You were in that unit. Did you fight the Japanese a lot at that time? I have nothing to do now, so tell me about it."

After saying that, Jiang Feng handed over the pack of cigarettes in his hand, and took the old man's teacup, wishing he could put it to the old man's mouth.

As a person from later generations, it is impossible for us to experience the cruelty on the battlefield. The most direct way to understand it is to watch movies and TV series, but those have also been beautified, and some too cruel scenes cannot be reflected.

Jiang Feng found a small stool at the door and sat down next to the old man, listening to the old man recalling and talking about his days in northern Shaanxi. People used to say: one generation fought three generations of wars and suffered three generations of hardships; they just sighed, but now after listening to what Uncle Huang said, I realized that it was much more profound than what I saw in books and movies.

Things like eating belts and tree roots while crossing grasslands were commonplace. Although Uncle Huang did not participate in the Long March, his squad leader was one of the people who survived the Long March, and he heard all these things from his squad leader. At that time, there was no food, no clothes, and even bullets were issued when going into battle. Each person was given a fixed number of bullets. It was even more difficult when injured. There was a lack of medical care and medicine. Minor injuries were bandaged with some wood ash. Serious injuries had to be able to survive a war before they had a chance to be sent to the rear. Those who could not survive died on the battlefield.

Jiang Feng burst into tears when he heard this. Grandpa Huang touched his head and said, "Don't be sad. After we have gone through all this hardship, you will be able to enjoy a happy life."

Jiang Feng wiped his face embarrassedly: "After listening to what the old man said today, I finally understood what kind of life the older generation lived. My father died when I was very young, and now he is designated as a martyr. I enjoy the honor of being a martyr's relative. All this was earned by my father's life. The life we ​​live now is also earned by their generation."

When Mr. Huang heard that it was a martyr's relative, he also sat up straight: "Your father also participated in the Liberation War, in that unit, maybe I know him."

Jiang Feng told Uncle Huang about his past experiences in the village, and also told Uncle Huang the unit number he had followed Uncle Huang's instructions, and the year he died in the enemy's rear. Uncle Huang thought about it and had heard of the unit number, but didn't recognize it: "I have always been in the army. Your father went to work behind enemy lines, so I basically didn't run into him. Besides, when your father was in the army, they were operating in the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei region, and I was in northern Shaanxi at the time."

Jiang Feng didn't think much after hearing this. It was uncommon to meet a retired soldier who was from the same unit as his father's. However, he was a living martyr and was worthy of our respect.

Jiang Feng said to Mr. Huang, "Uncle, I'm sorry to bother you. I need to go in and look for the radio. You take a rest first. I'll go in and look for Uncle Liu."

"Hey, go ahead, you're a good kid, study hard, and only when you learn good skills can you build China better."

"Okay, thank you, uncle." Jiang Feng walked inside and made up his mind that next time he had a repaired electric fan or radio, he would definitely give one to Uncle Huang.

Jiang Feng walked to the place where radios were piled up with ease and saw that there were only 6 radios on the ground, but there was no electric fan today. Come to think of it, those that can be sold as scrap have been used for who knows how many years.

Jiang Feng put on gloves and checked each radio one by one. There was no major damage on the outside. He ran to Xiao Li to say hello, took a rope, tied all six radios together, and carried them to the warehouse.

I just asked Xiao Li, Uncle Liu is sleeping in the warehouse. After entering the warehouse, Jiang Feng knocked on the open door. Uncle Liu saw Jiang Feng coming: "Xiao Feng, why are you here so soon? Didn't you just buy something yesterday?"

"Uncle Liu, we have dismantled all the other machines, and only one has been repaired. I thought there were a few left yesterday, so I will take some time today to take them back together. If they are no longer working, I will send them over together."

"So fast, young people are just energetic. In this weather, we feel sleepy sitting here. We fixed a few more today." Master Liu was still confused while talking, and then he realized what Jiang Feng had just said: "You said you fixed one, really."

"Yes, one of them had a broken electron tube, so we just dismantled it and replaced it. I guess they didn't have anything to replace it with at that time, so they sold it as scrap."

"Then you are really lucky. Most of the items here are junk. The repairman who came last time didn't look that good to me. He didn't check it out."

Jiang Feng also concealed the matter of the electric fans, for fear of scaring people by saying that he had repaired so many things at once. Besides, the electric fans could not be repaired by a repairman alone. If he had to replace the motor, it would be no problem, but asking him to rewind the motor coil would be a bit embarrassing.

"Uncle Liu, you see I took all the radios here today." Jiang Feng raised the radio in his hand and asked, "I don't know when I'll get another one. This is enough for me to take apart for a day or two when I go back."

After hearing what Jiang Feng asked, Master Liu threw his previous thoughts out of his mind and said to Jiang Feng, "It's not that fast. There are more than a dozen of them. We bought them in the first half of this year and have kept them here. We usually clear our inventory at the end of the year. Those that cannot be repaired are sent back to the factory. Now the country is in a tight spot on everything, so we have to dismantle those that can be reused."

"Oh, Uncle Liu, if you still receive these electrical appliances, please keep them for me. I come here about once every two weeks. School will start soon, so I can only come on weekends. Do you have anyone this weekend?"

"Everyone has gone home on weekends. Only Mr. Huang is on duty here, watching over the place. He lives in the small house in front of the door. If you have any questions, tell him and he will pass on the message to us."

"Okay, I'll just tell Mr. Huang when the time comes. Take a look at these, I want them all, give me the invoice."

Master Liu took a look, took out the receipt, wrote it in a few strokes, stamped it, and handed it to Jiang Feng: "A total of 150 yuan."

Jiang Feng took the receipt and handed over the money he had prepared. Master Liu took the money and counted it: "No problem, remember to leave one for me if there are more repairs. I will buy it at the normal price later."

"I don't know yet, but one is enough at home. If I can fix it, I will send it to you. But you have to wait. I plan to send it to Mr. Huang if I can fix another one this time. Mr. Huang is a veteran. I admire soldiers the most."

"Well, you're a good kid. Mr. Huang is a retired veteran and he's not married. He's alone at home and has a radio so he can have some entertainment. You're really thoughtful. I've already issued the tickets this time. I'll give you a better discount next time you come."

"Hey, thank you Uncle Liu. I'll be leaving now. It's really hot. I'll be sweating in a short while. But don't tell Uncle Huang yet. I don't know if it can be fixed."

"Yeah, I know. Go ahead. It's too hot in the warehouse."

After hearing this, Jiang Feng picked up his things and walked outside. The sweat on his body was probably so wet that even his pants were wet. It seemed that he would have to take a shower when he got home.

Before leaving the house, he still said hello to Grandpa Huang, carried his things, and rushed back to the courtyard. After entering the courtyard, he parked the car. At this time, the third aunt was sitting at the door of the house. When she saw Jiang Feng carrying back a bunch of radios, she opened her mouth in surprise, but she just said hello and didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Feng first sent the radio to He's house. He Yushui had already gotten up and was sitting in the house reading a book. After a few words, Jiang Feng said, "I'm soaked. I'll go back and take a shower first."

After saying that, Jiang Feng ran to his room, took a bucket, filled two buckets of water, went back to the room and bolted the door, and entered the space with the buckets. He didn't even have to take off his clothes. With a thought, he was in the puddle. Jiang Feng took a bath, rinsed his body with clean water, came out to change clothes, filled the bucket with more water, and took it to the pool outside to pour it out. The weather was too hot, and the water in the space would be dealt with in the evening.

After cleaning up, Jiang Feng went to He's house again and looked in the water tank. He had finished drinking all the soda, so Jiang Feng put the remaining five bottles in the tank, took out two bottles, and handed one to He Yushui. He Yushui perked up all of a sudden: "How come there are still some? I checked, and there's no more in the tank."

Jiang Feng scratched He Yushui's nose and said, "Of course we have it. There are ten bottles here, and I have ten more. But there are only three bottles left. Let's drink together when Brother Zhuzi comes back in the evening."

He Yushui wrinkled her nose: "Don't scratch my nose. It won't look good if it collapses." She picked up the soda and started drinking. Jiang Feng looked at the time. It was just past four o'clock. He found an unwanted bed sheet in the room and spread it on the table. The newspaper used last time didn't work and it tore after a few scratches.

I took out all the tools and started to disassemble the radios, one after another. This time I didn't clean each one carefully. After a simple cleaning, I found that three of the six radios could be replaced. According to experience, there should be no problem after the replacement. However, I didn't have time now as it was almost time to get off work.

Jiang Feng picked up the soap and went out to wash his hands. When he came back, he started preparing dishes in the house. It was good that no one was out. The dishes at home were all produced in the space and would not go bad. The meat was still fresh. He would have some noodles with gravy tonight and would roll the noodles by hand. Jiang Feng diced the meat in the kitchen, prepared the onions, ginger, and garlic, diced the mushrooms, and cut two cucumbers into shreds. After preparation, he put them in the kitchen and put three or four eggs in the cupboard.

When he was ready, he started to knead the dough. The flour he ate was all white flour, while the dry noodles sold outside were made with two-grain flour, which was not very chewy. After Jiang Feng kneaded the dough, he put it in the kitchen to rise.