The Little Tailor and the Great Warlord

143.

The atmosphere of trying to whitewash the peace before was broken. It was the first time that the little warlord spoke to the little tailor so seriously, but he didn't expect that it was a farewell.

They all knew that this trip might be a farewell to life and death, so they were entangled in each other and pressed on step by step.

But it was useless, the little warlord had already made up his mind.

"Look, you have thin arms and legs. If I really pay attention, I can knock you out and tie you up and send you away in the car, but I didn't do that." The little warlord looked at you without blinking. The person in front of him seemed to want to imprint his face and figure into his mind, deep in his bone marrow: "I know that no matter what I do, you will be angry with me, but I would rather be like this. I am doing well today. I told you, I am going to the southwest, you are not allowed to go, you give me a good time to go to the west and wait for me, without my consent, you are not allowed... you are not allowed to marry the girl to others. "

144.

Now that the story has come to this point, the little tailor also knows that he has no right to fight for it.

Also, what is he going to do?Really go to the later stage?

Don't make a fuss, he can only tailor clothes with all his abilities, and he can't pick up his hands or lift his shoulders when he is a logistics worker. Isn't he really making trouble?

As if a basin of cold water had been poured on it, the heart that had been ironed by the red sweet potato in the cold night instantly cooled down, and the persistence and heat in his eyes were gradually covered by a layer of water vapor. The little tailor didn't know what was wrong, but suddenly felt very wronged, twitching Pulling his nose, he even shed tears.

145.

The little warlord was holding his breath, but when he saw the little tailor's tears, he suddenly panicked: "You, oh my brother-in-law, you, you, don't cry..."

He wanted to reach out his hand to wipe the little tailor's tears, but the red sweet potato was covered with dust just after he took it, it would be better not to wipe it.Turning around in a hurry, he didn't even care about getting up even if he was cruel, and suddenly stepped forward and hugged her into his arms.

He couldn't stop patting the little tailor on the back. He comforted the little tailor just like his mother comforted him in the past: "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry..."

Where did the little warlord ever coax girls and children? He repeated a few words to no avail, so in the end, not only did he not stop the tears of the little tailor, but he also complained for nothing: "You bastard, I believe you!" It's evil. I promised that I would not leave it behind, and now I am going to dump me. You bastard, I, I... If you leave, I will marry my sister to someone else! "

146.

The little warlord was also very wronged, if he could, he would just open a tailor shop with the little tailor in such an ordinary way.

The little tailor made clothes, and he was there to help. He didn't need to earn a lot of money, he didn't need to be rich, as long as he had enough to eat.

Where does a home come from without a country, and where should they wander without a home?

If you are willing to give up, you will gain if you give up. Although the little warlord has never read a book and does not understand the principles, he knows that this time his choice is right.

147.

He held him in his arms for a long time, until the little tailor's crying gradually quieted down, and then the little warlord made another sound.

"I..." After thinking for a while, the little warlord simply tore off the buttons on his coat, and stuffed them into the hands of the little tailor without hesitation: "I don't know when I'm going to come back this time, but... this button You put it away, wait until you come back... When I come back, you can sew it up for me. I don't want others to sew clothes for me... In this life, my clothes... will only be given to you, brother-in-law."

The buttons of the military uniform are made of good materials, the size of a fingernail, and the tentacles are round and warm. The little tailor was stunned for a moment when he was forced to hold it in the palm of his hand.

He remembered that a few days ago, the two were still chatting around the stove, while he was sewing the button of the little warlord who didn't know when it collapsed, while he was talking about little stories about Jiangnan.

But in just a few days, everything has changed.

148.

After sobbing and choking a few times, the little tailor finally calmed down.

Tightly holding the button of the military uniform in his hand, he didn't say a word for a long time, until the little warlord was anxious to see what was wrong with him, he muffled his voice, and scratched the palm of the little warlord with his other hand , responded with a low "um".

The little tailor had always been shy and seldom made intimate movements on weekdays, so this scratching turned out to be the most active expression.

The little warlord was instantly overwhelmed by ecstasy, excited, moved, and speechless for a moment.

He knew that his brother-in-law was a talkative person, the one who cared about him the most, and of course the one who loved him the most and cared about him the most...

149.

Although it was time to say goodbye when the sun rose, the little warlord fell asleep smiling that night.

When we parted the next day, the little warlord thought that the little tailor would cry, but he didn't expect his brother-in-law to hold back a tear and even gave him a smile.

Looking at that smile, the little warlord was as excited as if he had been pumped out.

The road ahead is bumpy and there is no end in sight, but so what?The person his heart desires will always be waiting for him, illuminating his direction.

He hasn't done any great things in his life, but as long as he can survive well and give the little tailor a warm home, that's enough.

Two people with one lamp, one meal and one night's sleep, he has nothing else to ask for in this life, only hope that this humble wish can come true.

150.

The two ran in opposite directions, walking farther and farther, and the little tailor traveled westward and arrived at the base of the Anti-Japanese War not long after.

He opened a tailor shop in the base area, but because of the material, he usually doesn't receive any custom orders. Most of the orders are for garment transformation, or to help the soldiers in the base area prepare materials to send to the front line.

Although life is hard, but because he has hope in his heart, he has never complained or distressed.The harder and more difficult days have passed, so what is it now?

151.

But occasionally he would be tired, and every time he would move a chair to the yard, just sleep with his head facing the southwest direction without saying anything.

Holding the button given by that person in your hand, the attachment of your heart may attract that person into a dream, and relying on that dream, he will be able to continue.

In this way, year after year, dream after dream, the little tailor has been waiting for more than ten years.

The Japanese were beaten away, the national army was beaten away, the new China was unified, and the little tailor was waiting to become an old tailor, but the people he was waiting for never came back.

152.

I don't know if it's because I'm thinking too much, but the old tailor's temples are turning gray in his early thirties.

But he is in good spirits. Although several apprentices have helped him, he still personally tailors the fabric and makes some clothes he likes every day.

After people's life got better, the old tailor's shop also opened up, and the young apprentices left one by one to open shops in other places to live, while the old tailor was still alone in the small base, reluctant to move.

A disciple once asked, this place is really so good, master, you are reluctant to leave even for a minute?

The old tailor laughed, no matter how good it is, how can it compare to being in the city?

But he just couldn't bear to leave. If he left, what should I do if that person can't be found?

The little apprentice asked, is that person the "melon baby" that the master has always mentioned?

The old tailor nodded, isn't it the Gua Wazi, he has been thinking about Gua Wazi for half his life.

153.

I don't know how long it has passed since spring and autumn came, and the weather was fine that day, and the old tailor moved another chair to the small courtyard facing southwest and began to sleep soundly.

I don't know if the sun was too warm, he fell asleep within a few minutes of lying down, and today he was lucky, the person he had dreamed about several times but failed to dream of, this time he actually fell into a dream.

The man was still the same as he had just met, the piercing beard concealed his original good looks, but those eyes were as moist and charming as black grapes, and his soul was taken away by the blink of an eye. Children are hooked away.

He looked at the man with a smile, and heard him yelling loudly: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law... Hehe, brother-in-law..."

154.

"Big Brother... Big Brother..."

The old tailor didn't like to answer in the past, he was afraid that if he made a sound, he would disturb the person in his dream, but this time the voice might be too real, so he couldn't help but replied: "Hey, Gua Wazi."

Guawazi was taken aback, then narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Hey, brother-in-law."

It was deep and hoarse, with a strong nasal voice, and the old tailor felt his ears itch, as if the voice was right next to his ears.

No, in the ear...?

Opening his eyes abruptly, the little tailor thought he had fallen asleep, otherwise how could the person he had been thinking about day and night be right in front of him.

"You..." The old tailor stretched out his hand tremblingly, and he didn't confirm until his palms were itchy from the beard prick. He was not dreaming: "You... are back?"

The man remained motionless, looked at him without blinking and said with happiness in his eyes: "Hey, I'm back."

155.

The spring sun is just right, and the people who left home finally return.

As for waiting...

"I call you melon boy, Rilongbao, poke poke, Fang Brain dares to make me wait so long! Let me tell you the fuck, if you come back a fucking day later, I will marry my sister to someone else !(╬￣dish￣)”

"Hey, don't hit, don't hit, don't twist your ears... Brother-in-law, I was wrong, I was wrong... I was wrong ahhhhh!!!"