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Chapter 57: Chinese New Year (3)

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    When he heard Xiong Sanwa shouting "Wang Jiang", Zhang Xian, who was dispersing the onlookers, couldn't help but trembled. He turned around involuntarily and saw clearly the white man who was dragged up by Xiong Sanwa and He Qiang.  He looked like a diner, wearing a very old blue cotton gown with two patches on it.  The clothes were obviously a bit too big and didn't fit him properly. They were baggy and looked like a monk's robe.  His figure is no longer as tall as it used to be, and now he looks thin and short, perhaps under this wide gown.  He should be no more than thirty years old at this time, but now his face is not as white as before. On the contrary, it looks rough and black, and the beard on his face is exploding like a hedgehog. Although it is not long, his face looks  He looks like he is nearly fifty, and the skin on his face has become looser, and the layers of wrinkles are much more obvious.  There is no hat on his head, which is quite good. He still maintains the short haircut he had when he was a soldier. In fact, it is a short haircut but it is much longer than the short haircut. It should be considered a flat head!  Although Wang Jiang's face has changed a lot at this time, he just looks much older and is not unrecognizable. For Zhang Xian, he has been with this classmate for so long, even if he just listens to his words, he can still recognize him.  of.

    At this time, before Zhang Xian even came close, you could smell the strong smell of alcohol emanating from his body, and he couldn't help but frown.  Fortunately, Wang Jiang heard Xiong Sanwa's call and was looking at Xiong Sanwa with wide, drunk and red eyes. He didn't notice Zhang Xian behind Xiong Sanwa. It might be Zhang Xian.  The change was even bigger, and he didn't recognize it at all.  But obviously, he still recognized Xiong Sanwa. Although he was still a little confused, he still called out his name tremblingly: "Xiong Sanwa?"

    Xiong Sanwa showed an expression of disgust on his face. He suddenly let go, and Wang Jiang's leaning body fell to the ground again with a "snap". He Qiang, who was holding Wang Jiang on the other side, also almost fell with him.  fall.

    "Sanwa? Do you know him?" Before Zhang Xian could come over, Xia Yang was already in front of him.

    Xiong Sanwa nodded and told Xia Yang: "He used to be from the 11th Division and was a major and deputy commander, but he was greedy for life and feared death and killed many of our brothers. In the end, he was taken back to Wuhan and sentenced to five years by the military court.  Who knows why he came to Kunming again after being sentenced to a year's sentence?"

    Xia Yang certainly understood that the person Xiong Sanwa was talking about must be a major in the Kuomintang army, but now that the war was over, Wuhan had been liberated long ago, and the Kuomintang war criminals would definitely be released.  But Zhang Xian knew why Wang Jiang appeared in Kunming, because he was from Yunnan. Now that he was released from prison, where else could he go without returning to his hometown?

    When he fell, Wang Jiang was still trying to get up. However, when he heard Xiong Sanwa recounting his history, he actually understood in his heart and his hands softened.  He failed to support his body and fell to the ground again.

    Xia Yang frowned and said to Xiong Sanwa: "Sanwa, even if he is a death-phobe, it is already a thing of the past, not to mention he has paid the price for it. In other words, we are liberated now.  We can no longer look at the problem from the old perspective. Aren¡¯t you also actively asking to join the party? Now this person is just an ordinary person. How can you be justified in treating ordinary people like this?"

    Xiong Sanwa's face turned red and white at Xia Yang's words. Although she was unhappy, she had nothing to say, so she had to shut up.

    "What should I do with this person?" He Qiang couldn't help but ask Xia Yang.

    Xia Yang turned to look at Zhang Xian and asked, "Ah Shui, what do you think?"

    Zhang Xian thought for a moment and said, "He's drunk and lying here will be trouble. I think it's better to send him home!"

    Xia Yang nodded, turned to the audience who had not completely dispersed, and asked loudly: "Does any of you know where this family lives?" After asking twice, a rickshaw driver said: "I know.  , he works at Nanping Warehouse and lives on Nanping Street over there!"

    Xia Yang turned to Zhang Xian and said, "Ah Shui, arrange for two people to take him home!"

    Zhang Xian nodded and volunteered: "Then it's better for me to go?"

    "How about that?" Xia Yang said, "You are the captain of this patrol team. Who will lead this team if you leave? I'm not familiar with it!" As he said this, he cast his eyes on Xiong Sanwa again and ordered:  "Sanwa, send him back!" In this patrol, in addition to Yu Deshui and Xiong Sanwa, he also knew Wu Xiaoyang and Wang Peng. Only Xiong Sanwa was here in front of him, and Xia Yang could only  Call him.

    Xiong Sanwa pouted and wanted to say something, but she heard Zhang Xian warning: "Sanwa, if the battalion commander asks you to go, just go. It's not like going up to Daoshan! Are you still afraid?"

    &nbs??  "Xiong Sanwa thought, and her mouth became full of excitement.

    "There is a more important scene!" Zhang Yi said again.

    "What is it?"

    "Haha, the army commander may invite some celebrities from Kunming to celebrate with the people. He wants them to know that our People's Liberation Army is not like those Kuomintang soldiers. We can not only fight, but also sing, dance, and be martial and literary.  . Haha, so before listening to the play, a military-civilian get-together will be arranged. We cannot just rely on people from the cultural troupe to perform. According to the commander's wishes, each battalion must present at least three performances, that is, each company must present one!"

    "How did this happen?" Xiong Sanwa and Wu Xiaoyang both shouted, and even Zhang Xian frowned.  Xiong Sanwa couldn't help but say: "New Year, New Year, I thought this year was going to be easy, but I didn't expect it to be worse than any other year!"

    Listening to his words, everyone couldn¡¯t help laughing, but thinking about it, he was right. For people like them who only know how to charge into battle, if they have to put on a show, it¡¯s basically just trying to catch up and let the strong men embroider!

    "What's so difficult about this?" Seeing the grimaces on everyone's face, Xia Yang said disapprovingly: "We have a lot of talented people in our camp. Can we just do a three-and-a-half-sentence line first, and then do a lotus falling and a chorus?"

    Zhang Xian shook his head and said to Xia Yang, "Battal Commander, it's only one day until New Year's Eve. It's too late to do a cantata!" Indeed, the cantata still needs to be rehearsed, and many people are tone deaf.  Teaching now also takes some time.

    "If you can't do a chorus, just do a solo!" Xia Yang changed his mind.

    "That's good!" Xiong Sanwa clapped her hands: "By the way, Brother Ah Shui can sing, he can definitely do it!"

    "What are you talking about?" Zhang Xian couldn't help but stare at the young man, and at the same time confessed urgently: "Batalion Commander, don't listen to him, my voice has changed, it's hoarse and hoarse, I can't sing at all!  "

    "Haha, Ah Shui, don't be so modest!" Xia Yang said with a smile: "When I was in the hospital, I heard Xiaohu say that you sing the best! Haha, what does it mean if you have a scratchy throat? Are you a man!  As long as you can sing accurately, look at us here, no one can sing more accurately than you!"

    Zhang Xian knew that Xia Yang had made up his mind, so he could only look at Xiong Sanwa bitterly, and said to the battalion commander: "I can't sing alone, I think I can sing with Sanwa!" He wanted to  Bring Xiong Sanwa along with him, who told him to talk too much?

    Xiong Sanwa immediately understood what Zhang Xian meant, but said shamelessly: "I'm not afraid of being ugly. If you insist that I sing with you, then I will sing with you. I still like singing, but I can't.  good!"

    Seeing the two people making fun of each other, Xia Yang was happy to enjoy the success, and of course nodded in agreement.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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