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Chapter 77: Old Plot (3)

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    Everyone's eyes turned to the girl who stood up on her own initiative. Zhang Xian was also looking at the girl. It was obvious that this girl was not a local Tai or Lao tribe member. It could be heard from her proficient Chinese.  She should also be a Chinese like the captured gunman.  However, when Zhang Xian looked at her, for some reason, he couldn't help but think of his late wife Tian Xiuxulai.  This girl has long black hair that is spread over her shoulders. She does not wear earrings in her ears like the local girls. She wears nothing, but it is enough to compare with the local girls; her skin color  She is not fair, maybe because she has been walking in the mountains and forests all year round and training every day, so she is still a little dark, but it is not rough; her face is not as round as the local girls, on the contrary, she is a little thin  ; Her brows are very light, but her eyes are very bright, which has become the biggest color in her face; if you just look at her profile, she looks exactly like Tian Xiuxiu when she was young.

    "Oh?" Gao Wei was also surprised by the girl who dared to come forward. He took the gun back from pointing at the gunman's head, put the safety on again and inserted it into his waist. Only then did the girl  He came over and asked her: "Are you also Chinese?"

    The girl did not evade, but nodded, with a cowardly look on her face.

    Gao Wei nodded and said approvingly to her: "You are a woman, but you are much braver than these grown men!"

    The girl did not answer. She cast her gaze on the face of the tied gunman in front of her. At this time, the gunman also looked at her blankly. Zhang Xian looked at the two people staring at each other, clearly a pair of lovers.

    "What's your name?" Gao Wei asked with interest.

    "Wei Hong!" the girl replied.

    "Wei Hong?" Gao Wei smiled and said as if talking to himself: "What a good name, defending the red? Haha, it seems that you are all bewitched by the Communist Party! Young people are always very  Gullible!" he said, pointing at the gunman and asking her: "What's his name?"

    Wei Hong hesitated for a moment, perhaps thinking that if she revealed her partner's name, would it be a betrayal?

    Both Zhang Xian and Gao Wei were waiting for Wei Hong's answer, but at this time, Wei Hong looked at the gunman blankly, not knowing how to answer.

    "Don't ask her!" Suddenly, the gunman turned his head stubbornly, looked directly at Gao Wei's face, and told him loudly: "My name is Lei Xiaoxian, and I have nothing to do with her.  A little bit of relationship!¡±

    "Lei Xiaoxian?" Zhang Xian was suddenly startled, and an unbelievable doubt flashed across his face. Of course he still remembered the name, and he immediately remembered what his old classmate Lei Lei had told him before he died. Lei Lei once had a watch.  Let him find a way to hand it over to his son, and his son is named Lei Xiaoxian. The reason why he gave it this name is because of Lei Ting's respect for him.

    Gao Wei obviously felt that this name seemed to have been heard before, but he couldn't remember who it was. After hearing Zhang Xian exclaim next to him, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Xian.  With a flashing face, he quickly asked: "What? Brother Xian, do you know him?"

    Zhang Xian shook his head, but looked at Lei Xiaoxian carefully, then nodded, and told Gao Wei truthfully: "Awei, do you still remember Thunder?"

    "Thunder?" Gao Wei was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Of course I remember him, and I will never forget him in this life!"

    "Lei Xiaoxian's son is called Lei Xiaoxian!" Zhang Xian solemnly told Gao Wei.

    "He" Gao Wei also couldn't believe his eyes. The two of them once again stared at Lei Xiaoxian's face. When they just saw this person, they thought of Lei Xiaoxian at the same time.  , now that Zhang Xian said this, Gao Wei felt more and more that Lei Xiaoxian and Lei Ting looked very similar, almost carved from the same mold, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

    At this time, Lei Xiaoxian, who was originally ready to accept death, couldn't help but froze when he heard Zhang Xian say the name "Thunder". His eyes were fixed on Zhang Xian's face, and he stared blankly.  This half-old man in civilian clothes, if this half-old man hadn't shot him just now and accidentally hit him in the leg, he wouldn't have been caught by these remnants of the Kuomintang so easily and become their prisoner.

    At this time, Gao Xiaobao walked out of Padang Town with a group of people. These people were members of the two hundred death squads sent out by Gao Wei. They walked over shoulder to shoulder and supported each other. Obviously,  Many of them were slightly injured, and many still had blood stains on their bodies.??, Zhang Xian and Gao Wei first asked Xiaoqiang.

    Before that, Gao Wei told Zhang Xian that Xiaoqiang was a mainland educated youth who was trapped in a Myanmar village during the Qingming Festival a year ago.  Because he felt that they were all Han Chinese and that he was an educated young man, he felt pity and brought him back.  As for Xiaoqiang's past, Gao Wei did not do much questioning. He only knew that he was deceived out of the country and went to Myanmar to participate in the so-called movement to support the communist cause and joined the armed forces of the Communist Party of Myanmar. However, the team was beaten soon after.  During the escape process, he and his companions became separated. He wanted to return to his country but was afraid of being held accountable and arrested, so he stayed in the border area and was in a dilemma.

    When he knew that the person in front of him who was so respected by Commander Gao was his uncle Zhang Xian, Xiaoqiang couldn't help but fell into his arms and cried loudly. Zhang Xian didn't know what kind of experience Xiaoqiang had, but he could  It can be felt that he must have experienced a lot of hardships at a young age.  Their conversation did not start when Xiaoqiang fled the country, but before the Cultural Revolution. Xiaoqiang's young mind had already recorded many memories that he should not bear. He told Zhang Xian about his father Zhang Xian.  Yi was overthrown, told about his aunt Wang Jinna being beaten as a rightist, about Liu Xinghua being devolved and reformed, etc. These things all made Zhang Xian heartbroken and unbearable, so he cried with Xiaoqiang, and he sat next to him and listened.  Gao Wei, Xiong Sanwa and Yuan Shaohua all listened to Xiaoqiang's narration and sighed; when they heard that their father Xiong Zhuoran had also been knocked down and framed, Xiong Sanwa, who originally hated his father, couldn't help but feel sad. At this moment  , although there is still some grudge between father and son, but as time goes by, it is quietly dissipating on both sides of the strait, leaving only the constant cutting and cutting of the family affection that is thicker than water.

    "Later, our home was confiscated, my aunt went to work at the May 7th Cadre School, and our brothers and sisters also went their separate ways. Wei Hong and I came to Xishuangbanna to work as educated youths. It was here that we met Lei Xiaoxian.  At that time, he was the captain and was very good to us, so we soon regarded him as our big brother! Before that, I really didn¡¯t know that he was the Wang Xiaoxian who had harmed my aunt!" Xiaoqiang said with regret.  As he told Zhang Xian, everyone listened quietly to his narration: "One day, he told us that there was a communist armed struggle in Myanmar across the country. We are all black elements in the country. No matter how hard we try, we can't  If we can't achieve anything big, it's better to go to Myanmar and make a living. Maybe when the revolution is successful, we can return home in fine clothes! In this way, Wei Hong and I were persuaded by him, and then under his planning, we were together in a  We secretly crossed the border to Myanmar at night. But when we arrived in Myanmar, we realized that the revolution here was as different as the revolution we imagined, but we had no choice but to join their guerrillas.  , in their guerrillas, there are many domestic educated youths like us, who all have the same beautiful dreams as us."

    Zhang Xian and Gao Wei looked at each other, and suddenly remembered that when they were young, didn't they also come here with a beautiful dream?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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