Therefore, no matter Wei Ran or Suisui, they have heard the old people in this village say more than once since they were young: which reed swamp around here once sank a Japanese steamboat, and who and who from which village nearby died in what year?

place, or maybe the prototype of the gazi blocking the chimney in the movie is actually so and so from which village.

In addition, Wei Ran, who came here for summer vacation when he was a child, often took Suisui, who also came here for summer vacation, to fish in the water, climb trees and dig out bird eggs, and even blocked the chimney of his grandma's house. At the same time, he also looked forward to one day when he would be lucky.

, can fish out a tortoise box from the water.

Reminiscing about his childhood, Wei Ran drove the car into the village and finally stopped at the entrance of an ordinary farmyard.

This is Wei Ran's grandma's house, and the neighbor next to it is Suisui's grandma's house. Thanks to the good relationship between the two mothers, although the two courtyards still have their doors open today,

There is also an additional door opening on the courtyard wall in the middle of the house.

Before Wei Ran could open the car door, Suisui ran out of the yard. With a flattering look on her face, she came up to her and asked solicitously, "Are you tired from the journey? Can I help you carry your luggage?"

"Come on, come on." Wei Ran was the first to put his phone in his pocket, "Be honest, or I will send the transcript to my aunt."

"you are vicious!"

Suisui muttered through gritted teeth, picked up all the things in the trunk with an aggrieved look, and ran into the yard first with the silly dog ​​whose tail was wagging like a propeller.

Wei Ran, who was following behind, had not yet entered the door when he smelled the aroma of fish and pancakes. Under Suisui's shouts, Wei Ran's grandma and grandpa also came out from different directions in the yard.

"You little thing are finally back!" Wei Ran's grandma held a kitchen knife in her hand and greeted in a loud voice, "Hurry, hurry, hurry! Come in and warm yourself up."

"Grandma, are you waiting for me to take the pot?" Wei Ran asked jokingly.

Only then did the old lady notice the kitchen knife in her hand, "Hey! I was chopping vegetables here, and I forgot to put it down in a hurry."

"Suisui said you would come back at noon, and your grandma would start preparing it after dinner."

Wei Ran's grandfather said as he walked over from the pig pen with a shovel on his shoulder. This old man's surname was Han. Like most of the old people in the village, he fished in the summer and made banquets in the winter. Although he was not a rich man in his life.

It's expensive, but because of his seniority, he has a lot of prestige in the village. If any family has a wedding or wedding, they will basically ask this old man to come and preside over it.

Wei Ran handed the gift in his hand to Suisui, who had already run around, and asked curiously, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

"There was a strong wind two days ago, and the roof of this old pigsty collapsed."

Mr. Han led Wei Ran into the house and said, "I don't want to just tear it down and turn it into a vegetable plot before the Chinese New Year. Anyway, I haven't raised pigs for more than ten years. Keeping it will take up space."

"I'll help you unpack it after dinner."

"Just don't do anything, I'm just waiting for you."

Wei Ran's grandfather took off his apron, mask and hat as he spoke, "Go to the back room. The tea is ready. Suisui, don't run away. Let your brother move it by himself."

"Grandpa told you to move by yourself."

Suisui, who had finished her third trip, put her hands on her hips and said proudly, but when she saw Wei Ran taking out her cell phone with a smile, she immediately gave in and changed her words, "But I'm losing weight, so I'd better move!"

"Cowardly and stubborn"

Wei Ran put away his cell phone, picked up a few gifts, and said to the old man who was washing his hands and face, "I'll go sit in the east courtyard and I'll be back later."

Wei Ran's grandfather wiped his face and said, "Go! Then ask them to come over for dinner."

After passing through the small door in the wall of the two courtyards, Wei Ran was warmly welcomed by the two old men again before entering the house.

Unlike Wei Ran's grandfather, the old man of the Zhou family was a serious traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Unfortunately, when it was passed down to his generation, the only skill left was massage and bone setting.

When Wei Ran was young, it was not uncommon to see unlucky people in this yard who had broken bones or dislocated their hands and feet for various reasons from all over the country, screaming and asking the old man to splint their bones.

Such a magnificent scene, even he himself experienced it once.

Although more than ten years have passed, the crisp "crack" sound when the old man easily pushed the dislocated bone back into its original position when I was a child is still fresh in my memory.

Mr. Zhou naturally also liked Wei Ran, a gangster who had blocked his chimney more than once. If Wei Ran's grandma hadn't already prepared a meal, he might have left him behind.

After putting down the gifts and chatting with the two elders, the two elders sat at a table with the two young men, Wei Ran and Suisui, and had a lively lunch.

After eating and drinking enough tea, Grandpa Wei Ran put on his old clothes again, put on a mask, gloves and hat and prepared to continue dismantling the pig pen. Wei Ran had nothing to do, so he simply found a pair of tattered clothes to put on to help.

But Suisui, this little thing, cleverly brought her grandparents and Wei Ran's grandmother to a table together, and started playing mahjong with great shouts.

In the yard with a slight wind blowing, Wei Ran was vigorously waving the pickaxe under the command of his grandfather, dismantling the pigsty made of green bricks. At the same time, he also listened to the latter's talk about ancient times.

According to Grandpa Wei Ran, this pigsty was originally a wing of an old house, with a history of at least seventy or eighty years. Later, when he got married, he built a new house on the original site, and the family crowded into the small wing.

Later, when the new house was built, most of the old house was demolished, leaving only the last small room that was converted into a pigsty.

"Grandpa, there seems to be something in the hollow wall."

The disgraced Wei Ran pointed to the half-demolished wall and said, in order to save materials, these old houses are all hollow. They have just demolished it all the way, and it is really a nest of snakes and rats inside, filled with a lot of mold.

Grain grains and snake skin mixed in.

"what?"

Mr. Han, who was responsible for transporting bricks under the courtyard wall with a trolley, came over to take a look, then grabbed a rusty iron rod that was covered by moldy grain and dust, and prepared to lift it out.

However, contrary to their expectations, the seemingly inconspicuous iron rod turned out to be terrifyingly long. After pulling it out by half a meter, not only was the head missing, but its back half was stuck.

Wei Ran's curiosity was aroused and he immediately became energetic. He picked up the pickaxe again and dug out the green bricks stuck with yellow mud and threw them on the cart. Then he dug up the dust that had accumulated for more than half a century.

And mixed with all kinds of garbage.

However, even so, when he finally dug out the second half of the rusty iron rod, he had almost demolished the wall. At the same time, he also found a second iron rod inside.

stick and two heavy aluminum lunch boxes.

What Wei Ran couldn't understand was that each of the two large iron rods was nearly three meters long, with bits and pieces of green paint still remaining on them. The two iron rods were the same length, similar shapes, and thin.

One end is as thick as a fertilized cucumber, and the thicker end even exceeds the wrist.

And not only is the thin end inlaid with a piece of wood that looks like a gun head, but the thick end is also bound by two thick iron pieces to a piece of bad wood in the shape of a shoehorn. In addition, one of the iron rods

On the top, there is also an iron pin in the shape of a "bow" tied with hemp rope.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Grandpa, what is this for?" Wei Ran asked doubtfully.

"You don't know?" Grandpa Wei Ran came up with a look of emotion on his face, "This is the big lifting pole, which the Yanling team used to beat the little devils back then."

"Is this a big lift?" Wei Ran's eyes widened, "So old?"

"It's not just a big lifting pole. I used this thing to hunt wild geese when I was a kid, but the one I used was much shorter than this one."

Wei Ran's grandfather pulled off the rough wood on the thin ends of the two iron rods with familiarity, and then exposed the black muzzle of the gun. Wei Ran went up to take a look, and he could still smell a strong smell inside.

Engine oil smell.

"Why do we have this thing in our house?"

While Wei Ran was asking, he couldn't help but put his finger into the muzzle of the gun. The inner diameter of the large lifting rod must be 20 mm at least. This can be called a small cannon!

"That's what you asked."

Grandpa Wei Ran said matter-of-factly, "When I was a child, not only every family had it, but at least half of the ten households had it. But the two of us are so arrogant that we might have actually fought the Japanese."

Seeing Wei Ran's confused look, Mr. Han squatted down and untied the bow-shaped iron pin that was tied to the big lifting pole. Then he didn't get up, but moved directly to the thicker end of the two big lifting poles and put them together.

After tightening it, he put the iron pin on the end and then said, "This kind of big lifting pole is specially put on the boat. The muzzle of the gun is placed on the bow of the boat, and the iron pin and hemp are used on the rear buttocks.

The rope is fixed to the boat."

When Wei Ran also squatted down on the side, Mr. Khan picked up a chicken feather at his feet, found the end of the big lifting rod, and then poked a small hole that was also sealed with a thin wooden skewer, and continued to explain,

"The fire doors of these two big lifting rods are together. When you need to fire the gun, just push the thick incense stick upward. When the two big lifting rods are fired together, if you are on the water, you can push the small bed to

He backed away several meters."

"Grandpa, how many meters can this thing hit?" Wei Ran asked after him.

"That's hard to say." Mr. Han thought for a while, "I guess a hundred or ten meters should be no problem. If it is forty or fifty meters, two or three layers of cast iron pots can be penetrated."

Wei Ran subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the tattoo on his hand that was covered by two band-aids. But after he calmed down, he immediately gave up the thought he had for a moment. The bruises on his chest and elbows have not completely faded yet.

What's more, although the pistol doesn't have to worry about bullets for the time being, the crucial semi-automatic rifle has been empty in Teng County.

While he was thinking about it, Mr. Han also opened the two heavy aluminum lunch boxes. Wei Ran curiously went up to take a look. One of the lunch boxes was filled with iron sand, which could be used as a plate.

On the lid, there is also a piece of incense stick thicker than a cigarette butt, a roll of rags and a box of matches.

The other lunch box was filled with wet black powder and two nearly rotten goose feathers. In addition, there was a small funnel made of ox horn buried in the black powder.
Chapter completed!