Li Liang strode out of their sight and disappeared completely after turning a corner. His steps were still cheerful, even though he was carrying a mountain of books and a Type 38 rifle wrapped tightly in oil paper on his back.
When Shuoyu and the others passed one corner after another, they finally saw their car again. Kang Ya in the car was still waving at them. Meng Fanle spoke again. He still didn't believe that the other party was really that stupid.
"Don't you really believe that the little ant can cross the river?"
"Why don't you believe it?" Shuo Yu turned his head to look at his dark little face.
"Why did he lie to us?" This was their group leader. He had been confused by Li Liang's previous series of small bombs.
"Maybe he's just trying to trick you. Didn't he cheat us out of a gun? Or maybe he's just a lunatic. Some people, even if they're so poor they only have a pair of trousers left, still tell others they have mountains of gold and silver. Maybe he's one of those people?"
"fart!"
“Bullshit!”
"Okay, okay, even if he did cross the river, can you guarantee that he's going to the other side to fight guerrilla warfare? Have you heard of guerrillas on that side of the river? What if he's going there to make a fortune in the national crisis?" Meng was annoyed by having two different spit sprayed all over his face. He changed his statement and believed that the other party would not go to the other side, which would make him feel better.
"Of course there are. There are also many Chinese people on the other side of the river who did not leave at that time." Shuo Yu said this without any confidence.
"How can he make money from the national crisis? Do you think he is Milong? The books he memorized are all banned books. They are just for burning! Can you make money from books? You have a stupid mind."
"Well, he had so much to carry on his back, how could he possibly fight guerrilla warfare? So he never even planned to cross the river."
Shuoyu was leaning against the car and thinking about this question. Kangya asked curiously, "Who is it? Who did they go to meet?"
But none of them said who they had just met. After all, the little Yugong was not a good person.
"Hey, you dead cripple, isn't it said that you have the worst mouth in the whole group? Everything becomes a lie in your mouth." Si La Si La smiled and pointed at Meng Fanle.
"That's right, maybe he really wants to cross the river?" Shuo Yu leaned on the car, looking annoyed. He still felt that Li Liang might really want to cross the river.
Sometimes people will have some small miracles from time to time, miracles that even they themselves are amazed by.
Then he was hit hard on the head.
"Only people like you think he's really going to cross the river. Do you think everyone in the world is like you, thinking that crossing the Nu River is like crossing a small puddle?"
"You're someone who tells the truth every day, so you think everyone else in the world should tell the truth. But look around at the people around you, especially our leader. Is there anyone who likes to tell the truth?"
"Even our Sichuan Army is just an old man's powerless dream~!"
Meng Fanle said a lot, the core point is that you should not always trust people. This habit is bad and must be changed. Wouldn't it be better to be like him and believe in nothing? If you don't believe in anything, you won't think about anything, and then you won't feel any pain.
"Hey, just talk, why bring me along?" Silasila frowned and looked at Fanla, pushing him.
"Why, am I wrong? Don't you feel that you are becoming more and more like a living ghost, Commander?" Silasila actually made a living ghost expression to him, like a face to tease a child, so Fanla gave him a silly face that looked even less like a living person.
Shuo Yu felt that the two of them were equally childish, so no one should criticize the other. The wind blew through his untied hair, and he looked into Gou Rou's dark eyes in the car. He really liked them.
"You damn cripple, just tell me what you're going to do."
"Commander, I need to ask for leave."
"No!"
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Shuo Yu also watched Meng Fanle leave them without a word, and turned his back to the wall not far away, twisting his body and pretending to hug and kiss other people. It was a bit corny and funny.
"You're so young, aren't you a good student?"
Shuo Yu didn't think Fan La would meet other women in Zenda City, except Xiao Zui. He raised his hand and stuffed the things he brought from the car into Meng Fan La's hands. They were all things that could be used in life.
"This is for Xiaozui."
Si La Si La also came over, took out two bills from his pocket, which made Shuo Yu and Meng Fanle stare at him in amazement. Didn’t he have no money?
"No, didn't you give all your salary to Milong?"
"I don't know how to cat? Do you want one?"
“Yes, yes, yes.”
"Two hours. We'll go back to the Flag-Sacrificing Slope first, and then come back to pick up that 90-year-old grandfather, the Moon Lady, or whatever."
"Four hours." Meng Fanle bargained for four hours. With his small body,
"Stop bragging. Do you really need that much time?"
"Of course he needs it. Xiaozui hasn't seen him for a long time, so he must have a lot to say. Four hours is not a long time. Fanla, don't make Xiaozui cry all the time. If I find out, you won't have anything to eat tonight!" Shuoyu glared at Silasila, then turned to look at Fanla, stuffed the package into his arms, patted his chest, stretched out two fingers, and warned him. He really didn't know why Xiaozui liked this rat spirit. Maybe love is just confusing, right?
"Okay, Master, I obey your command~!"
"Banxian'er, stop wasting time, let's go!"
“Here I come!”
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