This killer star of the War of Resistance Against Japan was only 9 years old.

Chapter 226 Old Yu



Chapter 226 Old Yu

Slowly closing the courtyard gate, Old Yu walked towards the village entrance without looking back.

It was now 9:30 p.m.

The bright moonlight shone on the snow-covered land, reflecting a cool, clear light.

"Woof woof woof woof..."

Old Yu, who was walking on a village path, was startled when he heard a dog barking at the village entrance ahead, but being cautious, he immediately hid to the side.

Because the big yellow dog at the village entrance won't bark randomly at night unless it encounters unfamiliar people or things.

Just as Lao Yu had taken refuge in the courtyard of a nearby house, he heard Big Yellow from the village entrance let out a whimper.

Then there was no more sound.

The entire village fell silent once more, and alarm bells rang in Lao Yu's mind. He completely concealed himself in the darkness.

A pair of sharp eyes were fixed on the dirt road leading into the village.

Time ticked by, and Lao Yu remained motionless in the darkness like a statue. But his serious face and furrowed brows revealed that he was not as calm as he appeared.

But just then, a conversation suddenly came from the darkness ahead.

"Xiao Luo, we're almost there. Lao Yu is such a good cook. I'll have him make you a ton of delicious food later."

"Um... does Old Yu know how to make braised pork? I want to eat braised pork."

A girl's voice echoed through the quiet village.

"Yes, yes, yes, when we get to his place I'll have him make it for you."

Upon hearing the young man's voice, Lao Yu froze on the spot, and the package in his hand slipped and fell to the snow.

But Lao Yu was completely unaware at that moment. Upon hearing that familiar voice, it was as if a thunderclap exploded in his mind.

Just then, several figures appeared in Lao Yu's listless eyes, which finally made Lao Yu, who was in a state of shock and joy, move.

When Lao Yu could clearly see the face of the tall man in the middle, who was over 1.9 meters tall, he unconsciously shouted at the person in front of him.

"Is it...is it...Xiao Zheng?"

The sound was soft and trembling, but it was crystal clear in the otherwise silent village.

The tall figure, who was striding along the dirt road in the village, suddenly shuddered.

My eyes involuntarily turned toward the direction from which the sound came.

He said in a trembling voice,

"Uncle Yu?"

"Hey, it's me."

When Lao Yu heard the word "Uncle Yu," he slowly stood up from the darkness and responded to Zheng Yang.

When Zheng Yang realized that the person in the corner was indeed his Uncle Yu, he ran towards Uncle Yu's location with great strides, as if he were a bullied child finding his parent.

Zheng Yang hugged the somewhat hunched-over Lao Yu tightly.

"Uncle Yu, Xiao Qi is dead, Sister Wang is dead, the team leader has been arrested, and I'm the only one who escaped."

Although Lao Yu already knew the outcome, he was still shocked when he heard the news from Zheng Yang. These words shattered the last glimmer of hope in Lao Yu's heart.

Wait, that's not right.

Old Yu shoved Zheng Yang aside and, ignoring Zheng Yang's bewilderment, hurriedly asked.

"You're saying Xiao Yu isn't dead? He was just arrested?"

"Ah."

Zheng Yang wiped away the tears in his eyes and nodded very firmly to Lao Yu.

"Is the news...is the news accurate?"

Old Yu asked in a trembling voice.

Zheng Yang nodded again, and was about to explain when a slightly helpless voice came from the side.

"Gentlemen, let's talk somewhere else. I'm carrying a pig. Besides, this isn't the right place to discuss these things."

Bai Luo, seeing that the two were about to have a long talk on the dirt road, had no choice but to interrupt their conversation.

Old Yu, whose conversation had been interrupted by Bai Luo, realized that this wasn't the right place to discuss such matters. He quickly responded.

"Yes, yes, this is not the place to talk. Come with me and let's go home first."

As Lao Yu spoke, he quickly picked up the package on the ground and prepared to lead Bai Luo and the others back to his courtyard.

Carrying his bundle, Lao Yu walked onto the dirt road, his eyes subtly observing the group of people who had returned with Zheng Yang—to be precise, a boy, a girl, a bear, and two dogs.

But when he saw that the two children were each carrying a wild boar and a roe deer, Lao Yu couldn't help but kick Zheng Yang, whose hands were empty.

Regardless of the two children's identities, you, a tall man over 1.9 meters, have empty hands, yet you make two children carry such a heavy load.

This is simply outrageous. Lao Yu is now so angry he wants to beat Zheng Yang up.

Zheng Yang stumbled from Lao Yu's kick, which aggravated the wound in his abdomen.

He couldn't help but gasp, his face contorting with pain.

"Ouch... Uncle Yu, why did you kick me? I'm still injured."

After recovering slightly from the abdominal wound, Zheng Yang looked at Lao Yu with some confusion.

Old Yu then remembered the news he had heard in Ershi that morning: the locals said that the person who had escaped seemed to have been injured as well.

Old Yu couldn't care less about anything else at the moment and hurriedly asked with concern.

"How are you? Are you badly injured?"

Having recovered, Zheng Yang waved his hand and said in a slightly relaxed tone.

"I was bitten by a Japanese bullet, but it wasn't serious."

Seeing this, Lao Yu looked at Zheng Yang, who had straightened up again, and asked no more questions. He quickly led the group back home.

After setting up the radio in the inner room, Lao Yu came out and addressed the group sitting at the table.

"The children haven't eaten yet, have they? I'll go make some now. Xiao Zheng, come and help me boil some water."

Bai Luo knew that Lao Yu wanted to find out about his and Sha Niu's situation from Zheng Yang, or talk about things that were inconvenient for them to know.

He didn't mind, but he stopped the silly girl who wanted to help with cooking, giving the two of them a private space to chat.

Although Silly Girl didn't understand Bai Luo's intentions, she obediently sat at the table when she saw that Bai Luo wouldn't let her help.

She stroked the silly bear with both hands, who had its head resting on her lap. The silly bear was quite tired today.

On the way, because the silly girl mentioned whether Lao Yu's family had any meat to eat, Zheng Yang fell silent.

Seeing this, Bai Luo could only lead the silly bear and the two reformed wolfhounds into the woods to get some food.

In less than two hours, Bai Luo had hunted down two rabbits, a wild boar, a roe deer, and three pheasants.

Bai Luo rewarded the two rabbits to the two wolfhounds.

These two wolfhounds also got their own names: Da Niu and Er Niu.

That's right, this name was given to me by Silly Girl.

The silly girl didn't care at all that both wolfhounds were male, and just gave them this name.

Bai Luo wanted to argue for the two dogs, but when he saw the silly girl's praising look, he silently shut his mouth.

The three pheasants ended up in the bear's stomach.

Bai Luo rubbed the two wolfhounds wagging their tails in front of him and glanced at the kitchen outside, where smoke was already rising from the chimney.

They took out a few sausages from their spatial storage and stuffed them into Da Niu and Er Niu's dog mouths.

Now, Da Niu and Er Niu wagged their tails even more vigorously.


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