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Chapter 46 Happy New Year

"I heard it. But how can this be considered a new thing? I remember that it was mentioned in the newspaper a few months ago that this battle is a turning point." Lin Zhanyu accompanied the kitchen staff to go out to buy new year's goods, and he just came back now.

He tried his best to recall the contents of the newspaper, because the time interval was indeed not too short, he even frowned: "It also said, well, the political life of the devils is based on the attack, the attack stopped, Life is over. That's probably what it means."

"It's not the same. The war was still going on at that time, but just yesterday, the general of the German devils surrendered." The boy said while pushing him to the edge of the stove: "You see that you are covered with snow, go and warm yourself up." .”

"Okay." Lin Zhanyu responded with a smile, and took off the cotton coat he was wearing outside.

"My God, millions of people have died." The man sat down again and continued to listen, unknowingly frowning: "Human life is not as good as the life of ants."

"Yeah, I don't know what happened to my senior brother Qiao." Lin Zhanyu sighed, "It's not easy to live to see the end of the war."

"Who wouldn't say it." The man couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he turned off the radio: "Do you remember the air raid before?"

"Of course I remember." Lin Zhanyu lowered his head.

The guy was very scared: "It's a pity that I ran fast. Aunt Feng, who was our neighbor for a while two years ago, was buried under the rubble and died because she didn't run in time."

Lin Zhanyu was not only impressed by this incident.When bombers were roaring above the county seat, the air-raid shelter was the last safe position, and the ordinary people dared not take a step at all.

He will never forget the shocking scenes and the chilling attacks one after another.

It snowed lightly in Lujiang County that day, and the sky was very overcast.

The north wind is like a sharp knife, as if to cut people's cotton clothes into pieces.The air-conditioning made it impossible for everyone to escape.

Fortunately, there was a hut in Wuji restaurant that cut off the wind and snow and provided them with a safe place of refuge for a short time.

"What are you busy with?" Wei Qingyun came back from work and opened the door to enter the house, shaking off the residual snow on his coat, only to see Lin Zhanyu sitting on a stool with his back to him, in front of him was a table full of old paperwork written on it. rice paper.

Shopkeeper Wu mentioned to Lin Zhanyu earlier that Qiao Li is not living in the restaurant now, and there are enough rooms in the backyard, he can live in one by himself.However, out of selfishness, he still lived with Wei Qingyun.

"Clean up your things for you." Lin Zhanyu didn't raise his head, let alone turn around: "These manuscripts are too messy, and there is no order at all."

"What's the use of being tidy?" Wei Qingyun sat beside him and poured himself a cup of tea: "I wrote this to make it easier for us to go out and live. Do you really expect others to read it in the future?"

"Of course." Lin Zhanyu smiled at him, then lowered his head again, and once again began to concentrate on sorting out: "This is the result of your years of hard work, and it must be kept. Otherwise, if there is really a successor, you Where are they going to find it?"

Wei Qingyun was holding a teacup. Although the tea in it was simple and tasted not very good, but fortunately, it was a cup of hot water, which was extremely precious in this snowy day.

"Little Pole, you have spent so much effort," Wei Qingyun squinted and stared at him: "But it's all for me."

"What's the point?" Lin Zhan smiled stupidly, and finally he was willing to look away from the pile of manuscripts for a while, and said it as a matter of course: "If it's not for you, who else can I be for?"

He put the packed ones at the bottom of the box, put a piece of white paper to distinguish them, and then piled the unpacked ones on top.

"The people around me that I admire most in my life are Master and you." Lin Zhanyu locked the box and put it back in the corner, then turned to his senior brother Wei and said.

Wei Qingyun sat not far from the other party. From his perspective, he saw the young man in front of him with a handsome face and a sincere smile.

Years have passed, and this person is no longer the skinny child he was at the beginning, nor is he the narrow-minded and impulsive person he once was.He is peaceful and tolerant, knows what he really wants, and is willing to do everything he can to protect what his heart desires.

Wei Qingyun felt extremely relieved that he had finally grown up.

After more than ten years of struggling in time and war, the young boy has become a resolute youth.

But apart from joy, Wei Qingyun felt a faint and unspeakable distress in his heart.

He thought, I'd rather he had never experienced this and would be self-willed and arrogant all his life.

I am willing to protect him forever.

"What do you admire me for?" Wei Qingyun said with a smile, "I'm just a commoner with little money in troubled times. How can I be worthy of your admiration?"

Lin Zhanyu shook his head. He walked forward and sat opposite Brother Wei: "Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Thinking of the victory in the battle thousands of miles away, he grabbed Wei Qingyun's hand and asked sincerely: "Brother, if there is no more fighting one day, where do you want to go?"

Wei Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "The Japanese devils haven't been beaten away yet, you are impatient."

"Just think about it, are you actually more serious?" Lin Zhanyu pretended to be dissatisfied.

"Okay, don't take it seriously." Wei Qingyun found that he liked young people acting like a spoiled child, which made him feel that the young man in front of him was extremely cute.

So he smiled, and coaxed in a good temper: "What about you? What are your plans?"

"No." Lin Zhanyu looked at him: "I will go wherever you and Xueyi go."

"It's just promising." Wei Qingyun rubbed his hair: "There is a small theater troupe in the county town. I went to inquire about it before I came back. Some of them can play Boss Gao's plays. Why don't you go there in a few years? study?"

"Okay." Lin Zhanyu smiled: "Are you going with me?"

Wei Qingyun immediately refused: "Nonsense. Both of them don't work, how do they make money? How do they support their families?"

Lin Zhanyu knew that Wei Qingjun would not agree so simply and neatly, so he used the aggressive method.

He smiled meanly: "Senior Brother, you really don't worry about me, aren't you afraid that I'll meet a few little actors over there and do something that I'm sorry to you?"

"You don't dare." The aggressive method didn't work on Wei Qingyun at all: "I understand you."

"Not necessarily. Everything happens in case." Lin Zhanyu leaned over and teased him with a smile on purpose: "If I really did it, what would you do?"

Looking into his sly but sincere eyes, Wei Qingyun suddenly understood that the boy was just playing around, but he was actually asking for some trivial care from him.

Lin Zhanyu wanted him to be jealous for him, that's all.

It was too easy for him to see through the small minds of young people.So Wei Qingyun decided to do whatever he could.

He snorted coldly, got up and took out a sheathed short knife from the drawer, turned back and patted it on the table: "You can try it. If you really find someone else, I will castrate you myself."

"Oh, then I really don't dare." Strange to say, at this time Lin Zhanyu was famous and already able to be alone, but he just wanted to act like a baby with Wei Qingyun.

He stepped forward and hugged Wei Qingyun's waist, and said with a low laugh: "Brother, I have to depend on you, I can't run away."

They were talking when Wei Xueyi suddenly entered the room.

Lin Zhanyu immediately released him, cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment: "Child, aren't you doing homework with the brothers from the Wu family?"

"I'm done." Wei Xueyi said triumphantly, "Uncle Lin, I want to go out and have a snowball fight."

"Report to your father." Lin Zhanyu glanced at Wei Qingyun, with a smile in his eyes: "Why tell me? It doesn't count if I tell you. Isn't it, brother?"

Wei Qingyun rolled his eyes at him, but said nothing.

"I want you to accompany me to play in the yard." Wei Xueyi stepped forward, grabbed Lin Zhanyu's sleeve and shook it from side to side: "My father is an old man, he is really boring, and it is useless to tell him."

"How do you talk?" Wei Qingyun stared at him: "Little bastard, after a year of school, you learned this? After school starts in a year, I have to ask your master."

Wei Xueyi carried out the principle of "a good man does not suffer immediate losses" to the end, made a face at his father, and then slipped away.Before he ran, he did not forget to shout: "Uncle Lin! Hurry up! I'll wait for you outside!"

Lin Zhanyu was out of breath from laughing, and his posture was as if he wanted to write the four characters of "gloating" on his face: "It's really brine and tofu, one thing is one thing. Brother, you also have people who can't handle it." .”

"Nonsense." Wei Qingyun casually picked up the feather duster on the cabinet, and gave Lin Zhanyu a hard slap: "You all work together to piss me off."

"Don't dare." Lin Zhanyu decided not to suffer for that brat Wei Xueyi, and hurriedly put on his coat and slipped away.

After the new year, according to Wei Qingyun's arrangement, Lin Zhanyu brought some gifts to the new troupe, and with the tact and amiability he had cultivated over the years, he managed to get along with those people very smoothly.

He naturally knew that what Wei Qingyun said was right. He was concerned about his livelihood. It was impossible for this person to stay with him all the time. To be able to come and go around every day before going out to work was already the limit of what he could do.

Therefore, Lin Zhanyu cherished the short time when Wei Qingyun came here, if he hadn't taken into account that Shang was outside, he would have liked to stick together with others.

"Brother Lin, who is this?" When Wei Qingyun went there for the first time, the actors in the troupe inevitably asked curiously.

"My senior brother." Lin Zhanyu smiled happily, and he put his arms around Wei Qingyun's shoulders: "Two days ago, you always praised me, he is much better than me."

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Wei Qingyun said helplessly, "When it comes to Liu's work, he is the number one among our senior brothers."

"Brother Lin does have a good voice and a good taste." Hearing this, the old man who had just put on makeup turned his head and said, "Do you have any other seniors? Are you also in Lujiang County?"

This old student is not very old, but his temper is easy-going.It's hard to tell that his face was painted with oil paint, but Wei Qingyun felt that he should be only a few years older than Lin Zhanyu from the sound of his voice.

"Not here. When Nanjing fell to the enemy, my senior brother and my master disappeared together in the city." Lin Zhanyu sighed: "I still have a senior brother who is now on the front line."

After hearing this, the old man's tone became more serious: "To tell you the truth, my hometown is in Yangzhou. Back then, my two elder brothers went out to join the army and died in Shanghai."

"It was really tragic at that time." Wei Qingyun lowered his eyes.

"It's different now." The old man looked at him: "It's gradually getting better."

"Boss Sun!" Someone raised the backstage curtain and reminded loudly, "You are the next discount."

Wei Qingyun put on a smiling face again, trying to ignore Lin Zhanyu's reluctance: "You go ahead, I won't bother you anymore."

"You should go out to work quickly." The old man said with a smile, "I won't delay your money."