Fang Junyi walked to come over and put out Zhang Yiping’s hand cigarette in a table ashtray. "You don’t smoke, do you? How to smoke an addiction is difficult to quit. "
"What do you care about me?" Zhang Yiping said but stopped insisting.
"If you want to learn from Zhang Dahei, he hasn’t fought for a year, so he has a good life, which proves that we gunmen can live a quiet life, and we don’t have to fight and kill all day."
"You don’t know shit, but I can’t. I don’t fight, and there is no point in living. I just came to this world to fight, not to live."
"I mean, we can fight and have a quiet day," Fang Junyi said. "How are you going to celebrate the New Year?"
"As usual, you know that my requirements are very low. Just have food and clothing. It seems that there is nothing to do after the Chinese New Year." Zhang Yiping has a little talk about it. "There is no big war in the northwest until Ukraine. I can’t compete with my brothers at the front line. Southeast Asian countries in the south have also been wiped out by tigers and tigers. What I want most is to fight Japanese people across the sea. Our navy can’t live up to expectations, not to mention the United States and Britain."
"It’s not reliable to expect to rent the German fleet. Even if the Germans really promise to go through the British and Americans, I don’t know when the high seas fleet will arrive at China port, and then I can’t be sure whether they are Japanese naval opponents or not … And the Germans are unreliable. It’s best to rely on themselves, but it’s impossible to build a navy without decades of accumulation. I can’t wait for several decades, let alone decades. Don’t worry?"
Zhang Dahei came over again, belched, exhaled a strong creamy smell, touched Hu, and said, "My little one is really annoying. I just took a bite and left it, so I ate it and stuffed it up."
"Zhang Dahei, it seems that your stay in Beijing is a bit greasy, isn’t it?" Zhang Yiping suddenly said.
"Yes, it’s better to transfer me to St. Petersburg or Europe now, or go to Nanyang, but anywhere is better than staying in Beijing!" Zhangda underworld
"Good, then let’s have an activity." Zhang Yiping said with a smile. "At this time of noon, I will go to Baotou to inspect. I hope two division guards will appear there."
"There are more than six hundred kilometers, so that we can arrive in such a short time? Besides, the troops must be transferred. Sometimes the capital has a division, but it can’t be transferred from Tianjin and Shandong respectively. This is a thousand kilometers transfer. How can you transfer thousands of kilometers in one day? "
"This is your business and I want the result!" Zhang Yiping firmly ordered, "Why don’t you go?"
"Yes!" The big black horse stood at attention and then hurried out.
"It’s a holiday for somebody else, Zhang Dahei. You are such a person. You can’t see that somebody else has a better life than hello. It’s hard for them to take a day off and have fun with their family. You have to make them give up halfway." Fang Junyi said reproachfully.
"I still want him to do this all day to test whether his troops can’t afford to indulge in gentle villages like him," Zhang Yiping said. "It seems that after the Chinese New Year, it is better to rotate them and let them go to Siberia to suppress a bandit."
"It’s estimated that Zhang Dahei is welcome." Fang Junyi laughed. "God knows if he just acted in front of you."
"No matter what, an army that has not fought for a long time is always not good," Zhang Yiping said.
Every day in the cold winter is very long, but sometimes it will be spent in military exercises, various meetings, meetings with various figures, lectures, visits to various factories and schools, social activities, etc. In a blink of an eye, it will be the New Year. After the New Year, Zhang Yiping got rid of these troubles and led his guard company to sit on a special train all the way south to Kunming, then along the new Kunming to Singapore Railway and then to Singapore.
***
The 3rd Company of 3rd Battalion, 33rd Regiment, 11th Division, Sumatra Island, opposite Singapore, grew into a Daniel, who happened to be on vacation this day. He explained the company’s affairs to the deputy company commander and went out of the barracks. The deputy company commander also asked, "Can you come back today?" Company commander? "
"Why don’t you come back? I can come back in the evening. "
"I thought you’d go to town and find a woman to spend the night before you come back. I’m watching the company." The deputy company commander said
"I’m not worried that you are surrounded by the sea and backed by mountains. Where can you little people go?" Cheng Daniu was a little annoyed and said, "I always look down on those black and fat indigenous women."
"You can make a thinner one."
"thin, too thin, black and thin, I feel cheated."
"You really see satisfaction, isn’t it just a few coins? It’s not like buying pork and losing money. "
"Deputy company commander, don’t you know that the company commander is looking at the Chinese landlord darling daughter? The landlord’s family has several plantations and is very rich. The landlord’s lady should be good, too. Anyway, it’s better than the indigenous woman’s one thousand times and ten thousand times."
"Don’t bite your tongue when you know the fart." Daniel scolded at random and then walked along the road to the town about ten kilometers ahead
The hot sun makes Cheng Daniu, a northerner, very uncomfortable to the north. At this time, it is still snowing all over the sky, but here it is already like the weather in June.
After a rest in a small hut next to it, a carriage overtook by an aborigine. It was an old blind mare. The carriage piled up a little fruit and rushed to the city to sell the carriage. But Daniel ran two steps and sat behind the carriage.
Half-lying behind the car was a teenage aboriginal girl with dark skin and a pair of big shiny eyes. Inside, Daniel smiled kindly with fear, but he looked so ferocious that he frightened the girl.
Cheng Daniu took out a piece of paper money, and it was hard to imagine that the child reached out and grabbed it. This made Cheng Daniu think that the little girl must be the petty pickpockets in the street, and those petty pickpockets would have such a skill and desire for money.
Cheng Daniu reached out from the carriage and peeled the fruit to eat. An hour later, he had arrived in the town, and he ate a lot of fruit. When he was in the car, he felt embarrassed and rewarded the child with a dime note.
First, I went to the post office to send a letter to my family, and then I turned to a pub next to the church. The owner was a hospitable Chinese and his fellow villager. Every holiday, he would come here to make two glasses of rum all day and would not leave until almost dinner time.
"Did the post office go?" Asked the host as he poured a glass of rum into the cup.
"Yes," replied Daniel Cheng, looking at the glass with bright eyes and amazement, sniffing the smell in the air like a hound sniffing the footprints of a wild animal.
"Haven’t you heard any news in town recently?"
"News? I didn’t hear anything. What’s the news? " The host said, "You said that Mr. Chen’s daughter killed an indigenous servant? What is new about this? "
"What did you say? ！” Cheng Daniu’s face turned blue at once, and he forgot the smell of that cup of rum. He leaned back and leaned back. The owner blinked sadly and said, "Mr. Chen’s wealth is more than one million. Half of the plantations around here are owned by him, and some people say that the recent law has given the local natives legitimate benefits, but after all, they are natives. Who cares about a native’s life?"
"You shouldn’t give these natives these legal benefits at all," said a Chinese dressed like a cowboy with a pistol next to him. "How can a native here enjoy legal benefits like us in China?"
"Chinese officials and lawmakers always do good things with their own wishes. They have no idea how ridiculous it is to talk to a group of monkeys about the rule of law and democracy," said the host
"What will be done with that? I mean, what’s going on with Mr. Chen’s daughter?" Cheng Daniel asked.
"The town court has accepted it," said the host. "I heard that the servant stole something valuable from the young lady, so he was beaten and killed."
"A slave who steals should be clubbed to death!" Said the cowboy.