Bullets don't have eyes. Fortunately, bullets don't have eyes. The bullet penetrated the clothes, passed through Luo Fugui's armpit, and embedded in the earthen wall behind him. This shot almost scared Luo Fugui to death. How could such a small village have guns? Grandma, I'm doomed. If I don't run, I'll be a fool. I disappeared from the gate of Mr. Song like the wind.
The gunshots from the east made Hu Yi and the other two nervous for a moment, and then they were confused. What was going on? Why did the gunshots go off? Could it be that guy surnamed Luo? He was holding a machine gun, and the sound was obviously wrong. The three of them hid behind the corner of the wall and stared at the east, ready for anything that might happen. Not long after, the tall figure of Luo Fugui appeared in the moonlight, hurried over, and only stopped by the wall when he saw Hu Yi and the other two, holding onto the wall and breathing heavily.
Hu Yi really couldn't figure out what had happened to make Luo Fugui so frightened with a machine gun in his hand: "Who fired the gun?"
"That wealthy family in the east, damn it, actually shot me through the crack in the door. How wicked! If they have the guts, they should open the door and fight for 300 rounds."
Now Hu Yi finally understood. That bastard Luo Fugui was probably trying to show off in front of someone and almost got tricked. Haha, there was really nothing to say. It was a pity for his physique and the machine gun.
Xiao Hongying curled her lips and said, "Mule, don't you have a machine gun? Can't you just sweep a large area with one blow? You coward."
Luo Fugui glared at Xiao Hongying and said, "You silly girl, who said I was a coward? They hid in the door and wouldn't come out, so am I supposed to stand there like a fool? I'm a hero who doesn't suffer a loss in front of him, don't you understand? Besides, I haven't eaten for a whole day and night, how can I have the strength? If I'm full, I'll beat them to death."
Listening to Luo Fugui's sophistry, Xiao Hongying was too lazy to pay attention to him. She turned her eyes to the machine gun in Luo Fugui's hand. After staring at it for a while, her big eyes lit up again. She turned it around a few times and said, "I do have some food, but unfortunately I have to save my life on the road, so I can't bear to eat it! Alas-"
Luo Fugui rolled his eyes and said, "Just brag, little brat." Just as he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Hongying holding a steamed bread in her hand. She put it under her little nose and sniffed it.
Luo Fugui's eyes widened instantly. He hadn't eaten for a whole day and night, and the dark steamed bread looked like a golden glow in his eyes. He stared at the steamed bread intently and grinned: "Uh-well, I say, little aunt, you three have eaten breakfast after all. I stayed up all night until now. Do you think I can..."
Without waiting for Luo Fugui to continue talking, Xiao Hongying stretched out her empty hand in front of Luo Fugui with her palm facing upwards.
Hu Yi and Ma Liang looked at each other helplessly. Well, this naughty child has started to act up again. If they had known this would happen, they would have shared the steamed bread.
Luo Fugui stared blankly at the little hand in front of him: "What does this mean?"
Judging from the length of Luo Fugui's saliva, Xiao Hongying thought to herself that she had to blackmail him this time. She had to take at least five, no, eight bullets from him. So she said seriously, "Give me the bullets in exchange."
Luo Fugui was stunned. What did this little girl want after all this time? He had known for a long time that this little girl was not a smart child, but he did not expect her to be so stupid. Bullets can neither be eaten nor drunk. Is she going to use them for embroidery? She is really stupid. Since it is a deal, she will not be vague. She fumbled in her pocket and took out a spare machine gun magazine, and slapped it into the little hand in front of her. "Here, give me the steamed bread."
Looking at the heavy, fully loaded machine gun magazine of 20 rounds in her hand, glowing darkly in the moonlight, at that moment, Xiao Hongying's big eyes revealed disbelief. The child was drunk, as if in a dream. For the first time, she felt like a little frog at the bottom of a well. For the first time, she understood the meaning of "one cannot judge a person by his appearance". She was so excited that she couldn't restrain herself and asked in a whisper, "I want bullets, this, this magazine..."
Luo Fugui snatched the steamed bread from Xiao Hongying's hand and started chewing it. He wolfed it down while answering vaguely, "If you don't want the magazine, just take out the bullets and throw it away. It's a broken thing with edges and corners. It's uncomfortable to put it in my pocket."
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Seeing this absurd scene, not only Xiao Hongying, but also Hu Yi and Ma Liang were drunk. Under the moonlight, one was tall and strong, the other was petite and delicate, both looked like human beings, but they made such a foolish deal. The contrast was too great. Shouldn't their dialogues be reversed? What kind of world is this? It can only happen in this chaotic world? Hu Yi and Ma Liang stared at the two of them blankly, and then looked at each other for a while, completely speechless.
From then on, Xiao Hongying's attitude changed 180 degrees. When she saw Luo Fugui choking after swallowing all the steamed bread, she ignored Ma Liang's cold eyes and pulled Ma Liang's kettle over to hand it to Luo Fugui, letting him gulp down the drink.
Xiao Hongying's transformation was not because she changed her opinion of Luo Fugui, but because she discovered that this mule was a sucker. As a result, she had greater ideals and more ambitious ambitions. Her big, cunning eyes began to frequently look at the machine gun in Luo Fugui's hand.
Seeing Luo Fugui burping with satisfaction, Xiao Hongying quickly approached: "Mule, I can tell from the first glance that you are a good person. I, Hongying, can't be wrong, don't you think?"
Hu Yi, who was standing next to him, burst out laughing when he heard the tone. Why do these words sound so familiar to me
Xiao Hongying rolled her eyes at Hu Yi and continued to say to Luo Fugui: "Mule, you don't have to fight, but you still have to carry it all the way. I feel exhausted just looking at you, don't I? Otherwise, why don't you give it to me as well."
Luo Fugui raised his eyes and said, "What? With your small body, you can't even lift it if I give it to you?"
"Then you don't have to worry about it. Just tell me whether you want to change it or not?"
"What can't be exchanged? How many dollars do you have? It'll be enough to have enough food."
This, Xiao Hongying doesn't have, not to mention that she doesn't have, Fox and Ma Liang don't have either. Scratching his head for a while, he couldn't think of a solution, but he didn't want to give up, so he continued to discuss: "I don't have a dollar, but I have a steamed bun that I've already given you. Think about it carefully, can you change it for something else?"
Luo Fugui sat down against the wall and really started to think about it. This machine gun is really a burden. I wish it could be replaced as soon as possible. Now the little girl has made a suggestion, which is exactly what I hope for, but they have no money and no food, what can they exchange for? After thinking for a while, he thought of the rich family in the east. Damn, if he could open their door, wouldn’t he have everything he wanted, and by the way, he could get revenge for the gunshot. Along the way, he found that Hu Yi and Ma Liang cared a lot for this stupid little girl. Although she was a child, it seemed that her words could have an impact, so he would give it a try.
After thinking it through, Luo Fugui seemed to be talking to Xiao Hongying, or to everyone else: "As long as you can open the door of that wealthy family, this machine gun will be yours. How do you think?"
Before Hu Yi and Ma Liang could express their opinions, Xiao Hongying jumped up and said, "Deal!"
Ma Liang immediately objected: "Xiao Hongying, are you stupid? Don't talk nonsense. We are the Eighth Route Army and cannot violate discipline."
Xiao Hongying couldn't care less about that at this moment, and argued cunningly: "I know the three major disciplines and eight points of attention better than you do. This is not a matter for ordinary people. He is a wealthy man, a landlord. His family even has guns. How can he be a good person? He must be a local tyrant. We beat up the local tyrants in the old district back then, so why can't we beat them up now?"
Ma Liang didn't want to argue with the little girl about these useless things, so he just shook his head and said, "Xiao Hongying, little girl, just don't worry about it. If the group knew about this, they would definitely skin us alive, so please don't make any mistakes, okay?"
Xiao Hongying got angry again: "If you and I don't tell me about this, who would know? Why don't we just smash his door and distribute his food to the villagers? This is robbing the rich to help the poor, why can't we do it?"
Ma Liang lost his temper and turned to look at Hu Yi. At this time, only Hu Yi had the ability to calm down this unruly girl. He hoped that Hu Yi could stop Xiao Hongying from being unreasonable.
Seeing that Ma Liang stopped talking and waited for Hu Yi to speak, Xiao Hongying also looked at Hu Yi who had remained calm: "Good fox, you are my hero, do you think I am right?"
Luo Fugui also looked at Hu Yi. It seemed that the success or failure of this matter depended on his words.
Hu Yi stood up slowly under the gazes of the three people, brushed the dirt off his butt, and stretched himself: "Rob the rich to help the poor! That's a good saying! Girl, you've made progress. Get ready to go!"