Nightmare Attack

Chapter 591

Chapter 591

Regarding this, Fatty noticed that the doctor, who has never suffered a loss, was rarely silent. Then he put away the money, took two steps back, and bowed slightly to the boss, "Sorry for the trouble."

"Hmph!" The boss stared at them coldly, as if he was worried that they would come up to grab the steamed buns, so he stood beside the bun steamer, holding a rolling pin in his hand.

Seeing Jiangcheng and the others leave, after walking away, he spat at their backs, "Bah, what!" the boss scolded.

Jiang Cheng and the others encountered the same thing three times in a row.

The last time the bad-tempered boss even joined forces with a few guys from the back kitchen to rush out, and the two groups almost got into a fight.

They had no choice but to go to another street in Jiangcheng. They didn't dare to mention the Dongyang people and bought dozens of steamed buns.

This time, the boss was very enthusiastic and gave them a cloth bag to hold the steamed buns, and reminded them to eat them while they are still hot, as they will lose their flavor when they are cold.

The boss is an honest, middle-aged man with a stooped figure and a soft voice. After taking the cloth bag full of steamed buns in Jiangcheng, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the bottom of the boss's trousers from the corner of his eye.

Under the trousers on the right, there are no shoes, let alone feet, and there is only a wooden stick sticking out of the trousers.

The end of the stick that was in contact with the ground was badly worn out, obviously having been used for a long time.

After the boss noticed Jiang Cheng's gaze, he retracted his legs apologetically, and at the same time subconsciously fiddled with his trousers, trying to cover the exposed wooden stick.

"How did it become like this?" Jiang Cheng raised his head and asked.

"Hey, I blame myself for being unlucky. A few years ago, the Japanese came to sweep up the raids. I slept like hell, and when I woke up, I was surrounded inside." The boss sighed and said, "They came to collect food, and we didn't even have anything to eat. Where can we get food?" and gave them food, and then..."

"It's nothing if I'm missing a leg. It's a pity that since they don't even spare children and women, my youngest son didn't escape their search. He was turned out of the firewood pile by them, and then...then he was burned to death like that. .”

The middle-aged man was relatively calm when talking about his legs, but when he mentioned the child, Dou Da's tears fell down, and the fat man's eyes were red, and he couldn't help but comfort him, "Sorry ,boss."

The boss wiped away his tears, and when he raised his head again, the determination in his eyes was shocking, "Although I have become a useless person, I sent the remaining two sons to the resistance army, killed the Japanese, and fucked with them. "

"Good brother!" Zhao Xingguo gave a thumbs up, "Now it is finally a victory, and I can finally live a good life. I think the shop you opened with your two sons is good. Work hard, and everything will be fine." Get well!"

It can be seen that the shop's business is very good, and there are many people coming and going. Behind the boss are two young people, one tall and one short, busy helping the boss make noodles.

Drawers of empty steamer baskets are set aside, ready to steam steamed buns.

Hearing this, the boss smiled, "Yeah, we finally won, but it's a pity." He paused, then shook his head, "My two sons can't see it anymore."

The fat man suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the two busy young men behind the boss. The boss who noticed this scene smiled freely, "These two children are orphans I adopted. My two sons both died in the war shortly after joining the army." died."

"Their company commander came to me and said that they were betrayed by traitors and surrounded. My two sons voluntarily stayed behind in order to cover their comrades and break through."

"We fought until the last moment, and no one surrendered. They went back to collect the corpses, and found that every bullet was hit in the face." The shop owner couldn't help choking up when he said this, the pride and sadness in his words were entangled , moving.

Before leaving, Jiang Cheng doubled the price.

The boss didn't want anything at first, and finally borrowed a car, saying that he wanted to send them back, but was declined by Jiang Cheng.

It was foreseeable that if the boss knew that the bag of steamed buns was for an oriental woman, he would probably faint on the spot.

In the end, Jiang Cheng's group turned around, changed direction, and walked back to the previous street.

Several oriental women gathered together, still at their original positions, and saw Jiang Cheng and the others coming from a distance, and stood up in unison.

Handing over the steamed bun in her hand, the woman called Yoko took it carefully, pulled it, but didn't pull it.

Raising her head, she opened her eyes wide, and found that Jiang Cheng was looking at her with a cold face.

Yoko shook her hand, subconsciously withdrew her hand, and then bowed deeply to Jiang Cheng reflexively, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Obviously Jiangcheng didn't say a word, but Yoko clearly understood, and understood the suppressed anger in his eyes.

Same as the people on this street.

"Do you know why it took us so long to come back?" Jiang Cheng held up a cloth bag of steamed buns, and continued to ask: "Do you know what attitude these store owners have towards us when they heard that the steamed buns are for you?"

Except for Yoko, the rest of the women huddled together, looking at Jiang Cheng's group with fear on their faces, worried that they would be hurt.

Now they finally understand why Yoko wants food but not money.

Because money is useless to them, even if they have money, they cannot buy food in this Greystone Town.

Although they are not the culprits, they are by no means innocent. Being involved in the quagmire of war, no one can be alone.

Putting the steamed buns under their feet, the Jiangcheng group turned and left, "Remember our agreement, if I don't find you after I come, you will know the consequences."

Until Jiang Cheng and the others walked away, the figure disappeared behind the corner, before shrinking to the end, several submissive women immediately rushed up, scrambling for the steamed buns in the cloth bag.

Only Yoko remained standing, bowing.

On the way back, everyone's mood became depressed. After the war, the whole Huishi Town was devastated, and the gorgeous and intact Feng's mansion looked very abrupt in the town.

"Little brother, stay here."

Hearing someone calling from behind, Jiangcheng and the others turned around. It was a middle-aged woman in an apron, about 40 years old, with dark skin.

"Are you calling us?" Pi Ruan looked around, then at the woman.

"That's right." The middle-aged woman stepped forward, rubbed her hands together, and said apologetically, "It was my head who had a bad temper just now, so I didn't scare you."

After speaking, the woman pointed in one direction, and everyone looked along, and it was the shop that almost got into a fight over buying steamed buns just now.

"Actually, those oriental women are okay. Although the people in the town don't like them, they won't take the initiative to hurt them. Sometimes they are really pitiful, and some people will secretly give them some food in the dark." Woman Sighing, "Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to survive until now."

"Who else will feed them besides us?" the fat man asked curiously.

"That's right, I heard that people from Feng's residence will distribute some food to them during the dark." The woman said with emotion: "It is said that Master Feng has a kind heart, and I don't want anyone to suffer."

(End of this chapter)