A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 434 Distorted and Chaotic Memories

"Uncle, lie down and I'll put eye drops in for you."

The next day, Feng Yuxiu could vaguely see the scene in front of him, and he saw Pingping wearing a light yellow cotton coat. She was a little girl with a ponytail.

She possesses the delicate beauty and poise of a woman from the North, and her bright, white teeth reveal a smile that is truly healing.

She was wearing tight white pants, so her large, plump buttocks swayed as she bent over.

Especially her thighs, which were straight and well-proportioned.

Even though she was wearing a cotton coat and bending over, the two seeds almost popped out due to the strong effect of gravity.

Feng Yuxiu was lying on the hospital bed, so he only raised his head slightly before his face was brushed by a chest.

Feng Yuxiu sensed this unusual emotion, moved his right hand, and opened his eyes.

Boom boom boom!
Old Qiu knocked on the door and saw Pingping's huge buttocks facing the door. He stared at her for a moment, his throat bobbing involuntarily.

Feng Yuxiu turned to the side and pulled Pingping over. Through his blurry vision, he could see clearly that this was Lao Qiu.

"Shu, how are you? Is your eye alright?"

Feng Yuxiu remained silent. Old Qiu, standing behind Pingping, licked his lips. This brat's figure was too tempting.

"Uncle, roll the eye drops around in your eyes after they're in." Pingping carefully dripped the eye drops into her eyes.

Old Qiu took a step forward, almost leaning against Pingping's big buttocks.

"Shu, I've been thinking... Here's a thousand yuan as your wages for the past few months. You can focus on taking care of yourself... I'm looking for someone to work at the auto repair shop. Don't overwork yourself."

Old Qiu's words were very tactful, a complete change from his praising attitude yesterday.

Feng Yuxiu listened calmly.

Old Qiu took a few more steps forward and placed a thousand yuan on Feng Yuxiu's bed.

The pleasant smell of laundry emanating from Pingping left him completely stunned.

It seemed as if what was in front of me was not a person, but a thousand-year-old ginseng fruit, the smell of which was enough to make my soul tremble.

Old Qiu suddenly straightened up, rubbed his crotch, and slapped Pingping's large buttocks, jokingly saying with a smile, "Isn't this Wang family's daughter? I even held you when you were little..."

In rural areas of that era, this slap, accompanied by playful laughter, was considered an affectionate gesture between elders and younger generations.

Feng Yuxiu placed his right hand an inch above Pingping's buttocks before Lao Qiu.

Snapped!
The slap landed squarely on Feng Yuxiu's arm.

Pingping was stunned for a moment, then straightened up and looked down at her buttocks.

He then suddenly moved quickly to the left to break away from the two men, his face turning red, and he was almost crying.

Feng Yuxiu's eyes were red, but he stared calmly at Lao Qiu.

"You all know how my brother died, right? And how my father died?"

When Feng Yuxiu said those words, I felt absolutely no emotion. In fact, he had no concept or feelings about the two photos next to the mirror in his home.

After Feng Yuxiu asked the last question, Lao Qiu trembled violently, his whole body shaking.

He hurriedly broke free from Feng Yuxiu's grasp and ran out without looking back.

Feng Yuxiu frowned. Why was Old Qiu so afraid? Was there something wrong with what he said?
"Pingping, do you know how my father died?" Feng Yuxiu asked as he lay back down on the bed.

Pingping was somewhat frightened by Feng Yuxiu's previous mental state, but now that she saw Feng Yuxiu blocking the old salty fish's hand, she felt a strange sensation towards the disheveled tree in front of her.

"I don't know, Uncle. I only graduated two years ago."

Pingping found the questions rather strange; why was she asking her how her father died when she didn't even know?

But deep down, I still felt that the man in front of me was a mild case of schizophrenia.

"Alright, Uncle, come back tomorrow for your dressing and dressing changes... I'll put the gauze back on for you."

Pingping was exceptionally happy today. Although the uncle had some mental issues and was disheveled, his behavior was remarkably safe.

If he really is mentally ill, then he's really safe; he can kill people without breaking the law.

As long as you get along well with this uncle, you'll be very safe in Wangdu Town.

Who would want to offend such a manic lunatic?

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At the entrance of the town hospital, the cold wind howled. Feng Yuxiu pulled down the gauze and squinted at the snow-covered village in the distance.

After looking at it for a long time, he ripped off the gauze, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit them, and swayed towards Wangdu Village.

The road is a trace of mountain roads and the ridges of autumn cornfields. Wangdu Town is nestled among several mountains, like a basin.

The snow crunched underfoot as Feng Yuxiu, a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked around. Behind him and in front of him, there was only a snow-covered path that was invisible.

"Brother Shu, I heard you were discharged from the hospital today. I went to town to pick you up, but I didn't bump into you..."

Xiao Zhuang sped over on his motorcycle, slowed down slowly about ten meters away, and finally came to a stop on Feng Yuxiu's left.

Without saying a word, Feng Yuxiu got into the car, sat in the back, drew an arc in the air with his right hand holding a cigarette, and exhaled a heavy smoke ring.

"walk home."

"Alright, Tree Bro."

Rumble!
The motorcycle swerved in an S-shape and sped off into the fields and along the ridges.

The car finally stopped in front of Xiaozhuang's house in Wangdu Village.

"Brother Shu, I bought some snacks and two bottles of wine. It's a welcome-back dinner for you tonight." Xiao Zhuang parked the car, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and smiled.

Feng Yuxiu took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. "I'm actually hungry. I have some things to ask you."

"No problem, Brother Shu, I will definitely answer all your questions to the best of my ability."

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night.

Inside the dimly lit earthen room, the stove burned bright red, and the temperature in the entire room suddenly soared.

Xiao Zhuang took off his coat and sat cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed) wearing long sleeves. On the kang was a small four-cornered table with peanuts, cold pig's ears, and a plate of chicken feet.

There were three bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) on the small table, half of which were left.

After a few rounds of drinks, Xiao Zhuang, his face flushed and hiccuping, leaned against the wall.

In the dim light, Feng Yuxiu squinted, his eyes becoming increasingly blurry.

Could Xiao Zhuang be a fake? He has a 20-year-old body, but why does his ID card say he's 38?

Everyone here knows him; even Pingping with the big butt recognized him at a glance.

Xiao Zhuang sat up, picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, and looked at Feng Yuxiu with a puzzled expression. "What are you looking at, Brother Shu?"

Feng Yuxiu then came to his senses, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. From the first day until now, his smoking addiction has been getting bigger and bigger.

I always have a cigarette in my mouth every day, otherwise I feel uncomfortable all over.

How did my father die?

Clang.

Xiao Zhuang's chopsticks, which were picking up food, immediately fell to the ground. He stared blankly at Feng Yuxiu, somewhat bewildered.

"Brother Shu, I haven't offended you before. What's wrong? What's going on..."

Feng Yuxiu squinted and took a deep drag on his cigarette. "Go ahead and tell me, I forgot I tripped and fell."

Xiao Zhuang gritted his teeth, grabbed the bottle on the table, and took a big gulp. "Your dad... died suddenly from drinking."

"Sudden death?" Feng Yuxiu was somewhat skeptical.

"Brother Shu, I'm begging you. I've always treated you like a real brother. Please stop this. There's only half a bottle left. I'll finish it, and then we'll call it a day!"

Xiao Zhuang gritted his teeth and downed half a bottle of wine without hesitation.

Feng Yuxiu wanted to ask something more, but suddenly a loud bang exploded in the middle of the night.

Feng Yuxiu looked up at the roof.

"It's nothing, the Ruiyang mine just blasted again... Originally, we planned to open next year, but I heard the boss found a previous partner and borrowed some money, which is how the funding was secured." Xiao Zhuang spoke confidently as if he knew everything.

In the countryside, winter nights are like this: a stove with boiling tea on it.

A group of people were able to go from village matters to the United Nations, and eventually to the office of a certain boss.

Feng Yuxiu listened for a moment, then stood up and picked at his ear. "Alright, I'm going back."

"Take care, Brother Shu. Do you want me to give you a ride?" Xiao Zhuang staggered to his feet. He had just chug down half a bottle of wine and was feeling a bit dizzy and unsteady on his feet.

"Need not."

The countryside was deathly quiet late at night, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky in twos and threes.

The snow wasn't heavy; when you looked up, you could see a hazy layer of snow.

A cold wind blew straight up his neck. Feng Yuxiu took out a cigarette, lit it, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the dilapidated house.

He seemed to have suddenly lost all his questions, and became even more confused and disoriented.

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As dawn broke, the sound of loudspeakers rang out in the village streets.

In accordance with the directives of the Jitai Municipal Government, and to ensure the normal production of Ruiyang Mining and the safety of life and property of villagers in the coal mining area, the relocation of Wangdu Village has commenced.

The Taiyang Xincheng residential project, located in the southern district of the city, in Wangdu Village, is already taking shape...

Feng Yuxiu didn't get up until the sun was high in the sky, then slowly got dressed, stood in the yard, and lit a cigarette.

The old lady got up even earlier, and no one knows where she went.

After finishing a cigarette, Feng Yuxiu spat before washing his face and brushing his teeth.

"Brother Shu, Gao Peng invited you to 'North and South Flavors' for dinner. He asked me to pick you up."

Xiao Zhuang stopped his motorcycle outside the door and shouted loudly.

Feng Yuxiu was confused, “Gao Peng…”

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The motorcycle turned past Xiao Juan's hair salon and finally stopped at the North-South Flavor Restaurant, where a black car was parked diagonally in front of the restaurant.

A man with his hands in his pockets, wearing a down jacket and a red sweater, was standing next to the car.

"Brother Shu, we've been waiting for you. Come on in."

Feng Yuxiu didn't step forward. Instead, he lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

This must be Gao Peng.

"Brother Shu, I'm getting married next Saturday, you forgot? We're all here today to discuss it. You're a big shot in our village, we can't forget you. Come on, come on, the food's all served."

Feng Yuxiu was very curious about the brothers. Apart from Xiao Zhuang and Dezi, he hadn't gotten to know anyone else in the past few days.

The village is so small, and he often walks around, but he hasn't seen any other strangers.

Of course, those old ladies and old men don't count.

Gao Peng warmly stepped forward and helped Feng Yuxiu into the restaurant.

As Gao Peng passed the car, he paused slightly, saying enviously, "See that? The latest Crown. Er Zhu got a new car again. By the way, did the village chief give you your poverty subsidy yet?"

Feng Yuxiu didn't answer. Gao Peng patted him on the shoulder and said, "This kid has money to buy a new car but he still wants to keep this little bit. It's okay, I'll talk to you about it after I get married."

"Brother Shu, you have to come and help me out when I get married, otherwise the wedding can't be held without you here."

Gao Peng chuckled mischievously, pushed open the door, and pulled Feng Yuxiu inside.

Upon entering, a hot pot was steaming on the dining table.

Three people were sitting at the table. In the middle was a man with a buzz cut wearing a leather jacket, and on either side were two burly men with fierce faces.

The food and bones on the table were piled high, clearly indicating that they were almost finished eating.

Feng Yuxiu was brought in just to make up the numbers.

"Serve Brother Shu a dish... Erzhu, why didn't you wait for Brother Shu?" Gao Peng said with a smile, looking at the man with a buzz cut wearing a leather jacket.

Erzhu scratched his head, leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette, and glanced at it sideways. "Do I have to wait for this to come to my meal?"

"Hey... Erzhu, what are you saying? This is Brother Shu. Come, come, sit down, let's drink and eat first, we'll talk after we finish eating."

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes.

Erzhu frowned, leaned forward, exhaled a smoke ring, and stared at Feng Yuxiu coldly, "What are you looking at like that?"

Feng Yuxiu's gaze grew increasingly sinister.

Gao Peng was taken aback and quickly tried to smooth things over, "Didn't Brother Shu get burned by welding a few days ago? Er Zhu, you're really something, taking a patient so seriously. How else could he see people clearly?"

Only then did Erzhu show a smile.

Gao Cheng raised his glass of baijiu. "Let me start. Thanks for coming, guys. Cheers!"

Erzhu shouted, "Come on, everyone, let's have a drink!"

Feng Yuxiu glanced at the wine glass, picked it up, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking it, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot for a brief moment.

Everything in front of them turned blood red, and Er Zhu's face became even more ferocious and bloody.

However, this strange state only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing.

This is likely a sequela of an eye condition.

"How's it going, Brother Shu? This is a three-cannon-style restaurant, you rarely drink this kind of good stuff, do you?" The man next to Erzhu asked with a smile, picking up some food.

Gao Peng immediately retorted, "What are you saying? There's something that even Brother Shu can't afford? Who is Brother Shu? Even when the county magistrate takes office, he has to give his approval. How can you talk like that?"

"Oh yes, yes, it was my fault." The man quickly patted his mouth, but his eyes were full of sighs.

Erzhu, smoking a cigarette, glanced at the two people next to him and said this.

"Well, my factory is opening soon. You two can come over and just pay me three thousand a month to look after things."

Gao Peng immediately chimed in, "Isn't Brother Shu unemployed lately? Why don't you let him work at your factory as a gatekeeper or something?"

"Isn't this making Brother Shu a watchdog? How can that be? Brother Shu is a big shot... a figure who can make even Wangdu Village tremble." The man in the hat laughed heartily.

Erzhu got interested and said, "My factory is right across from Brother Shu's house. Well, Brother Shu, you're sleeping at home anyway, and you're sleeping at my factory anyway, so why don't you move your things and sleep in front of my factory? At least it'll earn you some money for cigarettes."

"That's so domineering!" Erzhu gave a thumbs-up and winked. "Now who in the village would dare not give me face?"

The people at the table all looked up and shouted.

Feng Yuxiu slowly stood up and twisted his neck.

"Brother Tree, what's this? Are you about to take off?" Erzhu shouted and laughed.

Everyone watched with amusement as Brother Tree, who had been pushed to his limit, was driven to desperation.

Feng Yuxiu looked left and right, then grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it against the front of Erzhu's house.

Erzhu dodged instantly, then suddenly stood up and burst into laughter, "Look, Brother Shu has been pushed to the limit..."

Feng Yuxiu became dazed, feeling utterly powerless. He slowly lowered his head to look at the boiling, bubbling hot pot.

It seemed like there was a pig's head boiling inside, the flesh and skin had completely separated from the bone.

woo woo woo woo!

Suddenly, a rapid alarm sounded outside the door. The shopkeeper behind the counter glanced at the car and immediately shouted, "Brother Erzhu, your car has been scratched!"

Erzhu was stunned for a moment, then immediately slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "Who is it? Is there anyone in this village who is so blind? Let's go out and see who it is."

Feng Yuxiu stood motionless, swaying slightly in a daze, his mind racing like an electric current.

Countless fragments of darkness and grayness swirled and moved about.

"Hehe..." He chuckled foolishly, then suddenly grabbed the red-hot hot pot and dashed out.

(End of this chapter)