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

Chapter 435 The Dressing Room

Outside.

Erzhu and his group bent over, carefully examining the scratches on the car's side door, while Xiaozhuang, riding a motorcycle nearby, lowered his head in fear.

"I'm saying, is this car so big? Are you blind? Or are you brain-dead? Can't you see it?"

"You're fucking wearing two light bulbs on your nose!"

Erzhu kicked Xiaozhuang to the ground with a high kick. Gao Peng behind him had a hint of reluctance in his eyes, but in the end he took two steps back.

Xiao Zhuang's private plot was also seized by Er Zhu. They said they would compensate him with tens of thousands of yuan, but there's still no news.

Erzhu immediately changed cars.

Xiao Zhuang kept backing away hesitantly, saying, "Big brother, the road was slippery, I really couldn't stop."

Erzhu slapped Xiaozhuang across the face, and his two lackeys immediately surrounded him.

"Damn it, this is a brand new car, you know? It could cost you your life, you know? See? Someone like you could never afford this car in your entire life. Give me three thousand yuan and this will be the end of it."

Gao Peng was stunned for a moment, then squatted down and leaned closer to look at the scratch on the side door of the car, a ten-centimeter-long scratch about the thickness of a thumb.

"Brother, I have no money, I'm in debt... How about you deduct the money from my family's compensation..."

Erzhu has taken over Xiaozhuang's family's private plot of land; that money is enough to buy a car.

"Damn it! You little bastard! You're not..."

boom!
Feng Yuxiu stood there in a daze for about two minutes, just enough time for Erzhu to finish his sentence.

A boiling hot pot slammed down on Erzhu's back.

"Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Erzhu rolled and scrambled on the ground, frantically pulling off his leather jacket.

With his back pressed against the snow on the ground, the low temperature seeped into the high temperature of his back.

The weight of the hot pot that's been heated to a boil is secondary; Feng Yuxiu's current strength is about the same as a normal person's.

Gao Peng and Xiao Zhuang stared wide-eyed in disbelief at this middle-aged man who was usually not very bright.

"Fuck you!"

Erzhu jumped up, pointed at Feng Yuxiu, and roared, "Kill him! I'll take responsibility for everything!"

"Brother Shu, run!" Xiao Zhuang suddenly realized and gave Feng Yuxiu a hard shove.

Fragmented images flashed through Feng Yuxiu's mind again, those images without visuals causing him to lose his composure for a moment.

These jumbled fragments of images have been popping into my mind from time to time since yesterday.

Feng Yuxiu felt he had lost something, but a sudden surge of blood rushing up inside him just now drove him crazy.

Seeing Erzhu's crazed expression and the other two burly men rushing towards him, Feng Yuxiu turned and ran without saying a word.

This run turned out to be quite something; he discovered that he was incredibly fast, instantly shaking off the two thugs who were chasing him.

"Damn it, wasn't this thing supposed to be the village guardian? How come it's running so fast?"

The two, panting heavily, bent over and supporting their knees, watched as Feng Yuxiu disappeared from sight.

"Forget it, let's see what Erzhu does. He can't run away. Where can the people of Wangdu Village go?"

"Damn it, didn't catch him?" Erzhu took off his upper body. Luckily, the leather jacket was genuine, only slightly red from the heat.

But this frustration made Erzhu look frantic. For many years, ever since he was in school, he had been the king of the kids in Wangdu Village.

Who wouldn't give his father, the village chief, some face?

Now that I've been hit by something like this, where am I supposed to save face?
"Damn it." Erzhu turned and kicked Xiaozhuang in the chest. Xiaozhuang's head slammed heavily onto the snow, and he stared blankly at the gray sky for a while, his head buzzing.

"Hey... Erzhu, forget it. He's the kind of person who doesn't have money... It's not a very serious problem... Just ask Lao Qiu to fix it. Let's not let it end up killing someone."

Seeing that Erzhu was about to vent all his anger on Xiaozhuang, who had not yet escaped, Gao Peng quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Quickly apologize to Erzhu!" Gao Peng grabbed Xiao Zhuang and shouted.

"I...I'm sorry, Brother Erzhu." Xiao Zhuang lowered his head meekly.

"Kneel down and apologize! You think three thousand yuan is worth it with just one sentence?" Erzhu pointed at the ground, his angry words escaping through clenched teeth as he bit down on a cigarette.

Xiao Zhuang stammered, looked around, and realized that there were only a few of them on the street.

He gritted his teeth and immediately knelt on the ground. "Brother Erzhu, I was blind. I'm sorry. I will definitely be careful when riding my bike in the future. Please forgive me."

Erzhu instantly felt relieved, laughed loudly, kicked Xiaozhuang over, pointed at the roadbed, and said, "Get out of here, get out of here."

"Yes, yes, yes." Xiao Zhuang immediately stood up, rode his motorcycle, and disappeared in a flash.

Two lackeys stood side by side, smoking cigarettes and squinting. "Second Pig, what do we do with that kid? He ran too fast, we couldn't catch him."

Erzhu narrowed his eyes. "He has to go home eventually, tonight..."

"Hey, hey, hey... Erzhu, don't you know who that kid is? He's the village guardian... He was already thought to be different from us normal people... And you even treated him like a dog at the dinner table to provoke him, how could you not be upset?"

"Forget it, he's always up in the trees, he's obviously mentally unstable. Why bother arguing with someone like that?"

Erzhu squinted as he smoked. Brother Shu had been acting strangely in the village for over a decade.

He often talks nonsense and always sits in a tree looking into the distance.

"Damn it, this thing really messed things up... Let's go sing at the Golden Seahorse KTV across the street, what bad luck..."

Feng Yuxiu's mind was blank, his memories filled with fragments from time to time.

Those illogical fragments left him completely bewildered.

I didn't feel tired, and I didn't know how long I had been running.

It eventually stopped on the hillside.

Looking back, the outline of Wangdu Village appears so barren and insignificant.

"How did I end up here..." Feng Yuxiu scratched his head, his heart pounding just thinking about how he grabbed the hot pot and smashed it against Erzhu.

But when Feng Yuxiu turned around to look, his body suddenly froze.

The snow-covered hillside and dense forest that appeared before him were exactly the same as those in his previous dream.

So he walked aimlessly up the hillside, then looked back down at the vast, messy area below.

In the picture, he is probably standing at the foot of the hillside, looking up at the figure standing on the hillside.

Now that he's standing on the hillside, who is looking down from below?
Feng Yuxiu took a step forward blankly, then slipped and fell backward.

Instinctively, he reached behind him and gripped the broken tree root tightly.

Then he slowly used the strength of his arms to pull himself up.

After experiencing the thrill of death, Feng Yuxiu slowly walked down the hillside, continuing to look at it from the same angle he had seen in his dream.

Then he turned around and walked step by step to the edge of the cliff, which was very high and below were messy tree roots and snow.

A gentle breeze blew through the snow, and Feng Yuxiu crouched down, staring at the white snow below.

He didn't know why, but he always felt like there was something down there.

Why should I be afraid of Er Zhu?

Feng Yuxiu uttered these words after squatting on the cliff for half an hour.

"Why should I be afraid of him..."

Feng Yuxiu turned around and went back home, sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) with his eyes fixed on the front door.

Erzhu didn't come all afternoon, but Xiaozhuang arrived at seven o'clock in the evening. Xiaozhuang barged in with snacks and two bottles of baijiu.

"Brother Shu, I've come to ask you to have a drink..."

After three rounds of drinking.

Xiao Zhuang, his face flushed and hiccuping from the alcohol, slammed his hand on the table and roared, "If I hadn't had something to do today, I would have definitely taken care of him!"

"Fuck him, he made me kneel down! Who does he think he is! Seriously, Brother Shu, if I didn't have something to do today, I would have definitely beaten him up. Don't you know what kind of temper I have?"

Getting excited, Xiao Zhuang grabbed the bottle and took another swig, slamming it heavily on the table. He then picked up a piece of pig's head meat and said, "Seriously, Brother Shu, I really admire your courage today! Who's the toughest guy in our village? Isn't it you, Brother Shu? You hit Erzhu and he doesn't dare to come after you now. He hasn't come after you, has he?"

Feng Yuxiu nodded with his eyes closed, smoking a cigarette.

"That's right, in Wangdu Village, who wouldn't dare to give Brother Shu some face!"

Xiao Zhuang became increasingly emboldened as he spoke, "Just you wait, Brother Shu, if he dares to do that again, I'll definitely take him down."

"By the way, Brother Shu, are you going to Gao Peng's wedding?" Xiao Zhuang asked casually, biting his pig ear.

"Go ahead, why wouldn't you go?"

"If Erzhu throws a tantrum at the wedding, I'll team up with you to take him down!"

Xiao Zhuang became increasingly excited, "I'm going to let him know that everyone in Wangdu Village is afraid of him, but I'm not!"

The two then fell into silence.

The wine was all gone, and all the snacks were left on the empty plates.

Xiao Zhuang was quite drunk, and with a slurred speech, he raised his head and mumbled, "Brother Shu, my brother said he's coming back next month. Can you come with me to pick him up?"

After saying that, Xiao Zhuang fell asleep immediately.

Feng Yuxiu squinted, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

The next day he got up early and went to the barbershop.

According to his bone age, he shouldn't look like this, disheveled and unkempt.

"Shu, why are you thinking of getting a haircut in winter?" Xiao Juan, a slightly overweight married older woman, was lying in bed watching a movie stored on her phone.

Feng Yuxiu sat in the chair and said, "Fix my noodles."

"It's been so long! Shu, your voice sounds so much younger. Did you quit smoking?"

Xiao Juan joked and skillfully began to shave Feng Yuxiu's face.

After closing his eyes, fragmented images and memories resurfaced in his mind.

Half an hour later, Xiao Juan, who had been chattering away, suddenly froze, bending down to look at Feng Yuxiu's face in disbelief.

From this angle, Feng Yuxiu could see Xiao Juan's plump, soft breasts, trimmed with red lace.

Once women get married and have children, they don't care as much anymore.

Xiao Juan stared intently at Feng Yuxiu, "Shu, how... how have you changed?"

Feng Yuxiu stood up and carefully looked at himself in the mirror.

He felt like a stranger to himself; he didn't recognize the person in the mirror at all.

He didn't even have any memory of looking in the mirror before.

"Do you think it's difficult for men in their forties to have plenty of energy?" Feng Yuxiu suddenly asked this question out of the blue.

Xiao Juan was stunned for a moment, then leaned back and laughed heartily, "Shu, I thought you were as dull as a donkey all the time, how come you've suddenly become so clever today? Come, come, let Sister Juan show you."

As she spoke, Xiao Juan reached out and grabbed Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu suddenly retreated, casually tossed down a few cents, and turned to leave.

Xiao Juan leaned against the door and called out, "Come over tonight, I'll help you figure it out."

At Wangdu Town Health Center, Feng Yuxiu lay on the bed in the dressing room with his eyes closed, while Pingping stared blankly at Feng Yuxiu's face.

Perhaps it was from a fall or from getting dirty, but Feng Yuxiu now looks clean-shaven with a buzz cut and sharp facial features.

His slightly tanned skin even resembled Juntao's face.

Pingping felt her heart race; she was someone who had seen big cities before.

Therefore, it is completely out of step with the feudalistic thinking here. In big cities, it is perfectly normal for men and women to date.

"Uncle... I feel like you've gotten younger..."

Pingping squatted down, pulled up a stool, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked with a smile.

Feng Yuxiu opened his eyes. "Really? Haven't you seen what I looked like before?"

"No, it's just that you used to not wash your face. Your face was always covered in black grime... We often joked that you must have been sleeping in the outhouse every day and your face was covered in poop... Hahaha..."

Pingping became much more optimistic, laughing heartily with her head thrown back, her large breasts swaying heavily in front of her.

Feng Yuxiu also laughed, but his smile was strangely awkward inside, as if his body rarely smiled.

"Alright, Uncle, let me change your dressing... Your eyes are almost healed."

Pingping stood up, turned around, took the eye drops, and carefully dripped them onto Feng Yuxiu's body.

Feeling the soft body, Feng Yuxiu was slightly lost in thought.

Pingping seemed to be doing it on purpose, perhaps because she had helped her fend off Lao Qiu's groping last time, and now she was doing it intentionally.

As a result, they increasingly put half of their body weight on themselves.

"Ouch, Uncle, don't move... the medicine is dripping crookedly..."

Pingping, in a fit of rage, pressed the eye drops against Feng Yuxiu's nose, sat up angrily, and slammed the door to the dressing room shut.

"Uncle, please don't move..."

Pingping thought for a moment and sat down beside her. "This is the last time we're changing the dressing, it's very important..."

Feng Yuxiu tilted his head and looked towards the door, where he could clearly see the bright red cotton pants peeking out from under Pingping's white pants.

Pingping thought for a moment, then sat on Feng Yuxiu's lap with her large, plump buttocks. "This is the last time I'm changing the dressing, it's very important..."

Her body leaned forward slightly.

Feng Yuxiu tilted his head and looked towards the door, where he could clearly see Pingping's bright red woolen pants peeking out from under her white pants.

"Pingping, how old are you?" Feng Yuxiu asked casually.

Pingping blushed and put in eye drops, "Uncle, what a question! I only graduated last year, I'm twenty-four!"

"How many boyfriends have you had..."

“Three already…” Pingping felt increasingly hot, as she knew people everywhere in this small town.

These past few years have been very depressing, especially for someone like her who went to the big city and saw all the bright colors and glitz, and became more open-minded.

As Feng Yuxiu felt Pingping's body temperature rising rapidly, a voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"If you dare to betray me, I'll cut you up."

The voice was clear and resonant, carrying an undeniable firmness.

Feng Yuxiu suddenly sat up, shoved Pingping aside, turned around, rolled off the bed, opened the door, and walked out.

Pingping gritted her teeth and stomped her foot, "What are you pretending for... a fool acting so high and mighty..."

(End of this chapter)