"Alas, fighting the Japanese was a terrible ordeal not only for the civilians, but also for the soldiers!"

Grandpa Hong recalled for a long time before slowly speaking.

Chang Dashan and Liu Meifen looked shaken as they recalled the devastating situation when nine out of ten houses in the village were empty.

"Let's not talk about this anymore, or I won't be able to sleep well tonight," Liu Meifen quickly advised, as she was a little afraid to recall the memory.

Seeing this, Chang Kun changed the subject: "Uncle Hong, I heard that the Japanese are a bit different from us. Do you have any good ways to tell them apart? I work as a policeman on the railway, and I might need it sometime."

"You mean this? It's easy to tell the Japanese apart. Their thighs and big toes are different from ours. You'll understand when you see them."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"Hehe, to be honest, it's nothing to brag about. They like to wear loincloths and clogs, and their thighs and big toes are quite different from ours."

Chang Kun suddenly realized that the Japanese were really like that, and he would be able to tell them apart if he encountered them in the future.

"Anyway, just fight the Japanese devils when you see them. They're all the same. If you don't wipe them out, they won't know who their ancestors are!" When he said this, Grandpa Hong seemed to regain his former glory, his back straight and his eyes sharp.

"good!"

"Well said!"

Not only did Chang Dashan and Liu Meifen cheer loudly, but even the little girls clapped their hands enthusiastically.

Chang Kun was filled with admiration. These were the true heroes who fought the Japanese. They all knew that the Japanese wouldn't know fear unless they were beaten hard enough.

It's that simple. So many people are shouting for friendship between the two sides, but most of those people are actually relying on the Japanese for their livelihood!

Chang Kun knew all about the things the Japanese devils did in secret later on. Not to mention anything else, just the fact that they secretly changed our textbooks, did they really think no one knew?

All I can say is, some things are just awful!

"Alright, that's enough. Talking about this too much will keep me up at night," Grandpa Hong waved his hand, bidding farewell to the group. "It's just a short walk home, don't bother seeing me off."

"Big brother, come quick! We've released all the fireflies!" Chang Qing dragged Chang Kun into the house.

"Huh? They've been released?" Chang Kun was taken aback. He had finally managed to catch these fireflies, and these three girls had let them go. They were such a worry.

"Hey, come and see!"

I hurried into the room and saw that the mosquito net on the bed had been lowered, and the inside was filled with the twinkling lights of fireflies.

"Haha, big brother, what do you think? Pretty good, right?"

"Big brother, it was my idea," Xiu'er eagerly claimed credit.

Chang Qing scoffed, "Come on, you only found out it was prettier to let the fireflies fly around inside the mosquito net because you accidentally let them escape."

Chang Kun patted the little heads and put the fireflies inside the mosquito net. The net was filled with light from all corners, and it was indeed beautiful.

"Brother, they won't die in a day or two like hermit crabs, will they?"

"Of course they'll die. Do you think they can live inside a mosquito net forever? They'll starve to death."

"Ah?!" the three little girls exclaimed in unison.

Chang Qing's eyes darted around, and then she came up with an idea: "Let's catch fireflies tonight, put them in the mosquito net for light, and then release them in the morning so they can find their own food. We'll catch them again to light the way at night, hahaha, that's brilliant!"

Chang Muxiu was so surprised that she exclaimed.

"Wow! Xiaoqing is so clever! Now we'll always have fireflies! That's great!"

"Hehehe, we're not afraid of the dark anymore!"

Chang Kun: ...

These fireflies are pitiful; Chang Qing has arranged everything perfectly for them. They find their own food during the day and are caught at night to provide light for her.

Chang Qing seems to have invented something amazing. Isn't this a perpetual motion machine? It's much better than a donkey, and you don't even need to feed it hay.

It's a bit of a hassle for Brother Chang. Now Chang Kun has something to do every night, having to take the little girls to catch fireflies all the time.

"Big brother, will you take us to catch fireflies every night?"

Chang Kun ignored him and walked straight out the door: "You guys go catch it yourselves, I'm going to sleep."

It's fine to play with them occasionally, but I can't stand running around like crazy every day.

"Big brother, does that mean you've agreed?"

"Brother, let's eat breakfast early tomorrow, and then we'll go catch them."

"Thank you, big brother, you're the best..."

With his buttocks surging up behind him like a tidal wave, Chang Kun couldn't withstand the sweet-talking girls and fled in panic.

Early the next morning.

After waking up, Chang Kun went to the main room to check on the little maids as usual.

The three girls lay sprawled inside the mosquito net, fast asleep. The fireflies, which had been hovering around the edge of the net, had long since lost their light.

Poor little fireflies, let's release them. If they stay in the mosquito net for another day, they'll probably all die.

Chang Kun gently lifted the mosquito net, checked Xiu'er to make sure she hadn't wet the bed, and then picked up the fireflies one by one.

"What is Xiao Kun doing?" the old woman asked.

"If we put these fireflies here, they'll probably all die, and then these girls will cry again..."

The old woman replied irritably, "Isn't it because you were looking for trouble? Why did you catch fireflies for them?"

Chang Kun chuckled. They were his younger sisters, after all. If he didn't spoil them, they'd grow up, get married, and then have children—the thought was terrifying…

I went outside the courtyard and found a patch of grass, so I threw all the fireflies in there. I don't know if these things eat dew or flower sap.

After eating two ears of corn for breakfast, Chang Kun got on his bicycle and prepared to go to work.

My mother grumbled behind me, "You just pat your butt and leave, but when the little ones get up and find the fireflies are gone, they'll start crying and wailing again."

Chang Kun smiled and said, "Just tell them that I took it. I'll go to work early today, and if I can take the day off, I'll go to my uncle's house this afternoon."

"Hey, this is a big deal. Get it done quickly so you can sleep peacefully." Yesterday, when I found out that my son had helped his aunt find a job, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep half the night. I even forgot to ask my dad for the remaining half pack of premium cigarettes.

Watching her son walk away, Liu Meifen hummed a Peking opera tune and happily returned to the courtyard, preparing to continue cleaning.

The yard is big, so it's not good to have trees planted in it. As soon as there's a hint of autumn, the leaves start falling, and if you don't sweep them up, there won't be anywhere to step in a few days.

If it were maple leaves, it would have a touch of poetic charm, but unfortunately there's a jujube tree and a persimmon tree in the yard, and the fallen leaves are withered, yellow, and grayish-black, so much so that even the little donkey doesn't like to eat them.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Liu Meifen entered the courtyard and had just picked up a broom when she saw Chang Dashan sneaking around and hurriedly heading towards the small courtyard in the northwest corner.

"No...nothing..." Chang Dashan mumbled, a special cigarette dangling from his mouth, not daring to turn around.

As he walked away, he left behind wisps of smoke.

"Oh! I almost forgot, hand over that pack of good cigarettes from yesterday!" Liu Meifen suddenly realized.

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