Li Hao was quite surprised, "Brother Fan, you doubt..."

"Aunt Ma will not be an enemy." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "You can do this in person."

Aunt Ma will not be the enemy, but Cheng Qianfan would feel very uncomfortable if he didn't find out if he didn't find out.

"I understand." Haozi nodded, and he looked at Brother Fan, wanting to speak but stopping.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Fan, sister-in-law doesn't know you're injured, right?" Haozi asked.

"A little injury is not to worry." Cheng Qianfan said that he was resting in the study yesterday.

As he said that, he glared at Haozi, "You have a firm mouth."

"Brother Fan, if you have injuries, you will have scars." Li Hao reminded.

"Yes. If there is a wound, there will be scars." Cheng Qianfan's eyes were deep and he sighed. He knew that Haozi was talking about Ruolan would sooner or later see the scar on his back. However, Cheng Qianfan thought deeper. The scar on his back might not have any trouble for him, but once something happened, it might be a doubt, which requires a reasonable explanation.

Kunshan, Qiongxi Village.

Li Shunan held the handkerchief in her hand, and the handkerchief was stained with blood. She was a little helpless and didn't know whether to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

She glanced at the wounded soldier lying on the bed, raised her head, and looked empty.

This man was unconscious for eight or nine hours. The first thing he said when he woke up was to ask about his soldiers.

Li Shunan told him that he only fished out one of him from the river and did not see anyone else alive. This is what this person looks like.

Footsteps came from outside.

Then, the wooden door was pushed open.

Li Shunan's cousin Peng Yuzhang came in with a package in his hand.

"Awaken?" Peng Yuzhang asked.

"I woke up and asked his soldiers how they were doing, and then that's it." Li Shunan said worriedly at the soldier who was still in a daze.

Peng Yuzhang sighed, and he opened the package, which contained several clothes. "There are kids in the village, you can't wear this outfit. There are a few clothes here, I'll change it for you."

As he said that, he signaled his cousin Li Shunan to go out and said, "Shunan, go outside and watch, someone will tell me."

This is a dilapidated city temple. They placed this wounded soldier here and would not attract the attention of outsiders.

Peng Yuzhang helped the injured soldiers change their clothes. Although the other party still did not speak, he was still willing to cooperate.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Peng Yuzhang accidentally touched the other party's wound and apologized quickly. Then he was stunned. In addition to the three new wounds on the body of the wounded soldier, there were more than a dozen old scars of all sizes, including one of the front chest that seemed to be a gun hole, and two narrow scars on the abdomen came into his eyes. He took a breath of air conditioning. How did this man survive such a serious injury?

"This is a wound?" he pointed and asked.

He didn't expect the other party to speak, and carefully changed the other party's clothes, "You are big and your clothes may be a little small."

"Yesterday, guns kept firing in the Zhizigou. After the gunshot stopped, the Japanese set fire." "I took Shunan to the lake to cast a net. I didn't expect that I would catch you up in one net. I thought you were dead, which scared Shunan."

"Fight a bayonet with the Japanese." The wounded soldier said.

Peng Yuzhang was very happy to see him talking. He heard the opera that there is no greater sorrow than death, and he was really worried that this person would not speak.

Hearing that the dense scars on this man were injured by fighting with the Japanese bayonet, he was solemn and said, "Good."

"Where is my gun?" the wounded soldier asked.

This is the second sentence Peng Yuzhang said when he heard the wounded soldier.
Chapter completed!