For a week in a row, Hou Dasheng did not stay at any place. He followed Hou Laohu and met many people. Some people lived well, lived in big houses and had wives. Some people lived badly, just enough to make a living. Those who took out to entertain Hou Laohu were even half a bottle of rice wine and brought two borrowed eggs.

Hou Laohu laughed and received their hospitality. Hou Laohu had a bad life, so Hou Laohu talked to them about the situation first. After eating, the money was left.

Hou Dasheng finally met Hu Zeyuan, a man who had no hands. He used his wrists without hands to make yellow mud pickled duck eggs. When Hou Dasheng first saw him making pickled duck eggs, he almost glared out his eyes.

Hu Zeyuan had no hands, so he used the small piece of duck egg on the upper part of his wrist to wrap the yellow mud! But even so, the duck eggs he wrapped were evenly muddy. But he saw that he evenly wrapped a layer of yellow mud, and then evenly wrapped a layer of wood ash. Then he put the duck eggs in the jar with yellow mud.

"You have to be worthy of your conscience when making duck eggs. Some people only wrap them with a layer of wood ash when they export them. I basically wrap them with them, regardless of whether they export them or not." This is what Hu Zeyuan explained to Hou Dasheng at that time. At that time, Hu Zeyuan was wearing a shabby old camouflage uniform and simply sat at the door of his yard to wrap yellow mud on the duck eggs.

Hu Zeyuan's life was not well-off, but finally a girl fell in love with him and got married to him. Hou Laohu still left them a pair of diamond rings, but Hu Zeyuan did not refuse. He accepted it with a smile: "My wife followed me, and she suffered and did not enjoy the hardships. The old company commander's pair of rings was considered to be my compensation for her."

You're welcome, Hou Dasheng saw the duck eggs made by Hu Zeyuan himself at dinner that night. Looking at the red double yolk eggs, Hou Dasheng knew that it was definitely a very good quality duck egg. After each person had one, Hu Zeyuan didn't get much.

"Old company commander, when you want to go back, you bring a jar. I'll order others for the rest." Hu Zeyuan said with a smile: "I want to make good eggs, and I can only make 100 eggs a day. If there are too many, I may not be able to take care of them..."

Hu Zeyuan's wife is a kind-looking rural woman. Seeing this, she was afraid that Hou Laohu would misunderstand, so she explained softly: "Old brother, don't mind. There are several children in the village who have no money to study and cannot pay the tuition. Lao Hu made duck eggs, one was to raise some tuition and textbook fees for them, and the other was to build school buildings in the school..."

"Our ducks, Lao Hu, have to feed fish, shrimps and snails. Otherwise, the ducks cannot produce good eggs, and without good eggs, they cannot make good pickled duck eggs." Hu Zeyuan's wife blushed and explained: "Don't worry, we will send you and the little monkey some eggs every year."

Hou Laohu smiled, but Hu Zeyuan was still the same as before. He didn't like to talk or explain. Many times, he just silently did what he thought was right. But he wouldn't tell others what he did and why he did it.

Time has not smoothed out his water chestnuts, and life has not made his waist bend. He lives towards his own ideas, just so simple and directly.

There was also Bao Hai, and Hou Dasheng could hardly imagine how a man without legs went out to sea to fish. But he still smiled and got off his fishing boat. He brought Hou Dasheng and the others the big prawns and cod fish he had picked up from the deep sea.

"I broke my foot and my hand has not broken. Even if my hand is broken, as long as I want to pull the net, I can still learn to use my teeth to pull the net." Perhaps seeing Hou Dasheng's surprise, Bao Hai said lightly at the dinner table: "As long as I want to do it, there is always a way to do it."

Hou Dasheng also noticed that Bao Hai took them through the fishing village town. Almost everyone who saw Bao Hai would greet him respectfully. Bao Hai would smile and chat with people, send a few cigarettes, etc. No one looked at him differently because his legs were gone under his knees.

He could not see any of his legs, and there was any inconvenience. During the meal, he supported himself and moved himself to the stool. He sat like Hou Dasheng and the others and could not see any inconvenience. When he went to the bathroom, he moved his wheelchair and pulled out a folded hollow stool from the back of the wheelchair and went out.

There are many such people. Lu Gang, who is like his name, is a man of steel. His condition is the most serious. His legs were amputated from his knees. One arm was amputated from his elbow. A piece of liver was directly lost, and the cecum and a piece of large intestine were gone.

There were some shrapnel near the spine. One eyeball was gone, and the remaining one was an eye and a hand. When Hou Dasheng saw him, he was burning the pottery himself. The dried pottery was sent to the fire to calcination.

There are still some pictures of ladies that are being glazed and are lifelike. Lu Gang will have his mark on each piece of pottery.

"Now, as long as it has the unique mark of 'Lu Gang', it can be sold at least 500 pieces on the market!" Following Lu Gang's apprentice, he proudly introduced to Hou Dasheng: "My master's ability is nothing to say. He just doesn't like to go out, and many awards are sent by others."

Seeing Hou Dasheng's eyes confused, the apprentice smiled and said, "Don't think I take care of the master. In fact, he can do anything by himself. I am here, and I learn more about my master's skills and being a human being. The master thinks I can go out and open a store by myself, but I think the principles of being a human being learned from the master are something I can't learn outside. So I haven't left."

Like Hu Zeyuan, Hou Dasheng did not see any inconvenience in Hu Gang during his time together. He could pour water and cook by himself. He smiled and supported himself from the wheelchair with one hand and leaned against the other hand to the chair.

During Hou Laohu and his friends visited, guests also came. Hu Gang smiled and made tea for the guests. No one thought Hu Gang was different from ordinary people. Because after he left the wheelchair, he walked smoothly, but was a little slow.

Along the way, Hou Dasheng looked at all kinds of people silently, watching their different ways of living. Some people were still in service, and they were in active service. More people had left the troops and returned to the places they had lived differently, but they all had a spirit that Hou Dasheng could not say.

"Uncle, just tell me what you want to say..." Finally, I wandered outside for more than a month. Hou Dasheng's body could adapt. They also embarked on the way home. Finally, Hou Dasheng couldn't help it. He knew that it was definitely not without reason for uncle to take him around.

Hou Laohu walked slowly with his hands behind his back. Hou Dasheng lowered his head and followed him with his luggage. After turning around, he had a lot of things on his body. The duck eggs given by Hu Zeyuan, the porcelain tea sets given by Lu Gang, and some seafood provided by Bao Hai.

Since Hou Dasheng began to recover slowly, Hou Laohu threw all these luggage to Hou Dasheng. Due to his uncle's fierce appearance, Hou Dasheng silently carried everything. Fortunately, Hou Laohu reset the luggage to at least allow the weight to be evenly distributed.

Hou Dasheng didn't have that hard work to carry it. But it was really heavy...

"A few foreigners praise you for a tough guy, and you really think of yourself as a tough guy?" Hou Laohu walked slowly with his hands behind his back: "It doesn't mean anything else to take you around. I just let you take a good look at what a real tough guy is!"

"They are the real tough guys! They live out their own way at any time. They live out their own taste! They are all their own temperament. They have never changed their temper. When they come back, they still have never changed their mistakes. If they are wrong, they will admit it. If they are right, they will do it. The tone in their hearts will never dissipate until death!"

Hou Laohu turned around and looked at Hou Dasheng and said word by word: "They are the tough guys. You?! You are a tough guy who is a tough guy! A tough guy who makes a fool!"

Hou Dasheng lowered his head and said nothing. However, Hou Laohu was still walking slowly in front of him. He was getting closer and closer to Houjia Village. They could take a ride back, but Hou Laohu still chose to walk. He walked with his hands behind his back and walked in front of him like a tiger patrolling his territory.

Hou Dasheng followed him without saying a word.

"Touch your chest, ask yourself carefully. Are you considered a tough guy?!" Hou Laohu snorted coldly: "Speaking about being a waste is the biggest waste! When people live, you treat yourself as a waste. You are a waste! Look, look at your current virtues! You are also very handsome because a few foreigners call you a tough guy?! Do you want shame?!"

Hou Dasheng lowered his head and couldn't say a word. Yes, he had to admit that he was decadent. Since he knew that he had no way to go to the battlefield, he suddenly became confused. What can he do?! Do you become a cook?! What do you want to do the most? Of course, he still wants to be on the battlefield!

He shouted and fought with the brothers of the jackal! He fought with all kinds of enemies! This is the life that men live, this is where he, Hou Dasheng, should go. This... is where he, Hou Dasheng, can be proud of.

But nothing is gone. Now he is a useless man who cannot go to the battlefield. Yes, although he has no words, this is an idea that Hou Dasheng had never said in his heart.
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