The old man’s name is easy to remember! Han Xiufeng! He is a portrayal of the sunset, "The most beautiful is the red sunset," which is used to describe the old man. They have many stories that they see and hear from their ears are deposited in his heart. It is like a jar of adult wine, sweet and mellow.

Han Xiufeng had tooths and backs of ears, but his eyes were still working. The sunken eye sockets, the energetic eyeballs flashed with bright colors, and the complex and intertwined expression on his face. He was trembling and slugging his lips that could not be blocked by Feng's lips. He sighed and took a sip of the tea water made by Xiao Ming, and told his story about his stagnant water.

He was a porter, and he worked for many people of different identities. At that time, the world was noisy and I didn’t know which team was the team of the common people.

The Injue Bay was not noticeable before, but later a couple came to take the elderly and children to settle here. The Injue Bay became a little angry. When they left early and returned late, the couple were inseparable from each other, went out together and came back together.

Han Xiufeng tells the prelude to the story of the chaste woman. After he told this story, he confirmed that the legend here is not groundless, but well-founded.

Just as the couple lived a dull life in a harmonious and peaceful manner, an unexpected tragedy occurred.

He was found by a team halfway through and asked to help them lead their horses. The team could not tell the size of their official positions, and they were all wearing red cloth five-pointed star octagonal hats and coarse gray military uniforms with red cloth collars.

The difference between this team and other teams is that they like to sleep on the floor and sleep under the eaves. They do not disturb the people, do not take the masses at a stitch and thread, and always look very kind to people.

Han Xiufeng just did some easy jobs, walking horses and mowing grass, and he could have three or two meals of wild vegetables to make porridge a day, so he could be full! It was a bit bitter, but it was very fulfilling. In addition, the officers and soldiers of this team called him a fellow villager as cordially as their relatives.

Especially an older cadre with a very kind face, he kept calling him brother.

On this day, the team received a notice and ordered them to pursue a small group of fleeing soldiers in the north. So they temporarily changed their work and rest time, started to rebel, and prepared to pursue the defeated soldiers, and wanted to wipe out them in one go.

Han Xiufeng was a progressive young man. He wanted to be a man who stood up and down and wanted to kill the enemy with them. The cadre was very good at observing people. When he knew his thoughts, he assigned a squad leader to teach him to shoot.

The squad leader is a famous sharpshooter in the team. The Bullseye is like the heart of an enemy. Looking at the squad leader's marksmanship, it is really exciting. Just when the team was about to set off, they received another urgent task of 100,000, asking them to rescue another ally unit.

It is important to pursue the defeated soldiers, but it is also important for the Allies to need them to rescue them. But just a few people, how could they be divided into two groups to fight the enemy? The cadres were very anxious, and their lips were so blistered that they did not come up with a comprehensive solution.

After Han Xiufeng learned about this situation, he hurriedly recommended himself: "I'll go!"

"You go?" The cadre stared at him strangely, not knowing what he meant to say.

He held it in for a long time and once again plucked up the courage, "I'll go and chase the enemy."

"You!" The sharpshooter squad leader endured his expression of wanting to laugh and looked at him. His eyes were clearly marked with disbelief.

"If I can do it, you just believe me once."

Seeing this stubborn man, who was so serious, he insisted on pursuing the defeated soldiers. The squad leader and the cadres immediately reached a consensus and decided to hand over this sacred and arduous task to him.

Han Xiufeng's weapon was a thug gun and a horse. When he came to the stagnant bay, he only saw the lake peacefully, and at the home of a resident near the lake, he saw no living person.

There was blood on the ground. He looked for the blood and saw two freshly piled graves. It is conceivable that he should know what was going on here.

Just when the team received another mission, a tragedy happened here. I don’t know who the tomb was built for, and I don’t know whether the people in the tomb were men or women. Han Xiufeng immediately cut down some trees and bamboo nearby, temporarily tied up a raft, put it in the water and wanted to hold it to the other side of the lake.

A simple idea is difficult to do. The raft is put into the water and supports it to the center of the lake. The sky becomes very abnormal, and the sky is dark. He has always been unbelieving, so he still tried hard to hold on to the bamboo pole and move little by little to the other side.

After the sky was dark, heavy rain drifted down. This time he really couldn't move forward, and the raft was circling on the spot. Under Monet, he had to go back to the shore along the same route and waited for the rain to clear the sky before continuing to chase after.

The rain took several days and nights, and it seemed that the tide was about to rise. Sure enough, in the next few days, the lake was rising, flooding the nearby flat ground and submerging some plants.

Han Xiufeng had no idea for a moment. When he thought of his decisive words in front of the squad leader and the cadre, he felt guilty and blamed himself. After finally waiting for the tide to fade, he finally rode a raft to the other shore of the lake.

But I found that there was no one on the island, but there were traces left by humans who had lived here. The strangest thing was that those branches that seemed to be newly planted, with strange words posted on them.

He was unwilling to go back empty-handedly, so he searched everywhere. Apart from seeing some fragments of ragged clothes, he saw no one. What about people? There were several people in this small group of defeated soldiers! At least ten, where would they go in just a dozen days? Could it be that the cicada had escaped from another location and went to the lake?

Han Xiufeng felt that things were too strange. He was vigilant and searched the mountains and forests one by one, drilling the forests when they saw them, and spreading them open to see them when they saw them. As a result, he still found nothing. It was not until he ran to the other side of the island that he realized that there was a cliff and that people could not go down to the lake from here to slip away.

Seeing that it was getting late, he didn't dare to stay there, and he had to quickly leave this seemingly gloomy island.

"You mean, those defeated soldiers disappeared inexplicably?"

The old man Han Xiufeng nodded and said, "Yes! I have lived here all the time since then, just to find out the truth about this matter, but I stayed there for a lifetime. Most of the people here have the surname Han, haha! Not all of them are my descendants, but they also have foreign surnames."

"You are so lucky, old man." Zhiqing said with a heartfelt smile.

"Oh! My wife came from fleeing the famine. Seeing that she had a big butt, I would definitely be able to have a baby. I will marry her. Hi, let alone, I gave birth to several people with me."

"Mr. Han, then to say so, my ancestors also fled to the famine?" Li Laoyao joked.
Chapter completed!