The sun rose, and there was a faint flash in the snow, but the winter was still cold.

However, Shang Zhen and Leng Xiaozhi had temporarily forgotten the cold.

It’s not because the two of them hugged each other. The temperature is around minus 20 degrees Celsius, and the two of them hugged each other is just a little colder than before. It is impossible to say that it’s hot.

Shang Zhen and Leng Xiaozhi temporarily forgot about coldness, but because Leng Xiaozhi was not honest when he got into Shang Zhen's arms, she stuffed her cold little hands into Shang Zhen's cotton coat and stuffed them directly into Shang Zhen's armpit.

Leng Xiaozhi's cold little claws stuffed into Shang Zhen's hot armpits, which made Shang Zhen shudder!

"Oh, my aunt, can you calm down?" Shang Zhen really didn't know how to deal with Leng Xiaozhi.

"I'll take it out after being warmed up." Leng Xiaozhi said with a smile.

But she has now calculated that Shang Zhen is a good temper. In her mind, I promise you that you will have three lives. I just use your ga (ga) to cover your hands, so what can I do?

Shang Zhen was speechless and could only let Leng Xiaozhi's hand be placed there.

After a while, Leng Xiaozhi felt his hands warm and then he reluctantly pulled out.

But as soon as she tried, she felt that her hand touched something, and then her hand started moving inside Shang Zhen's clothes again.

"Where are you?" Shang Zhen said airborne.

Shang Zhen is now a company commander, but he is wearing a dress with Hao Zhenglong's special training team.

Even though Leng Xiaozhi was brave, he didn't have the nerve to stuff his hands into it, but it was between Shang Zhen's shirt and cotton coat.

"What is your pocket?" It turned out that Leng Xiaozhi touched the pocket inside Shang Zhen's cotton coat when he was pulling his hands out.

"Three lives and three lives!" Shang Zhen said angrily, "Oh, I'll take it out for you, don't be careless!"

As soon as Shang Zhen said this, Leng Xiaozhi pulled out his hand.

How could it be possible to contain three lives and three lives in the cotton coat pocket? It contained the photo Leng Xiaozhi gave Shang Zhen. The four words written by Leng Xiaozhi on it are "Three lives and three lives".

Shang Zhen reached out and took out the things in the pocket, but it was wrapped in a piece of paper, but it was probably a photo, judging from the size.

But when Leng Xiaozhi took it and opened the paper, his eyes lit up. The ones she placed were not only the one she gave to Shang Zhen, but also a photo of Shang Zhen himself. These photos were taken by them at the Xi'an Photo Studio at that time.

"This photo of you belongs to me!" Leng Xiaozhi began to declare sovereignty.

Shang Zhen didn't say anything, he stretched out his military uniform and continued to look at the road.

"Seeing that you are unwilling to do so, do you really treat me as a counterfeit?" Leng Xiaozhi was displeased.

"Lai Dian'er!" Shang Zhen said with a stern face but a smile in his eyes.

"Laidaier, just let me know. Please write the words on this photo and give it to me!" Leng Xiaozhi said domineeringly.

"What words are written in the middle of winter?" Shang Zhen was not happy.

"I have to write it! I promise you three lives, but you have to promise me all my life, right?" Leng Xiaozhi refused, and after saying that, he took out his pen from his clothes.

Shang Zhen glanced at the pen and couldn't help but smile and said, "The pen is pretty good. If you can let it come out of water, I will promise you for the rest of your life."

It turned out that Leng Xiaozhi's pen was a very advanced tap water pen nowadays.

China only produced the first tap water pen in the 17th year of the Republic of China (1928). Nowadays, those who can use tap water pens are not ordinary people!

The reason why Shang Zhen said this was because the weather was too cold, and the ink in the pen bag had long been frozen!

"Who are you embarrassed about?" Leng Xiaozhi said disapprovingly, and then she opened her mouth and stuffed the pen into her mouth.

"So you are educated and you are all full of ink!" Shang Zhen was both angry and funny.

Leng Xiaozhi closed his mouth and held the tip of the pen without saying a word.

After a while, she felt that the water in the pen would melt a little before she pulled it out, so she went to catch Shang Zhen's hand and said, "Write it quickly, it will be frozen later!"

Shang Zhen originally wanted to tease Leng Xiaozhi for a while, but when he saw Leng Xiaozhi's bright and longing eyes, he didn't say anything anymore. He took the pen and wrote the four words "Life and Life" on that photo, which was even more crooked than the old cockroach.

"I'm so stingy, I really write for my whole life!" Leng Xiaozhi said angrily, but she still put away the pen.

But when she wanted to put away Shang Zhen's "signature photo", Shang Zhen suddenly said, "Let's go down, these damn guys are really catching up!"

Leng Xiaozhi was so scared that he heard Shang Zhen say this, and he stuffed the photo into the pocket of the coat he was wearing.

She didn't have any coat herself, but before passing the level, she pretended to be the Northeast Army and gave her hers.

There was really a movement on the road below, but a truck drove over, and the truck stopped at Gaogang. Since Shang Zhen and Leng Xiaozhi were now on the high point of the hill, they could see it very clearly.

As they saw someone jumping out of the truck, they looked at the snow on the road with guns in their hands. Needless to ask, they were looking for their footprints.

"It's from the Military Control Commission." Leng Xiaozhi said.

Shang Zhen and the others were only about one hundred meters away from those people. The clothes they wore were very mixed, and they were obviously not from the Northeast Army.

"I don't understand why all Chinese people have such a big grudge?" Shang Zhen whispered.

His tone was a bit complicated, with some discomforts, some emotion and some sighs.

"Class struggle." Leng Xiaozhi interjected.

"What?" Shang Zhen didn't understand. He really didn't know what class struggle meant.

"The rich and powerful are in a group, and the poor are in a group. The rich and powerful are in a group. The rich and powerful are not allowed to live. The people will hate the rich and eat the big ones, so just fight.

This is how the peasant uprisings were done, and now they are the same." Leng Xiaozhi explained.

Shang Zhen didn't say anything, but he felt that this was the case.

At this time, the people who got out of the truck had already started searching along both sides of the road, and it was obvious that they were looking for footprints.

"There are only about ten people in total, and they are really brave!" Shang Zhen said angrily.

"You don't want to do that, are you? They have a lot of people." Leng Xiaozhi reminded.

"It's not a question of too many people." Shang Zhen replied, "If they see the two of us, no, we can't do it even if we see my footprints.

However, we have to think of some tricks, and it’s a bit too much to hit people!”

Shang Zhen said while thinking that there were about ten people getting off the car, and there were still two or three left in the car!

In Shang Zhen's idea, it is better to have less than more things. If the other party does not find his own footprints, of course it is better not to make a move.

But just after a while, Leng Xiaozhi said, "They are standing there again!"

Shang Zhen is an experienced veteran.

He and Leng Xiaozhi came from the other end of the road and walked onto the road.

Since this section of the road is Gaogang, there is no snow, so there are no footprints on the road.

When walking from the highway to this hill, Shang Zhen deliberately put Leng Xiaozhi down from his shoulder and walked over with Leng Xiaozhi.

Then he turned around and treated his and Leng Xiaozhi's footprints with the wormwood.

But no matter how you deal with it, the places he has drawn will eventually leave some traces.
Chapter completed!