In a dream.

White latte holding a gun.

I saw the end of the barrel and saw the muzzle, which began to deform, began to grow bigger, expanded, and began to become two upper and lower lips, two full lips...

Then the gun opened its mouth and began to speak.

"You are my boss,

"But you can't force me to eat manure."

"Oh, I'm going to force it."

"Then I'll go!"

"Oh, I'm going to force it."

"Then I'll go!"

"Oh, I'm going to force it."

"Then I'll go!"

"Oh, I'm going to force it."

...

Repeat meaninglessly over and over again.

The gun in his hand began to tremble and rust.

It seems that the time that belongs to this gun is quietly accelerating the passage between heaven and earth and under the stars.

Its surface is rusted layer by layer.

Its rust peels off layer by layer.

Its barrel is broken,

Its gun body was shriveled.

Its hammer fell off.

In the white latte's hand, there were only a few wisps of rust left, which were blown down by the night wind and fell among the grass with dead leaves.

The world is quiet, only the sky is like a dome, and the holy land is about to fall.

The white latte's hands were empty and clean, as if nothing had existed.

...

ah?

White Latte suddenly woke up and bounced up!

Another dream!

The cold night wind blew on his face, with the smell of feces.

The dew leaves brushed across the back of his hand, and the squeaking insects sounded.

White latte wipes the sweat from the forehead.

"Fortunately it's just a dream."

Bai Latte looked up and went to see the gun thrown in the cesspool.

Sure enough, the muzzle really turned into a mouth!

...

After working on night shifts, it was already early in the morning when my colleagues who came to change shifts.

The clouds in the sky just meant a little red glow.

The white latte swayed with dark circles and walked downstairs to the dormitory building.

Thinking about climbing more than ten floors of stairs, it was even more painful!

There was already someone decorating medicine at the foot of the building.

Is Ma Dazhuang and the others?

The taste of this medicine...the best eye drops?

Where did Chen Lu get his military achievements? He bought medicine again?

Or are the puppets who lost all their money and bought medicine for Chen Lu?

Bai Latte walked past Ma Dazhuang while wondering.

Ma Dazhuang had long seen the white latte, and his body was stiff at this time, as if he had turned into a wooden man, so he didn't dare to look back!

...

After sleeping for a few hours, the white latte got up again and felt much better in his mental state.

Pull out the gun from your pocket.

Look at the barrel, it's still the full little mouth.

At this time, the shape of this small mouth is not very correct.

It seemed to be pouting...is it angry?

The white latte pulled the corners of his mouth.

There is only half a basin of water in the next basin. Let’s wipe it first and wash it thoroughly.

There is also a bottle of special maintenance oil. After washing, apply some oil to the key parts.

It’s not because I’m afraid that it will rust and can’t fire bullets at critical moments... it’s mainly because I feel sorry for my guy.

After the maintenance was completed, I saw the gun and my mouth was still pouting.

I won’t say much about the white latte.

In my pocket, there were a few manure bullets made last night.

Although there are only a few...

"Try it first."

Soon, the old lady's date pits and a few manure bullets were buried in the dilapidated flower pots in the corner of the wall.

Maybe this manure bullet is not easy to use at all?

Wouldn't that be in vain?

...

noon.

White latte and Sun Kettle, sitting on the shade of the tree, holding a bowl and drinking porridge.

I saw a lot of residents downstairs, densely packed, in groups of three or five, talking and laughing.

Sun Shuike is well-informed.

“Everyone has been very happy lately.

"I have never encountered lunatics again. Some people say that lunatics have left our town.

"Maybe it won't take long to remove the protection, everyone will go back to their homes and find their mothers."

The white latte is not allowed.

"I don't know either."

Of course it is best for a madman to leave by himself. But it always feels very bad.

Don't be engaging in any conspiracy or what big moves are you holding on?

“There is another news.

"I heard that Ma Dazhuang and the others are selling their property out and helping Chen Lu complete the second index as soon as possible."

Sell ​​property?

The corners of the white latte's mouth twitched.

Is this worth it?

But then I thought about it, if I don’t sell my property, rely solely on military merits and wages, I want to save enough old lady dates and try to complete indicator 2, how many years will it take?

I'm afraid it will take seventy or eighty or ninety years as fast as possible.

...

After working in the afternoon, the white latte finished the day's work.

Back in the dormitory, lying on the bed.

I remembered the old lady's date again.
To be continued...