Chapter 455: Close Combat, Long-Range Throwing

As for the first person Wang An knew who called their mother "ma," it was one of Wang An's brothers.

However, it was a brother who had fought side-by-side with Wang An many times when Wang An was messing around, and also a brother who had never abandoned each other no matter how strong the opponent's lineup was.

Such brothers, Wang An only had two in total; counting Wang An, the three of them were considered the "Iron Triangle" famous on the road back then.

It was just that this brother who called his mother "ma" later went to join the army, while the other one, also the youngest of the three, followed his mother and stepfather to another place.

And the reason Wang An would put down the pickaxe handle was because the kid in front of him, like his brother, also called his mother "ma."

Wang An looked at the kid's face and couldn't help but subconsciously ask: "Is your older brother named Cui Tianbing?"

As soon as this kid heard the three words "Cui Tianbing," he suddenly stopped howling and immediately became arrogant, saying: "Fine, you even know my brother is named Cui Tianbing. I tell you, you'd better let me go today; otherwise, when my brother comes back, he'll finish you off in minutes. Do you believe it?"

Wang An laughed out loud after listening. Although he wouldn't beat him again, his performance was just like a child.

However, Wang An could basically confirm that this kid was eight or nine out of ten his brother's younger brother.

In truth, the reason Wang An didn't know this kid, and this kid didn't know Wang An, was just because he heard his brother, Cui Tianbing, say that this kid and Cui Tianbing, because of their parents' work, didn't live together.

Cui Tianbing was studying in DJ County, taken care of by his maternal grandparents, while the kid in front of him was living in Bingcheng with his paternal grandparents.

As for what Cui Tianbing's parents did, Cui Tianbing didn't know either; he only knew that his parents didn't come home all year round, and they didn't come back for several years at a time, and every time they came back, they didn't stay for more than two days before leaving.

Wang An guessed that Cui Tianbing's parents were very likely people of the state, and their work was also of the relatively special kind.

However, this was just Wang An's guess and couldn't be taken as truth.

Wang An didn't pay attention to the kid's arrogant words but continued to ask:

"You are that Cui Tianjiang, right?"

I have to say, his brother's parents were truly unique in naming; "Tianbing" and "Tianjiang"—just ask if you're afraid? Wang An's words came out, and the kid was directly stunned, and obviously couldn't be arrogant anymore.

It was clear that this kid was indeed as Wang An said, and his name was "Cui Tianjiang."

And this kid couldn't be arrogant anymore, also because this kid wasn't stupid, because Wang An's words explained that Wang An knew his background.

In DJ County, knowing Cui Tianbing's name wasn't strange, because Cui Tianbing had lived in DJ County since he was a child, but knowing the name Cui Tianjiang, that was obviously an acquaintance.

And it was an acquaintance of his older brother Cui Tianbing; otherwise, before this, Cui Tianjiang had always been living in Bingcheng.

And how did Wang An in DJ County know this name? Without a doubt, it was what Cui Tianbing said.

Seeing this kid swallow his saliva, he said clumsily:

"Big... big brother, you... you know, know my brother? Also know... also know me?"

Wang An put on the posture of an older brother, glared, and shouted:

"Do you believe I'll beat you again on behalf of your brother?"

Seeing Cui Tianjiang say: "Big brother, I was wrong, big brother. When my brother comes back, don't tell him, I beg you, big brother."

From Cui Tianjiang's words, Wang An heard that Cui Tianbing was coming back.

But what Wang An didn't expect was that this Cui Tianjiang was actually afraid of this? To get confirmation, Wang An continued to scare him: "I have a few friends in the county government and county public security. I remember the county government and the town government are in the same courtyard, right?"

In truth, the reason the county government wanted to build an office building was because the office space was truly a bit small.

To say the area of the whole government courtyard, it wasn't actually small, but the county government and the town government were squeezed together, so it was truly a bit insufficient.

The current DJ County government and DJ Town government, although they were in the same place, were indeed two leadership teams, just that the county government was located in DJ Town.

DJ Town and Xing'an Commune were the truly same-level administrative units.

Sure enough, after hearing Wang An's words, Cui Tianjiang was shocked and said to Wang An with a face full of panic: "Big brother, big brother, I beg you, don't let my mother know about this; otherwise, I will be beaten to death by my mother herself."

Wang An looked at Cui Tianjiang's expression, but laughed out loud in his heart. This kid was obviously afraid of his mother and his brother.

Of course, in this era, there were truly too few children who weren't afraid of their parents.

Just at this time, Wang An's peripheral vision noticed that the kid he hadn't had time to deal with, the fifth kid, was actually carefully retreating, seemingly wanting to run.

Wang An turned his head, saw the kid turn and run, and Wang An's left hand subconsciously wanted to raise the gun to shoot, but suddenly thought that using a gun wouldn't work.

Lowering his head, he saw the pickaxe handle in his hand, his right hand exerted force, and the pickaxe handle in his hand was thrown toward the kid who had already run a few steps.

I have to say, the pickaxe handle is truly quite good; it can be used for close combat, and it can also be thrown from a distance.

But the premise is that it must be thrown accurately enough.

To say it must be thrown accurately enough, that was completely unnecessary to worry about; the main thing was that children who grew up in the countryside rarely couldn't throw things accurately.

Because whether it was throwing stones or sticks to keep other people's pigs or chickens from entering their own courtyard, or throwing stones or sticks to hit wild fruits from trees, they all needed to be thrown accurately.

And in the countryside, children would often play 3 types of games.

That is "hitting dirt clods," "snowball fights," and "hitting the old master."

"Hitting dirt clods" is two groups of children separated by straw stacks or small dirt mounds, throwing dirt clods at each other, you hit me, I hit you.

This game is actually a bit dangerous, but in this era, whether it was adults or children, no one took it seriously at all.

"Snowball fights" won't be mentioned; children in the North probably wouldn't know how to do it.

And "hitting the old master," many places probably haven't heard of it.

The two words "old master" in the early years in the Northeast were actually "landlord."

And this game is actually drawing a circle on an open space, then standing up bricks or long stones, representing the five senses.

Then, at a place about four or five meters away from this circle, draw a line, and a group of children are outside the line, taking turns throwing stones to hit the stones representing the five senses.

But there is a rule, that is, the standing stones, which are the five senses, can be increased, but the number of people is always one more than the five senses.

Finally, punish the one who didn't hit it.

Therefore, as long as children who grew up in the countryside, even if they don't throw things particularly accurately, they are basically not far off.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 456 =====