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Latest chapter of Red Sorghum TXT-On the ninth day of August in 1939, my father was a bandit of a little over fourteen years old. He followed the team of commander Yu Zhanao, the world-famous legendary hero, to the Jiaoping Highway to ambush the Japanese motorcade. Grandma put on a padded jacket and sent them to the village head. Commander Yu said, "Stop." Grandma stopped. Grandma said to my father, "Officer Dou, listen to your michel platini." Father didn't say anything. He looked at grandma's tall body and smelled the hot fragrance from grandma's jacket. Suddenly he felt a chill, and he fought a battle. My stomach is rumbling for a while. Commander Yu patted his father on the head. Say, "Go, son." The world is chaotic, the scenery is shadowy, and the footsteps of the team have sounded far away. A blue-and-white fog curtain hung in front of my father's eyes, blocking his view, only smelling the footsteps of the team, but not the shape and shadow of the team. Father tightly grabbed commander Yu's skirts and his legs moved quickly. Grandma is farther away from the shore, and the fog is more turbulent as the sea water gets closer. My father grabs Commander Yu like a ship's rail.

Thus, my father ran to the bluestone tombstone that belonged to him and stood in the red sorghum field in his hometown. The grass is already rustling on his grave. Once a naked boy came here with a snow-white goat ...