Chapter 37: Republic of China (1)

Under the willow tree on the shore, a group of students are standing there. The students standing on a stone are giving a passionate speech. "If there is a chaos today, there are powerful enemies on the outside, and warlords on all sides rob the site. What is the use of reading at this time? Why is there no use for the country when I have a lot of ink ?! "
"At this time, the battle ahead is tight, and it is precisely when I need to wait for my effort that there is any hesitation!"
With these words coming out, Duan Qingen could clearly see the exhilarating expression on his face. Obviously, he didn't tell lies, but really thought like he said.
There is also excitement among the young students who have heard these words. The faces of young people are full of longing for abandoning the country to protect the country. Even if they accept the memory, they know that most of these students went to the front. Duan Qing'en, who did not survive, has to admit that these students have a real heart.
The small world he is currently in is composed of a novel of the Republic of China. The protagonist is the one who spoke earlier. It is called Xue Wenbo. He came from a poor background and was eager to study since he was a child. I chose to abandon Wen Congwu and resolutely joined the battlefield ahead.
After that, he died nine times, grew up several times, and finally expelled the invaders and calmed down the situation.
As a living person, Xue Wenbo has no black spots at all. He really has a red heart and really wants to protect the country. His success is accompanied by the blood of his family.
Now is the most chaotic time. The enemy spies, domestic traitors, and various warlords are fighting together. In addition to the new government, a young man who has no background and rises up, of course, also hinders many people. Xue Wenbo He is very powerful, but his family are ordinary people.
The original owner is one of Xue Wenbo's family members.
He is the brother of Xue Wenbo's wife, and a close friend and friend of Xue Wenbo. Because he was frail and sick, he could not enter the battlefield. So when Xue Wenbo took a group of classmates to the battlefield, he stayed.
In order to be able to support his brother-in-law, the original owner took over the home industry, and the money earned was sent to the front to support Xue Wenbo, while taking care of his sister.
It can be said that most of Xue Wenbo's success in the early period relied on the support of the original owner, and his own loss in the immediate future also had to support him.
Later, the author may find that the protagonist in his writing is too kind. He will fight and drive away the invaders, but he can never kill some of his compatriots who have betrayed the country.
So, for the final victory, Xue Wenbo needed a transformation.
The original owner's sister, Xue Wenbo's wife died in an assassination and was shot dead.
This was too exciting for Xue Wenbo. He was a poor student. He first met the original owner of the rich family in school, and then introduced him to the newly-educated sister.
For Xue Wenbo, she can be said to be Miss Qianjin, but she resolutely married him. When he went to the battlefield, he waited for him at home without resentment and complaints. The relationship between the couple can be said to be good. Can't be better.
Somehow, she died.
Xue Wenbo went mad to look for the black man behind the scenes, and his hands became fierce.
And he needs secondary evolution.
For the second time, the original owner, Xue Wenbo's best friend, increased his brother.
He would be written to death, not because he did something wrong, or because the reader didn't like him enough, simply because the protagonist needed a stimulus to grow.
So Xue Wenbo grew up, but the readers were crazy.
Since it was decided to let this character die in the beginning, do n’t write him so well. A sick, pure, and silently supporting a male lead, a man like Mingyue, the cause of death is so simple and clear.
Just because he is a supporting role.
Isn't he good no matter how good the supporting role is to make way for the protagonist?
So Duan Qingen came.
【Ding! This world mission, survive, the current completion: 0]
Duan Qingen sat on a stone, looking at his very young brother-in-law who was giving an emotional speech, and picked up a willow tree leaf.
It seems that the world is quite simple.
But this world today always makes people want to do more.
He lowered his eyes slightly, [System, open the mall, exchange yin and yang eyes]

Xue Wenbo had finished his speech, and walked towards Duan Qingen alone, "Qing En."
Duan Qingen held the leaf in his hand and smiled at him, "Wenbo."
Although Xue Wenbo married Duan Qingen's younger sister, because the two have always called each other's names, the original owner is not the kind of person who is very particular about the name, so he did not change it.
Xue Wenbo had sweat on his forehead. This was caused by the excitement of the speech just now. He wiped the sweat from his head. "I can't help Xiu Xiu, and I will be on the battlefield just after getting married."
Duan Qingxiu, Xue Wenbo's wife, is also Duan Qingen's younger sister today.
"Xiuxiu don't mind?"
Duan Qingen shook her head with a smile. "If it wasn't for her daughter's inconvenience, I'm afraid this girl will also rush to the battlefield."
"Yeah, that's exactly how I love Xiu Xiu."
Scholars in this era are open and conservative. They would not dare to look because a woman wore a cheongsam with arms and thighs, and would naturally show love to many people in front of them. Xue Wenbo in Before the decision to go to the battlefield was a complete literati, naturally also has the characteristics of literati.
Duan Qingen has almost turned the history of this small world in his mind at this moment.
About 700 years ago, there should have been a traverser in this small world. He changed a lot, such as exposing the thermal weapon to the long river of history in advance. If he can always be there, maybe the current China is not the present. That's it.
It was just that the traversal vanished for less than five years, because although it changed history, it failed to change many major events.
Such as shutting down, shutting down, or another example of having a hot weapon but hiding it.
The decisions made by these indigenous peoples have affected China today and caused internal and external problems.
"Wait until I go to the battlefield, Qing En, do you plan to continue your studies?"
Although Xue Wenbo was not afraid of death, he would still worry about his family. He seriously proposed, "You have always been bad, and the war has continued. If the war spreads to Wucheng, I am afraid that something will happen to you. Why not? Take Aunt Xiuxiu to take refuge abroad for a while. "
The foreign country he said is certainly not the one that is now looking at China, but other countries that are safe and free of war and can also allow Duan Qingen to further his studies.
As a result of the war, many families in China sent their children to school abroad, one to learn knowledge, and the other to protect their safety.
Many literati in Tancheng feel that this behavior is shameful and the country is in trouble. Even if they don't resist together, how can they escape to another country?
Xue Wenbo knew that at this time, he was poor and had no money to go abroad, but he never felt that this approach was wrong. It is human instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm, not to mention that these parents have not left, and they are willing to coexist with the country and die. But isn't it normal to want to keep your children and grandchildren?
Even he himself is willing to go to the battlefield and give his life to the country, but wants to keep his wife and his wife's family.
Duan Qingen shook his head, "I don't want to go abroad. Now everyone knows that our country is at war. Even foreigners know how to pick up the persimmons. Instead of going to a foreign country, it's better to be in a place you are familiar with. Some reliance. "
"indeed."
Xue Wenbo sighed heavily, his young face had a longing for the future, "I just hope that I can make a name as soon as possible and can protect you."
Duan Qingen smiled. "You go to the front line for your country. Xiu Xiu and I both support you. I just hope you can be careful and take care of yourself."
"I'm weak, I can't go to the battlefield, I can't get gravity, and I can only follow the teacher to continue to study medicine."
"Research medicine?"
Xue Wenbo was a little surprised. Naturally, there was a medical school in their school, but as soon as this happened, many people abandoned the doctor, including Duan Qingen.
The reason for abandoning medicine is very simple. Even if a country has a high level of medical skills, he can only save one person at a time. If he picks up a pen and writes an article, these young people will know that the country is suffering after seeing the article. What is willing to contribute to the country after all, it is also to contribute to the country.
Otherwise, going to the battlefield and sacrificing blood to protect the country is also a sacrifice.
Xue Wenbo did not know until after he knew Duan Qingen. Duan Qingen was sent abroad to study by his elders in the family. He studied medicine, but later the country was turbulent. He felt that he could not save the country because he felt that he could not save the country. Through learning to build bricks, stabilize this turbulent country.
Now, he even said that he would continue to study medicine?
Seeing Xue Wenbo's surprised eyes, Duan Qingen stood up, leaned on the willow tree behind him, and pointed at the good scenery in the distance and asked, "Do you remember how many corpses we saw along the way?"
"I haven't counted about two or thirty."
"The road we walked is already remote, but we walked all the way, but we saw 20 or 30 corpses. The city is so big, I am afraid that there will be at least a hundred corpses in a day. This is still every morning. Some people will drag the numbers after the corpses. If no one hauls those corpses, I am afraid it will be more. "
Xue Wenbo sighed, "Yeah, although it's spring day and the sun is just right, but it's still cold at night. Some people have to freeze to death, plus some people are fleeing the desert, they can't eat their full stomachs, they are hungry and cold Can't you survive it? "
"Yes, they are all my Chinese, they have flesh and blood, and they speak Chinese, but now the country can't care about them, they can only starve to death."
Duan Qingen's tone was a bit heavy, "I was weak since I was young, I could n’t carry my shoulders, but I was born in a wealthy family. I did n’t die early with daily meals. Only then did we come together. When I saw those corpses, I felt in my heart. I was thinking, if I was not born in the Duan family, but was born in an ordinary family, wouldn't I have survived. "
Xue Wenbo, "Don't even think about it. You are excellent. The principal has said that your qualifications have always been above us. Even if you were born in ordinary people, you can still be as you are today."
"I saw Wenbo today. You are going to the front line of the battlefield to serve your country, but I ca n’t go because of my body, and I feel sad. I am also a Chinese, and I also want to contribute to the country. I want to go and think about it. You defend your country on the front line. I I will save people in the rear, and the one who can save the next is one. "
After speaking, the young man who was a little thin but very good-looking raised his right hand and put the willow leaf next to his mouth.
The sound similar to the minor key was uploaded from the willow leaf according to the vibration, but it did not reach the stunning level, but it made people calm down from the bottom of their hearts.
Xue Wenbo stood under Duan Qingen, watching his eyes blowing on the willow leaves calmly, an idea suddenly popped up in his heart, his big brother, the achievement will definitely not be low.

Gaocheng is still the government's site at present, and the forces of all parties have gathered. Perhaps it is precisely because of the large number of forces that they can maintain peace.
But these peaces are for those who have money and food.
Ordinary people, their homes were destroyed by the flames of war, their fields, and they walked away from their homes. At first, they just walked around blindly, until they found that other victims were going in one direction, even if these people did not even know them. Where to go, I will still follow.
Hu Gouzi is one of the victims. He was a little young when he was at home, and he did n’t know how old he was. He only heard an adult who was fleeing while digging the roots of the tree and said that he looked like five Six years old.
He felt that this adult was not right. The five- or six-year-old dolls he had seen were incomplete, but he could understand a lot of things.
So Hu Gouzi guessed that he might be older than five or six years old, but he did n’t have enough food, and had to walk along the road all day, so he seemed younger.
In fact, he didn't know why he wanted to ask his age. Perhaps he was thinking that in case of starvation, he would at least know how old he was before he died.
Hu Gouzi has dark skin, which is exposed to the sun every day with his upper body naked. His limbs are very thin, but the opposite of the limbs is a big bulging belly. In Hu Gouzi ’s impression, People with big belly are not full, but children.
He didn't know that children's stomachs were big because their bodies were small and their internal organs were inside, and sometimes they quietly wondered if it was because they ate soil.
The soil is the mud on the ground. The adults said that this is the Goddess of Mercy, which can be eaten as food, but they did n’t see it all the way. Hu Huzi saw many children without the adults on the ground. The mud was stuffed into their mouths and eaten. They may be too small, and they couldn't tell the difference between Guanyin soil and mud. They were too hungry to take care of them.
It didn't take long for the children to die.
Hu Gouzi has heard that some people in the disaster will eat people, but none of them in this team will do so. When they see a child dead, people around him will sprinkle a piece of soil on him, which is equivalent to burying him. .
When a person dies, he must be buried, or he will become a lonely ghost, which is what the adults around Hu Gouzi told him.
After he knew this, he would sprinkle a handful of dirt on the dead when he saw the dead, lest they become lonely ghosts.
Hu Gouzi has also heard that people have hallucinations before they die. For example, some people walk along the road and suddenly carry a lot of chicken, duck, and fish in front of them. They still fly, and then this person will run away. Eat meat, but the next second, he lost his breath.
Therefore, he has always been cautious.
He didn't want to die. Although he didn't remember many things, he still remembered how well his family had been. Suddenly, a group of people with bayonet broke in. Father and mother couldn't care about escaping. He put it in the Mi tank. He hid in the Mi tank and did not dare to cry. He covered his mouth and listened to the outside movement.
Then he heard the scream of Dad and the cry of his mother, and then there were the laughter of many people. They said that Hu Gouzi couldn't understand it, and the cry with her mother was screaming. When everything calmed down, Hu The dog got up quietly from the rice bowl, only to see the blood on the ground.
After that, the neighbor came back from the mountain and found his wife and daughter dead. After crying, he fled here with Hu Huzi.
Neighbors said that those people like to kill people from house to house, and when the whole village has been killed, they will set fire to the village.
Later, the neighbor's uncle had been carrying Hu Gouzi, taking him to find the roots of the tree, and taking him to the tragedy of the victims, but Hu Gouzi has been alone since he froze to death.
At first he fell carefully behind his tail. Later, a shabby uncle saw him and took him inside, and the uncle said to him, "Don't leave the team, it's dark and can't see Qing, it's easy to get lost. "
Hu Gouzi survived, and numbly walked along with many people during the day, looking for food, eating bugs, eating tree roots, eating turf, and curled up on the ground at night, waiting for dawn.
During this time, the tattered uncle has been helping him.
When he found the hallucinations, Hu Gouzi was digging the mud on the ground. He was very experienced. As long as he digs deeper, he can dig out small bugs in the ground. Sometimes he is lucky and can encounter big bugs. These are the food of the day.
While digging, he suddenly smelled a scent from the air.
It was the taste of rice soup, which was subtle, but exuded a fragrance.
Hu Gouzi covered his cooing stomach and stopped in fear to stop there.
Uncle Goodheart said to him, "Why did you stop?"
Hu Gouzi cried, "I smell rice soup, uncle, I have hallucinations, am I going to die, I don't want to die ..."
The uncle laughed. "It's not an illusion. I smelled it. It looks like someone is using porridge."
For the young Hugozi, he didn't understand what it meant to congee, and his uncle explained, "Just someone who has good intentions cooks porridge to share with everyone."
He urged: "Hurry up and drink more and fill your stomach. Now that some people are applying porridge, it is not far away from Wucheng. Be careful when you enter the city and look for places where people can work. do you know?"
Hu Gouzi swallowed, "Uncle, don't you go with me?"
His uncle in a tattered dress smiled at him and said, "Uncle is not hungry, you go."
So Hu Gouzi ran to the front, and there was a well-dressed, white-faced man standing in front of the cauldron, and he saw a child coming over, an uncle who looked like a in heaven himself Hold him a bowl of rice soup and hand it to Hugozi.
"Be careful."
This uncle also spoke softly, making people want to be close when he heard it. Hu Gouzi gave him a timid look and took the rice soup.
Regardless of the soup, he eagerly opened his mouth and started drinking.
Grunt
Grunt
It was the sound of food being swallowed by the throat.
It's not the root of the tree, it's not the turf, it's not the mud that will die if you eat it.
Hu Gouzi drank in one breath, he felt warm in his stomach, and his limbs seemed not so weak.
The godlike uncle asked him, "Are you full? Would you like it?"
Hu Gouzi drank three bowls in one breath.
When the third bowl was clean, he looked at the bottom of the empty bowl and suddenly cried while holding the bowl.
When his father and mother were killed by the invaders, he did not cry.
When the neighbor's uncle was a little stiff, he didn't cry.
When his limbs froze and he could not find the roots of the tree, he was almost starving, but he did not cry.
But now, Hu Gouzi is holding this empty bowl of three bowls of rice soup and crying.
The cry of a child can always infect people. When the cry sounded, weeping sounds also appeared among those who were numb and expressionless. In the end, the sound became louder and louder, almost halfway. Sky.
In the cry, Duan Qingen picked up the child who was only five or six years old in front of him, and did not suspect that his body was dirty, feeling his almost light weight, and weeping with sobs, tears soaking Over his shoulder, he heard the child say, "Why did they kill my father and mother, my father and mother did nothing wrong ..."
He twitched, as if to cry out the grievances and despair that had been under his heart. "Daddy and mother are right, they are right ..."
The child's father and mother were indeed right, but they were born by mistake today.
Duan Qingen sighed and gave the child to those around him.
"It may be a trauma after the disaster. Parents are gone. Take it to the orphanage. Remember to let the psychologist guide you."
"Yes."
People around took Hu Huzi, and the others continued to use porridge.
The victims were crying, drinking porridge, feeling the warm food that had been missing for a long time.
In a cry, Duan Qingen walked through the crowd and came to the figure he had seen earlier.
He was wearing a rotten military uniform, blood on his abdomen, and his face was pale. When Duan Qingen came over, his face was surprised.
"I thought no one except me could see me."
Duan Qingen learned his posture and sat on the sand. "Is that child you have been protecting?"
"Yes."
The soldier also calmed down after being surprised. He looked at Hu Huzi who was being held in the tent with a little gratitude, "I have been dead for too long, my clothes are rotten, and Asuka pecking away All that remains of my flesh is dead bone. "
"This child has a good heart and dusted my body. He felt that in this case, I would not be a lonely ghost."
When he was finished, he suddenly turned around and asked Duan Qingen, "Will he be taken over by you?"
Duan Qingen, "We will take him to Fuguyuan, where they can rely on their own labor in exchange for remuneration. We can't afford more, but we can eat and eat warmly."
"Just enough to eat and warm." The soldier first repeated it, then smiled on his face, his voice was already relaxed, and repeated again, "just eat and warm."
Duan Qingen asked him, "How did you die?"
"Following the team at night, it turned out to be invisible and fell behind, and then accidentally broke my leg. It happened to be winter, and I didn't survive it. I was frozen to death."
He said lightly, but there was still unwillingness in his eyes, "I knew from the decision to go to the battlefield that there is such a day, but unfortunately, one of the foreign devils was not killed, and he died on the road.
The soldier said, sighed, and looked down at his hands: "When I was floating around before, I saw those foreign devils killing people, and the elderly women and children did not let go. I wanted to stop them, but they couldn't see me. You ca n’t hear me, I ca n’t do anything, I just go back to the corpse, I ca n’t see it.

Duan Qingen chatted with him for a while, watching it was almost time, slowly stood up, "I'll send you to reincarnation."
"Reincarnation? Reincarnation?"
The soldier's eyes were full of confusion, "Nothing happened when I died, and I thought that was not the case."
"Ordinary people will go to reincarnation when they die. Maybe your devotion is too deep to succeed." Duan Qingen explained: "You are like this now, I am afraid that you will not leave until the obsession is reached. I will send you to reincarnation. The sun hurts during the day, even if it won't hurt you, the pain and hungry will be uncomfortable. "
"Reincarnation ..."
The soldier hesitated for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "No! I won't go!"
"A lot of children go on this road every day. They are too young and always left behind. I want to stay here to remind those who can see me not to leave behind."
The blood on his abdomen clothes should have rubbed his legs before, and he was very embarrassed, but his young face was full of faith, "I will stay here, waiting for our country to drive the invaders away, waiting for those People can never bully us anymore. I have to watch us win with my own eyes. I know we will win. One day, no one can bully us! "
He seemed to see that day with a hopeful smile on his face. "I want to stay here and help those children to go to a safe place. They will survive, grow up slowly, and then protect our country. As long as there is still one person in Huaguo, those foreign devils will not defeat us !!! "
Duan Qingen saw the faith in his eyes. He did not persuade him, but said, "There will be such a day."
"thank you."
The soldier stood up and performed a standard military salute against him.
"Live well and watch carefully. I will always be here to help the lost child get directions. Even if I can't wait, you have to wait."
Wait until the day when our country stands up again.

Duan Qingen stayed outside the city for a whole day. After the food he brought was scattered, after confirming that the victims did not starve to death when he arrived in Yuncheng, he took those fatherless and motherless young people, and no one took care of the high probability of living. The children who couldn't go back to the city together.
Some of these children are also overcrowded. They would rather separate the flesh and bones, never meet in this life, and want their children to be safe.
Hu Gouzi was among these children. He was full, and his stomach didn't give out the usual pain. He was very quiet along the way, and his eyes, which were too large because of his skinnyness, were scared and longed to look at everything around him.
Those in power in Tancheng City do not welcome the arrival of the victims. For them, the victims are the unstable factor, but at the same time, some warlords welcome them very much.
These people will recruit troops when the victims are stopped outside the city, giving them very generous conditions to expand the population for their own teams.
The warlords also have faces, of course, they will not take people away just by drawing a big cake. If it is confirmed that young and strong men are going to follow them, they will leave food.
Not much, but if you save on eating, it will be enough for several people to eat for half a month.
Some men choose to be soldiers for their loved ones at home, give food to their wives and children, and set foot on the battlefield by themselves, and they may not return in their lifetimes.
Hu Gouzi has heard others say that a child was sent to the battlefield. He was very scared. He didn't dare to enter the battlefield. He was afraid of killing the enemy's bayonet and artillery.
But he was sent all the way to Fuguyuan, but was surprised to find that the orphans here all yearned for the battlefield.
Hugouzi don't understand, aren't they afraid of dying or being stabbed by bayonet?
After he asked such questions, a group of children scrambled to speak:
"My father and mother were killed by devils! I saw it with my own eyes, and there were also 13 fathers and mothers. The teacher said that there will always be dead people when fighting, but our father and mother did not fight at all when they were killed. They just sat down well. At home, I was killed by the enemies who broke in. I must avenge them! "
"I'm not afraid of death. If it wasn't for my father and mother hiding me, I would surely have been killed by the devil! When I grow up, I will kill the devil, and at least I will kill two to avenge my father and mother."
Hu Gouzi was frightened. He asked in a crying voice, "I hate them too, but I don't want to go to the battlefield. I'm afraid of blood, and I feel dizzy when I see blood."
"If everyone is as scared as you are, no one will stand up and protect our country. Then, everyone will lie down and die!"
A child stood up and looked at Hu Gouzi with contempt: "I heard that Mr. Duan still hugs you, thinking that you have something special. It turned out to be just a greedy for fear of death!"
"coward!!"
"You're a scared ghost!"
Hu Gouzi shivered, crying, listening to the children scolding themselves, and crying, wondering what to do, the door opened.
Duan Qingen came in and saw the scene, and frowned suddenly, "What are you arguing about."
He is the master of Fu Gongyuan, and he has always been loved and respected by the children. When he saw him, the children who were scolding Hu Gouzi did not dare to speak.
In the end, the child who first scolded Hu Gouzi said, "We are saying that Hu Gouzi is a coward. He is afraid of death. Obviously his father and mother were also killed by the devil, but he dare not enter the battlefield."
Duan Qingen looked at the child. His immature face was full of pride, apparently very proud of being able to despise Hu Gouzi.
The young man in white uniform tightened his eyebrows tightly, "Who teaches you what to say?"
Duan Qingen's tone was severe, and the child who was just looking forward to waiting for his praise showed fear and confusion on his face, stuttering: "No, no one teaches, but we dare go to the battlefield, only Hugozi Don't dare ... "
Duan Qingen looked at the crying hiccup Hu Huzi, sighed, stepped forward and held the child in his arms, softened his voice to a group of children who were looking at themselves, and said gently: "Now we The country is in crisis. Everyone knows this. I know you are brave and want to go to the battlefield to kill your enemies, but what you can do, some people may not be able to do it, either you do n’t want to go to the battlefield or you are not patriotic. "
"Everyone has a fear of death. You have overcome these fears. Some people have not overcome them. This does not mean that they cannot contribute to the country. Everyone think about it. If everyone in our country is on the battlefield, then Who will cultivate, who will make the clothes, who will make the weapons? If there is no clothes, no food, no weapons, even if the whole country is on board, can this battle be won? "
The children shook their heads, and someone answered, "No, you can only fight if you are full."
"Good." Duan Qingen touched his head with appreciation, let Hu Gouzi sit on his lap, and continued: "You only see Hu Gouzi dare not go to the battlefield, you think he is a coward, but if he later Without going to the battlefield, he planted food that many soldiers could eat, or made clothes that could withstand bayonets, or he developed a weapon that could win, was he still a coward? "
The first child to say loudly replied, "No, he is a hero!"
"Yes, the country is in trouble today. I know you want to defend the country quickly, but defending the country is not the only way to go to the battlefield. You are still small and you can learn a lot. Contributions are all heroes, do you understand? "
The children nodded ignorantly.
Hu Gouzi was sitting on Duan Qingen's leg, and his voice was still a little choked. "Mr. Duan, I will study hard. I dare not go to the battlefield, but I have to make a lot of weapons to let those who dare to battlefield kill those people. "
"Good boy."
Duan Qingen hugged him from his own leg. "Remember, the country is in trouble. We are willing to sacrifice the country. That is what we are willing to do. Do not force others to do so, you know?"
Although he still didn't understand it, but he probably understood that these children still understood. The headed child stepped forward and took Hu Gouzi's hand and apologized to him, "Sorry, I shouldn't say you are timid. "
When Hu Gouzi heard someone apologize to him for the first time, he shook his head a little shyly. "It doesn't matter, I know you are heroes."
Duan Qingen smiled and patted the child's shoulder. "Okay, let's go out and play. It's time to go to class."
No matter how heavy the atmosphere was before, the children cheered happily when they talked about fun, and ran out in twos and threes.
They will grow up a little bit in Fuguyuan and receive an education suitable for them.
When they grow up, they will guard their home and their country together.