Because the new face doesn't eat beans, this new thing made the half-grown children who were already shocked almost overturn the roof. A group of people came to surround Fu Renyong and asked why.

Finally, Fu Renyong was angry and slapped the table and shouted at the young classmates: "I won't eat beans! What's wrong!"

"Old fu, you must be united and be friendly. Everyone is brother. If you get angry for no reason, you are fools." Xiaobai, who was eating on the podium, was startled and hurried over to calm the matter with his rice bowl.

Only then did I remember his identity. Fu Renyong, who was blushing, finally calmed down. He reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his head because of fear, and forced a smile: "I'm sorry, I was stuck when I was a child and almost choked to death. From then on, I saw Douzi and even had nightmares, and I always thought of eyeballs, brain matter, etc...."

This explanation caused a burst of laughter. Xiaobai was so happy that he pointed at Fu Renyong with chopsticks and said, "Old Fu, if I were replaced by me, I would eat a pound of beans a day to avenge him! Haha!"

Of course, this is not the reason why Fu Renyong doesn't eat beans, he is afraid of beans.

Amid the laughter of the classmates, Fu Renyong pinched the chopsticks and stared at the half of the radish sticks and rice in his bowl, but his thoughts returned to more than ten years ago.

That day, when he was seven or eight years old, he was staggering forward by his parents. It was a dirt road. Of course, there was only that kind of dirt road at that time. It was an endless road, and it was bumpy. When he was young, he ran on it like a bumpy boat. His arms seemed to be about to be broken by his father's hand and his legs were almost broken. He ran and cried. The younger brother on his father's back next to him was also crying. He raised his head and his parents' faces were about to melt and flow down anxiously.

Not only were the two faces that were shaking due to violent running, but countless people on the road, there were also those in front and behind. The flood crowded the family of four and ran forward. Each face turned into the same shape as the parents, melting because of fear.

This scene was deeply engraved in his heart and could not be erased.

This memory has turned into black and white colors. Just like a dream. No matter how hard he tried, he could not recall the colors at that time, just black and white.

Even many years later, he still couldn't avoid fear and deep self-loathing for that escape scene. Because as a soldier, he understood what the trend of fear was in his early years.

At that time, the crowd shouted: "Long Hair is here!", "Long Hair is here!"

The two voices alternated, accelerating the craze of escape. Dead bodies could be seen everywhere on the dirt road, and occasionally hanging corpses of men and women hanging on the trees. That is the so-called fear of being caught up by those thieves and demons who chose to break themselves.

It was a long time later that Fu Renyong realized that the escape between him and his parents was actually a glorious arrival:

In 1858, more than a year after Yang Xiuqing of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was killed, Shi Dakai's remaining party rebelled in Haisong Jingcheng. The furious Hai Emperor Zhao Kuo manipulated the "Northern Expedition Army" to attack Tianjing for revenge.

In front of Hai Song, who was fully deified, westernized, economically powerful, and diplomatically powerful, they killed each other, lost their power and had few supporters, and had no time to digest the influence of the "Tianjing Incident", the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was vulnerable. Tianjing was soon lost, Hong Xiuquan was killed, and Taiping Heavenly Kingdom officially failed. After a series of complex political and diplomatic competitions, in order to avoid the fruits of Taiping Heavenly Kingdom being profited by the Qing fishermen, Tianjing became the spoils of the Ming King.

Later, everyone knew or guessed that if they were not victorious, the Sun and Moon Army and the Heaven and Earth Association forces led by the Ming King could not return to Haisong, and if they could not win, they would die. They would be the real lonely army to fight the Northern Expedition.

At that time, the whole family escaped from the Ming King's "glorious Northern Expedition". Because the "Short Haired" army broke through the "Long Haired" Tianjin nest like a bamboo shoot, the surrounding Taiping Army fled in all directions. Given the reputation of the Taiping Army, a wave of refugees emerged from the surrounding areas. In the east, everyone fled to Shanghai in a swarm.

In the refugee concentration in Shanghai, Fu Renyong tasted the taste of hell, so he always suspected that his stomach was not good enough for the rest of his life.

There is no water or food in the refugee camp, only people. You can step on people anywhere with your eyes closed. Fu Renyong had eaten rats and stole a foreign pet dog. He bit the dog's neck and drank the blood, but because his eyes were so hungry that he was red.

The beautiful mother was often away from the shed, but she started to bring some food back. The father cried silently. Finally one day, the mother never came back, and the father cried every night;

Then the younger brother was taken away by an uncle in front of him. He was stunned at the time. Then his father went crazy and went over to chase the tattooed uncle's back. However, several black shadows used daggers to block his father's way. He watched his father kneel down and cried at them, howling: "Please, uncles, fathers, my dear father, return my cub to me..."

This kind of begging is useless to hooligans. They will not treat others as human beings because they don’t know what human beings are. This is something that needs to be defined, and every culture is different.

I don't know how long it took for such a terrible hell. One day, my father returned to the shed, called out himself, collected dozens of coins from a person, and said to him, "Son, let's go back to my hometown." After that, he took his hand and left, without even looking back at his shed.

Later, Fu Renyong heard his father know that the Ming King had gained a foothold in Tianjing at that time. Given the helpless fact that his territory was ravaged by war and his fields were deserted, he promulgated the famous "Ming Dynasty Land Gives Field Act": Anyone returns to the sphere of influence of the Ming Dynasty and directly receives land and houses until it is full.

I couldn't survive in the Shanghai refugee camp. Fu Renyong's father returned to the suburbs of Tianjing with his remaining son and the sadness of a broken family.

There, they were divided into some land and housing.

The housing is pretty good, it was a master's main hall. Of course, except for this main hall with half of the roof collapsed, other places with buildings have turned into black and scorched wasteland. After all, this is a place where soldiers come and go like water.

Even if the house with half of the roof collapsed, the Fu family and his son lived happily. After all, compared with Shanghai, the place provides land, food and security, so there is no need to worry about those compatriots who are like wolves and tigers anymore. This is order.

However, the benefits provided by the Ming King came at a cost. For a long time, the Ming King regarded himself as a knight under the command of the Hai Emperor, and his management of subjects was also followed by the Ming Emperor's Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang. It was very strict and even inherited the strict household registration and religious system of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. Each settlement was led by the sergeant leader. That is, five to ten households formed a closely-connected church organization, and the sergeant chief preached and organized religious activities. This was actually the military and pastoral regime in the Haisong army. However, the Ming King expanded his territory to his own territory and was a large military camp.

Compared with the lawlessness of the lawlessness and murder and kidnapping in the Shanghai refugee camp, the Fu family happily accepted the Ming Dynasty's scheme. After all, survival and public security are the most basic rights. If you can't even give this, what's the point of your system claiming to be free?

Even if Jesus was forced to believe in the Ming Dynasty, it didn't matter if all other religions were smashed and driven away. Because the weak belief that was only for food and sex was just a lump of mud in the face of strong beliefs, and you could shaped it anyway. The difficulty was only how strong the strong one was, and could turn the mud into bricks and turn it into a wall? Or was the wall being rotten into mud by the evil spirits that were backfiring? This was a battle that stretched to the end.

The collapsed house was repaired by the comrades and brothers in the same army. Fu Renyong quickly integrated into this church-like family. Then the Ming King sent a teacher to teach basic queues and obedience, as well as the respect for Christ, the Ming King and his nation.

He was the first king in East Asia to carry out compulsory education. His motivation may be just to fear the distant sea emperor, but the fact is that he gave his own people a better education. Of course, this kind of education will make their people a qualified soldier from an early age, loyal and good at fighting.

Soon, Fu Renyong had his own friends.

A wealthy business family from Hangzhou also came to this country. His family was destroyed because of the endless wars. They were tortured in Shanghai. They also chose to join the short-haired thief for the sake of a piece of land, that is, to survive, and for the sake of their only son.

Because there is not enough housing and neither family has a female family, it is quite convenient, so I live under the same eaves, separated by reed mats and curtains in the middle, and share a door. The Fu family came early and slept in the "inner room". The new one is equivalent to sleeping in the "mainroom".

His family's surname is Tao, and Fu Renyong's friend is the only remaining child of the Tao family: Tao Yineng.

He is about the same age as Fu Renyong, tall and fair-skinned, and is a handsome talent. The excellent education he received in his early years made him gentle and elegant and express his eloquent expression.

Fu Renyong admires this friend who is sleeping under the same roof. He thinks he is literate, eloquent, and kind to others, and is like a big brother.

As a result, that year, when the Ming King defeated the glorious season when the Qing Dynasty's new army was strongly defeated, something big happened.

At that time, rape flowers were in full bloom, and a group of children in this family ran and played wildly in the fields, enjoying the coming harvest season.

The road was rising and the smoke rolled in.

"Look! Cavalry team!" The tall Tao Yineng was the first to see the scene on the road, turned around and shouted at his friends.

Everyone followed Tao Yi's hand to set up a shed, and sure enough, an army drove over with a strong momentum.

"This must be the army of our Ming Dynasty to attack the clowns of the Qing Dynasty. Everyone line up! Prepare to salute!" Tao Yineng shouted to his friends with his hips.

"Ye private!" Everyone happily echoed the commander's order. Fu Renyong was the first to squeeze to Tao Yineng's side, holding him as the benchmark. He tried his best to hold his head up and reduce the height of half a head between himself and the other side.

Soon, a group of ragged Ming teenagers lined up neatly on the side of the road, staring at the sea of ​​flags that were getting closer and closer, hoping to perform the best military salute.

"Prepare! Stand...right!" He shouted tremolo with a long tone, just like he did in the school queue countless times. Tao Yi could look at the flag and turn his head directly in front. His ears listened to the drums of horses' hooves stomping on the ground, getting closer and closer. When he arrived, he shouted: "Everyone has it! Salute!"

Seven or eight children raised their heads and chests at the same time, stared at the sky with their eyes, and saluted with their right hands.

Their efforts were not in vain. Under Tao Yineng's command, everyone just saluted when they saw the majestic and mighty dragon cavalry walking past them in rows with battle flags.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated their minds. They lifted their chests to the highest level in the waves of earth stirring up by the cavalry. The suffocation caused by the closed air made everyone feel sacred, as if they were one of the powerful army in front of them.

The passing army looked at the rural children who were marching to them on the roadside with interest, and all smiled.

Fu Renyong was holding his breath all the time. He wanted to surpass the squad leader next to him. Then he heard a burst of laughter. The entire army marching in front of him slowly stopped. A four-wheeled convertible carriage stopped in front of him. On it was a large officer in Western-style military uniform. His face was middle-aged and very energetic, but he was not wearing a hat but was covered in white hair.

"Children, where are you from?" the officer asked them in the carriage.

Fu Renyong wanted to answer that he was "from Longbozishan Village", but glanced at Tao Yineng next to him and did not dare to say anything: accepting the chief's question, he could only answer the captain.

Sure enough, Tao Yineng's powerful voice sounded in his ears: "Private! The subordinates of the Longboshan Mountain Village, Lin Wuhuawu! The report is completed!"

When Fu Renyong heard the squad leader's words, his hands were soft, and he was dissatisfied and admired. Why couldn't he think of such a popular answer?

There was a burst of laughter in the army lineup, and the middle-aged people in the carriage laughed, pointing at Tao Yineng and others to the officers and knights around him, "Look, this is our future."

Then, the middle-aged man in the carriage waved his hand and said loudly: "Soldiers, it's hot, you guys can disband."

"Serve Jesus! Long live the emperor! Everyone has it, disband!" Tao Yineng saluted again and shouted a command.

Seeing that Tao Yi was so majestic and handsome, the middle-aged man in the carriage stopped them with a smile: "Will that tall child join the army and serve Jesus for the rise and fall of the nation?"

"My honor! Lord Xie! I am Tao Yineng!" Tao Yineng ran to the side of the carriage, gasping for excitement.

"Haha, Xiao Tao, what kind of troops do you want to join?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Caval! Horses step on Beijing!" Tao Yineng clenched his fists and roared.

"Very good, go to the Boy Scout School in Tianjin and let you be the best cavalry general! Hold this!" The white-haired middle-aged man picked up his brimmed feathered barrel hat from the seat in the envious eyes of the children and handed it to Tao Yineng.

"I'll come back in about two weeks. At that time, I'll go find you. This hat will be a token." The middle-aged man patted Tao Yineng's shoulder and smiled and said, "Don't forget your oath, and wait for you to fulfill it!"

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Unexpectedly, there was such an adventure in an outdoor tour. The children gathered around Tao Yineng and jumped and shouted back to the village, and spread the news that everyone met an officer and gave Tao Yineng a military hat.
Chapter completed!