Chen Lian looked very cold, "Do you want him to stay because of those two legs that should have been beaten to death, or do you want him to live?"

Mrs. Xiang was struck by lightning, "I, of course I want Chen Xing to live, but... but without legs, can Chen Xing survive?"

Chen Lian looked at Mrs. Xiang in front of him. She was the most ordinary woman in this country.

He loves and even spoils his son, but he also cultivates his daughter with great care.

She learned to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but her thoughts were limited by the times.

Just like when I came to Lucheng in 1899, I had to shave my hair off my hair, and at that time she felt that the sky had fallen.

Chen Lian reached out and hugged her: "Mom, don't worry, Chen Xing is much stronger than you imagined."

In 1888, Western missionaries came to the Qing Dynasty to give lectures, and later the missionaries opened schools.

When Xiang Chenxing was able to enter school, at that time, Mrs. Xiang disagreed with Chen Lian sending Xiang Chenxing to the Western missionary place to learn English, but Xiang Chenxing himself was willing to do so.

When he agreed, perhaps it was just because he listened to his brother.

But to be honest, he learned English a lot every day, and his grades themselves showed his intelligence.

"Liang'er, Xing'er is only twelve years old, I really can't bear it. I'm sorry for your father, it's me, it's me that I didn't take good care of him."

The old lady Xiang crawled on Chen Lian's shoulders and kept crying.

In fact, even though she died in her father, she never cried. At that time, she strongly fought against the epidemic with her clan. After getting their property, she took them from Beijing to Lucheng.

Now more than ten years have passed, she is older, her hair is white and much more fragile.

But her fragility is still just because of her children.

"Well, mom, don't worry, I will find a way to make Chenxing feel good for the rest of his life. You believe me."

Xiang Lao Madam did not answer, but he was obviously convinced by Chen Lian.

Chen Lian looked at Mrs. Xiang and asked the nanny to take good care of her. Then he went to Lucheng's best Western doctor, Johnnyson, and said, "Jenison, I hope this operation will be 100% successful."

Jennisson seemed a little excited and said, "Don't worry, everyone, I will do this. But can I exchange my reward for a ticket to everyone for the New Year's performance?"

Li Ziqing and his wife immediately glared at the doctor.

Li Ziqing said: "This sister is still a doctor. Come on and do what your doctor should do. As for the New Year ticket, you can buy it yourself!"

"Yes." Chen Lian was not angry and glanced at Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin immediately took out a ticket, "Please do your best."

After Johnnyson entered the house happily with his assistant, Li Ziqing said: "To everyone, you are so easy to talk to. What kind of opera does foreigners know..."

"Master Li." Chen Lian intercepted Li Ziqing's words, "Culture does not distinguish between national boundaries, and you should have seen the harm of closing the country."

Li Ziqing was a little ashamed when he was said wrongly, but he was not angry.

At this time, the adjutant came back and said that the people who hit people and their families were brought back.

"Please, please."

Chen Lian shook his head and looked at the closed door. The person inside was his younger brother in this life.

He said: "I'm asking Li Dashuai to help deal with it. My son is not the fault of his godfather, and he is so arrogant. I think he has done such things a lot. Please ask Li Dashuai to carefully investigate which victims are there. Please ask Li Dashuai to deal with the injustice of those victims and ask them to compensate them ten times more."

Li Ziqing thought that he was really a good person to everyone, not only to consider himself, but also to those ordinary people.

Not long after Li Dashuai went out, there were crying sounds outside, which sounded very tragic.

Xiao Jin wiped his tears and said viciously: "These big beasts raise such little beasts and have the face to cry!"

Xiao Jin said this, and saw Chen Lian standing outside the door in a cloak, his expression was deserted and without any emotion, and he would not say anything more.

"stop."

Suddenly someone ran in outside, "My child was wrong, but he is still young, please let him go! You, you are all to everyone! To everyone, I am your drama fan! You let my child go!"

A middle-aged man rushed into the yard for some reason. Chen Lian looked at his embarrassed look and said nothing.

Li Ziqing came in in person and asked someone to drag him out.

"Sorry, I didn't hold you back."

"Wait." Chen Lian raised his hand and walked to the middle-aged man, "Are you my drama fan?"

The middle-aged man said excitedly: "Yes! Yes! Our whole family is your drama fans! We are all so good at everyone, can you help ask Li Dashuai Li for mercy! My child is only fifteen years old and must not be imprisoned!"

"Fifteen years old." Chen Lian looked like a smile. This was a minor in the next hundred years. If a minor breaks the law, he could be a reduced sentence.

But……

"Do you know who is the person who wants to amputate now?"

"Yes, who is it?" The middle-aged man stuttered a little, as if he had guessed something, but he was unwilling to admit it.

"That's my brother. He is only twelve years old. My father died ten years ago. He was almost grown up by me with one hand. Now, he is going to be amputated. Do you know what the amputation means? It's just two legs, it's gone."

Chen Lian squatted down and looked at the middle-aged man who was already pale and could faint at any time. "If you don't educate your child well, then there will always be someone in this world who will educate you. Don't worry, he will pay the price he should pay."

Chen Lian stood up, turned around and stood up again, staring at the door that had not been opened.

"To everyone! To everyone! I am your drama fan! Help me! Help me!"

The middle-aged man behind him roared and struggled.

Chen Lian's expression was slightly cool, and he didn't even reply: "I feel disgusted with a drama fan like you."

Soon, the yard became quiet again.

Chen Lian's stop lasted for two hours.

The door in front of him finally opened, and Johnson came out and smiled at Chen Lian, and Chen Lian breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Lian left a letter and did not look at Chen Xing in person.

He needs to digest it himself now.

The day before the New Year's performance, Xiang Chenxing and Mrs. Xiang boarded a cruise ship to the other side of the ocean.

Those who travelled with Xiang Wen, Wang Feng, Li Yu, and the aspiring young men who Chen Lian deliberately trained over the years.

The teenagers are twelve years old on average. They have to study on the other side of the ocean and contribute their own efforts to the future construction of the motherland.

When Xiao Jin entered the house, he saw what Chen Lian was writing.

"Master, take a break."

Chen Lian didn't look up, "You can't stop, some articles should be written."

To save this country, knowledge is a more direct weapon than artillery fire.

Someone should know this.
Chapter completed!