I heard from Mr. Yu, who was on vacation at the time, that when his family was fighting civil wars and foreign wars, Mr. Yao seemed to have lost his mind and sat alone in the Kuomintang Mansion in Chongqing, seeing no one and responding to no one's calls. He was angry at that time. He obviously only had twenty-four hours to spare, and his mouth was dry from arguing with those stubborn bastards. This man was just like a monk and clock-clocking all day long.

Then he was slapped on the back of the head by the hot-tempered Sihasha Jing, who warned him not to talk about politically sensitive topics with children. Sister Xiang was still enjoying herself with Mr. Chuan, while Mr. Yao stopped Dian from adding unknown fungi to the pot and didn't care.

Yu stuffed the meat slices wrapped with a lot of pepper into the Jing bowl, smiled slyly, and then continued to burn his belly.

The topic ends here.

Because even when chatting at the dinner table, no one likes to talk about war, let alone one's own family fighting their own family.

If we have time to talk about these boring things, we might as well talk about what new activities our children have done this year. For example, a child from the Sichuan family worked hard to enter the zoo management school just to care for giant pandas, but was rejected. Assigned to the gorilla house, I sat on a bench and cried with Chuan's nose and tears.

Although we didn't harvest the giant panda in the end, we did harvest the panda doll that Chuan gave us.

For another example, the children from the Kyoto family have developed ice cream with bean juice flavor, and even sea salt bean juice. Jing bought one when he passed by, and also bought one for Yao to take back, but Yao declined, saying that he was already an old man and the elderly did not eat ice cream for their health. But the next day, Jing saw his eldest brother and Hu, carrying a bag in one hand and a Mixue Bingcheng cone in the other, eating and playing, always happy.

No one likes war.

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On the second day of the first lunar month, it was a day to go out to visit relatives.

After Yao said goodbye reluctantly and turned off the live broadcast of his daily chat with the children.

Xiang suddenly asked Yu, what happened next?

There was no way she could do it. At that time, she was still unconscious because of the Wenxi fire, and many things in the past had become blurred because of this. She was also very upset and distressed.

Yu pinched the hairy belly until it was just hot, dipped it in the secret sauce specially prepared for him by Brother Sichuan, and ate it into his mouth while breathing in the heat.

Later, the war broke out again and again. One day, taking advantage of the chaos, he kicked open the door of the house with his always bad temper, dragged his elder brother, a monk, and told him to get out of here. He was poor here and couldn't afford such a thing. Respect the Buddha.

Whatever you want to do, where you want to go, if you need a gun, if you need to carry a gun, get out of here.

But it was not easy to let go of the elder brother's hand. The war was tense and Sichuan could not take care of him. Dian also stayed up for several days because of the border rear area. He and his brother had grown up together since childhood, and they had never experienced such a long separation. Chuan is a good brother, and Yu doesn’t have to worry about many things. After all, Chuan held his hand and said that you will officially be my brother from now on. Don’t worry, with brother here, no one can bully you. No matter what happens, we will There is also the eldest brother above. Although he is not tall enough, his ability is indeed as good as the sky.

This is the first time that Yu has stayed with his eldest brother for such a long time, and it is also the first time that Hechuan has been away from him for such a long time. He likes to be lively and lively, and likes everyone to come to his house, eat hot pot around the table, and talk about the world. land. There are mountains and water here, and he has everything he wants to play with. If not, he will build it. Everyone is happiest when they come to Chongqing.

But it didn't work now. Yu squatted on the ground against the door and shut the door with his own hands.

Since Chuan said that the eldest brother's ability is truly unparalleled, let's go and take a look for him, take a look at the children who are suffering and the brothers and sisters in the war. It doesn’t matter anywhere, whether it’s Huayuankou in Zhengzhou, Henan, or Hunan, which suffered from the fire in Changsha, in short, don’t stay here.

What doesn't Yu know? He knows everything.

The eldest brother is not a real monk. The physical pain can be tolerated, but the mental pain can't be tolerated. He still remembers that when his elder brother collapsed, he held his hand and asked him to give him a stick and pretend he was clean.

He was the big brother who always insisted on bleeding and not shedding tears when a group of bastards came in. His eldest brother hated all kinds of unequal treaties, hated himself for not living up to expectations, hated God and hated the past, but he never hated his own children.

It felt like he was about to tear himself apart, his tears were almost dry, his wrists were bitten to pieces and the flesh was bloody, and there were blood marks on his chest, making him want to dig his heart out. He thinks that this way he can concentrate on resisting foreign enemies, so that he can hypnotize himself. It is all the fault of outsiders, and only outsiders are hurting his children.

Yu was unusually silent.

In the past few days, he has been fighting with the scholars with his eloquent tongue. He has the fighting power of eight, but at this moment, he throws away his armor.

Yu suddenly felt that when he grew up, there would be a time when he couldn't even speak a word.

In fact, not only the national spirit, but also these provinces, physical fitness is closely related to this land and the people on this land. Yu's children bleed with Yu's blood. Those days in Yu's territory were so painful that he wanted to go to the Jialing River to take a dip and calm down. The bombing all day long made him have a low fever every day.

So, on that day, he did not hesitate to choose to release his eldest brother. They say that Nirvana is reborn and a butterfly emerges from a cocoon. Then open your eyes to see the people in this land, open your eyes to see the world, and listen to the prayers of the children. , to overcome their suffering.

Go and take them on a path where they will be happy in the future.

As for him, he must hold on. Even if it hurts, he must feel his heartbeat every minute and every second, because that is the signal for him to connect with his children.

It's a pity that fate will never end once it becomes cruel to people.

On June 5, 1941, during the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese army dispatched a large number of aircraft to bomb Chongqing in order to shake the Chongqing National Government's determination to resist the war and force it to surrender.

That night, the Chongqing Tunnel Massacre occurred.

The fleeing children found Yu who was washed ashore by the Jialing River, soaked to the skin, suffering from a high fever and falling into a coma.

After that, Yu was never seen again in the Chongqing National Government.

Ha, it’s also your personal style. Why! Get up and throw your chopsticks! Put the last few slices in for me. If you don’t hear anything, I will count to three——

His dear brother didn't even intend to leave a piece of that dish of hairy tripe just now for him.

Chuan glared at it, threw the menu over and asked Yu to order whatever he wanted, and ordered two more plates of tripe. Yu took it for granted, pressed the pen in his hand, and asked if anyone else was eating blood.

Jing poured out the water used to wash away the spicy smell, replaced it with a new bowl, and took a sip of the iced sour plum soup, feeling extremely depressed.

He didn't even know why he came to eat hot pot with these guys who were addicted to spicy food. Looking at them, he was extremely red. But Dian said that it is booming and eating more can bring good luck to the children at home.

Jing took a few breaths and picked up the chopsticks.

Chongqing, add another plate of beef——

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