Quick Travel System: Age Strategy

If you ask her who she wants to thank the most, it must be the young lady and the aunt. Without them, she might have died long ago.

When I came into this world, my mother died of postpartum hemorrhage, and it was my father who took care of her from the moment she was born to the time she learned to walk.

Her father told her that her mother had gone to a beautiful place, and she would understand when she grew up.

My family was not well off. My father was a street juggler who made a living by winning cheers, praise and tips from onlookers.

The hard work of performing dozens of shows in the streets every day does not earn much money. The audience will stop and watch for a while if they find it interesting, but will leave quickly as soon as they are asked to tip.

This is a result of the times. Very little money reaches the hands of the common people, and most of it has already been divided up by the upper class.

In the freezing winter, I fell asleep in the shabby little house while my father was still worried about his livelihood and went out to perform on the streets.

This day is the day I lost him forever.

My father died. I heard people said he froze to death. At that time, I didn’t know what death meant.

I touched his frozen purple hands and called out in a daze, "Dad."

He lay on the ground with his eyes closed and a smile on his face, and didn't reply to me.

On the street, the onlookers saw that I didn't take any further action for a long time, felt it was boring, and walked away in twos and threes.

I sat in the frozen snow, thinking that my father had fallen asleep and I would take her home when he woke up.

When it got dark, Dad still hadn't gotten up, so I shook his stiff body to try to wake him up.

"Dad, go home, I want to go home."

He still didn't respond...

"Kid, do you want to wake up your father? I have a way. Do you want to listen?" An old lady squatted down and said to me.

"Grandma, do you have a way to wake him up?"

"Yes, your father can't open his eyes because he is too cold. Let's take your father into the house and warm him up, and he will wake up."

When I heard that she had a way to wake me up, I foolishly believed her.

"Okay, I'll take Dad into the house to warm up." I grabbed Dad's hand and tried to pull him up.

As a result, he fell flat on his face.

The old woman helped me up and slapped the snow, saying, "Let me do it."

She called a man behind her and said, "Help her father up and go into the house." Then she took my hand and went into a room.

In the room, Dad was placed on the wooden board, still in the same position. The room was warm, so why didn't Dad get up?

I asked the old woman, "Why didn't Dad wake up after he came into the house?"

Her expression changed, and she said with a grim smile: "Your father is dead!"

"Death? What does death mean?" I looked at her puzzledly.

"Death means going to hell and becoming a ghost. You will never see your father again."

I cried and shouted, "Wuwuwu...I want my daddy."

She didn't reply to me, but said to the man, "Throw her father to a mass grave. It will start to smell after a few days if you leave it in the house."

I cried out, "Don't carry my father away..." and wanted to run and grab the wooden board.

"Don't move, kid. Stay still."

The old woman lifted me up and put me in a cage.

After that day, I started to go hungry for a week.

The old woman only gave me one bowl of water a day to sustain my life.

By the time I was released and taken to Landlord Yu's house, I had become extremely thin.

There was not much flesh on his body, just a layer of skin covering the bones.

The old lady of the Yu family looked at me and was not very satisfied. "Human brigade, the child you are taking care of is too thin. No, no, you can take him away."

"Madam, there's nothing wrong with the child. He will be fine after being taken care of. You can just take him in."

The old lady of the Yu family bargained and said, "You can take it, but the price will not be the same as before."

If we don’t sell it to the Yu family, we won’t get much money from other families. The trafficker said, “Okay, Madam, my lowest price is 500 silver dollars.”

The old lady of the Yu family picked up the porcelain cup and drank a sip of tea. "Three hundred silver dollars, no more."

"Three hundred is a bit too little..."

Just as Renyazi was about to drag me away, I saw Aunt Zhang holding a delicate little girl in her arms. The little girl pointed at her and shouted, "Aunt, I want her to play with me."

"I want this little girl. How much do you want if she stays here?" Aunt Zhang walked up to the trafficker.

"Hey, little madam, you can keep this child if you give me five hundred silver dollars."

"Okay, I'll give it to you." Aunt Zhang gestured to the maid behind her to take out the money.

Ren Yazi took the money, smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you."

After saying that, he let go of my hand and left without looking back.

The girl in Aunt Zhang's arms struggled to get down, ran to me and held my hand, "Let's play together from now on."

I said word by word: "Okay, let's play together."

In this way, I stayed with the young lady as she grew up, and we left the Yu family and came to Peking together.

Life in Peking was happier. My aunt let me sleep on the soft little bed in the inn, bought me candied haws from the stalls, took us around Peking, and let me go to school...

Everything was fine until 36 years later.

Peking also began to become restless and the war began.

I hid in Wanjiazhai with my aunt and my young lady, where I found temporary safety.

Not long after that, the young lady came home and said that she was going to follow the army to the battlefield. I begged her to take me with her, but she firmly refused.

I thought I couldn't just sit there and wait for death. The young lady was the light that saved my life, and I couldn't let her fall into danger.

I went to the medical area and begged other doctors on my knees that I wanted to be a nurse and go to the battlefield.

Seeing my sincere attitude, the doctors agreed with my purpose.

On the way, I quietly mingled with the medical team, avoiding the lady's sight so as not to be discovered.

I hid it so well that she didn't notice me.

When they arrived in war-torn Peking, several rooms at the back were temporarily used as a medical area.

Noticing that the young lady was trying to treat the wounded, I followed her into the room, hoping to help her.

As a result…I didn’t recognize what the anesthetic looked like, which aroused her suspicion and I was discovered.

I smiled awkwardly and said, "Oh...Miss, I want to accompany you."

She didn't have time to talk to me much, the most important thing was to have the surgery.

……

We had just met and were happy for a few days when something happened.

The enemy launched surprise attacks from both ends. There was a head-on confrontation in the front, and a few enemy soldiers also sneaked into the medical area in the back and entered the ward to demand that we hand over the medicines.

The lady couldn't hand it over and rejected him.

I didn't expect that they would actually shoot at us.

I quickly protected the lady and stood in front of her.

I felt the bullet piercing my body and closed my eyes thinking it was the last time I would see the lady.

……

I opened my eyes and saw the familiar ward. Am I still alive? How is the young lady?

I pretended to get up and go look for the lady, and discovered that the person lying next to my arm was her.

Wake up the lady quietly and ask her if she is okay or if she is hurt.

She said no, Commander Zhu saved her.

Thank God the lady is okay.

Four years later, the war was won, the young lady married Commander Zhu and gave birth to three children.

When I was too busy at the Miss Hospital to concentrate on my medical studies, I would play with my three children.

Let the children not be neglected and grow up healthily.

I smiled happily as I watched the three children of the young lady grow up and find that they are all outstanding.

I will repay the kindness the lady has shown me by passing it on to her children.

Later, I started a family, found a partner, and had children.

Looking back at my own experience, I can only sigh, "Things are unpredictable."

Who could have imagined that more than 20 years later, the world would change, and the poor people would no longer have to worry about starving to death, as Commander Zhu distributed supplies to the people. They no longer had to worry about freezing to death, as Commander Zhu provided housing for the people.

Everything is moving towards better.