I traveled through time, starting with two acres of land and a dog

Du Chenyu recounted the incident in detail and arranged the spoils in order to calm people's hearts and let the incident calm down naturally.

"You did the right thing. At the moment, there are almost no omissions or evidence," the father thought for a moment and asked.

"No matter where the gun is, it must be hidden well, and we must learn how to use it as soon as possible. They don't know how to use it, so they might as well use a fire stick," the father added.

"This is also a question I've been thinking about. I don't know who will use it, so the person teaching it has to be reliable," Du Chenyu said.

"Let me think about this. He walked around the house. Liu Hewen, who is behind Xuetangwan, was a very famous hunter in the past. We can ask him for teaching," said the father after thinking for a while.

"How are they?" Du Chenyu asked.

"His family used to have a hunting rifle and they were rich. When Yu Yuedong just moved here, he wanted to get his hunting rifle, so he reported it to the inspection department, falsely accusing the Liu family of armed violence and rampant in the village. Then the inspection department suddenly brought people to check, and his son happened to be alone at home. The young man was young and energetic and refused to hand over the gun. When he saw the inspection department forcibly searching, he pointed his gun and confronted them. Of course, the result was that two fists could not fight four hands, so he was arrested for treason and was sentenced to death," the father paused and continued.

"Liu Hewen had no choice but to sell his property to save his son. Of course, all of his property was bought by Yu Yuedong at a 'high price', and then he divided the money with the inspection staff. His son was injured in prison and left with a chronic illness. He died two years ago. He has a capable daughter-in-law and grandson who live on rented land. Let's see if he is willing to come out of retirement to help us," the father added.

"Of course we can. The grandson and his wife are our weak points. We will admit our grandson to the school, provide him with food and accommodation, and give him one dollar a month while he is teaching him how to shoot. With so much money, it will definitely work," he said with certainty. For grandfathers with grandsons, they will sacrifice their lives as long as it is beneficial to their grandsons.

"The sooner the better. I'll try it tomorrow night," said the father.

"You should still take Zhang Gou Wa and Ya Ya to school, and then come back to help the family during the busy farming season," he said.

"Yaya is a girl, how can she go to school?" said her father.

"Who can take care of him when he is only five or six years old? He wears boy's clothes and has a boy's haircut so you can't tell. Besides, in Linshui Village, except Yu Yuedong, there is no one else we should be afraid of or look at other people's faces?" he said, looking at his father.

"Okay, let's do as you say. Whether it's a boy or a girl, it's important to study more." The father couldn't persuade him and had to agree.

Evening classes were attended by even fewer people, and the weather was getting colder, with howling winds. He proposed dismantling the beds in the new thatched hut, so that everyone could squat inside and learn to write. He also told everyone that the two people who wrote the most would each be rewarded with a corn steamed bun. After the night classes were over, they continued to train, but the intensity was increased by one-third, with additional subjects such as push-ups, frog jumps, and flipping through books.

The next morning, the first snow of the year fell above halfway up the mountain. It happened to be holiday time, so his father took He Cunyi to the township market to buy cloth and iron tools for making knives. He asked him to take the cured pork knives and some dried mushrooms to his classmate, Deputy Township Chief Wu, and to collect newspapers and investigate the grain market.

There is no time in the mountains, but a thousand years have passed in the world. In May 1911, the Qing government forcibly nationalized the privately-run Sichuan-Hankou Railway, seized the equity from the people, and handed over the right of way to the imperialism of the United States, Britain, France, and Germany. The people of Sichuan launched a vigorous movement to protect the railway. In June, Sichuan Governor Zhao Erfeng massacred the masses in Chengdu, creating a bloodbath, and the comrades' associations for protecting the railway in various places rose up one after another. Tongmenghui members Wang Tianjie, Long Mingjian and others from Rong County, Sichuan, actively contacted Tongmenghui members and party leaders from various places to prepare for an armed uprising. On August 5, 6, they organized a comrade army in Rong County to announce an armed uprising. On September 1911, Wu Yuzhang, Wang Tianjie and others convened a meeting of all walks of life at the Rong County School Office to "declare independence and manage county affairs on their own", establish a revolutionary military government, and break away from the rule of the Qing Dynasty. Tongmenghui member Pu Xun served as the county governor of the new regime. Rongxian's first uprising was launched in early August and declared independence on September 8, earlier than the Wuchang Uprising. It was praised as "the first uprising in the world". Therefore, it is called "the first uprising of 27". In addition, the Wuchang Uprising is also called "the first uprising of 9". However, Sun Yat-sen praised Rongxian's independence as "the first uprising in the world".

This is the newspaper my father brought back. He summarized some main information on it. I don’t remember the time of Sichuan’s independence, but the Nanjing Provisional Government of the Republic of China will be established on the 12th of next month. Now people on the streets have started to talk openly about revolution, and young people are cutting off their braids. The price of grain has risen by half, and people are hoarding grain everywhere on the streets. They sold more than five dan (more than 600 kilograms) on the street, three dollars a dan of raw grain (corn and wheat), plus the jewelry they sold for 12 dollars, and still got 25 dollars from Yu Yuedong, and took back the land deed. The interest for two months was 5 dollars, and the compound interest doubled in 6 months. This kind of usury is indeed not something that ordinary people can afford.

The next day, Hu Laosi took Li Long, He Cunyi and Liu Hewen to the Guangtoushan primeval forest to hunt and learn how to shoot. They left overnight and did not tell anyone about it. When they asked where the three of them had gone, they just said they were out on business. He privately told Zhang Gou'er that if he could meet three or four people in half a year, he could teach him how to shoot in the second half of the year. This news instantly brightened his face, which had not been smiling for a long time.

"Really, sir?" Gou Wa almost touched Du Chenyu's nose with his face and confirmed with a look of disbelief.

"Of course," Du Chenyu said with a smile.

"Then let's make a pinky promise. Sir, you can't go back on your word. If we make a pinky promise, it will last for a hundred years," Gou Wa finally regained some of his childishness.

Du Chenyu asked his grandfather to make four machetes at Zhao's blacksmith shop. The handle was one foot and two inches long (about 40 cm), but the tip was made into a 5-centimeter tip, so that it could be used for both tree chopping and stabbing, but it looked a bit out of place. Then the machete was designed to be divided into two parts, with a straight sandalwood handle. The part connecting the handle was about 25 cm long, and the back was about 1.1 meters long, with a total length of about 1.6 meters. It was connected in the middle with rivets. The back handle could be removed for daily work, and the rivets were removed during combat. The iron wire that was usually wrapped around the handle joint was used to wrap and reinforce it to ensure that it was firm and would not fall off. The next night, under the careful crafting of his grandfather, the first weapon was finally produced. When the handle was closed, it was a long-handled machete weighing about five or six pounds, with a unique and majestic shape.

On the afternoon of December 12, the Ma family heard rumors from somewhere that someone saw torches shaking on the beam a few days ago in the morning, so Ma Laoer brought two young men from the same family to his house to inquire about the news. At that time, only his grandfather, second uncle, Hu Laowu, he and his mother were at home. When they arrived, they were quite friendly at first and asked whether they saw anyone leaving their place on the morning of Ma Wenshu's accident. They answered no. After several inquiries, a young man over there, who should be Ma Laoer's youngest son Ma Wencong, suddenly stood up.

"Give me this. I'm asking you politely to give you face. Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. If you don't answer honestly, I'll kill you. Last time, Big Dad said that you didn't cooperate with the rent increase and you ganged up to bully him. You can't bully my Ma family," he pointed at them fiercely and said.

The second uncle heard the noise in the courtyard, grabbed the machete standing next to him, and rushed over. "What are you doing in my house, you bastards? I'll kill you," the second uncle shouted. The second uncle was 1 meters tall, and he was a strong man in Sichuan at that time. He frightened Ma Laoer and immediately pulled the two young men back quickly.

"Wencong, please say less." Ma Laoer lectured his son.

"Second boy, what are you doing? Why are you holding the knife? Put it down now." Grandpa roared.

Second Uncle put away his knife and stood beside them.

"Sorry for bothering you, we'll take our leave first," Ma Laoer bowed and turned to leave.

"Goodbye, I won't see you off," Grandpa turned around and sat down.

Both clashes with the Ma family ended in a bad mood, and it was clear that conflicts had accumulated.

Seeing that if he didn't give them a chance, the Ma family would continue to pester him, so he had to think of a way to suppress their arrogance. That night, the hunters came back in the middle of the night, bringing back two pheasants and a warthog, and he fell asleep.

The next day, in the morning, they talked about what happened yesterday, and Hu Laosi, Laowu, and Li Long all wanted to go and take revenge immediately.

"Forget it. It's better to have less trouble than more. Even if we want revenge, we must have a legitimate reason," said the father.

"Dad, you go to Yu Yuedong today to report that the Ma family hid the land and evaded taxes. We plan to investigate so that we have a legitimate reason to do so," he said. No matter what era it is, as long as the taxes are checked, the exact result will be found. This is a common practice from ancient times to the present.

"This is a good method," the father exclaimed.

After two days of preparation, they were fully prepared. There were four armored team members, each with a machete, Hu Laowu with a rope and an iron claw in front, and everyone wore leggings and belts around their waists. Although their clothes were still worn out, they looked energetic.

It was still the second uncle who carried Du Chenyu on his back. Originally, his father didn't want him to go, but he was still a little worried, so he asked the second uncle to carry him, saying that he was scared by them and needed compensation.

The group arrived at the Ma family compound with great momentum. Before they reached the house, two wolfhounds rushed out to bite them. "Kill them and eat their dog meat," he ordered directly. Hu Laosi swung the iron hook and swept it horizontally, tripping the dog. Hu Laowu continued to sweep the rope horizontally, and the spotted dog in front was put down immediately. Li Long swung the big knife and slashed it, but the dog jumped up to avoid it and came to He Cunyi. He Cunyi then slashed it again, just at the back of the dog's front legs. Li Long then chopped off one of the front legs with one knife.