War garbage collection system

Blue Planet, year 2050.

One late autumn morning, many people who got up early began their morning exercises. Among them was an old man with white hair, who was doing his exercises slowly.

"Eh? Why is it so lively there? I have to go and take a look. ...

Hey! What are you looking at, guys? ...

Hey! The person in front, can you please give way to the old man? ..."

"Don't push, old man. Can't you see that it's hard to get through?"

"Hey guys, let me see what's under the bridge that's making you so crowded?"

"Uncle, is it really impossible to get through?"

"Make way! Make way!"

"Uncle, at your age, are you still so curious?"

"Old man, you know, curiosity kills the cat!?"

"Don't push, old man. Okay, I'll let you have a look. There's really nothing to see (??.??)"

.........

"It's nothing! ⊙_⊙ It's just a big circle of light in the water! ...

Hey, don't squeeze me, okay?

Oh no,… plop! "

"Someone at the back is being pushed down! Stop pushing!"

"What? Someone was pushed down? Was it a man? Or a woman?"

"It's a man, an old man."

"Why don't you go and rescue them?"

"Get out of the way, I want to record a video."

"Why should I give in? Am I not recording it too?"

"Hurry up╰（‵□′）╯Is there no one going down to rescue him? He's already sunk."

"Don't look at me, I can't swim (﹁"﹁)"

From this we can see the indifference of human nature!

…………

[Shit! I am so old, but I am still so curious. This is killing me?(???)?

Um! Why can't I breathe?

Woohoo! It looks like I’m going to die.]

It was only a few minutes.

[Hey, what's that down there? It looks like a circle of light. Let me swim over and take a look!

What a beautiful aperture! It seems that I can’t die!

Thank the heaven, thank the earth, thank my ancestors, thank the Jade Emperor, thank the Tathagata Buddha, thank Godヾ^_^?ヾ^_^?

No, this aperture? Why is it sucking me in?

Oh no, I was sucked into the aperture!

Oh my god! What's going on? The aperture is getting smaller and smaller! ? ! ?

Hey! Why am I getting smaller and smaller?!

Huh? Why is there another me on the other side? And I am floating there motionless...

Am I dead? ? ? ? ?】

At this moment, the tiny light spot shrank to the size of dust and disappeared in a flash.

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In a parallel universe, in Dragon Country, it was late June of 1938, and the summer was scorching.

On a relatively high hill, a little boy of about ten years old was lying flat. He was ragged and skinny.

[My hands hurt so much, why does my head hurt even more? It hurts so fucking much (*｀へ′*) I’m dying, I’m dying, ahhhh…]

Poor guy fainted again.

An hour later...

[Why is it that when people travel through time, they always travel to someone with the same name and surname?

Why am I the only one so unlucky? I traveled through time and space to become my own grandfather?

Is it because when I was a child, I listened to my grandfather's stories about fighting against Japanese pirates, which influenced my time travel? 】

The Korean star, who was doubting his life, sat in the bushes in a daze, recalling some stories told by his grandfather.

The Japanese pirates were really good at shooting! They could shoot from 400 meters away and even hit a moving child.

The evidence is that my grandfather was shot. When he was 12 years old, he was shot in the arm. If he hadn't been lucky, he might have survived.

I had a high fever for one night and it took me more than a month to recover.

Those Japanese pirates are not human beings, they are devils and beasts. They massacred civilians in large numbers in Longguo.

The evidence is that more than 1000 people in Huangjiazhuang were once massacred. As a result, after the end of the Anti-Japanese War, only a few people were left in the village.

Those Japanese pirates are extremely vicious. They are not only cruel to others, but also to themselves!

The evidence is that after their country was defeated, more than 100 Japanese pirates went into the mountains to carry out a raid and did not have time to return.

As a result, they were left behind in Longguo. At that time, they drove their car directly into the Liaohe River and all committed suicide by drowning.

.........

There are many more stories about Japanese pirates, and they all rushed into Han Xing's mind.

Similarly, the life story of his grandfather also entered Han Xing's mind.

Han Xing's grandfather had a hard life. He didn't know where he was born because he was sent to live with his adoptive parents when he was one year old.

After liberation, he also tried to find his biological parents, but he never found them. So my grandfather was an orphan.

When he was six years old, his adoptive parents also passed away. So, at the age of six, he began to herd cattle for the landlord.

So much so that all the stories about the fight against Japanese pirates that Han Xing heard were told by his grandfather when he was herding cattle, because his grandfather liked this kind of work.

I feel uncomfortable all over if I don't herd the cattle for a day.

When he was 12 years old, their Huangjia Village (also called Zhu Village) was massacred by Japanese pirates.

At that time, there were only more than 1000 people left in the village of more than 20 people. When the Anti-Japanese War ended, there were only three people left in Zhu Village.

After liberation, many refugees moved from other places to Huangjiazhuang. Since there were many bamboos around the village, it was renamed Bamboo Village.

When he was 12 years old, he saw the Japanese pirates, their cruelty, and their beastly behavior. When he later recounted the story, his whole body was trembling and his face was full of hatred.

He has a deep memory of the nearly two months of hardship he spent recovering from a bullet injury and a fever.

At that time, he had nothing to eat or wear, and he himself didn't know how he managed to survive.

After his injury healed, he went to the county town, where he picked up garbage, begged, worked odd jobs, and worked as a helper, slowly enduring the hard days.

In the first three years, he suffered all kinds of hardships and ate all kinds of things. Grass roots and tree barks were common, and he even ate Guanyin soil.

Those days were more bitter than coptis chinensis!

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, during one of the helping jobs, the other party could not afford the help fee, so he betrothed his daughter to my grandfather.

At that time, my grandfather's father-in-law just said to my grandfather: I can't support my daughter anymore. If you can support her, you can take her home and just give her food to eat.

That's how my grandpa and grandma met each other. In order to survive, they never dated, they just lived together. In this kind of hardship, they helped each other and supported each other.

For a little food, they can work hard and sweat profusely, and for a full meal, they can bend their proud backs.

In short, in their eyes, the goal is to have enough food to eat, and everything else is empty.

In their words: How can you fall in love when you can't even get enough food to eat? What kind of sweet dream are you having?

Fortunately, I am liberated!

Only three people from the village returned to Huangjia Village.

Because he was a native of the village, my grandfather first became the village chief, and later became a militiaman, then militia captain, captain, and team leader, until the reform and opening up.

Haven’t enjoyed it yet!

My grandfather died of illness, and the main reason was the injury and suffering he suffered during that time, when he was on the verge of life and death, which damaged the foundation of his body, so he died early.

My grandfather had many names in his life: Bastard, Cowherd, Baldy, Baldy, etc.

Of course, there is also his real name, which was given to him by the PLA officers after he became a militiaman after liberation: Huang Xinsheng. Later, his name became village chief, team leader, and brigade leader.

Recalling his grandfather's life, Han Xing couldn't help but shed tears, because when he was young, his grandfather loved him the most.