One Thousand Sixty-Two, Read the Newspaper

For the Heroic Spirits, everyone's quarrel with Ren Xiaosu is a quarrel, but they first admit that Ren Xiaosu is the next commander of the Northwest Army, and they never deny that the other party represents the future of the Northwest.

So after getting angry, everyone will calm down and think about Ren Xiaosu's proposal seriously.

But just like what Commander Li said, the army of more than 200,000 heroic spirits has all become a private army of one person, so it is really hard to say where the Northwest will go in the future.

Therefore, such an important decision, everyone will never make a choice lightly.

In the following days, Ren Xiaosu still came to tear up the newspaper every day, and the heroic spirits were still yelled at in anger.

Ren Xiaosu's behavior of insisting on mourning the heroic spirit moved many residents of the fortress. Slowly, some people even followed Ren Xiaosu's example and walked around the Tongzhong Square every day.

Of course, it is basically the elderly who have free time every day.

At first, the heroic spirits scolded Ren Xiaosu for being shameless, but then the heroic spirits suddenly discovered that as people came to mourn them every day, their spiritual will became stronger.

You must know that they were able to stay in this world because of the mourning of the Northwesterners. This shows that the mourning of ordinary people will indeed have an impact on them.

The time is still short, so everyone has no way of judging what the impact will be, but it is always a better direction.

Just when Ren Xiaosu was about to continue living this leisurely life of two points and one line, Xu Xianchu suddenly came to inform Ren Xiaosu that Commander Zhang's work had been done, and the two of them would leave tomorrow!

Ren Xiaosu felt a little regretful, these more than 200,000 heroic spirits were not abducted by him in the end.

At 6:00 the next morning, Zhang Jinglin was already waiting for him in the Tongzhong Square. Zhang Jinglin changed into a military uniform and carried a marching backpack, standing in the thin morning mist.

Ren Xiaosu went up to him and smiled, "I've never seen Mr. Zhang dressed like this before. What's in the backpack?"

"This hike is planned to take two months, so bring some change of clothes and rations for the road," Zhang Jinglin explained, "You didn't bring anything."

"Don't worry," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile, "It's the same as going home when I go into the wilderness, there is no difference."

"Okay," Zhang Jinglin nodded.

"Mr. Zhang, don't you need to bring some bodyguards?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid of going to places outside the northwest to encounter danger?"

Zhang Jinglin said calmly: "With you, the destroyer of barriers, by my side, I have nothing to be afraid of."

"That's true," Ren Xiaosu said.

The two set off from Tongzhong Square, no one saw them off, and no one witnessed all this.

Only Ren Xiaosu knew that more than 200,000 heroic spirits were staring at them, watching them leave.

"By the way," Zhang Jinglin said, "I heard that you have come to mourn the pioneers of the Northwest Army every day during this time? Why?"

Ren Xiaosu glanced back at the bronze bell square behind him, and then said seriously: "Because I admire the pioneers' dedication to the Northwest, Mr. Zhang, you also know that I am a relatively selfish person, so when I hear their glorious deeds, I will endure it." I can’t help but be moved. During this period of time, I have come to talk to them every day, as if they were protecting me by my side, and I lived a very fulfilling life.

Also very safe. "

Zhang Jinglin was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ren Xiaosu to give such an answer. In his impression, Ren Xiaosu didn't seem to be a person who was moved when he heard some glorious deeds.

But he thinks this is a good thing, since Ren Xiaosu returned to the Northwest this time, he has always been able to give him some surprises.

Zhang Jinglin said with a smile: "I have a heart."

However, just as Zhang Jinglin felt relieved, the entire square was filled with voices that ordinary people could not hear.

"Pooh!"

"Bah bah bah!"

"This kid won't blush when he says such things in front of us!"

"Extremely shameless!"

"Zhang Jinglin, look with your eyes wide open, this kid is not a good guy at all! He's full of bad water!"

At this time, the heroic spirits suddenly felt like they had heard stories told by bookmakers. For example, everyone heard a story in which a treacherous minister pretending to be a loyal minister wanted to murder Zhongliang. The audience knew that this guy was a bad guy, but the protagonist But they don't know, so the listeners can't wait to plunge into the story and warn the protagonist to see this treacherous minister clearly...

As Zhang Jinglin and Ren Xiaosu walked farther and farther, the heroic spirits gradually became discouraged: "You said that if you were summoned by this kid to the Hall of Valor, would you be able to beat him physically? If it is true, I am willing to accept it." His calling!"

"Me too!"

...

The sun rises from the east, and the blazing sunlight spreads to the entire northwest.

When the sun sets, the afterglow of the evening sets the Tongzhong Square into a golden appearance, like pieces of golden feathers covering the ground.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy suddenly came to the square with a newspaper in his hands, sat down in a place, and read the newspaper word by word.

"On May 28, the group army of Wang's consortium broke through the blockade of Zhou's northern defense line, and it took only two hours to successfully take down the No. 71 barrier that Zhou's abandoned. At about 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Wang's group army marched south again , is expected to arrive at barrier 73 tomorrow..."

"Institutional reforms in Northwest China are showing prosperity. In the past, people were unwilling to pick up hoes to cultivate the land, but now barren hills are treasured hills, and everyone lives and works in peace..."

The heroic spirits felt a little strange under the copper bell. Why did this little boy suddenly run to the square to read a newspaper? what's the situation?

But everyone didn't have time to think about it. Anyway, if someone reads the newspaper, they just listen to it.

This is better than reading newspapers like everyone is at war, right? !

For seven consecutive days, the little boy came every day and didn’t leave without patting his butt until he finished reading the newspaper. The heroic spirits began to look forward to the 7 o’clock every night, and the ordinary-looking little boy became cute in their eyes.

In the eyes of the heroic spirits, this child is probably the cutest person in the entire Northwest.

It's just that everyone is curious, why a child suddenly came to read the newspaper, is it to exercise his eloquence?

On the seventh day, a middle-aged woman suddenly came to the square. When she saw the child, she asked curiously, "Son, why did you come here? What are you doing?"

The little boy seemed a little flustered when he saw his mother coming: "No, nothing."

"What are you holding in your hand?" The middle-aged woman snatched the newspaper from the child's hand, and then asked in confusion, "Why are you holding today's newspaper? Where did this newspaper come from? Did you pick it up?"

A Hope Media newspaper cost two yuan, but the child's monthly pocket money was only ten yuan, so she didn't think it was bought by the child himself.

The child hesitated for a while and explained, "I bought this."

"You bought it? Where did you get the money?" The middle-aged woman was stunned.

"Given by the young marshal," the child explained, "he said that as long as I come to read the newspaper every day, he will give me 300 yuan a month as pocket money, and if I can persist every day without interruption, he will give me an extra one after a year." One thousand yuan! But he has a request, he can’t come during the class, he has to wait until the end of school at night, and he also requires me to get more than 90 points in every homework, so that I can get the one thousand yuan.”

The middle-aged woman was stunned. Her family lived next door to the guest house and opened a small laundry shop there. The young marshal would send the clothes to be washed every day. During this period, he and his children had gotten to know each other.

But she didn't expect that the young marshal would make such a deal with his own children before he set off.

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a while: "I said, why do you come home late these days? I thought you were playing outside. But did the young commander tell you why he asked you to do this?"

The child replied: "I also asked him why he read the newspaper on the Tongzhong Square. He said that the martyrs died to protect their homeland, so they have the right to know how prosperous the homeland they protected is now. This is what they should do." Got it."

The middle-aged woman thought for a while, then rubbed the child's head with a smile: "Then it's okay if you tell us, can your dad and I stop you? That's fine, after you finish reading the newspaper every day, come back If I eat at home, I will make dinner an hour later at home."

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Goodnight everybody