On a small road, Han Yishi's hair was gray and dull. He coughed from time to time, and sometimes coughed up blood streaks. He took out the handkerchief he carried with him and wiped the blood streaks. He put a suitcase on his other foot.
Thank you for your hard work, brothers. That's it. You guys can take some drinks.
"Thank you, uncle. Let's go slowly."
Hearing this, Han Yishi felt inexplicably heavy, and a breath filled his heart.
The person carrying the sedan chair left.
Stop and look at the small village ahead.
The peaches are ripe, the villagers are harvesting rice, the corn is almost ready, and the vegetable fields are green. A child and a cow. The child was sitting in a shady place, and the cow was grazing slowly.
Han Yishi walked home, walking very slowly and heavily, with a knot on his back. From time to time he put down his box and took a rest.
The villagers looked at Han Yishi, who looked familiar, but they only glanced at the gray hair a few more times. They didn't know what he was doing, and they didn't dare to ask.
More than ten minutes later.
Han Yishi was in front of the door, with the box at his feet. He didn't dare to open the door for a long time, looking at it in awe.
"Aunt Cuihua, someone came to your house, please go back and have a look." said a child who was called by his parents to deliver a message.
Behind Han Yishi, a woman was carrying a load of firewood, which was leaning against the courtyard wall.
The woman's face was dark and red, her clothes were stained with sweat, and her hair was wet with sweat.
"Old man, who are you looking for?" He was a little nervous and didn't know what the situation was.
Han Yishi came to his senses and turned around. He didn't know where to start for a moment, and his throat seemed to be blocked.
"Mother!" Han Yishi opened his mouth several times before spitting out the word, his voice was very deep.
The woman looked stunned and looked carefully at the old man who called her mother in front of her.
"Zhuzi, why did you end up like this?"
Li Cuihua walked quickly to Han Yishi, grabbed Han Yishi's hand with both hands, tears streaming from her eyes, hugged Han Yishi hard, and then slapped Han Yishi hard.
He kept saying that he should not be allowed to practice martial arts, and he should not be allowed to practice martial arts.
In the evening, Han Aniu returned home and looked at Han Yishi with white hair, smoking a cigarette and sitting in the corner with his eyes open. The cigarette went out and lit up, lit up and out again, and sat there all night. My mother also didn't sleep a wink all night.
"The child is unfilial! Let the white-haired parents give away the black-haired parents!"
The family has remained the same since we left.
The dining table was very dull during the meal.
Han Yishi watched his parents harvest rice, dry it, cut firewood, pick vegetables, help make fires, and cook.
The house has regained a bit of life.
Han Yishi spent most of his time reading, reading, and thinking about the future, unwilling to die like this.
Han Yishi used money to set up a school in the village. The place where classes are held is the ancestral hall in the village. The villagers discussed and vacated the ancestral hall for Han Yishi to use as a school.
There are tables and chairs in the ancestral hall, giving it the look of a school.
Most of the time, the villagers just wanted someone to look after their children so that they could feel at ease while working. They didn't give tuition fees, and Han Yishi didn't even think about asking for money. The older children have to help with the work and will only be there after the busy farming season.
His parents were also against it, but they couldn't resist Han Yishi. When they saw Han Yishi reading, they couldn't understand. The family didn't have the conditions for him to study. They only knew that he was practicing martial arts. How could he read, teach, and think about setting up a school.
It's not a problem to be idle every day, and the body is in such a condition, so I just let it go. I hope he can live a happier life. Having these children here will not be too lonely, and it will also prevent the children from learning. thing.
Han Yishi taught Chinese, mathematics, physics, and chemistry, told children about the outside world, and talked to them about the four great classics. He will also hand over internal martial arts.
The textbooks were obtained by someone else.
Speaking of Monkey King, children will also pretend to be Monkey King, which brings a touch of color to life.
1939, year.
Han Yishi spent a peaceful year and a peaceful teaching career with his children.
Han Yishi was bedridden at this time, and the school was disbanded.
Children came to visit one after another.
“Yan’an is great!
How is your health? Both parents are in good health.
I am fighting guerrillas, destroying railway bridges, disrupting Japanese logistics, seizing supplies, developing members, and growing the team. "Liu Fulin Xin.
"The class is over, and I spend most of my time in bed now.
I can no longer read the book clearly, I am coughing up blood so badly that I may not be able to write in a few days.
Your handwriting is still so ugly haha. My mother sheds tears for me every day, I am unfilial! "Han Yi Shixin.
"I'm very happy to hear that you have achieved a breakthrough.
I don’t know if you have heard of special forces. This kind of force will play a major role in the future. You can try to do this.
And read more. "Han Yi Shixin.
“The Japs are very strong and we have to pay a heavy price to win some victories.
Sometimes I always wonder, can we defeat the Japanese? What should be done to drive the Japanese out of China? Or…….
I am learning about the special forces, and the manpower is preparing. I will teach the martial arts you taught me to the team members. There are 14 people with extraordinary talents. These are the seeds of the special forces.
How is your health? I have an idea, can you accept it? "Liu Fulin Xin.
"We can definitely do it. The devil's land is so big and the population is so large. Our China is so big. Even if they all move here, they won't be able to fill China.
When their aggression reaches a certain level, they will run out of troops, and then the dawn of our victory will appear.
I don't want to become a zombie.
I want to take zombie blood to see if there is any hope. This is the path I envisioned. I don’t know what it will be like. If I become a zombie, I will kill myself.
Take your time with the special forces, there's no rush, but I'm very happy to see you have achieved results. "Han Yi Shixin.
Liu Fulin and Han Yishi had been in contact through letters, and it was time to make up their minds to take the path they envisioned.
Han Yishi's life is about to come to an end. After thinking about it for such a long time, Han Yishi thought of this path with unknown results.
Han Yishi looked at the blood bead in his hand, a bead of zombie origin, and also thought of the drop of innocent blood on Ping's mother's forehead.
The peach tree can suppress the power of this blood bead. Whatever happens, it can give me a way to suppress this power and prevent it from causing harm.
Sometimes I dream that I succeed; sometimes I dream that I fail and die; sometimes I dream that I turn into a blood-sucking zombie, killing people and sucking blood everywhere; sometimes I dream that I go crazy and kill people everywhere.
Han Yishi often looked at the second elder. The second elder always pretended to be fine in front of Han Yishi, and the same was true for Han Yishi.
