Lin Guodong's life was full of legendary colors, and he himself had a bit of elegant literary temperament, and he made up stories one by one. At first, Ying Huan was thinking about home visits, but as he listened, he forgot and was completely immersed in the memories of this 70-year-old man who was stained with gunpowder and blood.

He could no longer remember where he was from. He was too young when he left his hometown, and there were too many places along the way, which were enough to glue the pages of his memory together, making him unable to remember some of the things that had actually happened. It can be said that the old man's childhood was almost spent in his life of escape. Back then, the country was not good, and the Japanese invaders entered China, from the 80-year-old to the eighty-year-old children, all those who could run away ran away. Those who could not run away... What awaited them would be a living hell that was more fearful than death. In short, escape was his school, and blood was his usual words, and those hungry and unlucky refugees were naturally his classmates.

What caused all this was a group of Japanese people wearing yellow clothes, sharp teeth, and green light like jackals in their eyes.

Many years later, China ushered in a relatively peaceful and stable era, and the post-90s born in the light of peace also grew up. These children have not experienced that era of deep blood and hatred. The Japanese suddenly changed their faces in front of them and became a group of anime people who contributed to the world's animation industry. They used cultural soft output to quietly influence the young people of the motherland, from thoughts to behavior. Lin Guodong does not deny that there are also good people in this small island country. He is not a pedantic to neurotic soldier. He knows that no matter which country, there will be good people and scum. But... I want him to let go of the grudges and knots in his heart, it is probably impossible for him to let go of his grudges and knots in his heart for this.

When he was eight years old, the fierce Japanese broke into the village with a grim smile and killed many children with a bright bayonet. The children were lined up on the bayonet, and their light bones fluttered in the wind, like a string of swaying loofahs. Lin Guodong fled in panic like a panic deer. Several Japanese people laughed and chased him, as if they were playing a cheerful game. After a chase, they entered the depths of the dense forest, but they did not want to run into a strange man passing by. The man was wearing an Eighth Route Army uniform, and he could not even see a gun on his body. He had a rusty machete on his back, which was the only weapon he could kill. Lin Guodong saw him from afar and was overjoyed. He quickly shouted for help and ran towards the Eighth Route Army uniform.

Seeing this, the man didn't say much, and reached out to push the young Lin Guodong behind him and pulled out a bright big knife. What surprised Lin Guodong the most was that a series of quarrels popped out of the Eighth Route Army's mouth. The Japanese chasing him were shocked when they heard these words. They looked at the Eighth Route Army soldiers in shock, as if they could not believe their ears at all. After a while, a pretty burly soldier came out of the group. He took off his helmet, took off his pistol, and put on a bayonet with a "click" sound, and pointed the blade straight at the warrior, and actually wanted to duel with him!

Later, Lin Guodong realized that what he spoke should have been in Japanese that day.

The two of them fought together, and the machetes and bayonets collided with each other, and the sound of gold and iron mixed together. Within ten moves, the Japanese soldiers could not take it and were slashed by him. Blood was sprayed on the spot and died screaming. The remaining Japanese were shocked. They looked at each other hatefully, dragged their companions' bodies, and went home.

Seeing that Lin Guodong was still young, the master seemed to be a little compassionate. He took out a small copper coin from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand, saying, "Actually, I am not a soldier from the Eighth Route Army. It's just that in today's troubled times, it's easier to wear this. There is a copper coin here, with a little 'good luck' remaining. You can keep it. Before you are forty-nine, you can protect you from food and clothing and your life without worries." After that, he took out two thick books from his pocket and handed them to him. "This book is the boxing book of "Sun Bin's Fist". If you learn it well, you don't have to panic when you encounter danger. This book... is an annotated version of "The Book of Changes", which is semi-white, and may be difficult to read. But as long as you learn it well, your life will not be smooth sailing in the future, at least you can avoid good or bad luck."

Although Lin Guodong was still young, he knew that he had met a living god who had never appeared in the world. He immediately knelt down, kowtowed three times to him, and shouted, "Benefactor!"

"After going down this mountain, you just walk with confidence and boldness, and you will stay wherever you feel convenient. As long as you don't leave your copper coins, not to mention Japanese, I can't do anything to you. After learning all the skills of these two books, if you want to live in seclusion, find a better place to hide; if you want to serve the country, you will use all your skills to attack the Japanese. As for the same sentence, if you put copper coins on your body, you will turn around when you see the bullet." His confident tone was like a shot of a cardiotonic, which ignited the flames in Lin Guodong's heart bit by bit, and his eyes began to shine, "Child... I have nothing to say, it's just a chance meeting."

After saying that, he turned around and hurried away like a run.

After that, as he said, Lin Guodong's life was a long and far-reaching turn. He learned martial arts, joined the army, fought the Japanese, and went to the battlefield, the enemy's bullets could never hurt him at all. It was because he knew that he would not die that he was not afraid of death. On the battlefield, a brave soldier who was not afraid of death and possessed his unique martial arts skills was undoubtedly quite powerful. In every battle, he thought about how to kill the enemy, and completely put his own wealth and life aside. Anyway, the masters had the first words, forty-nine years, not more than a year, not less than a year. Before that... it was difficult for him to die.

In 1949, the founding of New China, about 16 years later, Lin Guodong was able to retire from the army and return home. He found a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and lived a comfortable life. Of course, this was not his hometown, but just a resting place he passed by in the first half of his bumpy life. He settled down here and found a wife. Not long after, the first and only child was born, a boy.

Lin Guodong was very happy, but also a little worried: the shadow of that master was wandering back and forth in his memory, like an inexplicable ghost. His 49th birthday was about to come. According to what he said, the failure of the currency should expire... What will he become?

**In the 1900s, when the reform and opening up was around the corner, the business world was rising and falling, and countless opportunities opened the door to people. The template of "successful people" became popular all over the country for a while, and the crowds were in full swing. It seemed that as long as you dare to take advantage of your wealth, you can take this opportunity to make a lot of money, jump out of the original social class, and become a big man you never dared to think about.

Lin Guodong's son Lin Qing was bewitched by this kind of inspirational stories, and countless inspirational stories robbed the young man's mind, like a demon whispering in his ear, prompting him to embark on a seemingly simple but actually fierce path. At the beginning, his idea was not difficult to guess: if he doesn't want to study and wants to make a lot of money, it's better to have a way to fight without hard work. What should he do?

It is impossible to go abroad. For a student who does not even recognize the English alphabet, it is almost difficult to get to the top if he wants to qualify for going abroad.

Then... I had to work for those businessmen who had already succeeded.

After a fierce quarrel, the young man left the small village without looking back and left the school where he should have stayed in it to study hard. Without the protection of the campus, he had come into contact with all the bizarre things in the adult world too early. His low education and arrogant spirit made him repeatedly frustrated. Lin Qing suddenly realized that all this was different from what he thought. He could not even understand most of the things that happened in the company in a day. With the qualifications of a person like him, he could only work for others.

Fortunately, the education of the workers is roughly the same as that of him, including men and women, and there are also some people who get together to chat.

Two years later, Lin Qing came back and brought a girl about the same age as him, holding a child in his hand.

Lin Guodong was stunned. Looking at his son's careless appearance, he was furious and threw the table for the first time and scolded loudly. A good person, a descendant of a soldier, finally got to the bottom of society and became like he couldn't bear to see it. Lin Qing seemed to have no idea why his father was angry, and was confused by the scolding. He became angry and left with the child in his arms.

He didn't know how disappointed Lin Guodong was with him.

Facts have proved that when young people enter society too early, they cannot restrain their behavior at all, and they will easily fall into the scum at the bottom - this is the necessity of education. Just like Lin Qing, he is just greedy for temporary joy between men and women, but he is not mentally prepared to become a father at all. A colorful society is like a big dye vat, with all kinds of religions and all kinds of things. Here, it is difficult to learn well, but if you want to learn bad things... it is simply a matter of minutes.

A few years later, Lin Qing came back, following another woman, dragging another baby in his hand.

He finally completed the transformation from a boy to a man, and began to have a good and serious conversation with his father. They talked about the experiences over the years, family matters, how Lin Qing climbed up step by step from a worker, and finally got a position that was slightly better than the worker, and earned more meager salary. Lin Guodong told him about the changes in his hometown: how those small and exquisite mobile phones occupied everyone's time, more and more young people went out to work like him, and the rest were old people, and the crops in the fields gradually turned into weeds, etc.

The breeze blows by, and the village is as quiet as if it is a different world.

Finally, Lin Qing expressed his thoughts earnestly: According to the statement, he must make compensation for what he owed before. Lin Guodong couldn't help but remember the baby in his hand when he came back last time and the young girl who was following him. He also guessed the reason for the incident. Lin Guodong sighed, smiled bitterly, and did not blame him anything. He did not want the newborn child to suffer with him and handed her over to Lin Guodong to raise him. Although it was the worst of the worst, it was a helpless move.

This child is Hu Niu.

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