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Chapter 34 National Soul

"Master, I think this book you wrote is great, even more exciting than the previous one. You are so talented!"

After several days of hard work by Chen Mu at home, he finally finished writing a 200,000-word novel.

In order to test the effect, after Chen Mu finished writing, he showed it to Liu Si to read it over.

Even after Liu Siben became a scholar, he had always been interested in these books.

Looking at her adoring expression at this moment, Chen Mu knew that the book was indeed written correctly, and it looked like it was going to become a big hit.

Overjoyed, Chen Mu grabbed Liu Si's hand and pulled her into his arms.

Now there are only two people in the family, and both of them are much more courageous. Chen Mu is sitting on the stool, while Liu Si is riding on Chen Mu's legs, with her butt raised and her waist bowed, which can't help but make people excited.

Chen Mu was like teasing a little kitten, stroking Liu Si's waist carefully: "I already pamper you, why are you looking at this?"

Liu Si exhaled like blue, with a hint of charm in her eyes, but just when the two were about to take a step further, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the house.

"My surname is Chen, I'm here!"

Like thunder on the ground, Chen Mu raised and lowered his hands to get into the state. Suddenly, he suddenly withered.

"Who the hell knows how to pick the time?"

After scolding her, Chen Mu picked up his pants and walked out the door.

When the door was opened, a blind man was standing outside the door with an impatient expression. This man was none other than Xia Hou from Liusi Village.

It's just that he has been so busy these days that Chen Mu has forgotten about repairing the kiln.

"It turns out to be Brother Xiahou."

"Damn it, it's so hard to find your place. I went to your village and had to ask several people before I found it!"

Before Chen Mu had time to speak, Liu Si had arranged her clothes and walked out slowly. She looked at Xiahou and smiled and said, "Brother Xiahou is as irritable as ever."

Seeing the appearance of the visitor and hearing these words, Xia Hou frowned and said, "This girl looks familiar, do we know each other?"

"Brother Xiahou has a bad memory. I am Liu Si. When we were children in the village, we were bullied. When was it that you helped us?"

Upon hearing the name Liu Si, Xiahou's eyebrows suddenly widened, and then he said with a look of surprise: "Girl Liu Si, eh, I was just wondering why you look so familiar, how did you get married here?"

Liu Si smiled, and then briefly recounted what happened in the past few years.

"It's you. Brother Xiahou, you have learned martial arts before. I heard that you have killed many barbarians on the battlefield in Monan over the years, and you have become a hundred knight commanders. Why did you suddenly return to your hometown?"

When Leng Buding asked this question, he could clearly feel a hint of sadness suddenly emerging in Xia Hou's mood.

After a long time, he replied: "Some time ago, the barbarians attacked Shuofang. The commander asked me to wait for 10,000 people to guard the Monan fortress. However, my Sichuan and Shu men are much thinner and shorter than those in other states.

There is no comparison at all between bear-like barbarians, and as for the result, it is a loss."

At this point Xiahou let out a long sigh.

Chen Mu and Liu Si looked at each other and roughly understood. They were probably removed from their posts by the generals because they lost the city.

Xia Hou's eyes were lonely but there was a hint of unwillingness. He sat on the stone stool and kept pouring cups of water into his stomach, as if he wanted to use clear water to quench the aggrievedness in his heart.

In this situation, people have extremely low self-esteem. Even if Chen Mu and Chen Mu have no idea, in his eyes, it is as if they are laughing at him.

Immediately, he shook his sleeves and said sternly: "I was not kicked out, I returned to my hometown voluntarily! The day I returned to the main camp, I heard the remaining three armies laughing and scolding me for being such short potatoes in the Shu Army. They know how to run away when fighting. I really can't stand it.

Bird's eye, so..."

Xia Hou's face became more and more excited as he talked. He was a soldier, and undoubtedly a soldier with a military spirit. He could be killed, but he could never be insulted.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but shed tears. One second, he pretended to be fierce and strong to support his inferiority complex. The next second, he couldn't help but burst into tears, revealing all the sadness he had felt over the years.

Like a child, after wiping away his tears, tears came out again. Chen Mu listened and watched quietly, without any hint of ridicule.

You can never imagine what soldiers who are actually on the battlefield go through every day.

The chilling atmosphere on the battlefield, severed heads, torn out intestines, splattered brains, and countless corpses.

Your comrade-in-arms is talking to you one second, but his head may be missing the next second.

The battlefield can really drive people crazy. Almost every soldier who has been on the battlefield for many years will have varying degrees of mental illness.

This time, Chen Mu gave Xiahou a jar of wine.

Wine is always the best psychological comfort when a person is depressed. Even if he wakes up and is still sad, it can at least numb him for a moment.

"It is true that our Shu army has not won many battles, and it is indeed the weakest among the four armies, but...but when was it that our Sichuan and Shu men were not the most desperate? They even scolded...the Shu army's dwarfs for knowing how to run away...

...You know...ninety of my one hundred brothers...have fought to the death in the funeral!"

Hearing this, Chen Mu suddenly stood in awe.

Sichuan people are indeed short in stature. Sichuan's geographical location is not good and it is not as wealthy as Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Shanghai and Anhui, and its educational conditions are backward. In order to make a living in the early days, most people in Sichuan had to go out of the province to dig coal, enter factories, and work on construction sites.

Outsiders regard them as natives.

But... as long as Chen Mu can remember, he has often heard the old man say something very passionate.

The man's father-in-law's sword came out of Sichuan, and he vowed not to return it to the Japanese invaders until they were destroyed.

Three million strong men left Sichuan, and 600,000 died in battle. Nine out of ten households had no sons.

There is no need for a graveyard to bury the bones, the world is full of green hills.

Regardless of this life or the previous life, it is the same place, the same people, and they are all doing the same thing - to restore peace to China.

Throughout history, Sichuan has had the most rebellions. In the long song of history, it will always have a tragic and unyielding tone.

Although the people of Sichuan and Shu are short in stature, they are as stubborn as a wolf in their bones.

Chen Muchong raised his glass: "Brothers, let them laugh. At least in reality, the Sichuan and Shu brothers have not embarrassed us."

After drinking it all in one gulp, Xiahou felt much calmer, and Liu Si went to the kitchen to cook.

After this meal, the two became quite familiar with each other. Chen Mu always respected this kind of soldier, and the more they chatted, the more they became more and more interested.

As the afternoon approached, the two of them wandered around the village. After all, the dragon kiln needed to be built according to the terrain.

Finally, the location was decided on the hillside behind the house.

"I've prepared all the materials. If you don't know what to do when the time comes, just let me know, brother. But I'm afraid you won't be able to do it alone. Do you want to hire some helpers for you?"

After hearing what he said, Xiahou's expression changed, but he did not refuse or agree. He mumbled for a long time, then lowered his head and said with an embarrassed look: "I have ten brothers... They have also been having a hard time during this time, Mu.

Brother, can you..."

The meaning was self-evident, so Chen Mu agreed without even thinking.

"No problem, two hundred cents per person per day, what do you think?"

They are all soldiers who protect their home and country, so Chen Muzi doesn't mind helping out, even if he suffers some losses, it doesn't matter.

When he heard the figure of two hundred wen, Xiahou was so shocked that he almost knelt down.

He was okay, at least he had a skill and could survive starvation, but his brothers only knew how to fight and kill, and they knew almost nothing after leaving the battlefield. Now they only had to do odd jobs every day, and their lives were extremely miserable.

Xia Hou bowed and said: "Two hundred coins...Brother Mu, that's too much, how can we..."

Chen Mu stared at Xia Hou with his hands behind his hands, and then smiled faintly: "You are all great heroes of Long Xia, two hundred coins is suitable. Maybe others will treat you badly, but I, Chen Mu, will definitely not do it."

After saying these words, Xiahou somehow felt like he was speaking from a higher position among his fellow soldiers.

Looking at this young man, I felt a sense of oppression coming over me. His face was obviously expressionless, but compared to those generals, it was much worse!

This feeling is so weird. The person in front of me... is obviously no more than a young man in his twenties. Why...

In the end, Xia Hou couldn't help but give Chen Mu a military salute.

"If Brother Mu needs anything in the future, just call him!"


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