Chapter 226 Chapter 226

The person who tells the story here recalls the deeds of a young hero he heard when he was a child.The boy was smart and motivated since he was a child, with excellent character and learning, and a handsome and lovely appearance. When he was fourteen years old, he sacrificed himself to put out the wildfire.When the body of the young hero was discovered, he took a lunge with his feet, and his hands tightly hugged a small tree, still maintaining the posture of climbing upwards. The boy's sacrifice to protect the forest, village and satellite facilities is his own choice. He is a brave and good man.As for the teenage hero itself, I have as much admiration as anyone and there is no dispute about it.

But the education about learning young heroes and daring to dedicate oneself to protecting national property lasted for several years.At the weekly flag-raising ceremony, I wore a red scarf on my chest, listened to the deeds with my companions, received education, and accompanied everyone to express my willingness to die, but I often asked a question in my heart: the fate of me or my classmates. Which one is heavier, a child or 3,500 acres of woodland? The boy's deeds have not been mentioned more in recent years, and when he occasionally sings praises, he emphasizes his own courage and decisive choices, and calls to learn from this young hero are gradually heard less and less.Obviously, the standard for measuring the weight of life has changed subtly.

After seeing Mingyue off, Xianyu stayed in his room for a while, and when it was getting dark and the voices were quiet, he took some things out of the safe and went to Caizhu's. Caizhu was originally in the inner bedroom, sitting and reading a book, when she heard the voice of the maid outside saying hello to the little prince, she quickly turned off the light, huddled under the quilt and pretended to sleep.Hearing that this person entered the room and sat on the chair next to her, but kept silent, she gradually felt strange in her heart.Unable to hold back, he sat up, turned on the lamp, straightened his robe and asked him, "What is your lord doing?"

Xianyu said, "Aren't you going out to play mahjong tonight? I went to bed so early." "Tired." Caizhu only said one word, and after she finished speaking, she went to find a table, looked for cigarettes, poured out one, looked at Xianzhen, and handed it to him, the little prince took it, Caizhu gave him some I picked one myself. Xian Xuan looked around while smoking: "Why do I feel that it's a bit cold here, is it because the windows are not tight enough? Or is there an air leak from the beams?" "It was repaired last year." Caizhu said, "I don't feel cold. Hey, it's time. It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days. Isn't it cold?" Saying that he really felt cold, he pulled the quilt on his body and complained in a low voice, "Yeah, it's going to be cold again in summer before I can warm you up. Winter is hard, and there are many layers of robes on my body , I don’t even want to go there. It’s so annoying. My knees are cold, and it’s April again.”

"Then go to another place to cat for the winter." The little prince said. "Isn't there a war in the south? Beidaihe? Tired of waiting..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned to look at the little prince. He had a faint and elusive smile on his face, and he gestured to her with his hand holding a cigarette while talking, full of interest: "What is it called Maodong? Let me tell you, you take the train from here and go to Dalian first." Go, get on a German ship there, this ship goes to Hong Kong, it can stop a few stops in the middle, but you don’t need to get off the ship, just go directly to Hong Kong, play for a month, and then take a boat to Vietnam from there. Saigon. That’s warm Well. Summer is not so hot. When you go there, your knees will not be cold..."