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Text Chapter 631: Which side is justice?

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    After returning to Montana, life became regular again. He took his daughter on horseback rides every day, inspected the ranch and so on. After a week, Wang Fan reported the news of the domestic lawsuit, not to mention that the gallery did not do anything.  , you can¡¯t tell even if you tampered with it. The 250-year-old finally lost the case with ironclad evidence. Of course, the lawyer had to apply for reputational compensation to the gallery. In the end, as Miles said, the bonus was all returned. By the way  He also brought legal fees, leaving this poor painter naked again.

    After hearing this, Ju An just dismissed it as a joke. He has such a low IQ and basically no emotional intelligence. What else can you draw?

    On Saturday morning, Ju An drove the car out and shouted loudly to the house: "Hurry up! Everyone, hurry up, otherwise you will be late."

    As soon as Ju An finished speaking, three little kids ran out. Nini took a younger brother by the hand and ran towards the car, while Dinah followed behind wearing sunglasses and holding a basket in her hand.  I had lunch prepared by Ju An¡¯s mother, but this time I wasn¡¯t going for a picnic, but to participate in a historical military event held by Nini¡¯s school.

    Waiting for Dinah to get in the car and close the door, Ju An stretched out his hand and waved to his mother at the door, then drove the car with his family towards the venue of the event. This event was not at school, but another one.  In the pastures of the valley.

    By the time Ju An drove his car to the ranch, many parents had already arrived in their cars. Of course, there were also Nini¡¯s teachers. There were only about twenty children in total. The rest were parents and their little ones.  .

    Anyway, everyone is familiar with each other, they greeted each other and randomly found a topic.  Talk to each other.  Wait for everyone to arrive.  The teacher asked parents and children to enter the big house together.  After Ju An entered, he discovered that there was a sand table in the middle of the big house.  There are also some old-fashioned muskets in the cylinder in the corner.

    The children naturally sat at the front, and the parents took it upon themselves to find folding chairs. The tall and short chairs made the venue look a bit messy. The organizer did not let everyone sit in a straight line or anything, so the parents of the children sat wherever they wanted.  , some children even sat directly on the tall bucket next to them, and no one came out to stop them.

    Waiting for it to start.  A middle-aged man wearing gray clothes and a beard walked forward. Ju An saw that he had never seen this military uniform before, but it had appeared in movies. He felt that these people were quite professional and even had their clothes prepared.  Restore history.

    After listening to this man¡¯s talk for a while, Ju An understood. He was talking about the history of the Civil War in the United States. Everyone knew that the founding of the United States was very short, and the wars that took place on the mainland, apart from the Revolutionary War, were the Civil War.  The Civil War was not the only civil war in the United States so far, so both museums and historical scholars have studied this period of history to the extreme.

    This person is talking about a battle commanded by General Jackson, the general of the Southern rebels.  The Northern Army suffered over 500 casualties and over 100 prisoners, while the Southern Rebels suffered less than 300 losses.  The bearded middle-aged man in front was talking while using a small wooden stick to analyze the combat objectives of the two armies on the battlefield projected by the projector.

    Mentioned the final result of this battle, the southern army forced the federal army, also known as the northern army, to retreat, and finally the rebels took control of the entire area.

    Ju An was dumbfounded when he heard this. This history tells that the righteous will retreat and the rebel army will win. As he listened, Ju An realized what he was talking about. It turned out that they were not talking about justice and injustice, but about justice and injustice.  It talks about the harm this period of history has caused to the American people, how many Americans died in this civil war, and about fratricide. It educates the twenty or so half-year-old children in front of them not to follow the old path of their predecessors in the future.  Peace depends on everyone. Peace is not given by anyone, but depends on every American, you and me, and all Americans working together to achieve it.

    As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the children and the parents behind him naturally gave warm applause. Ju An also sincerely admired these people. They dared to say anything. Should the children tell a story about history, or would the general's rebels win?  As for General Jefferson, there are still monuments to this southern rebel general in some places in the United States.

    Next it was time for the children's activities. Several people wearing inner station military uniforms came in and took the children to see the muskets used at that time, as well as medical equipment, pliers, tweezers, and medical books.  Ju An looked at it and flipped through it twice. It also explained how to perform amputation surgery.

    After visiting these historical relics, a woman wearing the clothes of the time walked in, holding some hats in her hands, and stuck a Civil War hat on each child's head. The children were very happy.  Putting on the hat carefully, the middle-aged man who just gave the lecture divided the children into two groups. Some children played the role of the federal army, and the other children played the victorious side of the battle, the southern rebels.  Collector one by one?The muskets of the time.

    After the children received the muskets, several adults in military uniforms took the children outside the house. Naturally, the parents followed the children outside the house. However, at this time, the parents could only watch from outside the fence. More than twenty little children were arrested.  A few soldiers led them, and they lined up and marched on the grass.  And how to use the muskets of the time. Of course, these muskets could not shoot bullets. They just taught these children the steps to use them.

    At noon, the children handed over their guns and had lunch with their beaters. After lunch, the military training continued.  In the marching formation, those in the shooting formation reviewed what they had learned in the morning.

    Ju An looked at Nini from outside the fence. She was marching with a rifle on her shoulder. The small team of children was standing in a crooked line. Xiao Chi was lying on the white fence, looking at his sister in the field eagerly.  Xiao Zheng's gaze was high enough, so he sat on his father's neck and grabbed Ju An's hair.

    The two teams separated, and the battle was re-enacted under the leadership of two beating commanders. The children took aim with their guns, as if they were lining up to kill. After a while, the Yankee army, with a dozen children, appeared.  Defeated, the southern rebels, led by their commanders, threw their hats into the sky to celebrate their victory. Unfortunately, this time Ju'an's daughter, Nini, belonged to the Yankees and had already retreated.

    Of course, the next step was to exchange formations. This time, Nini finally threw her hat in the air. Ju An looked at Nini happily throwing her hat on the grass and smiled at Dinah and said, "Did you see it? Our family  Nini¡¯s throw was the highest, much higher than other children.¡±

    "Nini has thrown it several times. It seems that she prefers the hat-throwing game." Dinah said with a smile beside her.

    After the whole battle was over, the children continued to return to the house, taking photos with people wearing Civil War clothes, or taking photos with some historical sites.

    Ju An walked up to the middle-aged bearded man who was giving the lecture, and stretched out his hand to this person: "Hello! My name is An."

    The bearded man stretched out his hand and shook it with Ju An: "Nick, nice to meet you."

    "Are you a teacher at a school, or a researcher at a history museum?" Ju An asked with a smile. These things are really complete. The musket and medical kit have everything here and there, and there is even a marching tent.

    Nick smiled and shook his head and said: "No, these are my private collection. I usually like to study history. Ten years ago, I explained this history to my daughter's friends, and then their school invited me to  I explained this history to more children, and later more and more schools invited me. Now this is my second career. Normally, I am a school bus driver."  Then he pointed at the other beaters in military uniforms in the room: "Those are friends who have the same hobbies as me. They all come here to help for free. That one is my daughter."  Following Nick's hand, Ju An saw a girl wearing the clothes of the time, about high school age, taking photos with the children.

    "It will cost a lot of money to explain to the children back and forth like this," Ju An asked, looking at the things around him.

    Nick nodded and said: "It used to cost a lot of money to collect these things, but now it doesn't cost much. It's just the fuel for the car, and the most important thing is time, but I think it's worth it, at least to let these children who live in peaceful times  I know the cruelty of the war at that time. When they grow up and face this choice in the future, I will be very satisfied if I can help them remember that cruel history and avoid the tragedy of fratricide among their ancestors. I will remember the importance of peace."  .

    After chatting with Nick, Ju An joined the group to take pictures. At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the event ended. All the parents brought their children, and Nick and others started to pack up and prepare to go to the next town.  Continue to spread his ideals.

    When they got into the car, Ju An turned to Nini and asked, "What did you learn today?"

    Nini looked at Ju An with her big eyes and said, "It's fun. Marching and fighting. I also learned to use a musket. But dad, that gun is too troublesome and not as useful as the one at home. By the way! Daddy, please hurry up. We're here."  I still have to play with Emily and Angel at home."

    The girl found love fun after just one day. Nick¡¯s thoughts were probably in vain today. The girl didn¡¯t remember the cruelty of war at all.

    When the car arrived at home, Nini ran out of the car and ran towards Taylor's house with Teddy. Xiaochi and Xiaozheng continued to stay at home and play honestly, while Xiaochi asked with his fingers when he was free.  Sir, when will Xiaohu come back from grandma's house?

    As soon as Ju An got home, he went into his study and searched for information about the American Civil War. After searching, he found that there was really too much information

    Even the atrocities committed by the finally victorious Northern Army, General Sherman, against the South are recorded in detail. This Northern general used robbery, arson and wanton destruction against the Southern people, all of which have been recorded one by one by history.  , can't help but make Ju An wonder whether the saying that history is written by the victors is accurate. There is no doubt that the North won the Civil War. Why were the atrocities of the North recorded instead of being covered up?  Sometimes I really don¡¯t understand what people like Lao America think.  The South keeps slaves and the North commits murder and arson. Which side is the right one?
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