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    Seeing this, Song Shen became wise in his haste. He took a step forward and blocked Nga Wang behind him. At the same time, he kicked Nga Wang hard with his back heel and whispered: "Run away!" Nga Wang was also smart and hurried to the roadside.  As soon as he ran away, he was short and familiar with the terrain of the village. He slipped in from the root of the fence on the roadside and disappeared into the bushes between the thatched houses in three times.  The little leader was stunned when he saw Song Shen standing in front of him. When he came to his senses, Awang had already disappeared.  Seeing this, he couldn't help but became furious, grabbed Song Shen's collar, put the muzzle of his gun against his chest, and cursed: "You bastard, you dare to betray the party privately, don't you want to live?" "Sir, that's a man.  Child!" Song Shen smiled calmly: "Why do you need to meet a child?" He took a step back, took off the pocket on his shoulder, and shook it gently in his hand, and there was a sound of coins clinking inside.  "This money is for your treatment. You sir have a lot of money, so just let that child go! I just lost my home and it's so pitiful to have to go to such a far place all of a sudden. For the sake of Bodhisattva, I'm sorry."  Be merciful!" Hearing the sound of coins, the little leader's expression softened. He looked at Song Shen's face, then weighed the bulging money bag, and asked: "Is this child your son?  No, I am a poultry trader, not from this village, I just live in this village. The father of this child once took me in, so I can repay his kindness!" Song Shen replied calmly, and he looked at it.  The money bag smiled and said: "This is the payment for selling chickens and ducks in the city today. Just think of it as a little token of appreciation for you!" "Oh, let me tell you, you don't look like you are from this village when you talk and dress.  Mud Legs!" The little leader's face became kind. It's no wonder that he doubted Song Shen's identity just now. After all, although Song Shen was wearing rags, he had commanded thousands of troops and experienced life and death.  The difference between the people in the village and the farmers in the village who couldn't even speak a complete sentence in front of them was too obvious, not to mention that he could come up with so much cash at once.  "So you are also a grateful person! Such people are becoming more and more rare now!" After the little boss said this, he sighed and stuffed the money bag into his arms: "For your sake  Come on, let this little bastard go today. Don¡¯t let me see him again in the future. Let¡¯s go!¡± At this point, he waved his hand and left with the soldiers.  Looking at the soldiers walking away, and then at the pillars of fire rising in the village, Song Shen was at a loss for a moment. He walked to the villagers who were limp on the ground, and then he realized that these few  It was Awang's family who hurriedly asked: "What is going on?" "I don't know either!" Awang's father replied dumbfounded: "This morning, the steward of the master's family came to the village and said something.  The village had become the property of His Majesty the King, and all the villagers were asked to prepare to leave before dark. Before we could understand what was going on, these soldiers dressed in black rushed into the village and drove us out of the house.  Set fire to the house, my God, how can I live like this?" At this point, this haggard man in his early forties, who had been tortured by a hard life, squatted down and started sobbing.  "This should not be a lie, the new army of the kingdom wears this kind of black uniform!" Song Shen thought to himself.  "Is it really Chen Zaixing who drove these farmers out of the village for some rubber plantation?" Thinking of this, Song Shen couldn't help but smiled bitterly: So what if all this is true?  That Chen Zaixing has money, power, and an army. He is also the husband of Her Majesty the Princess. He also has a huge empire behind him. With a wave of his hand, thousands of people will die for him; but what about himself?  He is just an ordinary Burmese farmer. He stops talking and stops talking. How can he hinder the other party?  At this time, Su Ji's smile suddenly flashed in front of Song Shen's eyes. At this moment, Song Shen had already made a decision.  "Everyone has his own life, and I am no longer alone!" Song Shen gritted his teeth, looked down at the farmer, and asked, "Then what are your plans?" "What other plans do you have, no?  If His Majesty has given us a piece of land in Ren'anqiang, let's go to Ren'anqiang! There are so many mouths to eat!" Ngawang's father sighed: "Ngawang's child is thanks to you, but so  I can¡¯t afford to pay it back at once! It¡¯s a pity that you can¡¯t live in this village!¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay!¡± Song Shen quickly smiled and said, ¡°I already have a place to live, and there is a tavern in the city that is willing to give it to me.  I can live there in the future and go around buying chickens and ducks every day!" "That's good, that's good!" A smile appeared on the other party's bitter face. Seeing this smile, Song Shen suddenly felt sad.  He ran back to the donkey cart, took a bag, ran back, stuffed it into the other party, and whispered: "The landlady gave this to me, it tastes very good."That¡¯s right, give it to your family!  "After saying that, he quickly ran away without waiting for the other party to refuse. After finishing the matter here, Song Shen remembered that his donkey cart was still outside the village, so he hurried out to clean it up. As for his house, there was only a broken bed,  A few broken bowls will be burned if they are burned, so there is nothing to worry about. The earthen pots where the money is stored are underground and cannot be burned by fire. However, the donkey cart is a guy who feeds himself. If someone is quick to take it away, it will be a disaster.  The loss was huge. By the time Song Shen packed up the donkey cart, the noise in the village had gradually subsided. Then he drove the donkey cart back to his residence. The familiar villages along the way had changed into something else.  The simple and warm thatched houses in the past have turned into ruins exuding residual smoke. The villagers are wandering around the ruins to see if they can find some useful daily necessities under the ruins. From time to time, suppressed sobs can be heard in their ears.  , which was heartbreaking to hear. Song Shen forced himself to turn his head and quickened his pace. He whispered to himself that he was just a very ordinary farmer now and could do nothing for the poor people in front of him. Besides, time was always short.  It can dilute all the scars. There is a new land waiting for them in Ren'anqiang. In just a few years, they will build a new home and forget all these pains. "You are just deceiving yourself!  "There was another voice roaring in Song Shen's heart: "You clearly know what a tragic fate awaits these people. The 'merciful' king will not prepare rations for them so that they can build a new village.  If they don't starve to death before, if there is really a piece of land waiting for them in Ren'anqiang.  You are just greedy for the comfortable life that is about to begin - delicious food, a woman who loves you, and a comfortable and secure life.  You are like a squirrel in winter. As long as your tree hole is full of pine cones, you will hide in the tree hole and bury your head in the warm leaves, while turning a deaf ear to your companions who are hungry in the cold winter.  Have you forgotten the 'Wild Cat', the 'Ghost Shadow', and the hundreds of comrades whose names you don't even know?  They use their chests to block the bullets fired at you without any complaint, just so that you can sit comfortably in the pub and fill your belly with fragrant chicken pie and curry rice?  At that time, weren't you calling them with fierce words to sacrifice their lives for the poor people in the world?  Did everything change when it was your turn?  " "No, it's not my fault, it's not my fault!  Song Shen retorted weakly: "This is indeed beyond my ability. I am only one person, and these villagers still have land waiting for them in Ren'anqiang."  I am a human being too, and I am not trying to live an ascetic life!  " "Yes, you are just one person!  You can use this excuse to deceive yourself now, but when everything is over, when your soul comes to the gods and Buddhas, you can also use this reason to convince the omniscient and omnipotent gods and Buddhas, and see what he will do  What a verdict!  "The voice became louder and louder, and in the end it was like thunder, making Song Shen's ears rumble. He knelt down in pain, inserted his hands into the soil full of fire ash, and murmured to himself  Said: ¡°What should we do?  what should I do?  " "What's wrong with you, Uncle Song Shen?  " At this moment, a childish voice interrupted Song Shen's struggle. He raised his head and saw Awang standing in front of him, looking at him with curious eyes. Song Shen stretched out his hand and pulled Awang  He held him in his arms, stroking the other person's hair, and asked: "Does your body still hurt?  " "It hurts, but I'm not afraid!  "Awang replied confidently. "Good boy!  Song Shen stretched out his hand, brushed away the dead grass from his hair, wiped the dust from his face, and whispered: "But don't do this next time, that guy has a gun."  " "I know he has a gun, but I'm not afraid of him. He's a bad guy!  "Awang's answer was simple and decisive. With the pure strength unique to a child, Song Shen couldn't help being stunned for a moment. He looked at Awang's little face full of scars. After a while, he lowered his voice.  He said in a loud voice: "Yes, Nga Wang is not afraid of him, but it is better not to conflict with them, otherwise you will die!"  " "Those black dogs set fire to the house, beat people, and wanted to shoot my mother. I really hate them. If I hadn't been too weak, I would have killed them!  "Awang said bitterly, he turned his head and begged Songshen: "Uncle Songshen, please teach me!  The adults say that you are knowledgeable and capable, and you must know how to deal with these black-skinned dogs!  " "This -" Song Shen was stumped by Awang's request. He smiled bitterly, changed the subject and asked: "Awang, where are your family members?  They must be worried about you.  " "No, I never want to go home again!  Awang shook his head firmly: "Seeing my parents like that makes me feel uncomfortable. I don't want to be like them. Anyone can rush into the house and drive us out, even dogs."??¡± Song Shen looked at this stubborn child and didn¡¯t know what to say for a moment. Finally, he sighed and rubbed Awang¡¯s head: ¡°Awang, if you don¡¯t dislike it, just follow me.  God, if you want to go back, I will take you back!  "    "Very good!  "Awang jumped up fiercely. He hugged Song Shen's thigh and shouted: "Uncle Song Shen, when I grow up, I will honor you and treat you as my father!  "While he was talking, Awang grabbed the reins of the donkey cart. He was still short and could barely reach the donkey's shoulders. He jumped twice before grabbing the end of the reins. The donkey's neck happened to flick, and Awang suddenly jumped.  He stumbled and fell to the ground with a disgraced face, which made Song Shen couldn't help but laugh. He leaned down and picked up Awang, and said with a smile: "You are not as tall as a donkey, so you have to be taller to pull a donkey cart.  Year, it¡¯s better to take a donkey cart now!  "As he spoke, Song Shen put the child on the donkey cart and drove the donkey cart back to the city. The setting sun in the sky shone on him and the child on the donkey cart, making the shadows on the ground become long and blended.  Thank you to the trainee police book friend for the reward!
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