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Twenty years ago…

November, Tangling City.

Severe cold for a long time!

It's snowing heavily!

In such cold weather, there was a child chopping firewood in the wilds of Tanglin City!

The child's hands were red and swollen from the cold...but the rusty knife in his hand was...clasped tightly! It was as if as long as he had the rusty knife, he was not afraid of the cold.

There was no pain or coldness on his little face...

Wrapped in a tattered cotton-padded jacket, he was chopping firewood alone on a snowy day!

When the old man behind him walked up to him...he hadn't noticed yet...

"child……"

A desolate voice came through the heavy snow...

The child turned his head... and saw an old man wrapped in a military cotton coat standing in front of him in the wind and snow, frowning, looking at him. Behind him were two men also wrapped in military coats.

, although each of them stood in the ice and snow, they did not feel cold at all...looking at him curiously!

They were passers-by! When a passer-by driving a military jeep saw the child in the snow on the roadside, he was not only curious, but came over to ask.

"Why are you here alone?" the old man wrapped in a military coat asked slowly.

The child slowly took a step back... and raised the rusty machete in his hand vigilantly.

"I...I...I...cut wood!"

The child's voice was muffled...as if he had never spoken before.

As soon as he said this, the old man in the snow was stunned for a moment, and the two people around him had the same expression.

"Why are you talking...??" The old man looked at him and said with some unbearability, because he could tell that this child must have been like this because no one taught him how to speak since he was a child.

The child seemed to be touched... and slowly lowered his head.

A kind of inferiority complex is hidden deep in a child's heart.

"Are you from Dongling City?" the old man asked as he looked at a nearby city.

The child slowly raised his head and nodded.

The old man looked at him.

"What's your name?" the old man continued to ask.

The child looked at him and blinked...

"Ali……"

"Ali...what a name!" The old man laughed.

Next to him, he saw a man wearing the same military coat. He was tall and dignified. He looked at Ali and said, "Mr. Wei, this kid is not simple!"

The old man known as Mr. Wei also nodded with joy.

"How can such a young child be able to withstand such a cold weather... How many young people, even in their twenties, can have such ability?" The man next to him said while looking at Ali with relief.

"If we wait ten years... this kid can be put into (Lao Bai's) special forces training for two years... I believe that Lao Bai will have one more strong general in his hands!"

Mr. Wei next to him laughed.

"It's said that the army recognizes talents and recruits them. I saw it today. Haha." Mr. Wei laughed and said.

The man in a military coat next to him also laughed.

"Look what Mr. Wei said! Didn't we just ask Mr. Wei to go to the army to teach those new recruits how to play with knives?"

When he said this, Mr. Wei smiled and waved his hands.

"I'm old! I can't play anymore!"

"Mr. Wei is so humble! When (Lao Bai) was in the army, he often talked about Mr. Wei, saying that he must invite Mr. Wei over this time to teach the new recruits... sword skills." The man next to him said.

Mr. Wei narrowed his eyes and said: "(Bai Songren) this guy..."

"To be honest, it doesn't matter whether I go or not... As long as your army has him here, there will be absolutely no problem in winning the national special forces exercise competition championship!!"

The man wearing a military coat next to him did not refute this sentence, he just laughed and said: "If Mr. Wei goes, it will be even more powerful. This time, it is not a hot shot to win the whole country and the special exercise competition!

"

"Ha ha!"

"You still don't know Lao Bai's characteristics... He hopes to be foolproof in everything he does!" The man continued to laugh.

Mr. Wei turned his head and said, "It seems like you, the deputy team member, are not like this?"

The two burst out laughing.

Only the children on the side didn't know who these two guys in military coats were, carrying two bars and one star on their shoulders.

"Child... where are your parents? How can I bear to let you come out in such a cold weather?" Mr. Wei slowly bent down and asked.

The child kept watching the two of them, wary...

When asked about his parents, he stepped back sensitively, as if he didn't want to say anything, and a sense of resistance burst out from his eyes.

His appearance inevitably shocked the two people around him.

The two of them looked at each other... and suddenly felt a little curious about this ten-year-old child...

"It's so late... I'd better take you home first! Come with us, we happen to be passing by Dongling City..." Mr. Wei smiled and slowly stretched out a hand... looking at him with a kind face.

Ali.

Ali looked at Mr. Wei's kind face... and finally slowly stretched out his little hand, which was slightly red from the cold wind and snow...

Those hands were as cold as stones. When they touched Mr. Wei's warm palms, Mr. Wei couldn't help but trembled!

Looking at this child, a silent sadness came over me.

I saw Mr. Wei holding Ali's little hand and walking through the thick snow towards an old-fashioned military jeep parked nearby.

In the end, Mr. Wei sent Ali back.

When we arrived at the intersection of Dongling City, we heard Ali saying vaguely: "I...I...get off...the car!...go...home."

Ali blinked and looked at Mr. Wei and said.

The man in front of him, wrapped in a military coat, stopped the car!

Mr. Wei opened the car door without saying much, and Ali walked out...

He looked at them with his eyes... his face was full of gratitude... but he didn't say anything, and he didn't know whether it was because he couldn't say it or because he didn't want to say it...

He glanced at it silently for the last few times, then turned around and walked towards the ice and snow...

A ten-year-old child, like a lonely lamp in the dark night, walked alone on the road... When he reached the block in front, he suddenly walked towards the other side!

Ghetto!

This area has been thoroughly planned by the government as the poorest area!

The child walked inside.

Finally, Ali stopped in front of a small, low-rise house that was more shabby than all the houses in the slums.

He walked slowly to the door and opened it gently...
Chapter completed!