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Chapter 117 [The Road of Life] (Please subscribe)

Decheng, Chunfeng Lane.

Lin Youcheng's decision to contribute to the four famous magazines was not just a whim. After all, when he wrote the story "Fairy Things in the World", he had already thought about the story hidden in Lin Qi's life story.

Those clues and a few strokes are just like the unknown stories in history, and readers will not notice them.

"Strange Things in the World" is Lynch's life story, but how can it be possible that there is only one story about Lynch in the world.

On Lynch's life path, everyone he met in the past had their own life paths, and those different life paths were equally exciting and moving.

It is unknown what path life will take, but there are traces to follow.

Although Lin Zhaoman has not yet gone to school, Luobotou seems to want to grow up and go to school. He wants to tie Lin Zhaoqing's red scarf on himself, but Lin Zhaoqing disagrees.

Obviously, the glorious young pioneer Lin Zhaoqing still values ​​​​his red scarf very much and will not treat this important red scarf casually.

Only Young Pioneers are eligible to wear red scarves.

Jiang Xiulian saw that Lin Zhaoman particularly wanted a red scarf. She found a small red cloth for Lin Zhaoman somewhere and asked Lin Zhaoman to tie it around his neck.

Because of this small piece of tattered red cloth, Lin Zhaoman was so happy that he ran all over the yard, holding a toy wooden gun in his hand while running, singing the sentence, "Don't be afraid of difficulties, don't be afraid of enemies, study tenaciously, fight resolutely..."

This childish voice sings cheerfully, but there is a hint of determination in the childishness.

Lin Youcheng looked at Lin Zhaoman's little carrot head and was so excited. He didn't know where he got that energy and enthusiasm. He seemed to never get tired and was always in high spirits.

For some reason, the whole little person seemed to have a spirit of energy. He really looked like a pioneer who carried on the past and opened up the future, a little warrior fighting for the interests of the people.

Especially the red color on Lin Zhaoman's neck was extremely bright.

Lin Youcheng knew that the flag was red because of the blood of our ancestors.

Those pioneers who carried on the past and opened up the future also passed through Lynch's life. From the day Lynch was born in 1920, or before 1920, before the history of the Young Pioneers, those pioneers had already Act as a pioneer in moving forward.

No one knows the lives of those people, but they should be remembered.

Lin Youcheng couldn't help but wonder, if the red scarf as red as blood is one corner of the red flag, then four different stories with blood or tears are the complete four corners of the red flag.

Of course, these four complete corners are just a puzzle piece in the long history.

Yes, it is just a piece of the puzzle, and the story in that long river of time goes beyond the lives of the four people Lin Qi met by chance.

Only those pioneers who embarked on such a road of life can have a peaceful time today.

This thought just flashed through Lin Youcheng's mind.

Lin Youcheng looked at the enthusiastic Lin Zhaoman and couldn't help but think of what Lin Zhaoman said that he would be even more powerful than his brother Lin Zhaoqing. He couldn't help but smile. The little guy looked quite majestic now.

He was holding a toy wooden gun in his hand, which really looked like a warrior.

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

The little warrior Lin Zhao stood in front of the baby Lin Zhaole with a smile on his face, and said seriously, his little face seemed to be full of bravery.

The little baby Lin Zhaole was wearing crotchless pants and followed behind Lin Zhaoman, like a child soldier following behind. He kept giggling and seemed to be having a lot of fun with Lin Zhaoman.

On the other side, Lin Zhaohuan and Zhao Wenjie were making a feast with earth and leaves on the ground, as if they wanted to reward Lin Zhaoman, a little warrior who defended the people.

This scene seemed very interesting to Lin Youcheng. The little warrior guarded the fireworks in the world.

Well, there is only the human world, and there is no need for fireworks when playing house.

Lin Zhaohuan and Zhao Wenjie seemed to be still discussing whether to cook more dishes. Dishes are placed haphazardly on tiles and broken bowls, creating a mess.

Although the display is messy, the dishes are quite rich, including cold-fried leaves with sand, cold-fried mud leaves with cold leaves, cold grass, and a mud and pebble salad.

All are served cold, no need to heat them up.

After cooking in full swing, Lin Zhaohuan was so tired that there were mud marks on his face.

Lin Zhaohuan also felt very sorry for his little warrior brother. He took the lead in bringing a plate of food, handed it to Lin Zhaoman, and said, "Brother, you eat."

The little soldier Lin Zhaoman was not polite and did not care about taking advantage of the masses. He directly took the food handed over by the masses with a smile on his face and pretended to take a few bites, eating with gusto.

"Go and bring it to dad! It's still hot!"

Still warm?

Lin Youcheng, who heard this from the side, was drinking water and almost spit out a mouthful of water. Then he saw his caring little cotton-padded jacket Lin Zhaohuan bringing a plate of vegetables over and said with a smile: "Dad, you eat."

Looking at the pile of stones in front of him, Lin Youcheng felt that he was old and had bad teeth, so he couldn't knock them.

Of course, no matter how good your teeth are, it will be difficult to knock your child's cake made out of stones.

But how could Lin Youcheng refuse his little cotton-padded jacket's filial piety? He took it with a smile and said, "Thank you, Huanhuan, it's so delicious."

I haven’t eaten it yet, but I said it’s delicious.

Lin Youcheng felt that he, as a father, really stood by his children and said good things about his children without any conditions or bottom line.

Lin Youcheng stretched out his hand to wipe the mud marks on Lin Zhaohuan's face, but Lin Zhaohuan didn't care about his hard work at all. He seemed to only want Lin Youcheng, his father, to eat more, for fear that Lin Youcheng would be hungry.

Hearing Lin Youcheng's words, the little cotton-padded jacket Lin Zhao happily ran back and brought a plate of food, brought it over and said, "Dad, eat more!"

Full of filial piety, dad appreciates it.

Lin Youcheng felt like he was almost full with these plates of warm heart.

After eating, another caring son ran up to ask Lin Youcheng to eat.

Little soldier Lin Zhaoman ran up to Lin Youcheng with a wooden gun and said with a smile: "Dad, can we play a game?"

"Dad, you are the enemy, I will destroy you."

"..."

Well, why doesn't this count as my caring and good son?

Lin Youcheng was still hesitant about whether to play with Lin Zhaoman. Before he said a word, Lin Zhaoman, a young warrior with a righteous look on his face, was instantly filled with bravery and perseverance. He seemed to be really not afraid of the enemy and fought resolutely.

Then, the little soldier Lin Zhaoman had already drawn his gun and fired at the enemy Lin Youcheng without hesitation and without showing any mercy, and also dubbed——

"boom!"

Lin Youcheng clutched his chest, his heart ached.

　I don’t know what to say. There are clues in everyone’s life past, including the life path of children...

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