Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 944 The World

And you will only become a coward hiding in the fragrance of ink! "These words hit Gu Yanqing's heart like a heavy hammer. Three days later, he appeared in the Red Building of Peking University wearing sunglasses and handed a volume of "New Youth" to the old school worker who was guarding the door. In the magazine was "The Communist Manifesto" copied in tiny calligraphy, and every word was soaked in the fragrance of pine soot ink. In the days that followed, Gu Yanqing became the "ink craftsman" of the underground party's secret printing factory. He adjusted the ink to different concentrations and wrote secret letters on the back of rice paper; he used the technique of rubbing inscriptions to copy important documents. Shen Zhixia was responsible for transmitting intelligence, and the two often met on the city wall late at night, watching the Japanese searchlights in the distance sweeping across the night sky, like pale knives. In 1937, when the gunshots rang out at Lugou Bridge, Gu Yanqing was printing the "Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Declaration." Shen Zhixia rushed in, the hem of her cheongsam covered with mud: "The Japanese are going to seal up the printing factory, you hurry up! "Gu Yanqing stuffed the last stack of leaflets into her arms: "You go first, I'll cover you!" Outside the printing factory, the sound of gunfire was getting closer and closer. Gu Yanqing lit the ink barrel, and in the firelight, he saw the slogan he wrote flying in the flames: "One inch of land and one inch of blood, one hundred thousand young people and one hundred thousand soldiers". When the bullet penetrated his chest, he used up his last bit of strength to write the word "Xia" on the wall. The ink mark was stained red with blood before it dried. Many years later, Shen Zhixia stood under the Tiananmen Tower, stroking the pen with the word "Yan" engraved on it. The sun shone on her gray temples, and in a trance, she saw Gu Yanqing behind the counter of Song Mo Zhai, dipping his pen in ink and writing: "The ink marks dye the Spring and Autumn Period, and the red heart shines through the history". The story they wrote with blood and ink marks will forever be engraved in that magnificent era.

A small town gently touched by time, it is like an old book, every page is full of stories. The houses in the town are scattered and orderly, and the white walls and black tiles are shining softly in the sun, as if telling the past time. There is a winding river in the center of the town. The water is clear and you can see small fish and shrimps playing in the cracks of the stones. There are several ancient stone bridges across the river. The stone slabs of the bridge are polished smooth, which is the trace left by the years. In the early morning, the first ray of sunshine sprinkled on the town, awakening the sleeping people. The streets and alleys gradually became lively, and the aroma of breakfast stalls filled the air. The crispy fried dough sticks and the sweet soy milk are a good way for the people in the town to start the day. The old people sat at the door, leisurely basking in the sun and chatting about family matters; the children carried their schoolbags and jumped to school, and their laughter echoed in the alleys. However, the tide of the times also quietly hit this quiet town. Young people began to yearn for the outside world. They left with dreams and aspirations, leaving behind the expectant eyes of the old people. Some new things also quietly appeared in the town. Supermarkets and Internet cafes gradually replaced the former shops and teahouses. Tradition and modernity collided and blended here. The main character Lin Yu: He has a strong character, yearning for the outside world in his heart, and loves everything in the town, struggling between ideals and reality. He is tall and straight, with a healthy luster on his wheat-colored skin. His eyes often flash with curiosity and desire for the unknown world, but whenever he looks at the familiar plants and trees in the town, that attachment will overflow his eyes. He has a spirit of not admitting defeat and never gives up easily in the face of life's difficulties. Su Yao: Gentle and kind, full of enthusiasm for life, is Lin Yu's childhood sweetheart, and faces the challenges of life with Lin Yu. She has two shallow dimples when she smiles, and her long black hair is always tied into a neat ponytail, giving people a fresh and refined feeling. She is considerate and always gives Lin Yu warm encouragement and support when he is confused. Uncle Li: An elder in the town, he is experienced and uses his life wisdom to help Lin Yu and Su Yao overcome difficulties. He always wears a washed-out Zhongshan suit. Although his face is full of wrinkles, his eyes are gentle and wise. He likes to sit under the old locust tree at the door, shaking a cattail leaf fan, and telling young people stories from the past. Those stories contain the philosophy of life and the wisdom of life. The development of the plot is the beginning of the dream. The morning sun is like a golden veil, gently sprinkled in every corner of Taoyuan Town. Lin Yu and Su Yao strolled on the bluestone road of the town as usual. The shops on the roadside opened one after another, and the shopkeepers greeted enthusiastically, and the familiar accent made people feel warm. "Lin Yu, what do you think our future life will be like?" Su Yao asked expectantly, blinking her bright eyes. Lin Yu raised his head slightly, looked at the blue sky, and raised the corners of his mouth: "I think we will always be here, guarding this land, running our shop prosperously, and then..." He paused, his eyes full of tenderness, "and then grow old together." Su Yao smiled softly, with a blush on her cheeks: "Well, I hope so too. However, sometimes I also wonder what the outside world is like? Is it really as exciting as those who come back from outside say?" Lin Yu held Su Yao's hand and squeezed it gently: "No matter what the outside world is like, this will always be our home. However, when we have a chance in the future, let's go out and see together, okay?" The two smiled at each other and held their hands tighter. Sit down and listen to me, an old man, say a few words. "Uncle Li looked at them kindly with a gentle smile on his face. Lin Yu and Su Yao sat beside Uncle Li, with their heads down, like children who had done something wrong. "Lin Yu, you are eager to go out and pursue your dreams, and there is nothing wrong with that. Young people should have an impulse to see the outside world. However, Su Yao wanted to stay in the town to protect her homeland, and her idea was not wrong. The town is our root, and here are our memories and concerns. "Uncle Li said earnestly. "But, Uncle Li, we are facing such a big dilemma now. If we don't go out, how can we change the status quo?" Lin Yu couldn't help asking. Uncle Li smiled and said, "Child, there is not only one way to realize dreams. The outside world is indeed vast, but our town also has its unique advantages. The two had a fierce debate about this, and no one could convince anyone. The contradiction was like a seed, quietly planted in their hearts, and the atmosphere became a little tense. At night, Lin Yu sat alone by the river, looking at the quiet river, with mixed feelings in his heart. He remembered his beautiful vision of the future when he was a child. At that time, he thought that living a stable life in a small town was happiness. But now, reality has dealt him a heavy blow. He knew that Su Yao was reluctant to leave the town, and she had a deep affection for this land. But he also longed to change the status quo and find a new way out for their future. And Su Yao was also lying in bed at this time, tossing and turning.