For the heroes, they are quarreling with Ren Xiaosu and are angry, but they first admit that Ren Xiaosu is the next commander of the Northwest Army, and they never deny that the other party represents the future of the Northwest.

So after getting angry, everyone calmed down and thought about Ren Xiaosu's proposal seriously.

But as Commander Li said, the more than 200,000 heroic spirit army has become a single private army, so it is really hard to say where the northwest will go in the future.

Therefore, for such an important decision, everyone will never make a choice easily.

In the following days, Ren Xiaosu still came to tear the newspapers every day, and the heroes were still angry and scolded.

Ren Xiaosu's insistence on mourning the heroic spirits touched many residents of the barriers. Slowly, some even followed Ren Xiaosu and walked around the Tongzhong Square every day.

Of course, the elderly are basically the ones who have free time every day.

At first, the heroes called Ren Xiaosu shameless, but later the heroes suddenly discovered that as people came to mourn them every day, their spiritual will became more and more solid.

You should know that they were able to stay in this world because of the mourning of the Northwest people. This shows that the mourning of ordinary people will indeed have an impact on them.

The time is still short, so everyone can't tell what the impact will be, but it's still a better direction.

Just as Ren Xiaosu was about to continue living this leisurely life of two points and one line, Xu Xianchu suddenly came to inform Ren Xiaosu that Commander Zhang's affairs had been completed and they both set out tomorrow!

Ren Xiaosu felt a little regretful. The more than 200,000 heroic spirits were not kidnapped by him in the end.

At 6 o'clock the next morning, Zhang Jinglin was waiting for him in the Tongzhong Square early, and saw Zhang Jinglin put on a military uniform and a marching backpack carrying him, standing in the thin fog in the morning.

Ren Xiaosu came up and smiled and said, "I have never seen Mr. Zhang's outfit, what is in his backpack?"

"This hiking plan is two months, so bring some changes in clothes and food on the road," Zhang Jinglin explained: "You didn't bring anything."

"Don't worry," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "It's the same as going home when I enter the wilderness."

"Okay," Zhang Jinglin nodded.

"Mr. Zhang, don't you need to bring some bodyguard entourage?" Ren Xiaosu said curiously: "Are you not afraid of going to places outside the northwest to encounter danger?"

Zhang Jinglin said calmly: "With you, the destroyer of the barrier, is there anything I have to be afraid of?"

"That's true," Ren Xiaosu said.

The two set out from the bronze bell square, no one saw them off, and no one witnessed them all.

Only Ren Xiaosu knew that more than 200,000 heroic spirits were staring at them with bright eyes and watching them leave.

"By the way," said Zhang Jinglin: "I heard that you have come to mourn the pioneers of the Northwest Army every day during this period? Why?"

Ren Xiaosu looked back at the bronze bell square behind, and then said seriously: "Because I admire the pioneers' dedication to the Northwest, Mr. Zhang, you know that I am a selfish person, so when I hear their glorious deeds, I can't help but be moved. For this period of time, I come to talk to them every day, as if they are by my side to protect me, and I live a fulfilling life and a sense of security."

Zhang Jinglin was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ren Xiaosu to answer like this. In his impression, Ren Xiaosu did not seem to be a person who was moved by hearing some glorious deeds.

However, he thought this was a good thing. Since Ren Xiaosu returned to the northwest this time, he has always been able to give him some surprises.

Zhang Jinglin smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

However, while Zhang Jinglin felt relieved, the entire square was filled with sounds that ordinary people could not hear.

"Pooh!"

"Phhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"This kid's face will not turn red when he says such words in front of us!"

"Shameless!"

"Zhang Jinglin, open your eyes wide, look, this kid is not a good thing at all! He is full of bad water!"

At this time, the heroes suddenly felt like they had heard stories from scholars before. For example, when everyone heard a story, there was a treacherous minister disguised as a loyal minister and wanted to murder loyal officials. The listeners knew that this guy was a bad guy, but the protagonist didn't know, so the listeners wanted to dive into the story and warned the protagonist to see the treacherous minister clearly...

As Zhang Jinglin and Ren Xiaosu got further and further away, the heroes gradually became discouraged: "You said that if you were summoned by this kid to the Temple of Heroes, would you be able to beat him up physically? If this is true, I am willing to accept his summoning!"

"Me too!"

...

The sun rises from the east, and the blazing sunlight spreads across the northwest.

When the sun sets down west, the afterglow of the evening sets the bronze bell square in a golden shape, like golden feathers covering the ground.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy suddenly came to the square with a newspaper, then found a place to sit down, and pronounced the newspaper word by word.

"On May 28, the army of the Wang family consortium broke through the blockade of the Zhou family's northern defense line and successfully seized the No. 71 barrier abandoned by the Zhou family in just two hours. At about 5 pm, the Wang family's army advanced south again and is expected to arrive at No. 73 tomorrow..."

"The reform of the Northwest system is showing a prosperous scene. People in the past were unwilling to carry hoes to farm, but now the barren mountains are treasures, and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment..."

The heroes felt a little strange under the bronze bell. Why did this little boy suddenly run to the square to read newspapers? What's the situation?

But everyone didn't have time to think too much. Anyway, some people read newspapers, so they just listen.

This is better than reading newspapers like everyone is fighting?

For seven days, the little boy came every day, and he patted his butt and left after reading the newspaper. The heroes began to look forward to the ordinary-looking little boy who also looked cute in their eyes.

In the eyes of heroes, this child is probably the cutest person in the entire northwest.

But everyone is curious why a child suddenly came to read a newspaper? Is it to exercise his eloquence?

Until the seventh day, a middle-aged woman suddenly came to the square. When she saw the child, she asked curiously: "Son, why are you here? What are you doing?"

The little boy seemed a little panicked when he saw his mother coming: "No, I'm not doing anything."

"What are you holding in your hand?" The middle-aged woman took away the newspaper from the child's hand, and then asked in confusion: "Why are you holding today's newspaper? Where did this newspaper come from? Did you pick it up?"

A Hope Media newspaper costs two yuan, but the child only has ten yuan a month pocket money, so she doesn't think it was bought by the child herself.

The child hesitated for a while and explained, "I bought this."

"What did you buy? Where did you get the money?" The middle-aged woman was stunned.

"The young coach gave it to me," the child explained: "He said that as long as I come to read the newspaper every day, I will give me a pocket money of 300 yuan a month. If I can persist every day, I will give me an extra 1,000 yuan in a year! However, he has requirements that I cannot come during class and must wait for school to come to the evening. He also asked me to score more than 90 points in each subject so that I can get that 1,000 yuan."

The middle-aged woman was stunned. Her family lived next to the guesthouse, and opened a small laundry there. The young man took the clothes to wash every day, and he met his own children during this period.

But she didn't expect that the young man made such a deal with his child before leaving.

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a while: "I said why you have been late for the past few days, and I thought you were playing outside. But did the young coach say why he asked you to do this?"

The child replied: "I also asked him why he read newspapers in the Copper Bell Square. He said that the martyrs died to protect their homes, so they have the right to know how prosperous the homes they protected are now, which is what they deserve."

The middle-aged woman thought for a while, then rubbed the child's head with a smile: "Then it's nothing to say to us. Can your dad and I stop you? Okay, every day after reading the newspaper, you go home for dinner, and you will be one hour late for dinner at home."

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Chapter completed!