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Zhan Xiage was born on May 5, 1978. His greatest memory of his childhood is the ginseng royal jelly that he has to drink every day since he was four years old. That kind of thing tastes so good. The sweetness of royal jelly contains a slightly bitterness similar to traditional Chinese medicine. The tonics of that era were much stronger than they are now, without any adulteration, and there would be no problem of false effects. If it is ginseng, it is high-quality ginseng. If it is royal jelly, it will never be used to mix sugar with water to get through it.

A box of twelve pieces of ginseng royal jelly costs ten yuan. One piece a day can already be worth half a month's salary for an ordinary working class. Most people will definitely not be able to afford such overly luxurious nutritional supplements. Zhan Xiage still believes that the reason why he has a stronger body than his peers is that the ginseng queen bee I have to drink every day is of great significance. In the early 1980s, the shadow of the planned economy in the 1970s can be seen. Ginseng royal jelly cannot be bought with money. Even if you eat, urban residents have to go to the grain station to purchase food according to their household registration book, which is divided into fine grains and coarse grains. Even the white flour in the fine grains is divided into seventy-five powder and eighty-five powder.

When I went to the store to buy some food, I had to have food coupons in addition to having money in my pocket. The thing Zhan Xiage liked to do when he was a child was to use his own steamed buns to exchange cornmeal steamed buns with his neighbor's children.

When he was five years old, after drinking that sweet royal jelly every day, Zhan Xiage should wear his beloved white sneakers and put sandbags on his legs to practice long-distance running.

Zhan Xia Ge will never forget it in his life, on a certain morning in that winter.

He was only five and a half years old at that time. When he pushed open the door, there was still a bleak black and white between the sky and the earth. The howling north wind mixed with goose feather snowflakes hit hard, and most of the heat in his body was instantly taken away. Anyone would be unable to help trembling like an electric shock when facing this situation. The sound of teeth fighting sounded like sprinkling a handful of corn onto the marble floor, hard and cold.

Zhan Xiage retreated back to the warm room with his whole body shriveled. He looked at Zhan Xinghua, who had no expression on his face and said carefully: "Dad, it's snowing outside."

"I know you're cold, I know it's dark outside, you're a little scared, but you can't retreat! You have to run hard until you get hot and you have to shout desperately, and in the end you will find that all this is not scary!"

"As a man, the only way to face his enemy is to face him! In this way, at least you can raise your hands and fight him. If you choose to turn around and run away and face the enemy with your back, then you will not even have the chance to fight!"

Zhan Xinghua pointed out of the door and shouted loudly: "The wind is your enemy, the snow is your enemy, and cowardice is your enemy! Go out and complete your training, and get the victory back in this battle!"

Why do men fight?

Why do men have to practice long-distance running around the entire military compound at six o'clock in the morning?

Zhan Xia Ge really doesn’t understand!

He secretly glanced at the dark kitchen, where there was a rolling pin with a jujube wood as thick as an egg. Whether in the army or in this home, his father's words were orders. Once issued, they must be executed. Otherwise, the thick and heavy rolling pin would fall on him without mercy. The final result was that he had to execute the order honestly!

Zhan Xiage gritted his teeth and walked out of the house again. Before the heavy door closed, he heard his mother's panic call: "Zhan Xinghua, are you crazy? Do you know what the temperature is today? minus twenty-five degrees! Do you want to train your son, or do you want to kill your son?!"

"I have been a soldier for my whole life, and my son will become the best soldier in the world in the future!" Zhan Xinghua said sternly: "He is my son of Zhan Xinghua. He has had a mission he must bear since he was born! Some people abroad have long been self-righteous asserting that our Chinese government will be destroyed in the hands of the fourth generation. Why? It's not that we fathers who relaxed their education to the next generation and turned our children into second-generation ancestors who only know how to eat, drink and have fun?!"

It's really cold!

The north wind was like a knife and snow were like an arrow, and tears of grievance continued to flow out of Zhan Xiage's eyes. The big tears kept sliding down his cheeks, and finally fell on his thin coat, and soon frozen into a hard piece. He had to put his hands under his armpits so that his fingers would not hurt so much. What made him feel most unspeakable fear was that, looking around, the entire military compound was integrated into darkness and silence. There was no pedestrian on the road, and no one except his home had lights on.

He ran alone in the snow, the snowflakes kept flying. Although the street lights were still emitting light, in the world where the north wind was howling and snowing, their lights seemed so weak that they could only cover a narrow area. In the window where the lights were only on, Zhan Xiage could faintly see...mother's face!

Tears, sweat and snot were covered with Zhan Xiage's whole face. He grabbed a handful of snow from the side of the road and rubbed it hard on his face. The cold feeling was filled with a slight tingling pain. Zhan Xiage spread his palms and mixed with bright red in the white. In the center of this red area, there was an iron nail that I don't know who threw it beside the road!

"Ao..."

In the darkness, a wild and tender but violent aura suddenly came from the entire military region at an angle covered by wind and snow.

From that day on, Zhan Xia Ge began to hate soldiers!

When the nursery aunt asked everyone about their ideals with a smile, some people said they wanted to be a scientist, some people said they wanted to be an engineer, and some people said they wanted to be a glorious People's Liberation Army soldier when they grew up. When it was War Xia Ge's turn, he replied: "I will be a bandit when I grow up in the future!"

Everyone was stunned by the answer from Zhan Xiage. You should know that in the book of the villain, the bandits are the most ugly and vulgar, and they will eventually be eliminated by the PLA uncle!

The aunt asked, "When Xiage, why did you grow up and become a bandit? Isn't it great to be a glorious soldier like your father?"

Zhan Xiage's answer at that time was really childish and cute: "Because bandits can also fight against the PLA uncle!"

The aunt was amused by the words of Zhan Xia Ge, and she said, "When the children in our class play the game of police catching robbers, you will be the robbers."

The police catching robbers is to make seven or eight children a policeman, one or two children a robber, and there are more people to bully the few people. The final outcome is of course justice overcomes evil, and the police subdued the robbers.

Generally, children who are thin and easily bullied are robbers. Zhan Xiage stands with his companion who looks like a radish head, and seven or eight tall and strong children stand less than thirty meters away from them.

The aunt smiled and shouted, "The battle began!"

Little Radish turned around and ran away. Before the seven or eight "police" began their pursuit, they suddenly saw that the "robber" Zhan Xiage, who was supposed to run away with his head, lowered his head and pointed it at their highest and strongest companion who was elected as "police chief" and rushed over.

Seeing the War Heroes song like a Spanish bullfight, staring with blood-red eyes, and crashing into the "enemy" with the wildest posture. Even the aunt watching the battle was scared.

"Oh!"

The boy who was hit by Zhan Xiage had no time to let out a scream, and was hit by Zhan Xiage and rolled on the ground several times.

"Bang!"

Zhan Xiage raised his fist and slapped another boy hard on the nose, and blood immediately splashed from his face. Radish head, who ran a few steps and found something was wrong, turned his head and stared at the scene blankly. Zhan Xiage shouted angrily: "What are you running? Come and fight!"

Four or five fists fell on Zhan Xiage at the same time. After all, everyone was just a few years old. They fought without any rules. They didn't know how to beat the target's head, and they didn't know which guy they could reach out to fuck. These children were also thick and powerful in the same class, and their fists were also big, but how could their fists be compared with the thick, heavy rolling pin made of jujube wood in Zhan Xiage's family?

Even if my father showed mercy when he beat Zhan Xiage, he was photographed by that kind of thing every few days, so he has been practicing the basic skills of iron cloth shirts since he was a child?!

The battle lasted only half a minute, and the children soon discovered that no matter how they attacked, Zhan Xiage didn't care. They, the "people's police", did not slap people in the face, but the "robbers" didn't care about this, and Zhan Xiage didn't care about the face, the body and nose. He caught it and beat it, and the punches were so loud that the flesh thumped.

Seeing that with the encouragement of Zhan Xia Ge, Luo Bu Tou also turned around to join the battle group, and then looked at Zhan Xia Ge who showed a strange smile while fighting. Suddenly, someone shouted "Run quickly", and seven or eight policemen scattered. Two bandits chased each other and beat the "People's Police" to hide and escape in the yard of the entire nursery.

Several nursery aunts helped up the boy who was knocked down by Zhan Xiage. He had already started to twitch and cry. Looking at Zhan Xiage who was chasing like a wild horse, an aunt whispered: "This child is too wild, right?"

The final outcome is that the robbers completely defeated the justice people's police in terms of will and strength. The aunt gathered several boys together. Almost everyone was injured. Before the aunt could speak, Zhan Xiage pointed at the "Police Chief" and shouted disdainfully: "What the hell are you pretending to be a bear? Let me tell you, when a man faces the enemy, his only choice is to fight! A soldier will be a nest of bears, and you are a bird, and you are worthy of being a cadre?!"

Several aunts looked at each other. After a long time, one of them whispered: "This must not be learned from our nursery!"

From then on, Zhan Xiage fell in love with being a bandit, robber, and thief when he was playing games. He always followed a little radish head who was advancing and retreating. The radish head chased behind Zhan Xiage all day long, panting and shouting: "Zhan Xiage, wait for me, we are in the same group!"

Zhan Xiage shouted without looking back: "Ouyang Zhuo, run away quickly, you really lost all the faces of our bandits, robbers and thieves... Go, fight, fight!"
Chapter completed!