"Why are you working so hard?"

Qin Xuan said: "The Buddha City is already very good, such a city is the most orderly and comfortable city I have ever seen." ”

Yes, the most comfortable, really the most comfortable.

The Buddha City may not be beautiful, but it is very happy, because the people who live here, every one of them, yearns for the future.

They obey the order, love each other, help each other like a family.

If these four words can really describe a place, then this place, perhaps, is the city of eight hundred temples and Buddhas.

"Emperor, you haven't seen it, when I first came to Buddha City, this place looked like. ”

Bao Jiaxian picked up the dry pipe and was about to smoke it, but was snatched by the painful ghost rabbit serving on the side: "Eh, rabbit, give it to me." ”

"Don't give. ”

The ghost rabbit covered his dry pipe: "The master is not well yet, and he can't smoke." ”

“。。。。。。 ”

"Ahem. ”

Bao Jiaxian shook his head embarrassedly: "The family is unfortunate... ”

Qin Xuan looked at the girl-like Painful Ghost Rabbit and Baojia Immortal, inexplicably, he felt a little warm, the happiest thing for the demon painter should be this kind of moment.

"Four years ago, the Buddha City was very chaotic," Bao Jiaxian said: "The corpses of the officials were vegetarian, the society was materialistic, and there was a bottomless gap between people, and they did their own thing, closed the door, and no one knew anyone." ”

"The quality is not high, the moral character is also low, self-righteous, never think about others, they only have money in their eyes, only reputation, for this reason, they can even sell harmful food, reduce the finished product of the goods, in order to obtain higher remuneration," Bao Jiaxian: "And in unknown places, some people will steal public property, blackmail simple-minded people, bully them, so that many people, dare to be angry but dare not speak, dare to speak, but there is nowhere to say... ”

Listening to Bao Jiaxian's words, Qin Xuan's heart was quite shocked.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak, but there is nowhere to say testimonials.

"My predecessor was also a veteran, a real veteran, and I always took him as a role model. Bao Jiaxian said: "He also worked in the Buddha City before, and paid his life for this Buddha City, and in the end, because of the long-term irregular work and rest, as well as the pressure of work, he died of exhaustion." ”

said that he died of exhaustion, in fact, it is a tact.

The old revolutionary soldiers came to Focheng for the first time, and the people of Focheng began to resist him from being free to being restricted, pointing at him and poking his backbone.

Disagree, blame, curse, insult...

Under so many negative emotions, a person still persists, never gives up, even if he dies, he must die in his job.

Such a person, apart from admiration, Qin Xuan really couldn't find any other words to face such a person.

'The people are ignorant, I don't blame them, I hate, it's just myself, why did I die so early, if I could do it one more day, maybe one day, the Buddha City, it will be better... ’

"To this day, I still remember the last words that my predecessors wrote to me. ”

He doesn't blame anyone, only himself, why didn't he last until the day the flowers bloomed?

I finally went to reclaim the land, brought water, and planted seeds, but I didn't see the end, and I didn't stick to the end.

"At that time, I swore that I would never let him die in vain!"

Bao Jiaxian said: "If a person's life can't save the Buddha City, then add another one." ”

"This... ”

Qin Xuan couldn't understand, he didn't understand, he couldn't believe that there was such a fool in this world!

That veteran soldier is a fool, and Bao Jiaxian is even more stupid.

"Emperor, you don't seem to have been born in the world of mountains and seas, right?"

"Well," Qin Xuan: "I only came out recently." ”

"Then your world, is there no one like me?"

Qin Xuan frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Lei Feng?"

"He's now," Bao Jiaxian asked, "how is it?"

Qin Xuan: "Lei Feng, he died decades ago. ”

"It seems," Bao Jiaxian seemed to guess: "It's also a senior, worthy of admiration... ”

Qin Xuan didn't understand why Bao Jiaxian was able to do it to such an extent.

Lei Feng?

Now, who's still saying this?

Now on Blue Star, these two words are just a joke.

It is an adjective that has been used by countless people to spoof, satirize, and ridicule.

"Why?"

"In this world, there are not so many whys," Bao Jiaxian said nostalgically: "I remember, when I was still by my grandmother's side, she said to me, reform the old soldiers, a dead end." ”

Leather veterans, a dead end...

"Now that you know, it's ... ”

"But someone has to walk this road, right?" Bao Jiaxian said, "There are some things, someone has to do them, right?"

He was a fool, and so was that senior, and in history, in the past, there were many more such people who embarked on this dead end, big fool...

"But the people of Buddha City, I am very pleased, they let me know that my predecessors did not die in vain," Bao Jiaxian said: "I am different from my predecessors, when I came here, the people of the whole city welcomed me." ”

"How is that possible?!"

"It's true," Bao Jiaxian said, "they have endured too much pain, and when the order is suddenly broken, when the dirty mess, and all kinds of unfairness, bullying appears, everyone thinks of their predecessors, and remembers his goodness." ”

If you have lost, you will know how to cherish it.

"They accepted me and understood my work better," Bao Jiaxian said with a smile, "Let's work together to build this Buddha city, protect her, and love her." ”

"All of this is what I have to do with them for four whole years. ”

"But you've already succeeded," Qin Xuan: "Why do you have to fight so hard?"

“。。。。。。 ”

Bao Jiaxian was silent for a while, and said: "This place is very beautiful, and living here is like living in the dream of every old soldier. ”

"But dreams will always wake up!" Bao Jiaxian: "I am very afraid, not afraid of death, but afraid that after I die, no one will be able to protect them and protect this home that we have poured countless efforts into." ”

In the eyes of Bao Jiaxian, Buddha City may always be a child who will not grow up.

He was reluctant to let go, and still tried his best to protect her in his arms.

To tell the truth, the story of Bao Jiaxian and the old soldiers of the revolution brought a great impact to Qin Xuan, before that, Qin Xuan had always thought that the old soldiers were like red cold clothes to smash and rob, and use power for personal gain.

But now, seeing Bao Jiaxian, Qin Xuan realized.

Red cold clothes are just a yellow-haired girl.

Does she really understand what a veteran soldier is, and does she really understand that under this power, she carries a burden heavier than her life?

Grandma is right, Hong Hanyi is not suitable to be a veteran soldier, she doesn't have that kind of understanding and talent.