At noon, the scorching sun is in the sky, and it is undoubtedly the most comfortable time to be in the shade of the woods at this time, but in the playground, there is also a square team of students, where they keep practicing with the password, although these students look a little young, but they are also considered to be older in the school, and most of the students are 16 or 7 years old in terms of body and appearance.

Sweat slid down Li Xin's cheeks, and the eyes that were once full of cunning and humility were only one look left at this time-solemn, although the face still carried the childishness of a teenager, but it did not prevent him from deliberately pretending to be solemn.

"Gun on the shoulder!"

In the password, Li Xin raised the wooden gun in front of him with his right hand and held the gun together with both hands. At this point, the height of the hands should be about a foot from the chest, parallel to the position of the clasp, and the body of the gun should be charged sideways towards the bolt.

Then slide your right hand to the bolt, rotate the barrel 90° counterclockwise and bring the gun to your shoulder. At the same time, the left hand slides to the bottom of the butt. At this point, the left hand should hold the butt slightly below the belt, and the left hand should be bent at the elbow. After the gun is correctly positioned, the right hand returns to the upright position, clinging to the trouser line.

The whole movement is like a smooth flow, for Li Xin, these basic movements have long formed his instinct, while doing the gun on the shoulder, his eyes have been staring at the square in front of him - the group of students in front of him, like him, are all homeless children from China, but unlike him who came to Incheon nine months ago, they have just been here for less than two weeks.

As their training platoon commander, Li Xin must train them, especially to polish off their carelessness left by long hours of begging and vigilance against them, and strict military training is the only means. I was deeply touched by Li Xinke. At least 9 months of training and classroom learning. His whole person has changed a lot.

"Gun under the shoulder!"

"Gun on the shoulder!"

With Li Xin's password. The wooden guns in their hands are constantly repeated with the movement of the upper shoulder, and the purpose of military training is to make the action form an instinct through the repetition of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of times, every movement, every training subject.

When he heard the training officer shouting the command to "lower the shoulder of the gun", Li Jiawen, who was standing in the square team, held the gun with his right hand and rotated it 90 degrees, and the bolt of the gun rushed out. The left hand naturally slides down to the trouser line, and the right hand pulls the rifle towards the ground before moving closer to the body. Return to an upright position with a gun.

However, although he seemed serious and solemn, what he was thinking about was the fragrant whale meat, for Li Jiawen, there was nothing more attractive than meat, and it was even the fragrant slices of meat that were half the size of a palm every day that made him feel like a monk in this school.

What does home feel like?

In Li Jiawen's vague, life-like memory, it seems to be the kind of place where he doesn't worry about eating, even though his father was a famous talent. But for many years, he did not make a living and concentrated on learning. After his father's death five years ago, after the creditor took the family's house, he took his younger brother to beg for a living, and from then on, he was worried about eating all day long.

And now, whether it is the new clothes on his body, or re-entering the school, he has a sense of closeness to this school, especially looking at the eight-year-old brother's face with more blood, and the original dry yellow bacon body has gradually become fleshy, and in the gratitude to the school and the principal, there are strange emotions in this school, perhaps, this is home!

Under this mentality, he naturally became exhausted in training and studying, and would never bring the bad problems of wandering on the street into the school like some people, and then be beaten with a military stick by the instructor with his butt, and sent to a confinement room. This school may have given them the feeling of home, but the only thing that people can't get used to is discipline, from food, clothing, housing and transportation have his rules, and even bathing also stipulates that they must wash every day, wipe their bodies, and even use cold water, fortunately it is hot now, I really don't know how those who come in winter get used to this.

However, there is another place that he is not very accustomed to, that is, like the bald heads of the trainers and second-class students - they have all lost their braids without exception, I heard that they are cut to prevent lice, but this reduction of braids does not seem to be mandatory, but there are already people around him who have cut their braids, whether to cut them or not, this is a problem.

For boys, braiding is a problem, but for girls, there is no such problem, in the shade of the trees next to the playground, several girls in school uniforms are pouring the mint tea in the bucket into an enamel bowl, in the Chinese school, girls are rare, from the first batch of more than a dozen girls, until now, there are only more than 100 girls in this school, but unlike boys, after the basic military training is completed, the daily military class has become a medical class, and follow the female gentleman to learn Western medicine.

The little girl with mint tea walked cautiously towards the bench by the shade of the tree, on the bench she was wearing a green dress, she sat quietly, looking at the book in her hand from time to time.

"Teacher Ouyang!"

The student's shout made Ouyang Jingya turn her head, and when she turned her head, the black ponytail swayed, and a few strands of scattered green silk were in front of her forehead, gently following the wind! The eyes on the pure and beautiful melon seed face turned into crescent moon with a smile, she looked at the somewhat timid student, and took the mint tea with a smile.

"Thank you, Xiaoqi!"

When the mint water entered her throat, the cool and refreshing feeling only dissipated a lot between the heat of this summer noon and Ouyang Jingya's heart, and she put together the "Pu Ji Fang" in her hand, although she was a Western doctor in the church middle school in Hong Kong, but it did not prevent her from studying Chinese medicine now, at least she could learn some experience in Chinese medicine, just like the "Cao Wu San" mentioned in the "Pu Ji Fang", the anesthetic similar to ether aroused her interest, maybe she could do an experiment.

While drinking mint water, she chatted with the students sitting next to her, when a white figure walked in front of her.

"Sister Xinyu!"

Li Xinyu, who was walking towards the dormitory with a book in her arms, listened to the shouting, turned her head and saw Ouyang Jingya, so she hurriedly walked over, in this school, they only had two "female teachers".

"Bunny...... Jingya! ”

When Ouyang Jingya's nickname blurted out, Li Xinyu realized that this was in front of her students.

"Sister Xinyu, just call me Little Rabbit!"

Obviously, for Ouyang Jingya, who is only 15 years old, there is no sense of being a teacher, just like she always likes to joke with students, and even be commensurate with sisters, in the convent in Hong Kong, she is a student who has been giving nuns a headache, but when she arrived at this place, she became a "teacher" by chance - the school urgently needs a "gentleman" who understands medical skills, especially Western medical skills, so Ouyang Jingya who was unwilling to be a nun in the nun abbot and escaped from the convent and entered the Beiyang shipping ship. Because he has studied medicine for several years, he has become the "Mr. Doctor" of these girls. But thanks to her hard work, she is now competent, at least the girls have learned the basics of medical care and surgery, although only rudimentary.

"Dance class in the afternoon, are you going? Sister Xinyu? ”

In the Chinese school, although compared with the boys, the girls do not have to undergo military training every day, but there is a lot of homework, in addition to attending the same elementary school coursework, but also to learn medical skills, in addition, there are also learning to dance and even eat, chat and other etiquette, according to Li Xinyu's words, this school wants to train boys to become soldiers, girls to train both Chinese and Western models of ladies, and even their teachers, are all etiquette teachers hired from France - a very beautiful French woman.

Perhaps, this is what the "good citizen" is called in that population—loyalty and devotion to the collective, a high sense of public responsibility, indomitable will, and an extraordinary ability to endure suffering, so that he is up to the task at a critical moment, and what is required of a boy is undoubtedly the same for a woman. This is a few months ago, in this school, the man gave a speech to the students, and even called them "a new generation of Chinese", what is the new generation, is it these soldiers who are constantly training in the playground?

Sometimes Li Xinyu really wanted to have a good debate with that person, but on the other hand, she admired that Master Tang very much, although she did not agree with the "military-national" education method implemented in this school, but she did not recognize a fact - the students here have changed a lot, as the first teachers of the school, she naturally witnessed the changes in those students, although the strict training has worn away their bad habits and many other things, but in their faces have regained happiness, It's a good thing after all.

"Sister Xinyu, are you going or not? Is it really a rush to death? ”

Seeing that Sister Xinyu didn't reply for a long time, Ouyang Jingya asked a little anxiously, for this little rabbit who had just "jumped" out of the convent, she naturally would not miss any opportunity to have fun, and that dance class was one of them.

"Bunny, you know, I don't like ...... very much"

Before the words were finished, the students who were training on the playground had finished their training, and the teenager with the wooden gun ran towards the shade of the tree like crazy, although it seemed to be a messy mess, but when they approached the tea table, they hurriedly lined up, in this school, queuing was almost the first thing they learned, and queuing was everywhere, no one cut in line, not that no one tried to do that, but those who tried to do that were all taught a lesson.

Looking at the students who rushed to the front like a swarm of bees, quickly lined up in a neat queue, Li Xinyu's face couldn't help but show a smile, perhaps, this is the difference between them and most of the Chinese people, although the action of leading tea and drinking tea is like a machine, but at least the order is orderly, this may be the benefit of military and national education...... It is possible to raise a very different generation of young people.

(At 5 o'clock in the morning, I ran to the hospital and was pricked with needles, not one needle, but five needles...... Ask for a monthly pass, ask for comfort! (To be continued......)