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When the train passed through the Rocky Mountains, the tunnels opened in the lofty mountains and the railway bridges erected by the steep and dangerous canyons made Situ Nan feel how difficult it was to build such a railway project, and how huge the manpower and material resources were paid. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

"Under every railroad track, there are the corpses of Chinese workers!" The one who spoke was a young man standing next to Situ Nan, twenty-five or sixteen years old, tall and strong, with black glasses, black hair, and yellow skin, and told others that this should be a Chinese!

That's right, this Chinese is the uninvited guest that Situ Nan is annoyed by! I saw him say angrily: "We Chinese came here like piglets, like pigs and dogs, cattle and horses, planting, mining, and building railways, and the hardest thing is that we do it, but the white people don't treat us as human beings." In the construction of this railway, the flesh and blood of our Chinese workers were pillowed under the tracks, and when the white people did everything possible to erase our contributions. Chinese people are discriminated against everywhere, is there really justice in this world? ”

He swung his fist hard, but accidentally pulled the bandage tied to his arm, pulling the wound on his arm, and the blood slowly seeped out again. Perhaps it was pain, he frowned and didn't say anything.

"Huh! Axiom?! Then you have to have strength to be able to speak justice! Situ Nan said disappreciatively.

Although Situ Nan's soul is a Chinese, he is a Chinese a hundred years later, and the injustice that the Chinese have suffered can only be found in historical materials, so the feeling will not be too deep. Inexplicably reborn into this world, Situ Nan still retains half of the blood of the Chinese, and he has a more intuitive understanding of the inferior status of the Chinese in the white world nowadays, doesn't he often encounter such strange treatment? However, Situ Nan knew that in the final analysis, the Chinese were not angry, and it was a waste of energy to complain a little more, because it would be meaningless.

To tell the truth, since the barbarians entered the customs, the Han people have long been the people who have lost the country, will the Manchus care about the life and death of overseas Chinese? is the so-called "Celestial Empire abandonment", let it fend for itself! The barbarians wish that the Han people in the world would die more! Naturally, if you are a person who has lost your country, you have to have such self-knowledge, and you don't want to ask for unrealistic help. Aren't the Jews wandering around the world for thousands of years, being bullied everywhere, and only after being slaughtered by the Holocaust do they remember to build their own country? Why don't the Han people have this realization? First of all, the Han people are stubborn, they are very conservative and closed wherever they go, they do not integrate with the locals, and isolate themselves, and the Chinese are not united, and they are easy to be broken one by one. A nation that does not even regard itself as its own master will certainly not be accepted by the locals. Having said so much about the bad characteristics of the Chinese, it's not self-deprecation or something, in fact, don't we often boast that we are kind and hardworking? As the saying goes, the husband is innocent and guilty, and the hard-working and kind Chinese can get rich through their hard work, but without blood, they will naturally be bullied.

A lot of things have to be fought for by yourself, no one in this world will pity you, the weak eat the strong, it's as simple as that.

Thinking that it is now 1912, the Republic of China has also begun! What followed was the half-century-long turmoil, and at a time when the nations of the world were developing rapidly, only in the East, the country that once professed to be the Celestial Empire was constantly declining, and the colonists who lived there were a bunch of poor people who lived without dignity! Thinking of this, Situ Nan couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness, and sometimes he was happy to have half of the blood of foreigners, and he was glad! He just wanted to live well.

Having said so much, I forgot to confess. What is the name of the person who appeared in Situ Nan's room on the train Situ Nan didn't ask, but when he suddenly jumped in from the window, he did scare Situ Nan, because he was holding a gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Situ Nan's head, as if to say, if you dare to move, I will shoot you immediately!

When he just stopped, Situ Nan went out to buy some food, and as soon as he came back, he was kidnapped, saying that he was not afraid that it would be fake! Situ Nan broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart was furious, I don't know if this guy who looks a little murderous will ······

Situ Nan's mouth moved, and when he was about to say something, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps at the door.

"Send them away!" The man rushed over and put the gun behind Situ Nan's waist, pushed Situ Nan to the door, and hid behind the door.

"Bang!" The door opened, and two policeman-looking men asked, "Did you find a stranger just now?" ”

"Nope!" Situ Nan said calmly.

A policeman looked at the room, there was not much space, there was really no place to hide, he didn't say anything, and left.

"Bang!" The door closed again. Situ Nan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, just now when he spoke, he faintly felt that the barrel behind his back was a little shaky, I was really afraid...

"Alright, they're leaving, let go of your gun first!" Situ Nan said cautiously.

"Do you speak Chinese?" The man was surprised, sat down on the bed, and said, the muzzle of the gun naturally pointing downward, intentionally or unintentionally pointing at the door. This man is so vigilant! Situ Nan thought.

"My father is Chinese!" Situ Nan said.

The man carefully looked at Situ Nan, well, although his face was contoured like a Westerner, he had black hair and black eyes, so he put away the gun, snatched it in his hand, and then inserted it into his arms.

"What an offense just now! I didn't expect everyone to be compatriots! The man smiled with a broad eyebrow, and the thick beard on his cheeks made him look a little powerful.

This kind of guy really can't afford to offend, Situ Nan said in his heart, although he has already died once, it is always uncomfortable to be pointed at a gun in his heart. "Can you tell me what's going on?" Situ Nan asked tentatively.

"It's nothing, Lao Tzu couldn't get used to their white people being overbearing, so he taught them a lesson, but I didn't expect so many of them to rush out and bring guns. After Lao Tzu snatched their guns and killed a few white trash, the police were consumed with Lao Tzu, and they chased them all day until they came here. The man in front of him arched his hand.

I can't afford it! Situ Nan smiled bitterly in his heart, although this person said a few words lightly, but is it easy to provoke the people who shoot with the western cowboys and the police! But I think this person shouldn't have any malicious intent, he just lay down and got shot---- he was unlucky.

"It's over, it should be." Situ Nan said with some hypocrisy, wishing that this ruthless guy would leave quickly.

It's a pity that Situ Nan's hopes were disappointed, this guy didn't want to leave at all, rumble, the train restarted, and the noise of the train was enough to drown out the conversation in the room.

Situ Nan was a little helpless, it seemed that the guy in front of him would not be able to get rid of him for a while.

"Smack"

I saw this guy take out a dagger from his arms and tear the clothes on his arm, revealing a bloody wound, and his clothes were stained red. It should be a gunshot wound, maybe it was an injury he was injured in a shootout with someone! Situ Nan thought.

The man dug out the bullet with a dagger, took out another bullet, took out the gunpowder inside, sprinkled it on the wound, and then slipped the match······

Situ Nan knew what he wanted to do, looking at the terrifying wound, Guan Gong scraped the bones to heal the wounds in ancient times!

"Ah" screamed like a beast, but the voice was very low, Situ Nan saw that the gunpowder burned by Aishang's novel net burned the man's arm wound into a black piece, the man's teeth were tight, his green muscles were fully displayed, his body kept trembling, and he was in great pain, but he never screamed.

It's a man! Situ Nan admired this person's strong willpower.

The strong man's face was covered with sweat, and he was panting as if he had collapsed, and he tried to bandage the wound with a bandage made of strips of cloth, but the pain just now seemed to suck all his strength, but his clumsy movements were unsuccessful.

"I'll do it!" Situ Nan went over and bandaged the wound neatly.

"Thank you." The man said weakly.

"Rest well!" Situ Nan said.

The man lay motionless on the bed, as if asleep, with his other, uninjured hand in his arms, where a gun was hidden.

Situ Nan didn't know if he was asleep or not, but this person was so vigilant, and his mind was not as rough as he looked. Also, otherwise how could they have escaped under the hands of cowboys and policemen! Fortunately, Situ Nan has no malicious intent, otherwise he doesn't have to do it himself, he can directly find the train police to solve this man.

Although he was frightened by this uninvited guest who suddenly appeared, but in the end, there was a false alarm, and Situ Nan calmed down and took a book and read it.

It wasn't until the man woke up that the two ate something in the room and chatted slowly, that Situ Nan knew that this man's name was He Wenxiu, but how could he have a little Wenxiu on him? According to He Wenxiu, he was a second-generation Chinese worker, which means that his father was an early Chinese worker in the western United States, but he died while building a railroad. He Wenxiu was raised by other Chinese workers, and later those Chinese workers died, and when they returned to China, He Wenxiu was ignored by no one, and he grew up wandering alone. Because I saw the unfair treatment of Chinese workers by whites since I was a child, whites are more hateful. He Wenxiu is a righteous person, he can't get used to the nonsense of white people, and often helps the Chinese, but he didn't expect that he almost lost his life this time.

"Oh." Situ Nan didn't have much to say about He Wenxiu's experience, living in troubled times, everyone has their own unbearable memories, and many times they are too busy to take care of themselves.

"Situ Nan's English name is Stoney William. His father is Chinese and his mother is British. Now that both of his parents are dead, he is single and has gone to the western United States to do business. Situ Nan briefly introduced himself.

"No wonder you look like this, brother! It turned out to be a half-foreigner! He Wenxiu suddenly realized, "But the great grace is not grateful, and the grace of saving his life is remembered by Lao He." ”

"It's over, Brother He, who hasn't been in trouble! I'm just raising my hands. Situ Nan didn't pay much attention to this.

"Okay! My brother is a cheerful person, and I'm not hypocritical anymore. This more than 100 catties will be handed over to you, go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, I didn't say anything. He Wenxiu patted his chest and said.

Situ Nan was noncommittal about his words, He Wenxiu wanted to follow him, Situ Nan didn't mind too much, multiple people had multiple companions, it wouldn't be too lonely, Situ Nan really had few friends, and it was not bad to have someone to talk to. However, He Wenxiu has a natural aversion to white people, and in his eyes, all white people are untrustworthy. The two often talk about this topic, it should be He Wenxiu who complains from time to time, while Situ Nan listens noncommittally, so there is the above conversation. Through his words, over time, Situ Nan also felt the tragic fate of overseas Chinese.

The long journey finally reached the final stop, and in Los Angeles, He Wenxiu got off the bus. The time when they arrived was morning, seeing that there was still time, Situ Nan took out the card in his pocket, with the address of the Brown couple on it, Situ Nan wanted to visit, he had a good impression of the Brown couple, a pair of enthusiastic people, but it has been half a year, I don't know if the Brown couple still remembers themselves.

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