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"Uncle Kun, these tobacco leaves should be harvested in a few days, are you going to prepare to hire someone?" The young man wore a straw hat and squatted in the plantation to look at a few huge tobacco leaves, his face beaming with joy. (Full text reading, all in. (.i. Want. Wen. Learning Network)

Looking at the eyes, the surrounding lush and green are all tobacco leaves to be harvested, and now the tobacco market is bullish, as long as you buy these, you can earn enough money for the marriage with the seaside Qiu Mei, so that you will not be laughed at and get married and bother your uncle to pay.

"yes." Uncle Kun next to him knew that his nephew was a strong person, and insisted that his wife should use his own money, so he hurriedly laughed and said: "I have already told the mayor of the town, as soon as the person hired from Luzon arrives, he will arrange for us to collect it first, and when these tobacco leaves are sold out and exchanged for money, Uncle will propose to you." ”

"Uncle, look at what you said." The young man scratched his head, and he didn't know if it was the spicy sun in the sky, or if he was told that he was in his heart, his cheeks were slightly red, and he quickly changed the topic: "Uncle, there are so many laborers in Borneo, why do you and so many plantation owners still hire people from Luzon to harvest?" Wouldn't it be nice to hire some natives outside the town? Could it be that they won't even do this? Besides, that's ...... saved. ”

"Shut up"

Before the young man finished speaking, he heard his uncle shouting, and quickly turned his head to look, and saw that his uncle, who had never been angry in the past and was always happy, turned blue and glared at him angrily.

"Uncle, I'm ......."

"I said, if you have a relationship with the natives who are not as good as the beasts, don't call me uncle" Uncle Kun bit his lip hard, and after a long time, he saw the young man lower his head, and realized that he was a little too much, not long after his nephew came out of the country, how could he know the past, sighed, beckoned his nephew to his side, sat down on the ridge, took out the cigarette paper and rolled a small cigarette roll.

Seeing this, the young man knew that his uncle had something to say, so he hurriedly took out a match and lit it for him, and after Uncle Kun smoked two puffs of cigarettes, his mood calmed down a little, and he said slowly: "Tiger, do you know why our tobacco leaves here grow so well?" ”

This question twisted to the tiger's eyebrows, and I realized this for the first time, to say that it is really strange, the town I live in compared with the next side, whether it is planting tobacco leaves, or the rubber trees planted in the past two years, it is better than other places, and after the outsiders come here in the past two years, they all say that the feng shui here is good.

Could it be that there is such a thing as feng shui?

As soon as Hu spoke, Uncle Kun spat fiercely: "Fart, when did this god open his eyes?" Feng Shui says that it is all to fool outsiders, because they are afraid that others will not dare to come to this place to build a plantation."

"Uncle, what's the reason?"

Uncle Kun squinted at the cigarette, his old eyes suddenly turned red, and he said slowly: "Tiger, let me tell you, you have to remember that the reason why the land here is good is because every inch of land here has been watered with the blood of our Chinese."

"Dousing it with blood" Tiger knew that his uncle never told lies, and suddenly his hairs stood on end, and the whole town was drenched with blood, how much did it take...... Chinese. ※※※※※ I ※ I ※ ※

Uncle Kun sat on the ridge, smoking a cigarette, letting tears slide down his sallow cheeks, but he clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound.

He still remembers the situation of that year very clearly, that day, he was killed by an arrow and passed out, and when he woke up, he found that he had been buried in a sea of corpses and blood

And that's not even counting the natives wielding broadswords, spears and bows and arrows, under the command of the Dutch with loaded guns, who brought a group of Chinese compatriots here bound and cut off their heads like pigs and dogs

Blood trickled down his severed neck and into the ground, staining the town red

And that's not all

After cutting off their heads, they hung them one by one on each tree, warning that in the year the Chinese left the land, the trees in Borneo were full of withered human heads.

And that's not all

The miserable thing is the women, after they were caught, everyone was subjected to inhuman **, from quack**, to the elderly, their bodies were ruined by countless filthy and green-eyed natives, and then their limbs were cut off, and they were tortured and bled to death in rampant laughter.

And that's not all

The young children were pierced directly with spears, and were eaten by the natives as delicacies, leaving only a skeleton worse than a wild dog

During that time, Uncle Kun just lay on his stomach, hiding in the pile of dead people, smelling the unbearable smell of corpses, drinking the blood-soaked river water, and finally survived until the natives retreated and lived to this day

When he walked out of the town, he knew that Lan Fangguo, which was regarded by everyone as an overseas paradise, had finally fallen under the siege of the local natives with large swords and spears and the support of Dutch soldiers standing behind them, and hundreds of thousands of Chinese were all slaughtered as pigs and dogs

The first republic in Chinese history suffered a bloody and crazy massacre, and the wealth they had created was plundered

They run, they run, and every Chinese living here hopes that the motherland can lend a hand, but all they get is coldness and silence. When he recovered and returned to China temporarily, he knew that in the Qing Dynasty, there were very few people who knew about it, as if it was an old story written on yellow paper, just an old story in the mouth of a storyteller.

This kind of indifference made him feel cold compared to the big knife of the natives, and whenever he talked about that past, the people around him always shook their heads and said that he was talking nonsense.

So he really couldn't stay any longer, so he left China again and went to Luzon, a Chinese gathering place in Nanyang University, to survive, struggling, working hard everywhere, and earning a good family business.

But even if he doesn't have to worry about the next half of his life, he doesn't dare to relax at all, he is cautious every day, cautious in his words and deeds, just like a ground mouse who can only hide in the tunnel and appreciate the wealth he has saved

Until one day, a Chinese fleet came

With cannons, with bullets to drive out the Spaniards, and to dominate Luzon, he suddenly saw the sun

That day, he laughed, got drunk, and got drunk with many Chinese people who were surviving in Nanyang, because he knew that from now on the Chinese finally had something to rely on, and even if he slept to death again, he would not dare to fight the Chinese again

Later, when he heard about the construction of the military port, he grinned and smiled and donated 100,000 taels of silver.

Because he knows better than anyone that he can earn money when he runs out, but if he doesn't have that fleet, even if the Chinese are rich, they are rats under people's butcher's knives.

Later, he set up a tobacco plantation, had a small tobacco plantation in Luzon, and had dozens of people under his hands, and when he heard that the Chinese in Nanyang no longer dared to mess around, he and a few surviving friends quietly returned to Pontianak, returned to the town, and set up a large plantation.

As more and more Chinese people came out of the country, the number of Chinese in Pontianak gradually increased, but compared with those who had just come out of the country, he could never forget that painful experience.

Tiger sat next to him, his eyes were red, his fists were pinched and his finger bones were white, he knew that the old stories in his uncle's mouth turned out to be true, why every Chinese who had just come out of the town would be warned to be careful of the natives, why everyone would rather wait for the arrival of the Luzon laborers who helped with the harvest than use the natives outside the town

These greedy natives, who do not cultivate themselves, only know how to reach out shamelessly, rob and throw themselves if they can't take them, and kill people and rob money at the same time, are not worthy of living on this land at all

"Let's go." After Uncle Kun finished narrating, his mood was much better, as if he had become the happy one again, seeing the honest peasant who was bowing his head and bowing his waist, patting the tiger's shoulder and just getting up, suddenly, a crisp gunfire in the distance suddenly shook him.

"What's going on? Who's shooting again? ”

The sound of gunfire shook the whole town, and countless Chinese rushed out of the fields, from the plantations, carrying hoes, carrying stilts, and dragging sickles, knowing that there was no one to protect them here but themselves.

"Uncle Kun, let's go, he's **, those natives are coming to grab things again" A voice shouted from the side.

Although the "dog day" said that the natives robbed things from time to time, and it was not a new thing in Pontianak, but the tiger, who had just listened to that bitter history, felt like someone had been stabbed in his heart for some reason, and he grabbed the machete with red eyes and was about to run out.

"Wait." Uncle Kun grabbed him and looked at his young face, but he didn't stop him, just took out a revolver from his waist and handed it to him: "Remember, this is the territory created by our Chinese."

"It's different now than it was before"

"Uncle, don't worry"

"Bang bang bang ......." As the tiger left, the gunfire outside the town became more and more intense, which made Uncle Kun very worried, and after thinking about it, he immediately ran to the battalion of the escort specially sent by Luzon in the town.

A few minutes later, a radio wave emanated from the town, quickly contacting a Chinese Navy destroyer patrolling the waters off Pontianak.

"It has been reported that there has been a robbery by natives five kilometers southeast of Pontianak, and the local escort team is currently rushing to ask if they can provide support." The communications officer's words interrupted Lan Jianshu, who was checking the patrol route, and after he raised his head sharply, he thought about it, and rolled up the nautical chart to unfold the inland waterway map of the Pontianak area.

"Where?"

"In this location, the average depth of the river here is more than... Five meters, our ship can completely pass. ”

"Then what are you waiting for" Lan Jianshu threw away the pen in his hand, quickly rushed to the bridge command platform and shouted: "Contact the headquarters immediately and tell them that the Sailfish intercepted the signal of the advance escort and is on its way to support." ”

"Pull the battle alert, all hands are ready"

"Jingle Bell ......"

A burst of piercing alarm bells broke the silence of the destroyer, although the Sailfish has been dismantled from torpedoes and other equipment, changed to a full-time patrol ship, and withdrawn from the main formation, but the reserve sailors on the ship have long been accustomed to this situation, and in the blink of an eye, the Sailfish is like a cheetah smelling blood, and the hair on its whole body is raised.

"It's not the same now as it was before"

Looking at the semi-enclosed turret rotating in the bow, Lan Jianshu clenched his fists fiercely.

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