Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 991 Why? (one)

Under the signal from Hu Biao's eyes, everyone walked into the courtyard of the hotel called 'Bada'.

When the door was closed with a bang, and the little old man used a thick wooden stick to hold it firmly, the fierce eyes of the natives were cut off.

Nuha, Lao Ma, a newbie, finally let out a big breath in his mouth.

The whole person suddenly felt more relaxed, and then his heart was filled with great depression, and he missed everything in the modern plane.

For example, the teacher's dormitory in my unit.

She is no longer young, beautiful and gentle, but has a daughter-in-law who keeps the house in order with her aggressive style, naughty children, and nagging parents.

Even some annoying colleagues and disgusting leaders in the unit were missed by him extremely.

Say it! What did you do before you crossed over that led you to this place? After traveling through time, what happened to him that made him have such a big reaction?

In fact, if you think about it seriously, it seems that he didn't do anything extraordinary.

It all started because when I went out to dinner with my colleagues at night, the medicinal wine that my colleagues brought with them was a little too overbearing in terms of medicinal effects.

So in the middle of the night, Lao Ma woke up because his mouth was too dry.

He got up and drank a glass of water. The water was a bit cold, and he couldn't sleep under the stimulation of the ice water.

Then, unable to sleep, he just lay on the bed and used his mobile phone to pass the time. Isn't everything reasonable?

Reasonable, of course it is reasonable, provided that during such a process, he did not receive a strange text message and responded to the message with a low hand.

In this parody message, the content is:

If he were suddenly stranded on a large island in the South Seas and given a bunch of things to choose from, what would he choose?

Maybe it was because my colleague's jar last night contained a lot of strong medicinal wine, and the effect was a little too strong.

Or maybe Lao Ma originally regarded this piece of information as a piece of fun.

Anyway, when I saw a big blond rabbit with a '36D' and 'very little clothing', my eyes suddenly lit up.

I didn't even look at what was behind, so I just chose Big Rabbit, and I still chose three.

Then, instead of waiting for this greasy middle-aged man who got angry inexplicably in a somewhat empty, lonely, cold night, let's imagine the happiness of three blond horses.

I also worry about whether my big waist can withstand this thing.

In a blink of an eye, he traveled through time and came to such a ghost place.

Damn it! He has read online novels a lot, so he naturally knows the plot of time travel. The question is, when did time travel become so casual and perfunctory?

After all, it needs to be struck by lightning to create a black hole, right?

At this moment, it seems that Lao Ma has traveled through time for five or six hours.

He no longer had any doubts about the fact that he had traveled through time; because to put it bluntly, even if a friend planned to play a prank on him, he did not have such awesome friends.

The most critical point is that in the afternoon, a few of them were cleaning up the corpses that were covered with a large number of flies and had rotted in the high temperature.

The stench that rushed straight up to the Tianling Cap, and the maggots that were constantly squirming in front of my eyes were really too real.

It was so true that whenever he recalled it in his mind, he would feel a strong sense of nausea and vomiting. If there wasn't really anything in his stomach, he would definitely vomit it out.

Then, Lao Ma and a group of rookies dragged their bodies, which were already extremely exhausted from physical labor and vomiting.

I followed the old birds on a difficult walk for more than ten miles and arrived at Surabaya City in the evening.

After entering the city, I was stared at by thousands of fierce natives like prey along the way; I was looked at like a joke by sailors from all over the world wearing various costumes.

There were even some people dressed as rogues from the island country who were pointing at them.

For a moment, even though he was carrying a medium-sized formal rifle wrapped in linen that the veterans had given him for self-defense, he still felt panicked in his heart.

After all, in the modern dimension, how many flower growers have had this kind of experience?

It is also a reasonable reaction to encounter someone suddenly.

Fortunately, now, it seems that I have finally found a place to stay.

Especially after closing the door and looking at the hotel yard with high walls, he felt as if he had entered a safe sanctuary, and his whole body felt relaxed.

When he thought of the soft big bed and steaming hot food in the hotel, Lao Ma, a man in his forties, was filled with unspeakable expectations.

As for the three blond Yangma who were still a little reluctant to let go when they were handed over to the white-haired girl.

Now Lao Ma, a rookie, has no idea at all.

Exhausted, he now just wants to have a good sleep after eating; at this time, let alone talk about the blond Yangma.

Believe it or not, even if Bing Bing and Mi Mi lie beside him, his mind will feel calm and nothing will happen?

As for the other four newbies, including Lao Ping, Onion, Banerzhuan, and Mi Yanli, their situations before they traveled through time may have been slightly different.

However, the current reaction is exactly the same as that of Lao Ma.

They are all in a state of extreme embarrassment after finally being relieved temporarily. No one can tell who can laugh at them?

But soon, these newbies stopped laughing.

Because they inadvertently looked towards a two-story building in the yard, which was the main building of the hotel, and saw a large number of heads looking over from the many windows.

After a little estimation, the number of these people was probably not as many as seventy or eighty.

If that's all, it's not a big deal.

The key is that these people, without exception, all have Chinese faces; except for a few adult men with a bit of scholarly atmosphere, the rest are all children.

These children were both male and female. The youngest looked to be only ten years old, and the oldest only looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old.

When he looked over from behind the window, his face was filled with a timid expression.

Especially the teenage children, who looked more like panicked little beasts, inexplicably made men like Lao Ma, who had children at home, feel a little softer in his heart.

At the same time, because of this scene, Lao Ma realized that this hotel was not a safe shelter, it was just an isolated island surrounded by floods.

I don’t know when it will be completely washed away by the fierce flood...

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Just when the rookies like Lao Ma discovered everything in the hotel, they were very surprised and confused.

Hu Biao and other veterans were already in a good mood, although they were a little troubled by the sudden appearance of so many children.

Without Hu Biao opening his mouth, the imperial concubine had already taken off the bamboo hat on her head, and with a smile on her face that made everyone happy, she thanked the old man in Cantonese.

Everything is trying to figure out what happened here in Surabaya so that we can make a targeted plan to break the situation:

"I don't know what to call you, but I really want to thank you today.

I just got off the boat and arrived in Surabaya today. I never expected that I couldn't even find a place to stay. The natives treated us like enemy bandits. What happened? "

Facing what the imperial concubine said, the little old man sighed long and long before answering:

"We are all compatriots, and it is only natural for us to help each other in this foreign land. You don't need to be so polite. You can just call me Ah Fu or Uncle Fu.

It’s just that it’s not a good time for you to come to Surabaya, why not come at this time?

As for what happened, it's a long story, and I can't explain it clearly at the moment. Seeing that it's getting late, why not wait until I cook a meal for everyone, and then talk about it after eating.

However, after being trapped for a few days, there is not much rice left in the store, and there are more than a hundred people including you.

We can only cook a little porridge to satisfy everyone's hunger. "

While speaking, the old man who called himself Fu Bo didn't know what he had been through, and he looked very tired both physically and mentally.

Seeing this, Yang Dongli quickly said:

"Uncle Fu, you don't have to worry, we still have some food with us, which should be enough for everyone to have a few full meals.

You don’t have to worry about cooking porridge, we happen to have someone who is a cook here. Seeing that you are a little sleepy, why don’t you go and take a rest, we will call you after dinner~"

After saying that, he didn't wait for Uncle Fu to decline. After Yang Dongli turned his head, he shouted in the direction of the newbies: "Onion, Banerzhuan, you two follow Xiaomei and go to the kitchen to make something for everyone.

Show your skills well and let everyone see what you are capable of..."

It has to be said that Onion, a newbie, is worthy of coming from a serious chef school; he is quite deft with his hands, and he quickly showed the potential of a good team, Huotoujun.

Banerzhuan, this person is suspected to be a PLA veteran, or a middle-aged greasy man from Ah SIR. He claims to be good at cooking, but he is obviously not bragging.

The two of them cooperated with Xiaomei, the God of Wealth, and it didn't take long to cook several large pots of rice porridge.

Although it is just rice porridge, it looks simple at all.

Either some Hu Biao and the others were brought here, diced lunch meat and some melons and vegetables from the backyard; or there were sea cucumbers, dried shrimps, seaweed and other seafood.

Thanks to the well-controlled fire, the rice, oil, meat and vegetables were perfectly mixed together; immediately the entire hotel was filled with an alluring aroma.

Then, of course, he carried several large pots to the yard and called everyone out to start eating.

It can be seen that all the children in the hotel have obviously not had enough to eat for a long time.

Because when they looked at several steaming cauldrons, their eyes couldn't help but gleam, and they kept swallowing their saliva.

But even so, they showed amazing qualities.

The older boys, sixteen or seventeen years old, first took a bowl and made a bowl of porridge for you, Uncle Fu, and several adult men.

Then they came up and asked Hu Biao and others to use it first. After being rejected by Hu Biao and others, they did not just care about themselves. Instead, they waited until all the children younger than them had made a bowl of porridge before they came forward.

Throughout the process, an excellent upbringing of orderly growth and development was demonstrated.

After all the children started to move, Hu Biao and the others also stepped forward to have a bowl; some squatted or sat in the yard to eat and drink.

There were originally more than 41 people in the hotel. After adding their netizen No. 5 and Yangma, the number of people immediately reached more than people.

The presence of so many people naturally filled a large courtyard to the brim.

Xu was a rare and abundant meal of delicious food, which finally calmed the panic in the hearts of all the children; in the sound of "Chi Liu, Chi Liu~", the originally panic expressions on their faces gradually calmed down a lot.

When we got to the back, there were children laughing in the yard.

Under such circumstances, the imperial concubine endured until these people started to eat the second bowl. After her mood completely improved, she opened her mouth to eat a bowl next to her. After having already put down the bowl and chopsticks, Fu Bo asked:

"Uncle Fu, I don't know what happened in Surabaya. Why did we see this scene after we got off the boat?"

When in the courtyard, everyone who was gulping down porridge a second ago suddenly stopped what they were doing when they suddenly thought of the imperial concubine's question.

The face once again showed an extremely complicated expression of fear, grief and anger.

Some of the girls even cried quietly.

After wiping his mouth, Uncle Fu said with a wry smile:

“Although we people could no longer survive in our hometowns in Daqing, so we had to go to Nanyang to make a living; but in this foreign land, we have never forgotten the homeland and clothes of our mother country.

Therefore, no matter how poor a family is, they will basically send their children to Chinese schools instead of schools run by Dutch people.

The purpose is to let them know where their roots are and how to speak the language of the mother country, write the characters of the mother country, and perform the etiquette of the mother country.

It’s just that the Dutch people don’t allocate funds to Chinese schools.

Over the years, everyone with money and strong efforts has always managed to keep the Chinese school afloat; however, in recent years, the situation has become different.

The natives of Nanyang are born to be lazy and good at eating.

It is clear that as long as you put in the effort on the fertile land, you can live comfortably no matter what you plant, but you chew betel nuts and bask in the sun every day, living like a ghost.

However, we are jealous of the fact that our lives as Chinese Americans are getting better and better day by day.

As if they didn't see the hard work we put in, smashing each sweat on the ground into eight pieces, blaming all their poverty on us.

They think we are so rich by exploiting them.

Damn it, these natives are as poor as ghosts, are you exploiting them? They also have to be talented.

In recent years, there is a saying among the natives that after the children from our Chinese schools are trained, they will occupy all their land and seize all their wealth.

Therefore, these natives have always regarded Chinese schools as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh.

Since more than 20 years ago, natives have been attacking schools, beating students and teachers, and burning school buildings.

At that time, the Dutch people would more or less take care of it to prevent the situation from getting worse; this year, especially in the recent period, the Dutch people have not paid any attention to these things.

As a result, those natives became more and more bold, not only attacking schools and burning school buildings.

They also started killing people and setting fires. It is said that many compatriots living in villages outside the city were murdered by these natives.

So today, the city of Surabaya has become what you see. It is full of natives who came from the countryside. They don’t even dare to farm, work, or do business. They all closed their doors and hid in their homes.

Because many people never come back after going out. "

Having said this, Uncle Fu raised his hand to wipe his red eyes before continuing: "As for these people in the hotel, they are all teachers and students from a nearby Chinese school in the countryside.

Now that the school has been burned down, my family doesn't know if it's still there, and I don't dare to go back rashly, so I have nowhere to go.

They are all children of the same race. Old man, I naturally can't watch them living on the streets and being killed by those natives, so I just let them come in and hide.

If this situation continues, those natives will become more and more courageous. How many days can they hide for? "

Hearing such a statement, even though Hu Biao and others knew that the situation of these Chinese compatriots was difficult, they never expected it to be so difficult.

As they looked at each other, they didn't know what to say, causing the atmosphere in the courtyard to turn into a terrifying silence.

It wasn't until a few minutes passed that a young boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with hair still covering the corners of his mouth, suddenly stood up.

With full of grief and anger, he loudly asked a middle-aged man wearing glasses next to him: "Sir, student Zheng Xiaozu doesn't understand why the world is like this?

It is obvious that we, the Chinese people, bear and contribute more than 90% of the taxes in Java.

It can be said that those white-skinned people can eat and drink leisurely every day, and even take away a large amount of gold and silver every year. Almost all of them are supported by Chinese Americans like us. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are their parents.

Why do you sit back and watch us being so persecuted by the natives? Please teach me sir. "

The next second later, another young man in a white shirt stood up and shouted the same:

"Sir, student Huang Yaozong doesn't understand why we have not only read the Four Books and Five Classics since childhood, but also learned a lot of foreign knowledge.

There are even some outstanding students who have gone to Europe to study.

But no matter how good he is, he can't get any position in the Dutch colonial government.

They would even rather hand over some positions to illiterate natives, regardless of whether they are qualified or not, and not give them to us. Why exactly? "

Faced with the above problems, the adult men who should be their teachers.

Their mouths moved but there was no explanation, and their faces also looked a little confused; they also didn't know why this was happening.

Because there seems to be no relevant content in the Confucian classics they are familiar with...

(End of this chapter)