20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 150 The Desire of Power
Fengtian, a secret house in the east of the city.

In the early morning of the Lunar New Year, when it was still dark, Lao Qigong Baonan wrapped himself in a thick cotton-padded jacket, hunched his neck and spoke, walked out of the room tremblingly, and walked towards the side room.

He had barely taken two steps when he saw four shadowy figures standing at the door of the wing.

Taking a closer look, it was none other than Xiaodao's four outlets in the southeast, northwest and northwest.

When they heard that Uncle Qi was going to teach them how to shoot, a few of them didn't complain or complain about being tired. Instead, they were extremely excited and eager to try. They got dressed early in the morning and waited outside, for fear of being left behind.

Gun - that's a murderer!

There is nothing I don’t love about half-grown little boys. As long as I have this thing by my side, I won’t be afraid of being bullied anymore!

Gong Baonan looked at these enthusiastic boys, but he only felt bored.

It's no wonder that back then, Lao Qi didn't work hard at all, and would never be diligent if he could be lazy. Now that he was asked to teach, he naturally felt unhappy. When he taught, he just followed the steps and didn't put in much effort.

"Um..." Gong Baonan smacked his lips, "Let's all report to the front, starting with you! Yes, just you!"

The kid who was selected looked excited and shouted angrily: "Uncle Qi, the name Brother Dao gave me is Zhang Zhengdong. I am eighteen this year!"

"Uncle Qi, I, Wang Zhengnan, am Seventeen!"

"Li Zhengxi, he will be seventeen soon!"

"Zhao Zhengbei, this year is sixteen!"

Gong Baonan just asked casually, but actually didn't take it seriously at all.

Lao Qi was also a person who had been in the military camp. He had personally experienced the training of new recruits. Of course, he still had fresh memories, so he first sent out various basic physical training according to the situation in his memory.

Gong Baonan first practiced in front of everyone, then returned to the door, found a small bench to sit on, lit a brazier to keep warm, then raised his chin at them and ordered: "Practice! Practice hard!"

The four of them were stunned when they heard this, and looked at each other twice, not understanding, so they encouraged the youngest Xiao Beifeng to walk in front of Gong Baonan.

"Hey, Uncle Qi." Xiao Beifeng sniffed and asked with a smile, "Where is the... gun?"

"What gun?" Gong Baonan asked knowingly.

Xiao Beifeng couldn't help but turn around to ask for help, and saw other people chirping at him urging him to ask quickly.

"Pistol!" Xiao Beifeng asked coyly, "Uncle Qi, didn't you teach us how to shoot?"

"How can anyone practice shooting right away?" Gong Baonan said impatiently, "Look at you guys with such small arms and thin legs. I'll give you the gun. Don't accidentally go off and kill me first."

As soon as everyone heard this, their heads immediately drooped, and their interest was largely lost.

"Hurry up and practice! Otherwise, I'll tell your big brother!" Gong Baonan urged, "I'll squint for a while, you guys, please be quiet!"

The few people had no other choice, so they followed the instructions and ran in circles in the yard. The longer they ran, the thicker their breath became, as if a thin layer of mist had condensed in front of their eyes.

Although there were not many people, the soles of their shoes still made a "crunching" sound when they stepped on the snow in the courtyard...

…………

It was this small sound that woke up Hu Xiaoyan, who was sleeping lightly on the bed.

Hu Xiaoyan sat up suddenly, moved towards the window, listened quietly for a while, and then went to pick up Jiang Xiaodao, who was snoring like thunder.

"Trail, trail!"

Jiang Xiaodao had a sad face and asked angrily: "What are you doing? Do you need to go to the toilet or something?"

"No, listen, what's the noise outside?" "Huh?"

Jiang Xiaodao felt as if he was electrocuted. He suddenly became alert. He took out the box cannon from under his pillow, squatted on the kang, listened carefully, and found that there were indeed footsteps outside. Just as he was about to get off the ground, he suddenly remembered something, and his whole body became restless. Relaxed.

"Oh! It should be my seventh uncle who is pinching Zhang Zhengdong and the others! It's okay, don't be afraid!"

As he spoke, Jiang Xiaodao put away the box of cannons, fell down on the kang again, and hugged Hu Xiaoyan at the same time.

However, Hu Xiaoyan frowned, struggled to break free and asked, "Uncle Qi is trying to trick them? Why didn't I know about this?"

"Huh? Didn't I tell you?" Jiang Xiaodao scratched his head and said nonchalantly, "Maybe I forgot about it after dinner last night. Our dad said that those little fans are always out there trying to find out the news. You can’t do it if you don’t learn some self-defense skills, practice it early and get into trouble early!”

"Why didn't you tell me?" Hu Xiaoyan still held on, her tone obviously filled with complaints.

"Didn't I say I forgot?" Jiang Xiaodao said impatiently, "Besides, it's not a big deal! Besides, didn't you also say that you hope I have some good helpers as soon as possible?"

"Then why don't you teach them?" Hu Xiaoyan asked again.

Jiang Xiaodao yawned and said: "Don't look at my seventh uncle's usual idleness, but no matter what, he is also a serious soldier who has been in the army, so let him teach you! It's so early in the morning, I don't have it yet. Happy to move!"

"Xiaodao, they are your people!"

"I know, so what's going on?" Jiang Xiaodao explained, "Even on the top of the mountain, there are dedicated teachers to train the newly-hanged cubs. You can't just let the eldest brother do everything."

Of course there was nothing wrong with what he said, but Hu Xiaoyan still felt it was inappropriate.

"That...that's different! They are the first ones to follow us, from when they were in their teens, to formally worshiping you, and now..."

Due to lack of knowledge, Hu Xiaoyan was not able to express her meaning clearly.

In fact, what she wanted to say was very simple - these little fans were Jiang Xiaodao, or in other words, her own "direct descendants".

Although his wife said it was cloudy and foggy, it was still a couple after all, and Jiang Xiaodao quickly understood what she meant.

"Hiss! Xiaoyan, do you think Uncle Qi will poach my corner and pry away these little fans? No, no, he is not that free! Besides, dad and Uncle Qi, Can you still harm us two?"

"Of course not!" Hu Xiaoyan said very firmly, "Xiaodao, don't think of me so much! I didn't mean that!"

These words were sincere, and Xiaoyan really had no intention of stoking the relationship between uncle and nephew.

"Then why are you making such a fuss?" Jiang Xiaodao couldn't help but frown and asked, "Those little fanboys, please listen to you more! Don't worry! You are their sister-in-law!"

Hu Xiaoyan said nothing.

She was worried that if she said anything more, she would really become ignorant and sow discord.

But her worries did not disappear.

Hu Xiaoyan grew up in a human animal house. Because she was older, she almost witnessed with her own eyes how Mrs. Feng established her power and turned people into slaves.

Although the situation at that time was not the same as it is now, and it cannot be applied mechanically, the way to control people is easy to do.

Hu Xiaoyan has been influenced by her ears and eyes since she was a child, and has a lot of thoughts. She can't say a thing with her mouth, but she seems to have some understanding in her heart.

Among a group of people, there can only be one person who has the final say. If there is one more person, everything will break down.

The sound of training outside the window was still intermittent, and Gong Baonan seemed to be calling Si Fengkou for new training moves.

Hu Xiaoyan couldn't help but sigh, but Jiang Xiaodao just hugged her and said in a daze: "Okay, okay! Stop thinking about it and sleep for a while. It's a small year today, so I have to wait and chop. I’m making dumplings with fillings!”

(End of this chapter)