Film and Television: Starting from the Journey to Guandong

Chapter 1 The Three Sons of the Zhu Family
After the Sino-Japanese War of [-]-[-], the Allied Forces entered Beijing, the Queen Mother and Emperor Guangxu fled in panic. Boxers from all over the country raised the banner of supporting the Qing Dynasty and destroying foreign countries, but they still could not withstand the rolling wheels of the general trend. The land of China was in turmoil!

In 1904, winter in Qilu came earlier than usual.

But it is a place with outstanding people and places, including the hometown of Li Qingzhao, a female poet in the Song Dynasty, with abundant spring water and outstanding scenery.

However, there are no eggs left after the nest is overturned. Due to successive years of disasters, crops have failed, banditry has become rampant, and starvation has occurred all over the land.

In the empty and lonely fields, the wind howled, and under the gloomy sky, the already desolate land became even more desolate.

There were groups of people with their families, carrying old packages on their backs, walking silently and tiredly toward the north. These were all refugees preparing to cross the Guandong River.

Although it is difficult to leave one's homeland, it is a reality to survive with enough food.

No one knows what it is like outside the pass, whether it is fertile fields or snowy frozen soil. They just heard that there is such a vast land in the distance that may allow them to survive these difficult times.

In such an environment, perhaps only young people know how to feel sad. For example, Zhu Jiayu's family is a lively scene.

The second child Chuanwu and the third child Chuanren were competing for strength. The north wind was raging outside. The two and a half boys threw off their clothes and were sweating from their shirtless necks. Those who didn't know thought they were so well-fed. Such a waste of effort!

Suddenly, the fourth Chuanjie said:

"Second brother, third brother, if you compete, hurry up. Mom will come back soon and she will scold you again for wasting your energy."

Chuanwu was sweating profusely, and there was still steam on his head. He had just fallen and his third child had taken advantage of him and almost broke his butt. He was depressed at the moment. How could he listen to Chuanjie's words?
Chuanjie gloated without seeing it:

"Since my third brother celebrated his birthday last year, when did you beat him, second brother? I would say forget it, save some energy, you still have to help the eldest brother get married!"

Chuanwu turned to look at the fourth child. His strong muscles made people intimidated. He, Zhu Chuanwu, beat all the unbeatable opponents in the village until his third child suddenly became enlightened.

He thought to himself: If I can't beat the third child, can I still beat the fourth child?
Thinking of this, he smiled and said to his brother:
"Si'er, come on, my second brother will teach you a trick today so that you won't be bullied outside."

Zhu Chuanjie weakly shook his head:

"Second brother, forget it. I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back and I have no strength at all. You can play by yourself."

Chuanwu had been holding back his anger and had no place to vent it. How could he get around the easy bully of the fourth child?

He stared sideways:

"Well, you fourth child, you have been a stubborn master since you were a child. Our mother has pampered you, but I do not tolerate you. You practice martial arts three times a day. This is the rule set by our father back then. His old man is not here, and the rules cannot be Bro, come here, second brother, let me train you hard!"

At this time, the boy who had remained silent until now finally spoke. He shook off the sweat from his body with his undershirt and whispered:
"Okay, second brother, go to the door and see if our mother is back. It's been so long and I'm a little worried."

Zhu Chuanwu was filial. When his third brother mentioned his mother, he didn't bother to correct the other person's title and responded:

"I have to go out to welcome her, and I don't know what will happen if I go to Lao Tan's house to propose marriage."

Zhu Chuanren laughed and said:

"In these days, our old Zhu family can still scrape together some millet, but old Tan's family doesn't have a hair on his head. If the eldest son of his family wants to get married, he has to rely on Xian'er."

Listening to Third Brother Shen Naotao's analysis, Zhu Chuanwu was somewhat unhappy:
"You kid, you're getting younger and younger. Is it you who calls me second child? Is that what you call me Xian'er?"

Zhu Chuanren looked at him with a half-smile:
"What? Not convinced? Why don't you come and fight me again?"

"Fuck you, I won't fight you, you are too evil, and you don't know where you can get the strength!"

Zhu Chuanwu shook his head like a rattle. He was just stunned, not stupid. He spanked me even though he knew he couldn't beat him. From now on, he won't spank me anymore!
As for the names, you can call them what you like. Anyway, it’s a lot of meat.

It's easy for people with simple minds to think openly. No, Zhu Chuanwu didn't need anyone to persuade him. He found an excuse to let go and went out to meet his mother.

In the yard, the north wind stirs up the loess, making it difficult to open one's eyes. However, people in this land have long been accustomed to it. If they stay away from the wind direction, nothing will be delayed.

"Third brother, do you think the eldest brother can really marry Sister Xian'er back?"

Zhu Chuanren sneered:
"It's not that easy. Just wait, the fun is yet to come."

Chuanjie was very smart and had been a good material for reading since he was a child, but after all, he was still young and had no experience, so it was difficult to understand what the third brother said. He tilted his head and pondered for a long time, but he couldn't figure out the reason.

I simply didn’t want to think about it anymore, so I went inside and used a gourd to scoop out water and drink it. I drank the cold well water and was full.

Zhu Chuanren, who had already entered the house at this time, had no intention of drinking water. He lay on the kang and looked up at the black and bare tile roof, thinking in his mind.

He is not from this world, and Zhu Chuanren would not have existed in this world originally, but fate is sometimes very dramatic. By coincidence, such a dramatic plot has caught up with him.

As a hard-working young man who grew up under the red flag and received socialist education, he originally had a good life waiting for him.

Although I will soon be unable to keep my job, I will soon be unable to pay off my mortgage, and my wife will soon run away with someone else.
But these are not problems. He believes that with his own efforts, he will definitely win the lottery.

In the end, he really won the lottery, not the lottery, but he caught up with such an outrageous thing as time travel. Doesn't this count as winning?
Well, if this counts as winning the lottery, what do the other seniors who traveled through time and became the second generation of rich people count?
Hey~
Thinking of this, Zhu Chuanren let out a long sigh, lamenting that he still lived a miserable life in a different world, lamenting that fate always plays tricks on people.

It's been almost a year since he traveled back in time, and he still hasn't figured out how to get a foothold in this world. Even though he has the magic power of Goldfinger, he still can't find his way.

Looking at Zhu Jiayu, his feet are on the loess and his back is turned to the sky. He wants money but no money, and he wants resources but no resources. What can the young people with no one, three or three go out and fight?
Do you have enough strength?Don't be ridiculous, that's nonsense to deceive children. Never believe that hard work will lead to success. Hard work is useful, so why rely on luck?

Of course, as a 'careerist' who once dreamed of beauties, Zhu Chuanren is not without everything. At least he has experience in modern society, which is the most precious wealth in this era.

He knows that if you want to develop, you must have resources and courage. He has the courage. I'm afraid he has to go to the Northeast to find resources. His cheap man Zhu Kaishan is doing well in the Northeast.

But at this time of year, you can't just talk your way into Guandong. You need pancakes, water, and strong enough perseverance. The most important thing is money!

Without financial expenses, let alone going to the Northeast, I'm afraid Zhu Jiayu wouldn't even be able to leave!
This is also the way he finally figured out after being confused for a year - to go to the Northeast!Then.
Then he didn't know what to do. This nation was about to face a catastrophe. Can his small body be able to withstand it?
Zhu Chuanren is not that confident. It would be good if he could save his family. Faced with the general trend, it is better not to be a mantis!

Yes, he is actually quite selfish. People who say not to be selfish but to be selfless, once they have money and power, they will immediately turn into egoism without exception.

After receiving such an influence, how could he suddenly change his mentality and transform from a villain to an indomitable hero?
forget it!
Zhu Chuanren is very sure that he has no ambition to be a hero. His goal is very simple. Live well, live comfortably, and let his family live a good life. That is enough!

As for what to do about that catastrophe, Zhu Chuanren didn't know, and he didn't bother to think about it. Maybe he could help a little, but there was no way he wanted to personally participate in it, or even charge under gunfire!

Bang, a loud noise came from the courtyard, interrupting Zhu Chuanren's thoughts. He jumped off the kang and rushed out. He saw Zhu Chuanwu coming back with his mother on his back. From the looks of it, did he faint?

"Second brother, what's going on?" Zhu Chuanren shouted.

"Don't mention it. Fortunately, I left early, and my mother fainted at the entrance of the village. If no one found out, she would have been picked up by a wolf at night!"

Zhu Chuanwu's mouth was open, his upper lip touched his lower lip, and he opened his mouth and grinned.

"Shut up, Chuanjie, don't stand there, start a fire and boil water. Is there any food at home? Let's cook it. Our mother is hungry!"

Zhu Chuanren showed his master's momentum and gave direct instructions.

"Hey! I'm going right now!" Zhu Chuanjie felt sorry for his mother, and turned around and ran towards the kitchen, regardless of the fact that he was so hungry that stars were popping up in his eyes.

After all, Zhu Chuanwu was older and thought more. He put his wife on the kang and covered her with quilt, and sighed:
"We only have a little bit of millet left at home. We have to keep it for my eldest brother to get a wife. If my mother wakes up, I will definitely..."

Zhu Chuanren shook his head and said helplessly:

"Take care of me first. If she really starves to death, how many of our brothers will be chopped up alive when dad comes back?"

Zhu Chuanwu didn't pay much attention to it. He now had no strength left in his arms and couldn't use it. It was so suffocating that he felt uncomfortable.

But he knows that the third child is right. Compared with marrying a wife, my life is more important!

After a while, green smoke billowed from the chimney of Lao Zhu's house, and after a while, the faint fragrance of millet came.

Gululu, the two brothers looked at each other and then smiled bitterly.

"Where is the boss? Why didn't he come back with my mother? Otherwise, I wouldn't have let my mother lie on the ground for a long time."

Zhu Chuanren tried to change the topic. When he was hungry, the more he thought about it, the hungrier he became. He had to change his attention.

"That's right! If you don't tell me, I'll forget about it. Where's my brother?"

Zhu Chuanwu's brain is such that I really want to open his Tianling Cap and see why it's like paste!
"Forget it, you'll know when Mom wakes up. My dear, go to the kitchen and see if the water is ready. Give Mom some hot water first. It's okay to feel dizzy!"

"Hey! I'm going right now!"

Unconsciously, Zhu Chuanren became the backbone of the family!

After eating a bowl of hot water and a bowl of millet porridge that was not much thicker than water, my mother Wei Chunfang (fictional, not named in the play) finally opened her eyes and looked at the three children blankly: "I am here where?"

It was getting dark outside at this time, and the room was lit by coal lamps.

"Mom, are you awake? Don't worry, you're home." Zhu Chuanjie leaned against his mother and said, wiping his tears.

"My child, don't cry. Mom is fine. She's back!" Wei Chunfang wiped away Chuanjie's tears with her kind smile.

"Still talking, mother, why didn't you and eldest brother come back together? If the third child hadn't asked me to go out to meet you, today..." Zhu Chuanwu's fiery temper is destined not to use his brain to think too much.

What's more, when you're talking to your mother, you don't have to worry about this or that.

"Chuangwen... Chuanwen said that he went to your grandpa's house to borrow food. The old Tan family said that if you don't have a bushel of millet, don't even think about marrying Xian'er home!"

As Wei Chunfang was talking, she suddenly saw an empty bowl on the Kang table. Although the bowl was clean with not a grain of rice left, she knew that the bowl must have been used.

Doesn't she know how to use it?
Shaking off Chuanjie's arm and pointing tremblingly at the empty bowl, Wei Chunfang felt that the sky was about to collapse:

"You ate it secretly? Didn't you? Prodigal son, that was food reserved for your eldest brother to get married. Why are you so greedy?"

Wei Chunfang shouted excitedly, regardless of her still weak body.

Not only were they shouting, but their hands were also busy. The three brothers slapped each other, which showed that they were really angry.

"Oh mother! We didn't eat it secretly. The third child was afraid that something would happen to you, so he asked the fourth child to cook the millet and feed it to you!" Zhu Chuanwu said aggrievedly as he avoided his mother's slap.

Wei Chunfang's raised arm paused in the air and looked at Zhu Chuanren in disbelief.

"Lao San, you..."

Zhu Chuanren forced a smile:
"Mom, I asked the fourth child to cook it. If you want to blame it, blame me, but I don't regret it. Your life is a hundred times more important than my eldest brother's marriage!"

Wei Chunfang could no longer say anything to blame:

"That's all, let's wait until your eldest brother comes back after borrowing the grain. It's only one or two liters short. The old Tan family can't hold on to it!"

Hearing my mother's self-comfort, Zhu Chuanren, who was well aware of the plot, did not answer.

Wei Chunfang said again:
"By the way, do you still have the porridge? Don't just feed me. Have you guys eaten?"

Just as Zhu Chuanwu was about to speak, Chuanren's eyes fixed him in his tracks, and he subconsciously shrank his neck and did not dare to speak.

"Eat, mother, don't worry. You're not feeling well yet. Go get some sleep and leave the outside work to our brothers!" Zhu Chuanren comforted her.

"Okay, okay, we are all good children. Mom is indeed tired. You can play by yourself and don't worry about me."

In less than 2 minutes, a faint snoring began, and I fell asleep again.

Zhu Chuanren winked at the brothers, and the three of them quietly walked out of the house, squatting on the steps and rubbing their hands.

The little millet at home was enough to cook two bowls of porridge at most. I drank one bowl and gave the remaining bowl to the fourth child. He was only 14 years old and it was time to grow.

The two brothers were hungry, and they would not die if they did not eat for a few meals.

What's more, they both have strong bodies and can handle it!

"Third brother, do you think my eldest brother can borrow food when he goes to grandpa's house?" Zhu Chuanwu looked into the distance, inexplicably worried.

Zhu Chuanren squatted uncomfortably, and ignored the coldness on the ground. He sat down and said calmly:

"Excuse me! Who can still have food in these days?"

"Then about his marriage..." Zhu Chuanwu turned to look at his younger brother, hoping that he could come up with an idea.

"Stop thinking about it, either help them elope or give up!"

"Elope?" Zhu Chuanwu did not suppress his voice.

Chuanjie rolled his eyes at him:
"Second brother, please keep your voice down, or you'll wake me up again."

Zhu Chuanwu laughed sarcastically and asked in a lowered voice:
"You really dare to say that you're going to elope. Aren't you afraid that Uncle Tan will fight our family to the death?"

Chuanren deliberately looked sideways at him with a contemptuous tone:

"What? Scared?"

"What? I'm afraid? I can't! I, Zhu Chuanwu, have fought all over the village and I am invincible. Am I afraid of his old Tan family?"

Seeing that this kid was about to act stupid again, Zhu Chuanren pulled him to the ground, and the huge force made Chuan Wu Zhi submissive.

"That's what I meant. There's no need to be so stiff unless you have to!"

Chuanjie was smart and tilted his head to look at Chuanren:
"Third brother, do you have an idea?"

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the fourth child's head a few times, then chuckled:

"Still the fourth child is smart!"

Zhu Chuanwu came to his senses:
"Is there really a way?"

"Yeah, but it's a bit dangerous."

"I'm not afraid of danger, just do what you say!" Zhu Chuanwu patted his chest and made a puffing sound.

Chuanren squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the mountain:

"Who do you think is the richest now besides the government?"

"The richest? That must be the landlord."

Chuanjie looked in Chuanren's direction for a while and said thoughtfully:
"The third brother is talking about bandits, right?"

Zhu Chuanren laughed silently:
"If our fourth child can study with peace of mind, he will definitely be the top pick!"

Regardless of the joke, Zhu Chuanwu’s jaw dropped:

"Are you crazy? Have you set your sights on the bandits?"

"They don't do good things in the first place, but this time it's just right. I'll give them a spoonful of stew!"

Although Zhu Chuanren is only 16 years old, Chuanwu can vaguely see the shadow of his father in him.

During the Boxer Rebellion, when my father opened the incense hall, he had exactly the same aura as Zhu Chuanren!
Thinking of this, Zhu Chuanwu got excited and said excitedly:
"Okay! At worst, we'll have to fight with them! I really just don't like those bandits, and I've wanted to deal with them for a long time!"

Chuanjie said hurriedly:
"Third brother, second brother, please think twice. If there is a long and two shortcomings in this, how will my mother and I live?"

When Chuanwu was in high spirits, when Chuanjie said this, he felt like a basin of cold water had been poured on his head. It was disappointing, and he said angrily:
"You're the only one who knows how to be afraid. Go and don't cause trouble!"

Chuanren shook his head:

"The fourth child is right, we must think twice before doing this. We only have one chance. If we fail, we will be retaliated!"

Zhu Chuanwu frowned and looked worried:
"It's up to you if you do it, and it's up to you if you don't do it. Are you sure?"

Chuanren stood up, patted the dust on his butt, moved his waist twice, and said to Chuanwu:

"Go and get some crotons, the more the merrier!"

"What do you want Badou for?" Zhu Chuanwu asked stupidly.

Even the fourth brother was speechless this time. The second brother's brain was as if he had eaten croton, it was so diluted, there was no useful information at all!
Too lazy to explain to him, Zhu Chuanren kicked his dick in the butt, causing him to roll forward and said impatiently:

"Go if you are told. If you talk nonsense again, I won't take you with me for this good thing!"

(End of this chapter)