The task of educating the children was naturally left to Political Commissar Wen.
"Children, come here, come here."
The little ones were completely confused and obediently huddled around Wen Mu.
"Today, we'll take this opportunity to have a discussion about fire. Which child would like to share their opinion on fire?"
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Very few people had actually witnessed a fire, and most of the children had never seen one.
However, to everyone's surprise, that guy actually raised his hand.
"Alright, let this young comrade speak."
“I saw it once, right next to my house. The fire was huge, and the old lady next door didn’t make it out. When the fire was extinguished, all that was left of her was a charred skeleton.”
The children had never heard of anything so terrifying. Their faces turned pale, even the little dumpling.
Wen Mu felt a little embarrassed. These things were nothing to soldiers who were used to life and death, but the fact that these words came from the mouth of a child who was not even ten years old made people feel a little heartbroken.
The little dumpling's face was pale, but it seemed that he had made up his mind. He struggled out of his father's arms and ran towards his older brother: "Brother, don't be sad. Tuanzi is here. Hug me."
Tuanzi did see the sadness on the older brother's face, which is why she abandoned her own father and turned to her older brother's arms.
"Brother's okay, don't be sad." The older brother ruffled his younger brother's hair like a little adult, pulling him into his arms.
Wen Mu coughed awkwardly twice, naturally receiving a look from his commander. Who knew that a child had actually seen this before?
"Alright, everyone, remember this: never play with fire again. If you have a fire burning at home for cooking, remember to put it out completely to prevent a fire from causing huge losses, understand?"
Hearing what their older brother said, the younger brothers dared not play with fire anymore. They could easily get burned alive; it was too terrifying.
Seeing this, Wenmu then dismissed everyone.
Finally, the little guy was left obediently held by his older brother, looking completely content.
Commander Gao and his men glanced at the two children but did not disturb them.
Children may not be able to tell, but adults aren't blind. The story told by this old leader's grandson is definitely not as simple as that of a neighbor; it must be about a very close relative.
Otherwise, why would such a sad and distressed expression appear in the child's eyes?
After a long while, the older brother finally spoke again: "It's almost time. Come on, I'll take you home."
Tuanzi sensed that her brother wasn't really that sad anymore, so she obediently nodded and let her older brother take her hand as they walked away.
.........
At home, Ye Wanying had planned to make rice bowls for her son, but they were out of sausages.
I decided against making that dish for the time being and instead prepared something light and easy to digest. That brat must have eaten a lot; I could see his little belly from afar.
When the little dumpling was led by her older brother to the front door, she could smell the delicious aroma coming from inside the house.
"Oh, it smells like candied fruit! Brother, let's go in quickly, Mom has made something delicious!" She excitedly grabbed her older brother's hand and headed inside.
The older brother, clearly embarrassed, wanted to break free but was afraid of hurting his younger brother, so he could only awkwardly follow the little boy inside.
"Mommy, Mommy, your little cutie is back, and so is his brother!"
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