Meng Fanle really told all his little troubles. He had no other better way. He wanted to go, but he didn't know what to say. But Si La Si La just rinsed her mouth, sorted her clothes, and checked if there was anything she wanted to take with her without responding to him.
Instead, Shuoyu hit him again because he was shameless and actually lied to the girl.
"Yes, I am shameless! I am angry. I was angry before because I didn't want to spend myself like others spent the devalued national currency. But now I am twenty-five years old, I am still angry because I find that I am twenty-five years old, I am still a twenty-five-year-old rotten person!"
He was so annoyed that he just refused to watch his death. He really didn't know what he wanted to hear. He said everything, almost everything.
"Are you bragging? I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. I have to go to work, you know?"
"What are you talking about? You just feel like someone owes you something and hasn't paid it back. Why are you coming to me with all this talk? Go find whoever owes you money—!"
Shuo Yu sat on Si La Si La's bed, leaning against the earthen wall. He didn't know what Si La Si La wanted to hear Fan La say, but he was right. Just now, Meng Fan La really looked like a guy confessing to a priest in a church.
Along with the foreign opium and gun barrels came their priests and nuns in robes. Their leader had obviously seen them too.
"You asked me to explain it clearly! Why don't you let me go if I don't explain it clearly?"
"Have you made yourself clear?"
"I'll explain it clearly, no. How else do you want me to explain it clearly? Can you explain your entire life clearly? If you could, you wouldn't have beaten that little bookworm twice! You're afraid of him because he has something he believes in. He believes in a young China. He has a young China in his heart, too. But what about you? What do you believe in?!"
"To talk about the old and young in a country, we must first talk about the old and young in people! Are you young? Do you think that everyone in the group can't see it? You dream of becoming someone like Yu Xiaoqing, and have been displaced for half your life, right? Unfortunately, your luck is against you, and you have been defeated in every battle. You have high aspirations, but your life is fragile!"
"Hi!"
A handful of cold water hit Meng Fanle's annoying rat face, and also affected Shuoyu who was sitting behind him, and his trouser legs were wet. Shuoyu felt that he still needed to speak, so he raised his hand and said,
"Actually, there's nothing good about Yu Xiaoqing's behavior. It's really annoying. Maybe someone really owes you something. Some people have made us, our country, what it is today, but no one will pay us back. We have to ask for it ourselves. There's no such thing as a free lunch, and no one will have a conscience and return the stolen things. We have to work hard on our own. If you don't pay back what you owe, the debtor will become the boss. This is not right."
Shuoyu's words earned a thumbs-up from Silasila. He looked at the guy who was still releasing poisonous arrows and cold thorns, and then he became depressed again.
Si La Si La grabbed Meng Fanle's collar, looked into his eyes, and spoke word by word in a serious tone.
"That's right. What's so good about being Yu Da Tiexue? Meng Fanle, you want me to be like him? We crossed the river to do things, to do things, not the nonsense you said. I just hope things are the way they should be. Do you understand, Meng Fanle?"
Si La Si La's expression was very serious. He was serious about what he said, but Fan La did say that it hurt him, so he only asked Fan La to say one more thing, just one thing, no matter what it was, just one thing.
Shuo Yu was also curious about what Fan La was going to say, so he sat with Si La and wanted to listen to him. However, in order to stop him from hesitating, Si La Si La picked up his Colt and told him to speak quickly. They still had to cross the river! Time waits for no one, and there is no time to listen to him nagging.
"One!" Pull the bolt,
"What are you doing? What did I say?" Fanla opened his eyes wide and covered his head.
"Two!" The gun was aimed at Meng Fanle's head that always thought too much.
"No, no, no, I want to, I want to, I can't think of it!" Mouse Claw wanted to grab the gun, but he was weak after being hung for four days. Even if he hadn't been hung for four days, he would not be a match for Dead Dead.
"Three!" He pulled the trigger. Yes, he really pulled the trigger, but there was no bullet in his gun.
"My father! My father studied mechanical design!" At the same time as the gunshot, Meng Fanle raised his arms high and finally spoke. He figured out what he wanted to say.
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