Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

Looking at Ya'er who was lying on the bed, blinking her big eyes, and listening to their stories attentively, the expression on Ya'er's little face also changed from joy to sadness as the story progressed, and she was surprised and sighed for a while. Li Qingyuan and Wang Yazhi

That's what one is contented with. Now the old couple tells Ya'er bedtime stories every night without hesitation. Their favorite thing is to see the changeable expressions on Ya'er's little face.

However, we can't tell stories all day long. The old couple soon discovered this problem. Especially Wang Yazhi. Seeing Ya'er talking to her all day long like a little adult, the old lady suddenly felt a little distressed.

Sometimes I want Ya'er to play with the children in the neighbourhood, but I don't feel at ease. Nowadays, these children in the county are in groups and are very exclusive, and they follow them all day long.

Helping young revolutionary generals to start a revolution and shouting about beatings and killings.

That night, when Ya'er fell asleep, Wang Yazhi talked about this problem with her wife. Although they wanted Ya'er to accompany them, they were reluctant to keep their children at home all day, but they didn't want to let them go out to play.

Don't worry. After hearing what his wife said, Li Qingyuan also felt that Ya'er should find something to do. Li Qingyuan suddenly had an idea. He had discovered that Ya'er seemed to like listening to anecdotes about famous people, especially those who were famous in chess, calligraphy and painting.

.Think again, Ya'er is very spiritual, smart and quiet, and has a strong ability to comprehend at a young age. Isn't it the most suitable to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Although nowadays, learning piano is likely to be regarded as capitalism

, petty bourgeoisie, but learning calligraphy and Chinese painting should not be a big problem. Moreover, learning calligraphy and painting can hone your temperament and cultivate your moral integrity. This is the main purpose of Li Qingyuan in wanting Ya'er to learn calligraphy and painting.

If Ya'er knew that her love of listening to stories about famous calligraphers and painters was misunderstood by Grandpa Li as her interest in calligraphy and painting, it would probably have to be said that this was a very good misunderstanding. In fact, the main purpose of her listening to these stories was to learn more about them.

With this knowledge, I can find more treasures from the scrap collection depot in the future, but she is really interested in learning calligraphy and painting.

Li Qingyuan told his wife about his thoughts, and Wang Yazhi also agreed. However, what Li Qingyuan thought was different. Wang Yazhi thought about ancient poems, and she was full of poetry and calligraphy. She was looking forward to her precious granddaughter becoming talented and beautiful.

She has the best of both worlds, and is a lady of great beauty. Now Ya'er is so cute and cute at a young age, with her pink makeup and delicate makeup. When she grows up, she will definitely have a temperament as beautiful as an orchid, and a talent beyond immortality.[

The old couple are both from aristocratic families, and have learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting since they were young. Li Qingyuan is especially good at calligraphy, especially Liu Ti, which is known for his strong bones and strong bones. He can use it freely and has not stopped for decades.

Practice. Wang Yazhi is good at Chinese painting, especially landscape painting. Although the old couple are not experts in calligraphy and painting, and cannot be compared with their majors, they are more than enough to enlighten Ya'er. The old couple agreed that Li Qingyuan will teach calligraphy.

, Wang Yazhi taught Chinese painting, and then began to discuss buying pens, inks, paper and inkstones. In the end, the old couple was so excited that they could not fall asleep in the middle of the night.

The next morning, the old couple had dark circles under their eyes, but they both got up early. They had no choice but to tell Ya'er their plans as soon as possible. Looking at the old couple who obviously didn't have a good rest, Ya'er was thinking

They asked them if they felt unwell. Before Ya'er could say anything, the old couple told Ya'er their plans. They knew that Ya'er was young but had big ideas, and they wanted to hear what she had to say.

The idea is that if Ya'er doesn't want to learn it, they won't force her to learn it.

When Grandpa Li and the others said that they wanted to teach her calligraphy and painting, Ya'er was stunned at first. She didn't expect that the two old people were hiding their secrets, and then she eagerly nodded in agreement. She was very interested in calligraphy and painting, and she often doodled in her previous life.

, but I have never studied systematically. Although I want to start from scratch in this life, it is a pity that there is no place to teach. There are no interest classes or specialty classes now. There is such a good opportunity now, how can I let it go, so I heard Grandpa Li and the others say this

He said, his little head was like a chicken pecking at rice, and he kept nodding his head, for fear that he would be too slow to agree and the couple would regret it again.

In the morning, when Grandpa Li went to work in the purchasing department, Grandma Wang couldn't wait to take Ya'er to buy paper and ink. She was so eager that she wanted to teach Ya'er all the ink in her stomach right away.

In the following days, Ya'er lived a fulfilling life. She helped with housework in the morning, learned painting with Grandma Wang in the afternoon, and learned calligraphy with Grandpa Li in the evening. Ya'er is now full of interest, playing with spinning tops from morning to night.

It seemed like he was busy going around.

Seeing Ya'er being so busy, Grandpa Li and the others began to feel distressed again. He used to be afraid of his precious granddaughter chatting, but now he is afraid that his precious granddaughter will be tired. This little girl works too hard. Sometimes her little arms tremble when she practices calligraphy and painting.

She couldn't even hold the bowl. Although she wanted to persuade Ya'er not to be so serious, she couldn't bear to dampen her enthusiasm. But fortunately, Ya'er was young and recovered quickly, no matter how tired the little girl was from practicing the first day.

, when I woke up the next morning, the little guy was full of energy and high morale again.

However, they seemed to have stumbled upon a treasure. They knew that Ya'er was very smart before, but they didn't expect that the little girl's talent in calligraphy and painting was also amazing. In just a few days, her calligraphy and painting turned out to be perfect.

Although it is still a little immature and lacks bones and artistic conception, it is absolutely hard to believe that it was made by a child of a few years old. I am afraid that in a few years they will have nothing to teach them. The only pity is that in this turbulent era,

Too many calligraphers and painters have been affected by this catastrophe, and good teachers will probably be hard to find in the future.

Ya'er didn't know that Grandpa Li and the others regarded her as a genius. If they knew, they would probably be very ashamed. She is not a genius child, but she is suspected of cheating again.

That night, Li Qingyuan was teaching Ya'er's calligraphy step by step, and Wang Yazhi was checking the paintings that Ya'er had drawn in the afternoon. The three of them were enjoying themselves. Thousands of miles away in the capital, in the solemn military compound, there was a small single-yard building.

The lights were bright. In the room on the second floor, there was a young man of about 16 or 7 years old. He was different from the popular scholarly business people. He was tall and capable, with deep features and eyes that showed perseverance that was inconsistent with his age. He was still slightly green at this time.

His face was solemn, his grandfather and father had not been home for several days, and now there was no news. He had asked his grandfather and father's colleagues for news about them in the past few days, but those people were...

Either keep silent, or avoid seeing him. Those who used to come to his door all day long to flatter him now regard him as a snake and a scorpion, and would stay away from him when they see him.

Looking through the glass at the shadowy shadows around the small courtyard, and recalling the piercing sight of my family whenever they went out, it was not difficult to guess that something must have happened to my grandfather and father. They were thousands of miles away in the Military Region of Province F.

My brother-in-law can't be contacted now. My grandmother and mother are probably aware of it now, and the atmosphere at home has become increasingly tense and depressing.

At this moment, he was deeply aware of the insignificance of his power. The whereabouts of his grandfather and father were unknown, but he could do nothing. The only thing he could do was to wait. With a bang, his fist hit the table, causing the glass on it to crack.

He has a lot of fine lines. He has always enjoyed the protection of his grandfather and father. He has never been so eager for power as now. He must become strong, strong enough to protect the safety of his family, strong enough when his family is in danger.

Sometimes it can stand in front of them, and it is strong enough to become a towering tree that can shelter them from wind and rain.

The freight train departing from the capital of Province F clanged out of the station. In a carriage filled with sacks, a voice suddenly came from behind the sacks, "Father, are you okay?" Then two men in hooded clothes emerged from inside.

The man wearing a sack. Since this is a freight train, the carriage is now dark, so we can’t see their faces clearly, but from their voices and conversation, we can guess that they are an old man and a middle-aged man.

People, they should be father and son.

"It's okay, I won't die in a while. There's still a use for me to keep this life. Hey, if this continues in the future, the country will be destroyed sooner or later at the hands of those bastards." The old man said firmly, but from his perspective

From his intermittent speech, it can be heard that the old man's physical condition is not very good now.

"I didn't expect them to move so fast. There are people watching even the second brother. They won't stop until they find you. It seems that the matter is true," Zhai Xuewen said to his father.

He took out a semicircular thing wrapped in paper and handed it to the old man, "Father, please eat something first. You haven't eaten for two days. I picked this up when I was waiting for the train." When he saw the old man

She glared at him and quickly added, "Don't worry, I put the only food stamp left in my pocket there. It was definitely not for nothing."

Zhai Mingshan took the paper bag and ate it. He was really hungry. He was old and couldn't bear the hunger. After two or three people had eaten a big steamed bun, Zhai Mingshan spoke, "I guess they are not very sure either."

Do I know that they are chasing after me just in case? Besides, before they succeed, they don’t dare to do anything to me openly, so they can only do it covertly. I didn’t expect them to do anything to me.

I did this behind the scenes, and I haven’t been shot in more than ten years. When I was shot this time, I didn’t expect it to really hurt.”

"It seems that they are really ready to fight against the odds. If your orderly hadn't been unwell that day, which delayed you for a while, I guess you wouldn't have known what was going on at home now," Zhai Xuewen said as he spoke.

I carefully inspected the wound on my father's shoulder and found that the wound was still inflamed. It would be dangerous to cause complications if left untreated.

"Don't worry, as long as the family doesn't know about that matter, it will be safe. The world is not under their control now. Besides, isn't Yaohui at home? It's time for him to learn to be on his own. I'm as old as him

I don’t know how many little devils I killed when I was young. The little eagle has to learn to fly alone to fight in the sky and become the master of the sky." Zhai Mingshan is not so worried about the safety of his family. The less he knows at this time, the safer he is.

"It happened suddenly. We didn't bring anything with us. You were injured again. If you don't bandage it quickly, it will be dangerous if the wound becomes inflamed." Zhai Xuewen was really worried about his father's wound. It had been there for several days. If he got injured again,

Without treatment, my father's body will not be able to bear it. Listening to the clang of the train outside, Zhai Xuewen suddenly had an idea: "Father, are Mr. Li and the others under the jurisdiction of Province F now? I remember that you asked Er

My brother helped them leave the capital and said they were resettled in a county under Province F. At that time, I vaguely remembered it was Qingshan County. If it was really in Qingshan County, it would be a good choice for them who were already at the end of their rope.

"It was in Qingshan County. In order to take care of them, I asked your second brother to help arrange for them to be located in Qingshan County, which is under the jurisdiction of Province F. They wrote a letter after they settled down, but they were afraid of trouble us, so they didn't

I would like to wade into the muddy water in the capital again, so outsiders don't know. Except for your second brother and me, no one should know that they are in Qingshan County now." When Zhai Mingshan heard his eldest son mentioning Mr. Li and the others, he said

I admire and feel guilty.[

"Father, your health cannot be delayed any longer. It seems that we have no choice but to trouble Mr. Li and the others this time. According to the current speed of the train, it will probably arrive in Qingshan County in the early morning. When the train slows down when it enters the station, we jump off the train. Do you remember

Do you want the detailed addresses of Mr. Li and the others?" Zhai Xuewen looked at his father, who was now a little feverish, and couldn't help but suggest.

Although Zhai Mingshan knew that the current situation might bring trouble to Mr. Li and the others, he didn't care about it because the matter was so important now. "I have no choice but to trouble them two more. Fortunately, no one knows where they are now.

Not many people know about the relationship between us and them, but I just hope that we won’t bring any danger to them this time." As he said this, he took out a small book from his own suspicions, which contained densely packed work records. On the last page

There was an address written on it. After writing down the address in his mind, Zhai Mingshan tore off the page, tore it into pieces and buried them with coal.

"When I received a letter from Mr. Li and the others, I tore it up after reading it. Fortunately, I recorded the address in this small book, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to remember it." At this moment, Zhai Mingshan began to suffer.

I was having fun and actually admired my own foresight.

After making the decision, the father and son relaxed a little and took a nap before dawn to recharge their batteries. There were still many things waiting for them to do.

When the banging train slowed down and whistled to indicate that it was about to enter the station, the morning star in the east was still twinkling, and the hazy night had not completely receded. Two people jumped out of the last carriage, and their figures quickly blended into the mist.

In the dark, it didn't attract anyone's attention.

When the sound of roosters crowing came from the neighbor's house, Li Qingyuan, who was used to getting up for a walk every morning, quietly put on his clothes for fear of waking Ya'er who was still sleeping soundly. After being dressed, Li Qingyuan opened the door and was getting ready.

While walking around the yard for a few times, there was a short and urgent knock on the door. Listening to the very rhythmic knock on the door, Li Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat. He quickly opened the door and took a look. He should be far away in the capital at this time.

Two people who could not possibly appear here appeared in front of them.

Looking at the expressions on the two people's faces, Li Qingyuan didn't care to speak and hurriedly asked people to come in. Then he looked around at the door and found no one, then turned and closed the door. When he entered the yard, he found the person who had just entered.

The two of them, together with the little Ya'er who was still yawning after being woken up, were looking at each other with big eyes, full of scrutiny and curiosity.

The author has something to say: In order not to be beaten to death by being photographed, and in order to avoid being photographed, I am working hard to conceive the following plot.

Let’s take a look at the Nanzhu in this chapter. Can you guys guess who it is? Whose it is? Whose it is?

In order to make the plot less bloody, please allow me to think carefully about how to write it next.

So the update speed may be a bit slow, of course it's just possible.

As long as I have time and ideas, I will definitely work hard to code it.

The author who wrote the code in the middle of the night couldn't afford to be hurt, so he crawled away and went to sleep.