Chapter 4 Boy Scouts (Part 1)
When he was a child, Zhou grabbed a gun made of corn poles, which represented Lei Zhen, who was destined to have a close connection with the gun and the profession of soldiers. However, Lei Zhen really did not expect that the first army he joined was a Boy Scout! His direct boss was a girl Scout who was just seventeen years old and knew how to use the "lagou" ceremony to bind his loyalty!
The first thing Lei Zhen did with Yang Huimin was to go out and raise funds for the warriors who were still fighting bloody battles with the Japanese on the front line.
In Lei Zhen's eyes, the so-called fundraising, to put it bluntly, means that he has no money in his pocket, but he has to pick out a large amount of the most scarce materials from others and give them to those soldiers in a way that is generous to others.
"We need two hundred boxes of biscuits, two hundred barrels of fresh water that can be consumed directly, two hundred flashlights, and one hundred blankets... It would be even better if there were fresh fruits."
Yang Huimin held a long list of items in her hand and ran around with Lei Zhen. When she heard the girl's request, the merchants and powerful men who were entangled by Yang Huimin shook their heads helplessly. When they heard Yang Huimin even asked to raise fresh fruits, the expressions of these faces were so wonderful that they were as if they were damn.
This girl spoke in a very good tone. Do she know the value and meaning of the materials she brought up?
The battle of millions of troops in Shanghai has been going on for three months. The biscuits and blankets that Yang Huimin wanted are the most intimate quasi-military supplies. Western medicine, especially painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, has increased the price by more than 20 times compared to before the war. As for fruits, it is a luxury product that is too expensive.
Faced with such an unreasonable request, everyone shook their heads hard. Someone was so pestered by Yang Huimin that he simply said something to Yang Huimin: "It turns out that being a refugee is so comfortable, and you can still eat fruit every day. So I will also be a refugee, okay?"
refugee?!
It was not until this time that Yang Huimin woke up. She ran around with Lei Zhenfeng. She grabbed someone else's sleeves and read the list of funds for the fundraising no matter what. She didn't even tell the other party why she needed these materials!
When Yang Huimin took Lei Zhen out of the mansion, she took a deep breath, suddenly waved her arm hard, and said to Lei Zhen: "Let's go back and go to the people who have visited just now but have not paid for it!"
Lei Zhen couldn't help but widen his eyes.
But this time, Yang Huimin was obviously prepared to fight. As soon as she found her goal, before the other party's brows frowned, she pointed to the direction of Suzhou River and shouted: "Listen, listen carefully, our warriors are surrounded there, but they are still fighting bloody battles with ten times or hundreds of times enemies!"
"For the sake of everyone being Chinese, please help them!"
"Our warriors are fighting against the enemy in the encirclement. They have no reinforcements and no hope of breaking out of the encirclement, but at least they have us!"
"Please give your strength to these warriors, and let us tell them with practical actions that they are not alone!"
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Yang Huimin kept saying, tears kept pouring out from her eyes. Facing such beautiful eyes as if soaked in wine, listening to the faint gunshots from afar, feeling the fire-like enthusiasm and care deep in the heart of this teenage girl, almost no one can cruelly refuse Yang Huimin's request.
The items on the fundraising list were crossed out one by one, and there were gradually a scar on Yang Huimin's arm that was pinched out with her fingernails. When Lei Zhen sat on the steps in front of a villa with no owner and was gnawing on the pancakes in cold water, Yang Huimin sat there, rolled up her sleeves, and blew carefully at her purple left arm.
Looking at Yang Huimin sitting beside him, she frowned tightly. Because the wound hurts too much, Yang Huimin kept pumping a little cold air. Two big tears were circling in Yang Huimin's eyes, but they did not flow out. The wound on Yang Huimin's arm must have been very painful now, otherwise how could a cheerful and strong girl like her show a weak look at a stranger like Lei Zhen?
But Lei Zhen really had no choice but to express any sympathy to this girl, because the scars on Yang Huimin's arm, which were all blue and purple, were secretly pinched on her when she was raising funds! Otherwise, why did Yang Huimin's tears, like tap water installed with a fence, flow and stop whenever she said it?
"You think I did this wrong, and used other people's sympathy to deceive them?"
Although Lei Zhen did not speak, and even his eyes were still dull, Yang Huimin surprisingly captured Lei Zhen's inner thoughts. The woman's intuition, at some point, was like those beasts struggling in the wilderness, with a strange ability.
"Do you think I like to raise funds?"
"Do you think I like to see the rich people's disdainful and impatient gazes, do you think I like to chase others like a beggar, eager to get other people's alms?"
"From the beginning of this war, a large number of refugees flocked into the British Concession. Although the British government will provide them with relief every day, it is far from enough to rely on a few bowls of porridge. They need more food. Now the weather is getting colder day by day, and they need enough warmth, otherwise they will get sick due to lack of food and cannot resist the cold. Japanese planes are constantly bombing, and innocent citizens are injured every day. If they want to survive, they must receive the most basic treatment, and this requires a lot of people.
The price of Western medicine, especially anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving drugs, has increased by more than twenty times compared to the original... These things require money! But we are all a group of children, the most insignificant boy scouts. Our only way is to go out and be shameless and raise donations from those rich people! If we don’t go out and raise donations, many people who can survive will die. If we work harder and shamelessly, we can save the lives of these people. Why don’t we do it?!”
Lei Zhen nodded silently. He had also been a beggar. He understood Yang Huimin's feelings. The self-esteem this girl has will definitely not be worse than any man!
Yang Huimin raised her head, and a proud smile appeared on her face. She pointed to the beautiful city of Shanghai, the direction of the most intense battles that had happened, and said: "Shanghai is the headquarters of our Boy Scouts. In this battle, there were more than a hundred Boy Scouts, deep in the front line of the fire, bleeding and sweating for this war, and four partners sacrificed their lives. Compared with them, the only thing I can be a little proud of is that I can raise funds more than anyone else. I always have a way to pick up something from others."
Chapter completed!