The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

Zhao Shao stared at the man lying on the thatched mat with his eyes wide open. A sharp pain pierced his heart, and his legs softened. He fell to his knees with a thud and apologized:

"mother!

It's all my fault for being unfilial and coming too late, leaving you to suffer here!"

When Mother He heard this familiar voice, her body trembled violently. She struggled to stand up, her eyes anxiously searching for the person in front of her. Her voice trembled with a hint of uncontrollable joy as she responded:

"Shao'er, is it really you?"

However, her strength seemed to have been exhausted, and before she could fully stand up, she fell back into the haystack powerlessly...

The night is as dark as ink, concealing many truths.

At first, Zhao Shao did not notice the shocking scars and the tangled silver threads on He's mother's body.

Until this moment, when He's mother tried to stand up again, he finally saw his mother's condition clearly in the light of the fire.

Zhao Shao was extremely anxious. He rushed forward and held the shaky He mother tightly. He asked with a worried look on his face:

"Mom, how are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

He's mother was breathing weakly, and her words were interrupted by gasps from time to time. Her eyes slowly closed and she fell into a deep coma.

Seeing that He's mother couldn't answer his question, Zhao Shao stopped asking, but the anger in his heart grew more and more intense.

He turned his head sharply, staring at the old beggar beside him with his eyes wide open, and asked in a voice trembling with anger:

“Who is it?

Who dared to beat my mother so miserably? "

With the support of the young beggar, the old beggar moved his body with difficulty and slowly sat up straight.

He didn't seem to be frightened by Zhao Shao's anger, but instead appeared to be extremely calm.

He took a deep breath and said in a calm yet somewhat vicissitudes of life tone:

"Young man, please don't be impatient. Please listen to me slowly."

Time goes back to the moment when Wang Shi said goodbye to He's mother. At that time, He's mother watched Wang Shi walking farther and farther away, heading towards a prosperous and wealthy place.

She thought to herself that with her son Zhao Shao's personality, he would never set foot in such a place.

So, He's mother resolutely turned around and walked towards the quiet and lonely street corner.

He's mother walked on the road anxiously, constantly asking passers-by about the whereabouts of the young man who was 1.78 meters tall and wearing coarse linen clothes.

She would ask every passerby:

"Have you seen a young man about 1.78 meters tall wearing a coarse linen shirt?"

The passersby looked confused, not knowing who she was talking about, and shook their heads in response:

"Auntie, the way you dress is so common, many people do it!

Could you provide more detailed information?"

In desperation, He's mother took out the portrait carefully drawn by Wang Shi from her bosom and handed it to passers-by for identification.

Unfortunately, after carefully examining it, passersby still shook their heads and said:

"Excuse me, Auntie, I have never seen this person before.

Why don't you look around again?"

In this way, He's mother persisted in repeating the same action, but unfortunately, after asking everyone around her, she still couldn't get any news about her son.

At this time, He's mother's stomach began to growl and she felt hungry.

She had to stop her hurried pace and walk to a nearby bun shop to buy a few buns to fill her stomach and take some with her in case of emergency.

However, just when she was paying, she never expected that she was targeted by a group of "interested people".

These guys with ulterior motives hid in the dark, secretly watching He's mother's every move.

After she paid and left the bun shop, they followed her stealthily...

He's mother, completely unaware that danger was approaching step by step, still took firm steps and continued on the difficult journey to find her son Zhao Shao. She was completely unaware that a huge crisis was like a bud about to bloom, quietly "blooming" when she was off guard.

He's mother thought to herself that if she simply asked passers-by about the situation, it would be difficult to obtain key clues.

Maybe the people you ask are too limited. You should expand the scope and ask more different types of people.

With this in mind, she decided to change her strategy, continue along this path, and conduct more extensive inquiries.

Sure enough, after she changed her way of thinking, she soon had a small breakthrough.

A homeless beggar with disheveled hair and ragged clothes was staring at the image in his hand carefully.

The young man in the picture has a sturdy build, well-defined muscles, and a healthy blush on his face.

The beggar scratched his head, as if he suddenly remembered something, and then he said, "Hey! I seem to have some impression of this person! Isn't this the kind-hearted person who threw food to us beggars a few days ago!"

Hearing this news, He's mother was overjoyed and quickly asked, "Really? Do you know where he is now?"

However, the beggar shook his head helplessly, indicating that he did not know the other person's whereabouts.

However, he still gratefully accepted the steaming bun handed to him by He's mother and turned to leave...

Despite this, He's mother was not discouraged. She continued to ask everyone she met about her son.

Unfortunately, the subsequent progress was not smooth. Apart from the valuable clue just obtained from the beggar, there were no other new discoveries.

As we walked deeper into the road, the surrounding environment became increasingly deserted and lonely, and there were fewer and fewer people around.

At the same time, the group of "interested people" who had been secretly following He's mother finally couldn't suppress their inner restlessness. Their ferocious faces and sharp fangs gradually showed up, as if they were ready to pounce and launch a terrible attack at any time.

Finally, He's mother took slow and careful steps like an ant, walking carefully towards the food trap carefully set up by humans.

Her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, as if she had foreseen the impending doom.

At this moment, a group of about seven or eight street thugs surrounded them quickly like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

They all had fierce looks on their faces and stared at He's mother with ill intentions, which made people feel chilled.

The gang leader looked at He's mother with a provocative look and said viciously:

"Old woman, are you going to hand over your money and belongings yourself, or do you want me to search you myself?"

His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

He's mother knew very well that if she handed over her only property at this time, she might be able to escape the disaster temporarily.

However, after losing the money, her search for Zhao Shao would become extremely difficult, or even impossible.

Thinking of this, He's mother gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to respond: "Even if I gave you all the money, would you really let us go?"

Upon hearing this, the group of thugs immediately burst into laughter.

Among them, the gang leader laughed the most arrogantly. He patted his chest and said loudly:

"Haha, who doesn't know me, Ma Qi? I'm famous for my honesty. As long as you pay the money honestly, I guarantee that you will leave safely!"

After learning about this situation, He's mother hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to believe the gang leader in front of her who called himself Ma Qi.

With trembling hands, she took out the worn purse from her pocket and clenched it tightly in her hand. Then she took a deep breath, slowly handed it to Ma Qi, and said, "Okay, this is all my belongings, you can take it..."

Seeing this, Ma Qi nodded with satisfaction, reached out to take the purse, weighed it casually for a few times, and then waved his hand and said to He's mother, "Alright, get out of here!"

After getting permission, He's mother did not dare to delay for a moment. She turned around and ran towards a gap among the gang of thugs, as if there was an evil ghost chasing her.

A younger brother beside Ma Qi hurriedly stepped forward and took the heavy purse from Ma Qi's hand.

He held it carefully in his palm, weighed it lightly a few times, and suddenly his face became gloomy.

It turned out that after weighing it all, he suddenly realized that the money in the bag was obviously much less than what he had seen before when he used it to buy buns!

So, the younger brother quickly turned around, staring straight at Ma Qi, and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Boss, this number doesn't seem right? Is there something wrong?"

When Ma Qi heard this, he immediately understood the reason.

He frowned slightly, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and he immediately gave the order without hesitation: "Quick, chase him! We must not let that guy get away!"

Before he finished speaking, a group of people rushed forward like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.

However, they did not run too far before they saw He's mother surrounded again.

At this moment, Ma Qi's anger grew stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but curse:

"Humph, I was originally planning to show some mercy and let you go, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful and stubborn!

In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless and merciless! Come on, give her a good beating! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Qi rushed forward and kicked He's mother fiercely.

Poor mother He was caught off guard and lost her balance in an instant, falling heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the other younger brothers also rushed forward and started punching and kicking He's mother who was lying on the ground.

For a moment, the scene was in chaos, with only miserable wails and rough sounds of beatings and scolding ringing everywhere.

Not long after, He's mother, who had been struggling to stand up and resist, finally stopped moving completely.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Ma Qi showed a ferocious smile on his face.

He walked slowly to He's mother, squatted down and took out the package full of money from her.

After opening the package, Ma Qi nodded with satisfaction, and then warned fiercely:

"Listen carefully! If you dare to be as tactless as I was today when you meet me again, don't blame me for being rude to you! By then, I'm afraid it won't just be a beating!"

After saying this, Ma Qi stood up and hurriedly fled the scene with a group of his followers, ready to find a place to divide up this ill-gotten gains...

Little did they know that He's mother was already dying. Fortunately, due to He's mother's charity, the old beggar nearby remembered the kindness of the bag and came here with the beggar's help to receive treatment and rest. Otherwise, He's mother would have passed away long ago.

Hearing this, Zhao Shao's eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes almost cracked. He clenched his fists tightly, and because he clenched too hard, his nails dug deeply into his palms, as if he wanted to vent all the endless hatred.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind - I would not be a human being if I didn't avenge this!

That determination was like a burning flame, burning brighter and brighter.

Wang Shi, standing aside, had a look of regret on his face. He shook his head in pain and muttered to himself:

"If I hadn't left He Mu, perhaps all these tragedies could have been avoided..."

However, things have come to this point and no amount of regret will help.

"But the most urgent thing right now is to properly arrange for He's mother to be taken care of.

Anger alone won’t solve any real problems.”

Wang Shi took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shao slowly loosened his clenched fists, but the anger in his eyes did not subside in the slightest.

He turned to look at the two ragged beggars, one large and one small, and said with gratitude:

"Thank you both for your careful care of my mother during this period.

If there is an opportunity in the future, Zhao will definitely repay you handsomely."

Then, he turned his gaze to Wang Shi and ordered in a firm tone, "Hurry up and lead the way. Take my mother to the clinic in town for treatment."

Under the cover of night, the surroundings were as dark as ink and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Zhao Shao carried the frail He's mother on his back without hesitation and ran forward in a hurry.

Every step seemed so heavy and urgent, as if wanting to escape from this heartbreaking darkness as quickly as possible...