Colorful years

At this moment, he and his grandfather were heading towards Tianzi Mountain and Shentang Bay, as if it were all predestined. For him, this journey held special significance.

Not only could he see his father again after a long absence, but he could also savor the mouthwatering delicious snake meat. These ordinary things became his deepest longing.

Next, Grandpa might tell him the story of King Xiang's uprising against the emperor. This story is full of legendary elements, making it easy to become engrossed in.

Now that we know what the future holds, is it possible to change our destiny? Is it possible to avoid potential risks and mistakes, and create a better life for ourselves and our families?

He was determined to give it a try. Regardless of the outcome, he wanted to at least put in the effort to strive for a better future.

He began to think about how to do this. Perhaps he needed to understand more about the patterns of history and destiny in order to make wise decisions.

At the same time, we must learn to maintain an optimistic and positive attitude when facing difficulties and bravely meet challenges.

Only in this way can one defy fate and realize their wishes.

After arriving at Zhongping, Grandpa pointed to a mountain peak over the cliff that resembled a kidney and said, "Congcong, what does that mountain peak look like? Doesn't it look like a kidney? That's why it's called Kidney Village."

The terrain here is treacherous, easy to defend and difficult to attack. There is only a narrow path leading to the top of the mountain. It can truly be described as a place where one man can hold off ten thousand! In the past, bandits occupied this place.

Back in 1936, the Kuomintang even dispatched a regiment to suppress over a hundred bandits in these mountains. They spent a full six months trying, but failed.

When Congcong heard his grandfather tell this story, a ripple of emotion stirred within him.

Because he suddenly realized that his grandfather had told him the exact same version of the story in his previous life, and even the tone and expression when telling the story were exactly the same.

Could it be that all the experiences in this life are just a replay of the previous life?

With this in mind, Congcong decided to give it a try and intervene in these matters in advance to see if he could change some of the course of his fate.

After all, if everything is predestined, then why walk the same path again?

"Grandpa, I especially love listening to you tell stories from the Three Kingdoms. Today, I don't want to hear anything else, just the Three Kingdoms, okay?" Congcong looked at his grandfather with expectant eyes and asked cautiously.

“Of course it’s not impossible. It’s just that Grandpa thinks that since we’re here, we should tell you about what happened here. Besides, there’s plenty of time to tell the stories of the Three Kingdoms. And you’ve heard them so many times already. They’re nothing compared to the fresh and interesting stories here.” Grandpa’s words were so logical and convincing that no one could argue with them.

Actually, Congcong thought to himself that it wouldn't be a big deal to hear the same story over and over again, and there was no need to argue with his grandfather. So he said, "Grandpa, alright then, tell me whatever you want, I'm all ears."

Congcong decided to let things take their course and stop interfering with his thoughts and ideas. But when he suddenly blurted out "I'm all ears," Grandpa couldn't help but turn his head and take another look at him.

Grandpa thought to himself, "Congcong is so young, how can he already use idioms? And he uses them so appropriately! After all, children usually don't have the chance to learn and use idioms like these until they're in the third grade of elementary school!"

Grandpa's narration unfolded like a historical scroll, immersing Congcong in the story and making time seem to flow faster.

Despite the rugged mountain path beneath their feet, the grandfather and grandson arrived at Xiaping before they knew it, and could see the magnificent scenery of Tianzi Mountain and Shentang Bay in the distance.

When the majestic Tianzi Mountain came into view, Grandpa's eyes lit up with excitement: "Congcong, look over there! That towering mountain is Tianzi Mountain, and the dense forest at its foot is Shentang Bay. Next, I'm going to tell you the legendary story of Xiang Wang Tianzi's uprising."

As he spoke, Grandpa sat down on a rock by the roadside, gesturing for Congcong to also find a place to sit and rest for a while.

As Grandpa recounted the story vividly, Congcong seemed to travel through time and space back to the late Ming Dynasty, a time of war and hardship.

Xiang Dakun, this brave and fearless Tujia leader, resolutely stepped forward with his courageous and resolute character and pursuit of justice.

Faced with the incompetence and corruption of the Ming Dynasty rulers, he did not hesitate to raise his arms and call on the Tujia people to unite and rise up in resistance in order to overthrow the corrupt regime.

At the beginning, the rebel army was aggressive and unstoppable, and they captured Sangzhi and Yongdingwei in succession.