It was the autumn harvest season, and Leo Lin could see no one in sight, only barren fields, collapsed huts, and a few bones abandoned on the shore. Leo Lin thought of the prosperity of the past. The fields were covered with rice, wheat, cotton, Fcukseed flowers, reeds, grass, bamboo forests, smoke rising from the roofs, cattle mooing in the fields, and farmers walking in twos and threes on the ridges of the fields... ... Nowadays, banditry and war have displaced people, and killings and deaths have left tens of thousands of acres depopulated. Leo Lin saw an old man with white hair leaning on a crooked tree branch, holding the hand of a young child standing on the shore and looking at them.
At noon, they arrived at the dock in Liucun. Several bandits and a cart were waiting there. The bandits shouted to Leo Lin who was standing on the bow:
"Did the gun arrive?"
Leo Lin pointed to the cabin and replied: "Here."
When the boat arrived at the dock, the bandit said, "Hand over the gun."
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