The liveliness of the Peking University Staff Family Courtyard finally dissipated with the arrival of night.
Su Qing held her son Xiao Hu's hand tightly, clutching a piece of paper that had been envied by countless children—a picture of "Lazy Sheep"—as they returned to their true home—the military compound.
As soon as they stepped into the compound, a sense of sternness hit their faces.
"Charge!"
"First battalion, hold the left wing! Second battalion, follow me!"
A dozen or so teenage boys, wearing faded old military uniforms and holding wooden "guns," were "charging and fighting" on the yellow earth.
The leader was a dark-skinned boy called "Shi Tou," whose father was the head of the third regiment and the leader of this group of kids.
Shi Tou immediately spotted Xiao Hu entering the compound.
He also noticed the colorful paper in Xiao Hu's hand.
"Stop right there!"
Shi Tou stuck his wooden gun into the ground, blocking Xiao Hu's path.
