In an old mountain village, there was a young man named Ah Qiang. His father was a well-known blacksmith in the village, specializing in making agricultural tools and hunting tools. Cuong learned the craft from his father at an early age, and his dream was to become a blacksmith like his father.
However, the peaceful day was broken early one morning. The troops of the imperial court suddenly entered the village, and they brought news of the war. Cuong's hometown is located on the border between the two countries and has long been plagued by war. This time, the neighboring country gathered a large number of forces and prepared for a full-scale offensive.
The young and middle-aged people in the village have responded to the call to join the army to defend their homes. Cuong looked at his father's straight back, and he knew that his father was also planning to go to war. But Cuong had a stronger desire in his heart: he wanted to use his skills to contribute to the war effort.
So, Cuong approached the leader of the army and offered to use his blacksmith skills to build a stronger and sharper ** for the army. The leader was initially unimpressed, but Cuong said firmly, "Please give me a chance, I'm going to build the best ** for the warriors."
Impressed by Cuong's determination, the leader agrees to his request. Cuong returned home and consulted with his father. The father was silent for a moment, and then said, "Go, son, and do your part for the sake of the homeland and for peace." ”
In the days that followed, Cuong worked day and night. He used his skills to carefully create batches of **. These ** are lighter and stronger than ordinary ones, and they are sharp and indestructible. Warriors use these ** to be invincible on the battlefield and win one victory after another.
However, war is brutal. Cuong's father died heroically in a battle. The grief-stricken Cuong worked harder to build **, hoping to commemorate his father.
Finally one day, the armies of the neighboring countries were repulsed, and the war ended. Cuong returns to his hometown with the news of his victory. The villagers warmly welcomed him and praised him as a hero of the village. But Cuong just said lightly: "I just did what I was supposed to do." ”
Although the war was over, Cuong still insisted on striking iron every day. He told the villagers that this was the best memorial to his father. He wants to pass on his father's spirit.
Years later, the children of the village sat around Cuong and listened to him tell stories from the past. When talking about war, a child asked curiously, "Uncle Cuong, what do you think is the most important thing in war?" ”
Cuong looked down in contemplation for a moment, then looked up into the distance and said, "Peace, child." Peace is our most precious thing. ”
The children nodded incomprehensibly and continued to listen to Cuong's story. Cuong also continued to strike iron, inheriting his father's spirit and his own skills, and guarding the peace of his hometown.