In the early morning, the sky was gray and there was no sunshine. Xu San seemed to have returned to his original biological clock. It seemed that he was woken up again just after falling asleep.
At around five o'clock, Li Si contacted Xu San through the walkie-talkie and said that they had rescued several Eighth Route Army soldiers.
In fact, Xu San had forgotten about this. If it weren't for Li Si's communication, he wouldn't have remembered that last night was the day when the three groups crossed the river.
History is still the original history, and the Hundred Regiment War is still coming as scheduled. It has not been advanced or delayed because of Xu San's time travel. Even things like the three regiments crossing the river are silently moving forward according to the historical timeline. If we say If there is a change, it is probably that the Third Regiment may lose a few Eighth Route Army soldiers because of Xu San's arrangement.
Even so, Xu San felt very relieved.
Facing the upcoming Hundred Regiment War, what Xu San was thinking about was the "Katyusha" he commissioned Two Monkeys to make.
Don't know if it's done yet? If it is done, will her little accountant put it in the warehouse?
Let’s go back and have a look sometime.
The sky is a bit overcast, the air is a bit stuffy, and a bit cool.
There has been an autumn rain and a cold. There has been a lot of rain recently, and the temperature has dropped a bit, especially in the morning and evening. However, this temperature is just right for Xu San. After experiencing the sweltering heat of summer for many days in a row, this coolness is quite refreshing. Refreshing.
After a set of punches, Xu San began to wash up, planning to buy some breakfast after washing up.
But when he finished washing, he found that he didn't need to go out and buy it himself, because it had already appeared on the table in the yard.
There are seven or eight kinds of sesame balls, soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns and pickles.
Looking at these breakfasts, Xu San was not polite and just picked them up and ate them.
"Have you eaten?" Xu San, who was eating fried dough sticks, looked up at Wang Zhenzhen who was standing aside.
Wang Zhenzhen shook her head, "I didn't eat. I usually don't eat breakfast."
"You must have breakfast, and you don't need the breakfast money. Look, you are so skinny that it hurts your hands to hold it in your arms." Xu San said, pushing the steamed dumplings in front of her.
Wang Zhenzhen looked at the Xiao Long Bao, hesitated for a moment and sat down, "Then I will listen to the teacher."
After eating a small steamed bun, Wang Zhenzhen looked up at Xu San, "Teacher, do you like fat women?"
"I like the meaty ones, the ones that weigh a hundred, sixty or seventy kilograms. I don't want to be fat!"
"One hundred sixty-seven pounds!?" Wang Zhenzhen looked at Xu San in surprise, because she had never seen such a fat girl. Even though his circle was full of rich people, she had never seen such a girl, even if she was a little fatter. That's one hundred twenty or thirty pounds. "A girl who can be so fat must have a good family background! Are there many such women in Japan?"
"Actually, it's not that bad. Some people gain weight easily, especially after getting married." Xu San said casually, because women weighing 150, 60, or 780 pounds were common in later generations, but rare in this era.
"Marrying? Why?"
"Well, since I found my husband's house, I don't have to pretend anymore. Just open it and eat whatever you want." Xu San said vaguely.
Wang Zhenzhen thoughtfully said, "But now most people don't have enough to eat. If they open their mouths to eat, to ordinary people, they are just bad women who can't survive and will be divorced."
Xu San stopped eating and looked at Wang Zhenzhen seriously, "You still know a lot about the people."
"Teacher, didn't you say that I don't understand the lives of ordinary people? So when I have free time, I find ordinary classmates to take me with me to understand what real ordinary people's lives are like."
Xu San picked up the large porcelain bowl filled with soy milk, drank half of the bowl, and wiped his mouth, "You are really thoughtful! So what do you think after watching it?"
"It's shocking. The hardship of their lives is unimaginable. As you said, teacher, books and plays won't talk about this." Wang Zhenzhen paused as she spoke, "If there was no war, maybe their lives would still be better. better."
After saying that, Wang Zhenzhen lowered her head and looked at Xu San secretly, wanting to see his reaction.
Picking up another fried dough stick, "War is the source of hindering the progress of civilization. No matter what the purpose of the initiator is!"
"Teacher, do you think it's wrong for Japan to start this war?"
"Well what?" Xu San scratched his head and thought about what Japanese people should say.
After a moment, he said seriously, "Actually, it was wrong for Japan to initiate a war, but you, China, also made mistakes."
The words made Wang Zhenzhen a little unhappy, "Why did the teacher say that we in China made mistakes? Should we be invaded?"
The tone of the words was a bit harsh.
This is the first time Xu San has heard her speak to him in such a serious tone since she met Wang Zhenzhen.
I was very happy in my heart, feeling that the subtle education these days was still useful, so that this girl with the potential of being a traitor would have the bloody temperament she should have at this moment.
"There is a saying that weakness is the original sin. China is so vast and rich in resources, just like a child holding a gold nugget. How could it not attract the attention of a robber?" Xu San asked.
This time Wang Zhenzhen understood what Xu San meant. He sighed and said, "Should the child holding the gold there be robbed?"
"Haha~" Xu San sneered, "Isn't it human nature to be interested in getting rich? It's just that the method used in Japan is more violent. If it is other countries, they may use a gentler method, such as using a big marshmallow to exchange for the child. Gold in hand.”
"But does this also amount to robbery?"
"If you want to avoid being robbed, you have to become strong. Just like the person holding the gold is a strong man, and he has a gun in his hand, then the person who wants to attack him must weigh how much he weighs. ”
"I understand, teacher!"
"Okay! This topic is a bit heavy, and it may affect your appetite." Xu San ate another Xiaolong Baozi, "Remember to bring some vinegar with you next time. I'm not jealous when I eat steamed buns. I always feel like something is missing. "
Wang Zhenzhen blinked, "Okay, teacher!"
Seven or eight kinds of breakfast were quickly wiped out by Xu San and Wang Zhenzhen. Wang Zhenzhen cleaned up the dishes and put them aside, and then said, "Editor Hu of the "Evening News" asked me to make an appointment with you for the last report. Follow-up.”
Xu San picked up the water glass and took a sip of water. "Just watch and write. Didn't you also sign the report?"
"But I don't know how to write?" Wang Zhenzhen said honestly.
"Well, just write it like this." Xu San briefly guided Wang Zhenzhen in the direction of writing, which was written in the style of new media, but this time she was asked to strengthen the emotional rendering, but this time it was a little more Japanese. .
"Isn't this the same as not saying anything? And if you write like this, teacher, you may be beaten." Wang Zhenzhen said worriedly after listening to Xu San's words. (End of chapter)
