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Chapter 65 Opportunity (3)

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    Coming out of the hotel where Matsushita Seijiro stayed, Yu Changle had been waiting at the door for a long time. As soon as he saw Zhang Xian, he couldn't wait to go up and ask him about his situation.  Zhang Xian truthfully told all the conversations he had with Matsushita Seijiro. When he heard that Matsushita Seijiro wanted to buy Zhang Xian's samurai sword, but was rejected by Zhang Xian, Yu Changle was startled and couldn't bear it.  The resident complained to him: "Brother Xian, why are you so stupid? Even if your sword is the demon sword Muramasa, how much is it worth? A knife that is better than yours is worth how much is the most expensive one today?  Ten thousand yuan, if Matsushita Seijiro can really realize this opportunity for us, let alone if he wants to buy it, it will be worth it just to give it to me to see!"

    Zhang Xian glanced at him and said unhappily: "Some things may not be worth much, but they are of great significance to some people. This knife is like that to me!" He said, and couldn't help but look at it.  The gray sky let out a long sigh, turned back to look at Yu Changle again, and told him: "Do you know? Whenever I see this knife, I can't help but boil.  Because it reminds me of those brutal battles, of those comrades who fell one by one, and of course, of my own glorious past!"

    Yu Changle looked at Zhang Xian blankly. He had also participated in countless battles and had fought with Japanese devils. He could understand Zhang Xian's state of mind at this time. He nodded, but still said with some regret:  "It's just that if Matsushita Seijiro holds a grudge because of this, I'm afraid all our efforts will be in vain!"

    Zhang Xian smiled and said: "Although I don't like Matsushita Seijiro, I can still see that he is not a person who likes to mix personal grudges. I admire this person a little. He is a public person.  Private is private, and the division is relatively clear!"

    Yu Changle was silent for a moment, and could only nod his head, and said helplessly: "It seems that there is no need for me to worry so much. Haha, anyway, we have worked hard, and now we can only leave it to fate!"

    Zhang Xian had no choice but to nod helplessly along with him.

    When he heard that Zhang Xian was going to cooperate with Matsushita Seijiro to open a factory, Xiong Sanwa was a little confused. In his opinion, even though the war is over now, the hatred has not been eliminated;  To start all over again for the sake of interests, how could the hatred that had been deeply rooted in one's heart be forgotten so quickly?

    "Listen to me! It's not that I have forgotten my roots and my hatred!" Zhang Xian patiently tried to persuade Xiong Sanwa: "The pressure of life has made people overwhelmed, and those dead brothers are already dead.  , but there are still many people alive. I can no longer take care of the dead. Even if I want to go back and sweep their graves, I can't. I feel so guilty!" When he said this, his eyes were already red, and he looked a little  After a pause, he continued: "But now I feel that I must take good care of these people who are still alive. I am their battalion commander, regiment commander and division commander. If I don't think of something for everyone, do I really have to let them go?"  Are they going to build roads? Are they going to plant farms? Are they going to work without a life, but in the end they are still helpless?¡±

    Xiong Sanwa's eyes also became moist. He nodded and said to Zhang Xian: "Brother, I understand your desire to set up a factory. You are not just doing it for yourself, but for all of us, and for those who have followed you to fight the Japanese."  , a brother who fought through chaos and went to Korea. But, why do you have to cooperate with that mute? Why don¡¯t you find someone else? "

    Zhang Xian felt bitter for a while and had no choice but to tell him: "Sanwa, it's not like you don't know. I've been looking for opportunities for so long. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! I can't wait any longer.  I will be old if I wait any longer, and I won¡¯t be able to do anything I want to do!¡± He said, and then added: ¡°Although Matsushita Seijiro is annoying, if I think about it carefully, if he is not a Japanese, he does not kill us.  With so many brothers, maybe we can become the best friends. He is actually a person with the same personality as us. We are all on the same journey, but it is a pity that he was born in Japan!"

    Hearing what Zhang Xian said, it was clearly an attitude of sympathy, which surprised Xiong Sanwa. He looked at Zhang Xian blankly and said nothing for a long time.

    Zhang Xian finally calmed down his mind and continued: "The times are different now. We Chinese have an old saying that it is better to dissolve enemies than to make knots. Matsushita Yasujiro is not a very stubborn villain. He  He has always expressed that he wants to repent and ask for my forgiveness. In fact, if you think about it, the things he did were forced by historical reasons. If we are always entangled in his past, we will not even have a chance to repent.  It would be outrageous not to give it to him. We Chinese people also say that a prodigal son will not be able to exchange for gold when he returns home, so we just treat him as a person., two brothers also died in the war, and only one sister is still alive!  "When he said this, he couldn't help but sigh a little. After sighing, he told Zhang Xian: "Later, his sister became my wife!  "

    Zhang Xian stared at Matsushita Yasujiro in a daze, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

    Matsushita Seijiro continued: "We, husband and wife, have gone through the most difficult years together, and we have survived together, but" When he said this, he immediately stopped talking and his eyes became red.

    Seeing Zhang Xian and Yu Changle¡¯s surprised expressions, a leader from the Changtian Company nearby told them: ¡°Matsushita-kun¡¯s wife is almost at the end of her life due to uterine cancer!¡±

    When he heard this, Zhang Xian felt his whole body tremble, and suddenly thought of his wife Tian Xiuxiu.

    Matsushita Seijiro took a tissue and wiped his eyes, trying hard to calm down. He smiled at Zhang Xian and continued: "Brother Zhang Xian, your knife is theirs. I just want to  I want to give him a surprise before she dies!"

    Zhang Xian was silent for a moment, and suddenly thought of something again, and asked directly: "Brother, if you say so, I should be your wife's brother-killing enemy. Don't you hate me?"

    Matsushita Yasujiro glanced at Zhang Xian, then shook his head, and said meaningfully: "These are all the faults of the war and have nothing to do with you! Without our Japanese invasion, you would not have met on the battlefield! Haha,  I am someone who has personally experienced that war. I still remember the pain. It not only brought serious disasters to you Chinese people, but also brought serious disasters to us Japanese people! So I only hope that the two of us will  The two countries can remain friendly forever and there should be no more wars!"

    Hearing what Yasushiro Matsushita said, Zhang Xian felt extremely ashamed.

    The plane led by Matsushita Yasujiro finally landed safely at the Tokyo International Airport. When he came to the check-in office to pick up his gift, he unexpectedly found a long package with the tracking number on it.  His name was a little strange to him, and he remembered that he didn't have this package before he got on the plane.  He felt strange and carefully opened the long package. What caught his eye was a sheathed samurai sword. He was so familiar with this sword that he recognized it at a glance.  However, he was still extremely excited. He slowly pulled out the knife with trembling hands. The knife gave off a dazzling light under the sunlight. His eyes adjusted and he stared at the inscription engraved on the handle of the blade.  The four small Chinese characters are exactly "Toshio Nochi".

    He suddenly understood!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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