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"Yes what's the matter?"
Zhou Weiguo gently pressed his head on Xiao Ya's hair and asked with a smile.
"Can you take me there? I want to see it too!"
Zhou Weiguo looked at Xiao Ya funny and said: "Xiao Ya, I'm afraid it's not you who wants to go, but your little cousin who wants to go!"
"Ah? Weiguo, how did you know!"
"What's so hard to guess! Ever since I told you to be careful when going out, as the Japs might send someone to assassinate you, you don't leave the mansion most of the time. You don't want to disturb me at ordinary times. Like this tonight Say, it¡¯s definitely not your intention!¡±
"Oh! Weiguo, will you let me go?"
"Okay, okay! Go, go! I will let the guards protect you when the time comes!"
The next morning at around seven o'clock, Zhou Weiguo and Xiao Ya got up and started eating. Even Fan Xiaoyu got up very early.
"Xiaoyu, I heard that you want to go to the opening ceremony?"
While eating, Zhou Weiguo looked at Fan Xiaoyu and asked.
"Ah? Cousin-in-law, this"
"Okay! If you have anything to do in the future, tell me directly and don't bother Xiaoya anymore. You also know our situation, so don't lead her around. During this time, the little devil's agents have poured into Nanjing."
"oh!"
"Defend the country!"
Xiao Ya saw a look of disappointment in Fan Xiaoyu's eyes, and Xiao Ya pulled Zhou Weiguo's sleeve in embarrassment.
Zhou Weiguo didn't say anything. He felt that there was something wrong with Fan Xiaoyu.
Originally Zhou Weiguo had no doubts about Fan Xiaoyu, but he found that Fan Xiaoyu¡¯s food taste was relatively bland. He had learned from Xiao Ya before that Beiping's taste was relatively heavy.
He likes to eat all kinds of raw sauces, but during this time Zhou Weiguo accidentally discovered that Fan Xiaoyu's food seemed to have a lighter taste.
And from the looks of it, it didn¡¯t look like he was eating it for the first time. In the middle, he smiled and asked Fan Xiaoyu if he had been staying in Peiping, and the answer he got was yes.
And this time, Xiao Ya has to be dragged to let him take them to the opening ceremony.
If Fan Xiaoyu was a relatively innocent person who liked to run around and had no strings in his head, then he would not pester Xiao Ya and ask Xiao Ya to take them to the opening ceremony. They can go on their own.
"But pestering herself to take them to the opening ceremony means that she can think of something in her head and knows that Xiao Ya will be in danger after leaving the city. In this case, why did she drag Xiao Ya along?
Could it be that she was confident that she would be safe if she followed her?
These are all doubtful points, but Zhou Weiguo sometimes doesn¡¯t want to think about them.
"I hope you won't disappoint me!"
Zhou Weiguo thought slowly in his heart.
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At 9:30 in the morning, in a large open space on the outskirts of Nanjing, a 1.78-meter-high platform has been set up, with many people sitting underneath.
These people are sent to school by the common people to study.
There are dolls aged seven or eight, as well as children aged nine or ten. The oldest was eighteen, and they were all sitting underneath.
During this time, the teacher simply divided the classes for them.
Those aged between seven and ten are in one grade, and those between eleven and fourteen are in one grade.
Those aged fifteen to eighteen are in one grade.
"However, these are temporary grades. The main reason is that during this period, they are mainly taught to read. You cannot put a seven-year-old and an eighteen-year-old in the same class.
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But the progress of seven-year-olds is not too fast, or is still relatively slow, so for the purpose of teaching, these teachers have temporarily divided the age groups into grades.
"Why aren't you here yet? It's already half past nine in the morning! We've been standing here for twenty minutes!"
Zhang Chu stood there looking at the still empty high platform and couldn't help complaining.
"Just wait! What are you in a hurry for? The other person is the second-level general of the Eighty-Eighth Group Army!"
Chen Yi next to him rolled his eyes.
"General Zhou, commander of the Eighty-Eighth Group Army, has arrived!"
At this moment, the guards standing outside suddenly roared.
The students below are allThey got up, as if this was what the teacher told them before.
Zhou Weiguo asked Xiao Ya and the others to stand below, while he walked quickly onto the high platform wearing a yellow woolen military uniform.
"Classmates! Sit down! Don't think of me as a general, just think of me as your senior. Once upon a time, I was also from your age. When I see you, I seem to see myself back then. !¡±
Zhou Weiguo walked up, as if there was no dignity at all, and looked at these students with an amiable attitude and said. Let them all sit down. At this moment, no one could imagine that he was the general commander of the 88th Army. Such a person with a seemingly gentle attitude would be the one who chopped the little Japanese general alive in Jurong.
After watching the students below sit down, Zhou Weiguo continued: "Some time ago, my director of education told me that the new Nanjing Senior High School was about to be established. He asked me if I would come to attend the opening ceremony. At that time, I said: My child We are the future of the motherland and the guarantee of the future strength of the motherland. Such an opening ceremony is related to the key to whether the motherland can be strong in ten or even decades. As the commander of the 88th Group Army, as a You are a Chinese, why don¡¯t I go?¡±
Zhou Weiguo's amiable and gentle attitude won the respect of the students below, and at the same time, the instinctive fear of Zhou Weiguo in his heart was also dispelled.
Only Chen Yi and Zhang Chu below looked at the man on the stage with dumbfounded expressions.
Even though it has been six years since they separated in 2032, they still recognized each other at a glance. This is Zhou Wen!
Zhou Weiguo is Zhou Wen!
"Awen"
"Li Xia! Calm down! It's the opening ceremony now, and don't forget your identity. Your name is Li Xia now, not Chen Yi!"
Zhang Chu saw that Chen Yi seemed to be rushing forward, so he quickly stretched out his hands to grab his shoulders and shouted in a low voice.
"NoAwen"
"Li Xia! Have you forgotten the task assigned to you by the organization?"
"I"
Hearing what Zhang Chu said, Chen Yi slowly began to calm down, but her trembling body still showed that she was not so calm in her heart.
"Sister Li Xia, what's wrong with you?"
At this moment, Fan Xiaoyu and Xiao Ya slowly walked to them and asked.
Because Fan Xiaoyu knows the rules, he calls them by their pseudonyms whenever he is in Nanjing.
"nothing!"
Chen Yi stopped the thoughts in her heart, forced herself to calm down, and kept telling herself:
Zhou Weiguo on the high platform is no longer the Zhou Wen he once was. Zhou Wen is a wealthy young man who values ??love and justice.
The Zhou Weiguo in front of him was a national hero renowned throughout the country, a butcher who frightened the Japanese army and was capable of beheading a little Japanese general alive. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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