Today, China is not yet widely known as Dongda University, and Dongfeng Express has not yet become famous worldwide.
Chen Rou had never actually seen the Military Museum before, and was somewhat surprised by its current appearance.
The skyscrapers she imagined in the future would not exist. From the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 to modern times, various cannons from the modern era were just casually placed on the playground. It was obvious that the children who were too lazy to do their homework on the weekend had sneaked out to play, climbing inside and outside.
The outer shells of Dongfeng-1 and Dongfeng-2 were erected on the playground.
Liang Lisheng saw several children emerge from the missile and run to the side. He asked Chen Rou, "Is that a missile? No one is stopping or watching over it, and the children are just playing around in there?"
Chen Rou asked with a smile, "Then, in your opinion, Uncle Liang, how should it be managed?"
Liang Lisheng said, "We'll advertise and charge admission."
In the eyes of these Hong Kongers, everything is about money, and everything can be charged an entrance fee.
But actually, the reason why there are few people now is because the tourism industry in the capital has not yet developed. Only nearby residents come. In the future, with the limit on the number of visitors, these museums will be crowded with people every day.
Of course, mainland China is not a capitalist society like Hong Kong, so it is definitely free.
Liang Lisheng found it very interesting, but there was one problem: although almost every cannon had an introduction engraved on a steel plate, he didn't recognize traditional Chinese characters, so he didn't know what era or country these cannons came from.
They saw an extremely old cannon, but with a very large barrel, ridden by a bunch of little kids. The children loved each other, and A-Yuan pointed and asked his mother, "Qi-la, qi-la, look!"
Liang Lisheng, following Chen Rou, asked the group of kids in Mandarin, "What's this one's name?"
Chen Rou tiptoed and placed A Yuan at the rear, on the control panel. The little guy tilted his head back, and well, he could see outside from the cannon barrel. His little hands were outstretched, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.
The kids playing here may be young, but they're all big shots from Beijing, naturally arrogant and conceited.
One child said, "You must be from the South. You don't even recognize this? It's an Italian cannon, captured during the war in the Hebei Plain."
The other one turned around and saw A Yuan, holding up the stick in his hand: "What are you standing there for, buddy? Light it!"
Another one, seeing that A Yuan was just grinning foolishly (actually just playing around), deliberately waited for a long time before patting the cannon barrel and saying, "You only know how to fire duds. Second squad leader, drag him out and shoot him."
Two children immediately ran over and surrounded A Yuan, pretending to pull him away: "You're going to be shot!"
A-Yuan couldn't understand Mandarin and didn't know what was going on, so he looked up at his mother and asked: "What's wrong?"
In this era, children are still very innocent and play games and pretend to be house in real life.
Moreover, A-Yuan is adorable, and the older kids love to tease him.
Secretary An was making a phone call to her boss when she saw someone trying to touch her child, so of course she had to come and drive them away.
But Chen Rou stopped him and said to the kids, "No, give us a chance to redeem ourselves."
She picked up A-Yuan, grabbed his hand, and placed it on the cannon's crank handle. She said, "Sir, what are the required directions: due north, due east, due south, and due west?"
They're really open-minded these days; even the cannon crank isn't locked.
Chen Rou had a strong grip; with a casual shake, the cannon barrel began to twist. The little kids on it were startled and jumped down. Chen Rou then deliberately asked, "Where's your gunner? You can't just fire without a gunner's calibration, can you? Is nobody going to stop you? If so, I'll have to..."
A little boy ran over: "Light the cannon! Fire! Bang!"
Another person ran over and, without saying a word, covered A Yuan's ears, saying, "If you don't cover your ears, you'll go deaf."
As the eldest son of a wealthy family in Hong Kong, Nie Han had tried his best to help A Yuan find friends and socialize, but in the end, all he could do was learn to hide things in his diapers. He didn't make any friends, and A Yuan never liked children.
He doesn't even like watching children's channels; he only watches car and motorcycle channels on TV.
But today, he became interested in a group of seven or eight-year-old boys who seemed to have run out of some nearby courtyard.
The group of kids rarely saw outsiders, and seeing that Chen Rou knew how to have fun, they waved and said, "Come on, come on."
Seeing that Chen Rou was walking slowly, he asked again, "There's an unlocked T34; you can get in."
The T-34, a famous Soviet artillery piece during World War II, was considered one of the most powerful. Chen Rou followed a group of children.
Liang Lisheng hurried to catch up, thinking to himself, "Wow, this is something I've never seen before."
The museum does have staff, but there are too few people to take care of everything, and besides, there aren't many tourists, so they don't really manage it.
A few kids ran up to a large rocket launcher, and one of them climbed up first and opened the lid.
A little girl climbed up and reached out her hands to grab him, saying, "Little brother, come on."
Chen Rou hadn't even arrived yet, but A Yuan knew the young lady was going to hug him, so he already raised his hands high.
The little boy kept urging, "Hurry up, or the administrator will find us."
The little girl said, "Are you silly? Put the lid on first."
Secretary An was on the phone with the boss, and just now she reported: "We are visiting the Military Museum."
Well, Nie Zhao was relatively calm, because in his mind, the military museum was all enclosed. Right now, his wife was probably holding their son, listening to the professional's explanation, and their son was also listening very attentively.
Secretary An just said that Chen Rou was able to twist the cannon barrel, which he also thought was normal.
Museums should also have some entertainment facilities.
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