They forwarded this message to Weibo, Tik Tok, and their own circle of friends.
The comment section of this message was filled with "crying" emojis.
The attitudes of different countries vary. Some ridicule, some mock, some oppose, and of course there are also countries that share the same hatred for China.
When the grandson of a veteran of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression took out his mobile phone to show him the relevant news, the veteran, who was over 90 years old, sat up tremblingly.
"My dear grandson, take grandpa to the Martyrs' Cemetery."
"Yeah." The young man nodded obediently, got in the car and drove towards the Martyrs' Cemetery.
When they arrived at the Martyrs' Cemetery, they found that there were a lot of people paying their respects today.
The young man looked at the elderly people who were supported by their relatives. Although they were very old, they all wanted to tell this news to their fallen comrades from the bottom of their hearts today.
The young man helped his grandfather to stop in front of several tombstones.
"I've come to see you."
"Over the years, I've often dreamed of the days when I fought alongside you." The old man reached out his trembling hand and stroked one of the tombstones. "Squad Leader, if you hadn't given me that push at the last moment, I wouldn't be alive today."
"When the Anti-Japanese War was won, I brought wine to see you." The old man raised the wine in his hand and shook it. "Today I brought wine again."
"You guessed right, there is indeed good news. The country has found strong evidence, and those scoundrels dared not show their fangs anymore."
"They...are finally going to bow their heads and apologize."
"For such a grand occasion, we should drink heartily. Squad Leader... I toast to you."
"I will never forgive them."
…
"What did you say?" Cheng Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at Zhou Tinghai.
"Mr. Zhang has been stuck in the medical ward's library for three days now," Zhou Tinghai said anxiously. "He's been studying Western medicine non-stop for the past three days. Lao Li and I tried to dissuade him, but Mr. Zhang said he wasn't here to rest and needed to seize the time to learn more."
"What if this breaks your body down?"
"Yes." Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement. "If something unexpected happens, how can I face you, Senior? I'll go with you to take a look."
…
Medical District Library.
Mr. Zhang absorbed knowledge from books like a sponge, and then combined it with traditional Chinese medicine. He found that many diseases could be perfectly solved.
He studied with great enthusiasm, hoping that he could combine Chinese and Western medicine as soon as possible so that the flower-growing people could suffer less from illness.
Under the guidance of Zhou Tinghai, Cheng Xiaoxiao finally found the slightly haggard Mr. Zhang in a quiet corner of the library.
She put the food in her hand on the table and pushed it into Mr. Zhang's sight.
"Put it here. I'll eat it myself after I finish reading this book." Old Man Zhang replied without even looking up.
Cheng Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes before speaking softly, "Mr. Zhang, no matter what, you should take care of your health."
Hearing this, Zhang Lao raised his head and said, "Girl, it's you."
He smiled and explained to Cheng Xiaoxiao, "Don't worry, I know my own body well. I will definitely rest when I need to. Now just let me finish reading this book."
After saying that, he lowered his head and prepared to immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge again.
Cheng Xiaoxiao and Zhou Tinghai looked at each other, and Zhou Tinghai nodded at her.
"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry."
Cheng Xiaoxiao apologized and, before Mr. Zhang could react, she quickly snatched the book from his hand and lifted up one of his arms.
Zhou Tinghai also quickly lifted up Mr. Zhang's other arm.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Lao was shocked. "Why are you fighting? I said I'll rest after I finish this book."
Cheng Xiaoxiao and the other person shook their heads at the same time.
Don't listen...
The two of them dragged Mr. Zhang to the dormitory, and Cheng Xiaoxiao also asked Cheng Mianmian to bring the meal along.
In the dormitory.
Zhang Lao angrily glared at the two men and accused them, "You two youngsters are too rude."
Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded. "Yes, yes, we were rude. Please be magnanimous and don't argue with us."
"How can you be so rude to an elderly person?" Old Zhang cursed at the two of them.
Zhou Tinghai winked at Cheng Xiaoxiao and said, "Yes, yes, you are right. We were too rude. We will definitely change next time." The two of them retreated to the door as they spoke.
When they were almost at the door, the two of them rushed out of the room at lightning speed.
With a "click", the door was locked from the outside by two people.
"Mr. Zhang, please have a good rest." Cheng Xiaoxiao's voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Zhou will come to open the door for you tomorrow."
After she said that, she disappeared in a flash.
Both of them are elders and she can't afford to offend either of them, so she'll just slip away as a courtesy!
Zhou Tinghai: ???
You have no moral principles, girl. You actually want me to bear the "cordial greetings" from our ancestors alone?
Mr. Zhang: “…” Even mice can’t run faster than you two.
The door was locked, what else could he do? He could only lie in bed and unconsciously recall the knowledge in his mind. As he was thinking, he fell asleep.
"Master, aren't you afraid that they will come after you?" Cheng Mianmian asked in her mind.
"I'm scared!" Cheng Xiaoxiao said as she ran quickly, "So I'm running away, right?"
"I plan to hide from them for ten days or half a month."
"Master, you can escape the first day but not the fifteenth..."
"Mianmian, why are your elbows still bent outward?"
"I'm just stating a fact..."
The two of them bickered all the way back to Xiaoyao Sect.
…
A few days later.
Special Envoy Jiaobenji boarded a plane to China.
When the plane landed, reporters who had received the news were already waiting outside the passage.
As soon as the special envoy of Foot Basin Chicken came out, he was almost blinded by the overwhelming flash of lights.
In an instant, reporters swarmed in and dozens of microphones were handed to his mouth.
"Excuse me, will Jiaobenji apologize verbally or make substantial compensation to Huaxia?"
"If you want compensation, what kind of compensation do you think is most appropriate?"
"Hello, what are your thoughts on this incident?"
"As a defeated nation, do you feel ashamed of having denied history so many times?"
"Will the truth about the Nanjing Massacre be written in students' textbooks?"
…
Questions came one after another, and the reporters couldn't wait to get first-hand information.
Although the special envoy of Foot Basin Chicken was smiling, his smile did not reach his eyes.
When he received this task, he knew it was a tricky matter. If he didn't handle it well, his political career would be over.
He had a pretentious expression on his face and spoke insincerely.
"I'm very sorry, because this matter has taken up public resources. The country has currently provided a very sincere plan, but this plan still needs to be discussed with China. The subsequent results will be notified to everyone as soon as possible. Please be patient and wait. Thank you!"
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