"Grandma, it's a peaceful year now. Although there are still some ignorant people who come to provoke and harass us every now and then, they are nothing serious. Don't worry. We can beat the shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

Sheng Tunan said: "The martyrs have helped us fight almost all the battles. They have exchanged their blood and lives for peace. We are very happy in this year of our lives. Although China's economy and technology are not very good at present, they will develop rapidly in the future. In the near future, China will become truly powerful and no one will dare to bully us. They may even have to look at our faces."

Sheng Tunan became more and more excited as he spoke. He knew the prosperity of future generations, and he also knew that the prosperity and strength of his motherland could not be achieved by waiting.

놆The sacrifices of the martyrs, 놆the anonymity and hard work of the scientific researchers, 놆the efforts of every dedicated Chinese to create this.

"Good, good, grandson has great ambitions. He also knows that our happiness today is not easy to come by, and he knows to remember the goodness of the heroes. Grandma also believes that our country will get better and better."

Grandma Sheng had tears in her eyes. She and her husband had given birth to three sons, all of whom died on the battlefield.

After the death of her first son, she and Grandpa Sheng sent their second child to the battlefield without hesitation.

Later, the second son also died. At that time, his legs were blown off, but he still refused to surrender. His blinded comrade carried him on his back. He carried the bomb on his back and commanded his comrades to run desperately. In the end, he and the Japanese died together, and his body was torn into pieces.

At this time, there was only one child left in their Sheng family. Everyone in the village advised not to let the third child go to the battlefield. If he went, the Sheng family would be extinct.

At that time, Grandpa Sheng sat on the steps of the courtyard and smoked for a whole month. Finally, he asked his youngest son whether he wanted to go.

The younger son's eyes were full of determination: "Dad, let me go. I want to fight the devils and avenge my two brothers."

"Good, good boy." Grandpa Sheng patted his son on the shoulder. Grandma Sheng silently took out all the dry food in the house and put it on her son's back.

There were other young men in the village. They sang with tears in their eyes, "We sent the Red Army to the mountains, the autumn wind and drizzle were lingering..." They sent their own blood relatives to the battlefield.

Someone saw the youngest son of the Sheng family in the team and wanted to persuade Grandpa Sheng to keep him.

Grandpa Sheng shook his head and said with tears in his eyes: "If my youngest son also dies, it will be glorious. Even if my Sheng family dies, we can't let the Chinese become extinct. If everyone is afraid of their sons dying and doesn't go to the battlefield, who will fight the Japanese?! We are not the same nation as the Japanese. Will they treat us well after they occupy us? I'm afraid they will kill us all, exterminate us."

Those who are not of my race must have different hearts.

The war was cruel. The youngest son of the Sheng family never came back, sacrificing himself in the last dark night before dawn.

Since all three sons died, how did Sheng Tunan come about?

Grandpa Sheng once went hunting in the mountains and picked it up from the edge of the cliff. When he came back, it was already dying. Fortunately, Sheng Tunan was lucky and managed to survive by relying on herbs and rice soup.

All the elders in the village knew about this, but they all tacitly chose to keep silent.

The three sons of the Sheng family have all died. Now that Grandpa Sheng has picked up a baby, he is satisfied. The old man does not want the Sheng family to be extinct, so everyone tacitly acknowledges Sheng Tunan as Grandpa Sheng's grandson, and no one tells the younger generations.

Some of these elderly people have passed away, some are too old to remember things, and no one mentions the ones that Sheng Tunan brought with him.

Even if Sheng Tunan lived for two lifetimes, he would not know this secret.

"Xinyue, I'm leaving. You have to take good care of yourself. I'll come back and marry you when I get the marriage report back."

Sheng Tunan looked at his watch. It was already past two in the afternoon. He had to set off.

"Okay. I'll take good care of grandma, too. You can rest assured."

Zhan Xinyue helped her grandmother to send Sheng Tunan out of the yard and watched his car move forward until she could no longer see his shadow and then prepared to go home.

"Hey, isn't this the leader's new daughter-in-law?" a sharp voice came.

Zhan Hongyan walked over with a small shovel in her hand, twisting her steps and twisting her body. "You're not a family yet, how come you're living with someone else without even getting a marriage certificate? Zhan Xinyue, I'm telling you, how come you're so shameless after just breaking off relations with our Zhan family?"

Zhan Hongyan didn't remember being beaten. She was beaten by Zhan Xinyue in the morning, and now she dared not dance in front of her. The main reason was that today's broadcast made her so jealous that she lost her mind.

It was now time for the members to go to work in the afternoon, and Zhan Hongyan would not miss the opportunity to humiliate Zhan Xinyue in front of everyone.

"Comrades, come and see, there is a woman living in someone else's house without getting married. She has ruined the reputation of our Changhong Brigade. I'm afraid she won't be rated as an advanced brigade in the future."

"Everyone, come quickly. It's best to drive Zhan Xinyue out of the Changhong Brigade so that she won't be a burden to us."

Zhan Hongyan screamed louder and louder, with a look of smugness on her face, as if Zhan Xinyuezhen would really be chased out in an instant.

"Pa pa pa." There were three loud noises, and Zhan Xinyue took action, slapping Zhan Hongyan's face three times with force.

"A bargain? Huh?" Zhan Xinyue was not satisfied and didn't want to dirty her hands, so she took out a palm leaf fan from home and fanned Zhan Hongyan's mouth vigorously:

"You're the one who's paying for it. Only those who can't get married would rush to be someone else's stepmother."

"Didn't you eat shit at noon? Why do you stink so much?" Zhan Xinyue fanned and scolded.

In her previous life, she started from a small business, from scratch, if she didn't work hard, she couldn't even get a stall. In the past, she was not afraid of the gangsters with explosive fighting power.

Zhan Hongyan is nothing more than a rat in a stinking ditch. She dares to provoke others. She is simply asking for humiliation.