"Big sister, please wipe your tears. Let's not cry anymore. Tears are the cheapest in this world. Many people are busy with their own affairs. No one will pity us just because of our tears. Big sister, you have old people above you and young children below you. You should be stronger. I know that I have not experienced what you have experienced, so what I say may not be appropriate, but it is the truth."

Aunt Zhao nodded and agreed very much.

"Guohong, this girl is right. It is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. Just endure the torture now. Hold on as long as you can. Only by holding on can you have a purpose. If you die, there will be nothing left."

The old man couldn't help but recall the past and use it to teach his daughter.

"When your father and I joined the army to fight the Japanese, what kind of suffering did we not endure? What kind of crimes did we not endure? We all crawled out of the pile of dead bodies. We are all rough people, and we don't care about the nobleness and face of those scholars. If the superiors asked us to write self-criticisms, we wrote self-criticisms. If they asked us to do labor reform, we did labor reform. We did whatever we were asked to do. We were softer and more obedient. Our lives were much better than those who were stubborn."

With tears in her eyes, Zhao Guohong nodded heavily.

Feng Qingxue looked at him with some admiration. She didn't expect that the old man was so open-minded and flexible. But he was also right. In this era, one had to be open-minded in order to survive. Anyone who was stubborn and went into a dead end would lose his life.

"Auntie and uncle have been on the battlefield before?" They were anti-Japanese heroes, Feng Qingxue was filled with awe.

Aunt Zhao nodded. "We joined the army when we were young, and we met each other in the army as a revolutionary couple. We fought for more than ten years and were still fighting until the founding of the country. Guohong and my son, whom you have never seen, were both born on the battlefield."

"You are veterans and should be treated with respect. Why..."

"Well! I don't know if you understand what I'm saying. Before, we were at war, and now we're governing the country. There are always people like your uncle in our family who are implicated for no reason. Last year, he was sent to the northwest and I can't get in touch with him. I don't know how he's doing now."

"We also returned to our hometown at that time. It was better to be there than in the vortex of Beijing," Zhao Guohong added.

Feng Qingxue, who had seen this history, immediately understood and stopped asking questions.

Aunt Zhao seemed to remember something, took out a roll of money and tickets from her bosom and handed them to Feng Qingxue.

"Auntie, what are you doing?" Feng Qingxue pushed it back.

"My daughter, you helped us a lot last time and saved Tianqi and me. Otherwise, when Guohong came back yesterday, we would have been almost dead. I know how hard it is to get fine grains. Even if we have money, we have nowhere to buy them. Please keep these money and coupons, otherwise we will feel bad. Most importantly, I don't want Tianqi to develop a personality that seeks to gain something for nothing."

Feng Qingxue stopped and took the money, putting it in the backpack without counting it. "Auntie, since you said so, I will accept it. Next time I will buy you some food, no matter how coarse it is, so that we can get through this difficult time together."

Feng Qingxue was full of respect for the anti-Japanese war soldiers who had defended their country. Although they were not in a powerful position now and might bring disaster to herself, she was determined to classify this family as one who could be helped in the long term.

Without soldiers, how can there be a country?

It is behind the bloody battles of the soldiers that the people can live and work in peace and contentment.

However, she only intended to help them in an emergency and not to help them out of poverty, and had no intention of taking care of their food and drink in the long term.

Feng Qingxue left Zhao Tianqi with a handful of fruit candies that he had given her as a gift when she bought supplies, and then left the Zhao family.