Song Songbai rode his bicycle around and around until he arrived at a photography shop.
I don't know how he knew there was a photo shop here.
When I walked in, someone greeted me.
"Song Zhiqing, you're here." A man wearing a gown and looking rather plain greeted.
"This is my senior brother's friend." Song Songbai introduced him to Zhou Yian, "His surname is Fang, and his name is Fang Lai."
"Hello Comrade Fang, my name is Zhou Yian, and I'm a friend of Song Zhiqing." Zhou Yian said with a smile.
"Hello, Comrade Zhou." Fang looked at Song Songbai and said hello, "So we're friends."
What I mean is, you are so useless.
Song Songbai ignored his teasing and patiently said to Zhou Yian, "Fang Lai is good at developing photos. You can leave it to him without worry."
"Okay." Zhou Yian handed him the camera. "Can I get it today?"
"Sure, I'll wash it for you expeditely." Fang Lai took it. "You guys can go to the park or watch a movie, and then come pick it up when the time comes."
As they walked out of the store, Song Songbai asked, "Where do you want to go? Do you want to watch a movie?"
"look."
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The cinema opens at ten o'clock.
The time was just right, so Zhou Yian chose "Peacekeeper" which he didn't have to wait for.
It tells the story of Captain Shen, a PLA soldier who originally wanted to take off his military uniform and work in the local area to serve the people.
But the division commander told him that although the war was over, the reactionaries were not reconciled to their defeat, and it was not advisable to underestimate the enemy.
After listening to this, Captain Shen was deeply touched. He realized that power comes from the barrel of a gun, and one's own power is very important.
That night, the division headquarters received an enemy report that some enemy spies were planning to burn the bridge and escape from the sea. They ordered Battalion Commander Shen to lead his men to seize the bridge before dawn and wipe out the enemy without letting a single one escape.
After watching this drama, Zhou Yian finally understood why he was mistaken for a spy when he was in Beijing.
There were movies and some written propaganda, and the idea of enemy spies was deeply rooted in people's minds at this time.
That’s why we had the Little Red Guards and the like, to purge the scum among the masses.
All I can say is that the original intention was good, but people are fickle and selfish, which is why everyone says they are bad.
Zhou Yian felt uneasy again when he thought about this. Zhou's father had overseas connections, although it was likely that they could not be investigated.
What about that small probability?
Zhou Yian frowned and asked Song Songbai, "You said yesterday that your father was a soldier? Then why don't you like being a soldier?"
"Because my father is a soldier, national affairs are the most important in his eyes, and my mother and I are secondary. I haven't seen him much since I was a child," Song Songbai said with a cold expression and pursed thin lips.
"Even when my mother was seriously ill and wanted to see him for the last time, he was not available."
"I don't want to become like him, nor do I want my future wife," he stared at her with deep affection in his eyes, "to become like my mother, exhausting herself in longing day after day."
Zhou Yian was moved by his beauty.
She grabbed his hand and comforted him, "You look like a good wife and mother, no, a good husband and father."
Song Songbai's enthusiasm was interrupted by these two inappropriate idioms, and many words were stuck in his throat.
I could only sigh and say, "Let's go and eat."
Zhou Yian surrounded Song Songbai and chattered.
"Oh, Brother Song, I didn't mean it."
"Don't be angry."
“Brother, brother, brother.”
"Shut up."
"Okay, Brother Song."
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