Zhang Qianhe worriedly warned, "Don't cause any trouble."
There were some things he couldn't say much about and could only guide from the side.
"I know who I am. I am the most prestigious person in our family compound." Li Aihua raised his eyebrows.
"What? Don't say that outside. The brigade commander's wife hasn't said anything yet. Put your tail in right now."
Zhang Qianhe knew the character of his wife and sister, and it really proved the saying that when there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king.
"I understand, I understand," Zhang Ruhua was still quite afraid of Zhang Qianhe.
Don’t be fooled by Zhang Qianhe’s easy-going appearance. She has seen her brother lose his temper, and it’s very scary.
"Okay, let's eat quickly," Zhang Qianhe thought it was just surveillance and he didn't have any other requirements. Now that he had a way in, he was not so impatient.
Surveillance is not a big deal.
Zhang Qian and his son Zhang Jianfeng kept eating without raising their heads, and did not get involved in what was happening between their parents.
After eating, he didn't clean up and went into the house to close the door.
Everyone is used to this kind of behavior from the child.
No one noticed that Zhang Jianfeng looked even more indifferent than before.
Zhang Jianfeng walked into the room with cold and murderous eyes.
Today at school, someone in his class took the opportunity to play a trick on him by spilling ink on his stool and putting frogs and other insects in his desk frame.
None of his classmates knew who had played a prank on him.
But he knew that it was his classmates who deliberately covered up for him and that was why he lost face. This was the first time he had been slapped in the face since he grew up.
When Nie Zheng went to the office, the person at the switchboard gave him a surprise.
I didn't expect that you can't judge a book by its cover.
They are all walking RMB.
It seemed like someone was interfering during the monitoring process.
I didn't hear the rest of the conversation.
"Check if there's anything that can break this shield that's interfering with the enemy, as soon as possible."
After saying this, Nie Zheng smiled mysteriously.
"Brigade Commander, I have specially adjusted the personnel for the line connecting to Commander Zhang. Our people have been watching it, but Commander Zhang has asked someone named Zhang Lili to take over the shift, and they are all scheduled to be on duty at noon." Chief Engineer Hou Saijiang said with some concern.
"It's okay, just let the smart comrades keep an eye on it. Our brothers in other positions will keep a close eye on them," Nie Zheng wanted to see how bad people could be.
"Okay, Captain Nie, I'll be leaving first. There will be too many people here soon and it will be too crowded." Hou Saijiang was worried that it would be inconvenient with too many people.
"Okay, contact me if you have anything. Just work normally. I will find a chance to come and see you." Nie Zheng felt that those people could not be so quiet.
Hou Saijiang took the information and hurried back.
He also didn't expect that there were foreign spies in the ranks of the country's people, and they were his own people.
Have these people forgotten that Unit 731 conducted experiments on living people, killing 300,000 compatriots in Nanjing, and more than 30 million people in other places across the country?
Nie Zheng held the pen and thought about what Liang Qi had told him. He had never doubted his wife.
Even if she is different, she is still his wife.
Is it that the peaceful days have made some people forget and think that it doesn’t matter who rules as long as it suits their interests?
That is totally wrong, because these Japanese imperialists are divided into categories, which means they have an endless supply of living subjects for research.
It is wishful thinking to expect them to make your life happy.
When Nie Zheng thought of this, he felt a chill in his heart. When his wife told him this, her eyes turned red and her hands were clenched and trembling.
He didn't want his descendants or even the people he protected to live in such an environment.
It is necessary for all the people to eradicate traitors.
When I think of what Liang Qi said about cultural invasion in later generations and Japan’s plan to change countries.
This made Nie Zheng more determined to root out the bad elements in the national team.
I also hate those traitors who betray their country for the sake of profit.
Shooting is a light punishment.
Nie Zheng sat in his seat and stared into the distance for a long time without moving.
When Fu Guoqian arrived home, he saw the old man taking out the broom and the rake used to fill the kang.
Fu Guoyuan looked at the two old people with a headache: "Dad, Mom, let's take away the food, clothes and bedding at home. Don't take the other things that are useless."
"No, this cabinet was made for me by your father. I can't throw it away," the old woman touched the cabinet with broken legs and was reluctant to throw it away.
With tears in his eyes.
Fu Guoqian saw that there was not much left to pack.
"Mom, ask my dad to make you another cabinet when I get there. I'll find the materials for you, and it's free," Fu Guoqian said with a smile.
"Well, that's fine too. Anyway, your father is very skillful. He will definitely not take the old ones instead of the new ones." The old lady looked at her husband awkwardly.
"Okay, I'll make you a new cabinet when I get there." The old man was cheerful and didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all.
The wheat here has been distributed, so don't count on the autumn harvest.
My daughter told me that there is water and open space there, and the climate is good.
So they took the seeds with them and planted them there.
"Okay," the old lady stopped muttering.
Go and coax your little grandson.
"Dad, the tickets have been bought and the bus will be here soon. I'll go mail the things first and we'll leave tomorrow." Fu Guoqian looked at his father with a melancholy face.
He knew that the old man was reluctant to leave this place, but he was too far away to do anything about it.
In this village, my parents are from other families and their roots here are not deep, only my great-grandfather and grandfather, two generations.
He was worried about the elderly being here, so he had to take them away.
"Dad, we will come back to visit you when we have time," Fu Guoqian comforted the old man with red eyes.
"It's okay. I just can't bear to leave it like this suddenly. Even though it's hard, I feel at ease." Grandpa Fu's voice was light, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any time.
"Dad, when you get there you can farm your own land. After the harvest, it's like paying public grain. You can give some to the army, and the rest will be yours. You don't have to share it with others." Fu Guoqian hoped that this news would make his parents feel better.
"How can there be such a good policy? Are you sure you are not lying to me? You haven't farmed for many years. This land belongs to the country and is collectively owned," Old Man Fu stared at his son with wide eyes, wondering if he was talking nonsense.
"It's true, absolutely true." Fu Guoqian assured again and again.
"In that case, we'd better leave early. We can plant a new crop when we get there." The old man said happily.
Fu Guoyuan looked at her father, and only her younger brother could persuade him.
The packing was completed quickly, with more than a dozen bags, big and small.
That’s quite a few.
The only people in the village who knew they were leaving were the village party secretary and the team leader; no one else knew.
I only know that their son came back to see the old couple.
I left early in the morning without disturbing anyone.
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