Zhou Cheng: "Since you don't want to be interviewed, let's just take more photos and put them in the newspaper."
Today, newspapers and radio and television are combined into one entity. Strictly speaking, newspapers are even more influential.
Miao Qing: "That's a great idea! Photos are more convincing than words. We can definitely make this issue a success!"
Zhou Cheng then suggested, "How about we start filming from the First Production Team? The cement road, the fruit trees and terraced fields halfway up the mountain. Just thinking about it is shocking."
Miao Qing also said, "I think the school deserves a separate section, especially the mental state of the people attending the lectures. To be honest, I'm a little envious."
Suddenly I felt that one roll of film was not enough!
After the two of them finished discussing, they couldn't wait to take pictures.
At school, Yueyue successfully transferred to the third grade and was in the same class as Anan and Ningning.
Ningning was very happy: "Sister Yueyue, it's great that you turned around. We can sit together from now on."
Nowadays, desks are not independent, but have two desk pockets that can accommodate two children. Therefore, everyone has a fixed deskmate.
When the children had a quarrel, they would draw a line in the middle of their desks, which was called the "38th dividing line."
This is how you divide your territory, and no one can cross the line.
An An: "Qin Jingning, is it really okay to say this in front of your brother?"
Even so, An An accepted his fate and packed up his things. As a boy, he didn't care about two girls.
The two little girls were laughing happily. Miao Qing, who had just walked to the classroom door, found it very pleasing to the eyes and pressed the shutter!
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The Beijing Military Region compound, Commander Peng’s home.
The family was having dinner after get off work.
Bloomberg led a little girl of eight or nine years old into the house.
Zhuo Qiang put down his chopsticks and asked his son, "Whose child is this? Why did he bring his family home?"
Peng Bo pushed the child forward and explained, "Mom, I adopted this child. Let's call her Nuannuan, right?"
Ever since Nuannuan disappeared, what kind of life has the family been living in these years? It's too depressing. He must do something to change the current situation.
"What did you say?" Wan Jingjing stood up suddenly, raised her voice, and her tone was full of disbelief!
"You want her to replace our daughter? What about our daughter?"
"Do you want me to call her Nuan Nuan every day and forget about my own child?"
Peng Bo reached for his wife's hand and said, "Jingjing, don't get excited. I've been thinking about this for a long time. We need a child so that we can live a normal life."
Wan Jingjing shook off her husband's hand and asked Peng Zhendong and Zhuo Qiang, "Dad, Mom, do you think so too?"
Peng Zhendong sighed: "Beng Bo, why didn't you discuss this with us in advance?"
Peng Bo said helplessly, "Dad, you know Jingjing is almost going crazy. Have we discussed this matter? We can only act first and ask for your permission later."
Zhuo Qiang hesitated and said, "That can't be called Nuan Nuan!"
She held that chubby little ball in her arms for two years like her own sweetheart, and she will probably never forget him for the rest of her life.
Wan Jingjing shook her head frantically, "I disagree! It's fine for us to provide some financial support for this child. But if we raise her, everyone will slowly forget about Nuannuan. What will happen to my Nuannuan then?"
Peng Bo's tone also became aggressive: "Then what do you want me to do? You don't want to have any more children. We in the Peng family must always cultivate the next generation."
"Jingjing, we love Nuannuan too, but we also care about you. How many years has it been since you smiled happily?"
Wan Jingjing looked at her husband and her in-laws, who had become more relaxed, and sat down dejectedly, tears streaming down her face.
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The first production team's villagers' classroom.
Pan Yongming, Zhou Xuefeng, Yang Jijun and Xiao Gang sat in the last row of the classroom, listening to the lecture attentively.
Today, Mr. Qi will talk about geography.
"Everyone, please be quiet. Today, we're going to talk about geopolitics, or geographical politics. Let's take North Korea as an example."
After Mr. Qi finished speaking, he hand-drew a simple map of China and North Korea on the blackboard, and roughly marked the Asian continent and the Pacific Ocean.
The villagers had seen Mr. Qi's map-making skills so many times they were used to it. But Pan Yongming and the others in the back row were stunned. A hand-drawn map, how amazing was that!
The villagers below began to discuss, "North Korea is right next to us, it's our neighbor?" "Why is this country so small?"
When Mr. Qi finished his painting, he raised his hand. Everyone automatically fell silent.
"Mr. Zhang has previously told us about the Battle of Baekgang during the Tang Dynasty, the Wanli Korean War during the Ming Dynasty, and the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 during the late Qing Dynasty. Do you all remember them?"
"What these wars have in common is that they are all about protecting North Korea. So why should we protect North Korea?"
"The Korean Peninsula's environment isn't particularly good. Most of it is mountainous and plateau, with only 20 percent being plains. The climate is also poor, with very little rainfall. So why have foreign powers always coveted this place?"
Pan Yongming, Zhou Xuefeng, Yang Jijun and Xiao Gang originally just wanted to listen.
But now I was brought in involuntarily.
The limitations of the times led to weak dissemination of knowledge, and no one had popularized these things to them.
Then Mr. Qi continued, "If you look closely at this place, you will find that it is on the edge of the Asian continent and is close to the Pacific Ocean."
"So, can these Asian continental countries use it to attack maritime countries? Can maritime countries use it as a springboard to invade land powers?"
One villager exclaimed in surprise: "Oh my God...is this piece of land so important?"
Qi Lao said: "So, we must protect it, it is our barrier."
A villager shouted, "Isn't this the relationship between the mouth and teeth? It's just like what our Chinese teacher said, 'When the lips are gone, the teeth are cold!'"
Mr. Qi smiled and said, "This student said it well! It seems that everyone is good at Chinese."
The villagers laughed along.
Then Mr. Qi continued, "From 1950 to 1953, our People's Volunteer Army and the Korean People's Army, at the cost of their lives and blood, drove the US-led 'United Nations Army' back to the 38th parallel. This is the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea!"
In the classroom, the villagers stood up one by one, and loud applause broke out, rising and falling continuously.
"Why does what Mr. Qi said make me want to cry?"
"Me too. That's why it's said that only when you have a country can you have a home!"
"Salute to our volunteer army comrades! They are so great."
"The village chief said last time that part of the village's income would be donated to the orphans of martyrs. What do you mean by 'later'? Let's start donating this year."
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Pan Yongming and others stood up and applauded.
Amidst the noise, listening to the villagers' discussions, the shock in my heart was long-lasting and profound.
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