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During the Taiping period, the summer in Peiping was very lovely.From the time when the cherries from the Ming Tombs came out of the market to when the jujubes turned a little red, this is the history of the fruit—look, the green apricots are packed in a small cattail basket the size of a fist before the pits harden, and they are mixed with "sugar syrup" "Sold to ladies and children together.Slowly, the core of the apricot has hardened, but the skin is still green, and the vendors shouted one after another: "A big plate, such a big apricot!" water, and the old people had no choice but to touch their active teeth and smile miserably.Soon, the half-green and half-red "soil" Xing'er with red hangings came out of the market.And the voice of yelling became musical, as if the red beauty of the fruit peel inspired the vendors.Then, all kinds of apricots came to the market to compete: some were big and dark yellow, some were small and red, some had thick skins and a strong taste, and some had small and refreshing kernels—even the kernels were sweet.Finally, the well-known "white apricot" came out of the market under the cover of tissue paper, and the apricot season ended like a late bloomer.When the apricots hadn't been cut off, Xiao Taozi had already tilted her red mouth and wanted to replace them.The apricots are gone.All kinds of peaches, round, flat, blood red, all green, light green with a red spine, hard, soft, large and juicy, and small and brittle, all came to Peking to give them People's eyes, nose, mouth to enjoy.Red plums, jade plums, bonuses and tiger carts come one after another.People can see green, red, frosted and shiny fruits on a load, and the peddler can fully display his guttural voice, yelling out a bunch of them in one breath—"Buy plums, Rock sugar-flavored fruits are here; those who drink water, big peaches are here; crisp and sweet big sand fruits are here..."

When each kind of fruit is ripe, the countrymen who come down from the mountain will carry long baskets to cover the fruits tightly, and call out in a clumsy, simple voice every half a day: "Big apple, or Big peaches.What they sell are real "homegrown" mountain products.The appearance of their people and the authenticity of their goods make people in Peiping imagine orchards on the green hills to the west and north, and feel a little poetic. Pears, dates and grapes all came late, but their variety and quality did not make them indifferent to Peking people because of their late arrival.Peking people are proud of their big white dates, small white pears and milk grapes.Seeing pear jujubes, people have the feeling of "one leaf knows autumn", and they start to dry their jackets and wash their padded robes.

The hottest season is also the season when the population of Peking is the most blessed.Besides fruits, there are melons!There are many kinds of watermelons, and there are also many kinds of cantaloupe.Although watermelon is beautiful, it has to lose one step to cantaloupe in terms of fragrance.Moreover, the classification of cantaloupe seems to be intended to "win over the public"—the silvery white, crispy and sweet "croissant honey" if it is suitable for elegant ladies, and the hard and thick "three" with green skin and golden flesh. "Bai" and "Ha Toad Crisp" are suitable for young and strong people to try their mouth, and "Old Man Le", as the name suggests, is for the old people who have no teeth.

During the Duanyang Festival, rich people can taste the tender lotus root in Tangshan.The fresh lotus root is also out of the market a little later, even if you are not very rich, you can also taste the "ice bowl" - a large bowl of ice, covered with a young lotus leaf, with fresh water chestnuts and fresh walnuts on the leaves. , fresh almonds, fresh lotus root, and muskmelon are fragrant, fresh, clear, cold, and wine dishes.Those who can't afford ice bowls, can't they still buy some water chestnut and chicken head rice, and taste the "freshness"? If the immortals only ate some fresh fruit and did not use fire and food, the immortal's cave on the ground should be Beiping!

The weather is hot, but it is quite cool in the morning and evening, and we can still work.Those who can enjoy it, put a refrigerator in the house and set up a pergola in the yard, so that he will not be attacked by the heat.If he doesn't want to be at home, he can go boating in the lotus pond in Beihai, or drink tea or play chess under the old cypress trees in Taimiao and Zhongshan Park. On the more "ordinary" side, in the willow canopy on the shore of Shichahai, you can also enjoy a half-day tea, sip a few pieces of sour plum cake, or sip a bowl of eight-treasure lotus leaf porridge.Those who are willing to be free and easy can take a fishing rod and go to the west side of Jishuitan or Gaoliang Bridge, under the ancient willows by the river, to fish for half a day.It's so lively, it's a good time to listen to the opera, the hotter the weather, the better the opera, the famous actors all sing double.It was almost late at night when the theater ended, and the cool breeze, the cool breeze blowing from the locust tree and the lotus pond, would refresh one's spirits, and feel that it was not wrong to suffer the suffocation at four or five o'clock in the theater, so Then he walked home happily humming "Shiro Visits His Mother" or something.It's hot, and people can escape it!Avoid it at home, in the park, and out of town.If you want to go a few steps further, you can also go to Xishan Reclining Buddha Temple, Biyun Temple, and Jingyi Garden to live for a few days.Even on this small hill, people may meet an imperial chef in a wild tea house or a small restaurant by chance, and cook two dishes or snacks that the emperor likes to eat.

Even in Qi's house, although there is no ceiling, refrigerator, ice bowl and eight-treasure lotus leaf porridge, everyone can still feel the loveliness of summer.Every morning when Old Man Qi opens the door, he can see his blue, white, red, and face-scratching morning glories, with dew, upturned on the trumpet with pistils, as if to sing Like a song in honor of the Creator.There may be a red dragonfly on his squash flower.He doesn't have the habit of going to parks and Beihai, but after taking a nap, he can walk slowly to Huguo Temple.On the days when there is no temple fair in the Temple of Heavenly Kings there, there are commentaries on "Shi Gong An"; the elderly can make a pot of tea and listen to the book a few times.The temples there are tall and deep, and there is always a gentle breeze, which can teach the elderly to escape the heat.When the sun was setting in the west, he walked back slowly and brought back one or two pieces of pea yellow or two or three melons for Xiao Shun'er and Niuzi.Xiao Shun'er and Niuzi were always under the big pagoda tree, picking pagoda flowers while waiting for the food from their great-grandpa and great-grandpa.After the old man entered the door, there was shade under the west wall, so he moved a small stool and sat under the jujube tree, drinking the mung bean soup made by Xiao Shun'er's mother.Dinner is eaten in the shade of the western wall.The dishes may just be tofu mixed with Chinese toon, or pickled king melon with shallots, but the old man will never be picky.He was born in Kuli, and felt that tofu and king melon were just right for him.After the meal, the old man rested for a while, then picked up the earthen pot and watering can, and went to water his flowers and plants.After finishing this work, before it was dark, he would sit under the eaves and watch the bats flying low with Xiao Shunzi, or tell one or two stories that were not very interesting, and they had been told countless times .In this way, the old man's day is over.

In summer, Mrs. Tianyou's breath is better, and she can do things that don't require much effort.When eating dumplings, she sat on the kang and helped to wrap them; she wrapped them very carefully, and there must be flowers on the edges of the dumplings.She also helps to dry spinach and eggplant skins, dry them and hide them for dumpling stuffing next year.When eating pumpkins and watermelons, she would dry the melon seeds on the window sill, and wait until the rainy day to buy candy beans, so that she could fry some for the children and occupy their mouths.These little maneuvers made her temporarily forget about the threat of death.Sometimes when relatives and friends come and see her working, they must praise her too much, and she will lazily reply: "Oh, I'm alive again! But, who knows what will happen in winter!"

Even Xiao Shun'er's mother, although she still has to cook and wash clothes for everyone in the hot dog days, she can still spare a little time to enjoy the leisure that only summer can get.She can buy two tuberoses at the door and put them on her hair to scent herself; or she can find a little nail grass, smash it with alum, hold Niuzi's little hands, and dye her nails red. Ruixuan has no hobbies and doesn't like excitement. He can fully enjoy the "Qing" blessing in one summer vacation. He can borrow a book and spend half a day in the Beiping library, and then go to Beihai to make a hallway and leave the back door of Beihai , By the way, take a look at Shichahai.He refused to sit down to drink tea, but only enjoyed a bowl of iced sour plum soup when he was extremely thirsty.Sometimes, when he was happy, he might rent a seat by the river outside Xizhimen and read Shelley or Shakespeare under Liu Meng.If he had brought Xiao Shunzi with him, Xiao Shunzi would have brought back a few gold silk lotus leaves and lantern water plants, and when he got home, he would have asked his grandfather to buy him two little goldfishes.

The blessings of Xiao Shunzi and Niuzi are almost greater than anyone else's in summer.First, they can go barefoot without socks, and just wear a pair of workman's pants.Second, there is really nothing else to play, they still have two big pagoda trees outside the door.Picking up Sophora japonica, they can ask their grandmother to weave two small flower baskets.Tired of playing with the locust worm, you can also search for the "King Kong" that the locust worm has turned into in the roots and corners of the wall; the King Kong's head can turn, and when you ask it which is east or which is west, it will turn around silently turn around!Third, summer meals may be simpler due to the heat, but you can steal a king melon in the kitchen when you have to.Besides, melons, pears, and peaches are constantly being bought. Xiao Shun'er has declared more than once: "Eat three hundred peaches a day, and if I don't eat, I'll do it too!" "Beef tendon comes with peas, and beans come with dry and fragrant"?What an exciting thing that was, Xiao Shun'er covered his head with a torn tarpaulin, barefoot, stepped on the water, went to the door to buy peas boiled with prickly ash.The pea seller was wearing a bamboo hat with the trousers rolled up to his legs, holding a bamboo basket.The peas are measured in a small wine cup, one for a small wine cup.After buying it, I sat on the bed and shared the food with Niuzi; Niuzi's share must not be as delicious as his, because Niuzi didn't venture outside to buy it!When the rain clears up, look, swarms of dragonflies are flying in the courtyard, and there are rainbows of seven colors in the sky!

But, but, this summer, there is only heat, without any other benefits.Old man Qi lost his flowers and plants, lost his peace, and lost his interest in listening to books in the Palace of Heavenly Kings.How many times did Xiao Shun'er's mother persuade him to drink some tea to relieve boredom, but his answer was always "In this day and age, do you still want to listen to idle books?" Although Mrs. Tianyou is in better health, she has nothing to do.Dry spinach?You can't even buy the spinach you eat every day, and you still buy a large amount to dry it?The gates of the city were closed every three days and once every two days, so vegetables could not enter the city every day.When it came to the first epidemic prevention, even eggplants and pumpkins were sprinkled with lime water on the gate of the city, and they rotted in a while.Therefore, the city was shut down once, the epidemic was prevented once, and the prices of vegetables were raised once, making vegetables more expensive than meat!She felt that there was no need to think too far away to live such a life. Do you want to eat dumplings stuffed with dried vegetables during the Chinese New Year?Let's talk about it in the New Year!Who knows where prices will go up in the new year and what the world will look like!She was too lazy to get up.Xiao Shun'er didn't even dare to play alone outside the door.The two old locust trees were still there, and "King Kong" was still waiting for him in the corner, but he dared not go out again.On the 1st, two Japanese families moved in. There were two men, two young women, an old woman, and two eight or nine-year-old boys.Since they moved here, the first person to feel oppressed is Inspector Bai.Guan Xiaohe pretended to be the superintendent inspector. He ordered the inspector Bai to clean the alleys, told the neighbors not to teach the children to pee and shit under the locust tree, told him that a street lamp should be placed on the locust tree, and told him to tell him to pour water. No matter how dry the weather is or how dry the well is, there must be enough water for No. 1——"Tell you, Inspector, the Japanese have to take a bath every day, and they use a lot of water! Others The water can not be poured, but the number one can't be missing!"

Other people in the alley, although not directly oppressed so much, felt very threatened mentally.Peiping people, because Peiping has been the capital of the country for hundreds of years, will not be xenophobic.People in the Sheepfold will never discriminate against a family of Englishmen or Turks.However, they felt uneasy about these two Japanese families; they knew that these two families first destroyed Peiping and then moved here.They must admit that their neighbor is also their conqueror!They have heard more or less how the Japanese destroyed Korea, how they seized Taiwan, and how they abused the enslaved Goryeo and Taiwanese.Now, the tortured slaves have brought people from Korea and Taiwan before them!Besides, Xiaoyangquan is a very inconspicuous alley; Japanese people have come here, and it is likely that Peiping will indeed belong to the Japanese!They intuitively felt that these two families were not only neighbors, but also detectives!Taking a look at No. 1, they seemed to see a big time-delayed explosive bomb! The two men in number one are small businessmen in their thirties.Every morning they would take their two children—both wearing only a pair of tiny underpants—to practice morning exercises under the pagoda tree.The order for morning exercises was broadcasted, and probably all the Japanese in the city had to exercise their bodies at this time. Around seven o'clock, the two children, carrying their schoolbags, ran down the street like arrows, squeezed through people's laps and onto the tram.They don't seem to get into the car, but they are nailed into the car like two wooden pegs.No matter how many people are in and out of the car, they must squeeze in.After school, the two of them occupied the "gourd chest" of the lamb pen: they raced, they climbed trees, they rolled on the ground, and they fought--sometimes their heads were bleeding.They can play however they want, as if they were born to be the masters of this piece of shade.Whichever house they would like to scale, or whichever dog they would kill with a knife, they would do it without hesitation.The women of their house smiled at them forever, as if the two of them were a pair of little gods.Even when the two of them were beaten badly, they only came out very politely to caress their wounds, but did not dare to reprimand them.The two of them are Japanese boys, and Japanese boys must be future "heroes" who will kill without batting an eyelid. The two men went out around eight o'clock in the morning and came back around five o'clock in the afternoon.They always go in and out together, talking in low voices as they go.Even if they meet a dog, they will definitely stop talking immediately and give it a look with the corner of their eyes.They all want to hold their chests high, defiantly, and walk with German-style neat and loud steps; but when they meet people, they instinctively lower their heads, as if they are a bit ashamed.They don't greet their neighbors, and their neighbors don't greet them. They seem to feel lonely, and they seem to be enjoying some kind of fun that is unique to them.In the whole alley, only Guan Xiaohe interacted with them.Xiaohe would take a few melons, a bouquet of flowers, or two catties of yellow croaker croakers every three days to "visit" No. 1.They hadn't given him a gift.Xiaohe's only reward was that when he came out of their gate, they would send him out from the whole family and bow him deeply.His bow was deeper than theirs.His bow is almost a treat.After bowing, he has to walk home very slowly, in order to show the neighbors that he just came out from number one, and even though he came out from number one, he can still hold his breath!Even if he didn't go to give presents on the first day, he still made an appointment to hang around under the locust tree when they were about to come back, so that he could wait to bow to them.If he met those two unloved children under the locust tree, he would definitely pay respect to them and play with them.The two children were rude, and sometimes they ran from a long distance and hit him in the stomach with all their strength, making him grinning uncontrollably; He was not in a hurry either, but still patted their heads with a smile.If any neighbors came over, he would say, "Two dolls are so fun! So fun!" The neighbors couldn't agree more with Mr. Guan's "too interesting".They hated those two children, at least as much as they hated Mr. Guan.The two children not only headbutted Mr. Guan, but also others.What they are most proud of is bumping into the four mothers and the children.They have knocked down the four mothers more than once, and they have used all the children in the alley as their head testers.They knocked Xiao Shun'er down, then rode on him, grabbing his hair as a rein.Xiao Shun'er, a Chinese kid, only calls mom when in danger! Xiao Shun'er's mother ran out.Her eyes lit up when she saw Xiao Shun'er turned into a horse.On weekdays, she is not a woman who protects the calf; when Xiao Shun'er started a fight with other children, she would probably bring Shun'er home, and never put the fault on other children's head.Today, she can't do that anymore.Xiao Shun'er was being ridden by a Japanese child.If the Japanese hadn't captured Beiping, she might not have been so angry, but would have said openly: Children are always children, and of course Japanese children can be mischievous.Now, she thought of another way to go up. She thought that the Japanese destroyed Beiping, so Japanese children dared to bully people like this.She was unwilling to drag the child back honestly.She ran over, reached out and grabbed the "knight" by the neck, and swung it out; the knight fell to the ground.Reaching out her hand again, she grabbed Xiao Shun'er.Holding Xiao Shun'er's hand, she waited to see if the two little enemies dared to counterattack again.The two Japanese children looked at her and started walking home without saying a word.She thought they must be going to tell the adults and come out to reason.She waits for them.They didn't come out.She relaxed a little, and began to scold Xiao Shun'er: "Don't you have arms? Don't you know how to beat them? You pussy!" Xiao Shun'er cried again, very sadly. "Cry! Cry! You will cry!" She angrily dragged him into the house. Old Man Qi was dissatisfied with Yunmei making enemies like this, and she became even more angry.She would never contradict the old people; today, she seemed to have an uncontrollable anger that made her forget the usual rules.Yes, her voice is not high, but anyone can hear her tenacity and fury: "I don't care! If they were not Japanese children, I would just smile and pull them down! Since they are Japanese children, I would Fight them!" Seeing that his daughter-in-law was really angry, the old man didn't dare to say anything more, but he pulled Xiao Shun'er into his room and told him: "Isn't it okay to play in the yard? Why go out and make trouble? They are powerful, don't take advantage of your immediate disadvantages." , my dear!" In the evening, as soon as Ruixuan entered the door, old man Qi told him softly: "Xiao Shun'er's mother got into trouble!" Ruixuan was startled.He knew that Yunmei was not someone who would cause trouble casually, and it would be difficult for those who are unwilling to cause trouble once they do. "What's the matter?" he asked eagerly. The old man described the battle under the locust tree in detail. Ruixuan smiled: "Don't worry, grandpa, it's okay, it's okay! It's good to teach Xiao Shun'er how to fight!" Old man Qi didn't quite understand his grandson's intentions, and he wasn't very happy with his understatement.In his opinion, he should take his great-grandson to No. 1 to apologize.He was just a young man when the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded Beiping. He was used to seeing that even princes, ministers, and even the Queen Mother and the emperor would not dare to provoke foreigners.Now that the Japanese have invaded Beiping again, he thought that the situation today should be the same as it was forty years ago!However, he didn't say anything more, it was inconvenient for him to argue with his grandson because of his carelessness. Yunmei also reported it, her words and demeanor were more impressive than her grandfather's.Her anger has not completely dissipated, her eyes are very bright, and there are two small red spots on her cheekbones.After hearing this, Ruixuan also smiled.He didn't want to take this little thing to heart. However, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.He didn't expect Yunmei to be so angry and brave.He was not only satisfied with her behavior, but also felt that he should admire her.From her small performance, he can see that no matter how honest a person is, when he is forced to do nothing, he will resist.He felt that Yunmei's actions, in essence, were almost in the same category as the resistance of Mr. Qian, Qian Zhongshi, and Master Liu.Yes, he saw Guan Xiaohe and Ruifeng, but he also saw Mr. Qian and Ruiquan.In darkness, the need for light is more urgent.It is precisely because China has been invaded that the Chinese will open their eyes and light up the lights in their hearts! One summer, his heart was always soaked in sorrow, big and small things made him embarrassed and uneasy.He had almost forgotten how to laugh.The summer vacation in the embassy was not as long as that in the school, and he lost the opportunity to study in the library in previous summers, although he also knew that even if he had that opportunity, it was still a question of whether he could study with peace of mind.Eight out of ten times when he went in and out of the house in the morning and afternoon, he would run into the two Japanese men.It is true that since the fall of Nanjing, there have been many Japanese in Beiping, and you can meet them anywhere; however, meeting them in your own alley seems to be another kind of embarrassment.When he met them, he didn't know what to do.He didn't bother to nod or bow to them, but it was inconvenient to glare at each other.He had no choice but to look around first when he was about to go out or enter an alley.If they were in front, he slowed down; if they were behind, he walked a few steps faster.Although it was a trivial matter, he felt awkward; it wasn't awkward, but he lost the freedom of going in and out.He also knew that as time passed, his intentional avoidance of them would attract their attention, and the Japanese, no matter what they were doing, must be detectives! On Sundays, he was particularly sad.Xiao Shun'er and Niu Zi kept arguing: "Dad! Let's have fun! It's been so long since I went to the park to see monkeys! Ten Thousand Livestock Farm is also great, take the tram, go out of the city, and see elephants!" He couldn't refuse Xiao Shun'er. The demands of my sons and daughters, but I also know that parks, Beihai, the Temple of Heaven, and the Ten Thousand Animals Garden are completely Japanese worlds on Sundays.Japanese women, those little magnetic dolls who are always smiling, are all dressed up beautifully, holding or carrying children, carrying wine bottles and food boxes; Japanese men, those guys who are always seductive with their eyes, also dress up, or Deliberately not dressing up, empty-handed, taking their women who will always be slaves, and jumping boys, go to various parks in groups, occupying the best places with scenery or flowers and trees, showing their aggressive force.They all carry wine, and wine makes the little ones feel great.After drinking, they went crazy everywhere, throwing wine bottles in the middle of the road or in flower ponds. At the same time, those boring men and women, like Da Chibao and Ruifeng, were also colorfully dressed and crowded around the park.They dress well, laugh boringly, eat and drink, and perform ninety-degree bows in places where Japanese men and women live.They seem to be very happy to show their culture, the culture of the subjugated country, so as to teach the Japanese to invade boldly.The saddest ones are those young people who were sons and sisters before the death of the city, but still indifferent after the death of the city, and they are still carrying their lovers, rowing boats, or with their arms around their waists, singing love songs in their mouths.Their money has taught them to only buy happiness and forget that there is a dying country. Ruixuan couldn't bear to see these phenomena.He had to stay at home and get through Sunday without saying a word.He felt very sorry for Xiao Shun'er and Niu Zi, but there was no good way. It was very easy to get through Sunday, but it was another difficulty to go to work on Monday.He couldn't hide from Mr. Fushan.Mr. Fu Shan refused to leave Peiping even during the summer vacation.He thought that Beiping itself was the best place to cool off.Qingdao, Moganshan, Beidaihe? "Pfft!" He breathed out first. "Those places don't look like China at all! If I wanted to see foreign houses and things, wouldn't I go back to England?" He refused to leave.He felt that the lotus in Zhonghai and Beihai, the peony in Zhongshan Park, and the lilac, pomegranate, oleander, and miscellaneous flowers in his own small garden were enough for him to enjoy. "Peking itself is a big flower," he said, "The Forbidden City and the Three Seas are the heart of the flower, and the rest are the petals and calyx. The White Pagoda in Beihai is the stamen protruding into the sky! There are trees and flowers too!" He refused to go to cool off, so even if he had no business to do, he would go to the embassy to have a look.As soon as he came, he always poked a few more small wounds on Ruixuan's "heart disease". "Oh! An Qing is also lost!" Mr. Fu Shan told Rui Xuan face to face. Mr. Fu Shan, really, has no intention of embarrassing Ruixuan.He really cares about China, so he can't help but provide the news of the day.He is by no means gloating, and is willing to listen and speak the news of China's failure.However, in Ruixuan, even though he knew Mr. Fu Shan very well, he still felt that there was a hard thorn in Mr. Fu Shan's words.What's more, "Oh Hou! The Madang Fortress is over!" "Oh Hou, Jiujiang street battle!" Couldn't look up.He had to lower his head, admit that it was the truth, and dare not look at Mr. Fu Shan openly. He has many words to explain that the Sino-Japanese war will never end in a short period of time, so as long as the war continues, China will have great hope.Every time he hears Mr. Fushan's report, he wants to take out his words that have been turned hundreds of thousands of times in his heart and tell Mr. Fushan.However, he must know that the old man likes to debate, and during the debate, the old man will temporarily hide his sympathy for China, and criticize everything in China viciously.The old man has the habit of arguing for the sake of arguing.The old gentleman would call his - Ruixuan's - theories and opinions "almost superstitious prejudices"! Therefore, he closed his mouth tightly, preventing the words in his heart from overflowing.This made him panic, but in the end it was better than a tit-for-tat verbal battle with Mr. Fushan.He knew that an Englishman, even one who loves the Orient, like Mr. Fushan, must be practical.Revolutionary theory and revolutionary action, like fire, can come out of Russia, France, and Ireland, but never in England.The British never dream.In this way, if the words in Ruixuan's heart are spoken out, Mr. Fushan can only sneer and shake his head, because what he said is that a big country wants to use the spirit of rebellion to rejuvenate itself, and it must be regarded as a dream by Mr. Fushan .He didn't want to spend more time talking, just talking in sleep. By hiding the words like this, he felt their preciousness even more.He thought that "Song of Righteousness" and Yue Wumu's "Manjianghong" were probably made in this way-the anger and belief that it was inconvenient to tell others were pressed into many diamonds, each with a flower.However, he also knew that before they became diamonds, he would feel lonely and depressed. Rumors of peace abound.The newspapers in Peking unanimously advocated peace, and people in the diplomatic circles of various countries almost all believed that as long as the Japanese invaded Wuhan, the national government would not move the capital again.Even Mr. Fushan thought that peace was not far away.He didn't like the Japanese, but he thought it would be nice if the Chinese he loved would shed less blood.He hinted this meaning to Ruixuan several times, but Ruixuan didn't make a sound.From Ruixuan's point of view, if there is peace this time, Japan will launch a second invasion soon; and Japan's second invasion will not only kill more Chinese, but also drive the British and Americans out of China.Ruixuan said in his heart: "By that time, even Mr. Fushan will have to pack his luggage!" Even though he thought so, he was extremely uneasy.What if there is a real peace?Reconciliation at this time is the death of North China.Just don't mention state affairs, what should he do?Could it be that he really lived a lifetime under the noses of the Japanese?So he liked to hear, even the smallest things, about resistance and hard work.He also likes to hear about the fight between Xiao Ruyunmei and two Japanese children.It wasn't madness, he thought, but a proper attitude for someone who didn't want to be a slave.Justice and truth will not be seen without bloodshed and resistance.Therefore, he also thought that he should tell Cheng Changshun to escape, and he should persuade Xiao Cui not to think that everything will be fine if he gets in a chartered car.He also wanted to tell John Ding not to treat the "British Mansion" as a hard-core crop; if the UK did not help China, even the "British Mansion" would be bombed by Japan one day. On the first anniversary of 1977, he heard the chairman's broadcast to the military and civilians across the country.It seems that his speculations and hopes about state affairs are not his personal prejudices, but the hopes and demands of the whole of China.He no longer feels alone; his heart beats to the same rhythm as forty million of his fellow man.He knew that Mr. Fu Shan must have heard the broadcast, but he told him on purpose.Unexpectedly, Mr. Fushan did not argue with him, but shook hands with him seriously.He didn't understand what Mr. Fu Shan was thinking, so he had to keep the words he had prepared in his heart.He wanted to say: "The Japanese say that China can be destroyed in three months, but we have been fighting for a year. We continue to resist, and our continued resistance will increase our hope of victory. War is two things. As long as Those who are beaten dare to fight back, and the situation of the battle will definitely change. Changes bring hope, and hope creates confidence!" Although he didn't say this, he thought to himself that maybe Mr. Fu Shan was like that Father Dou. Although they were friendly on the surface, they were Westerners after all, and among the Westerners, Ninety-nine out of a hundred worshiped—maybe more or less worshiped—force.He even wanted to see Father Dou again, to see if Father Dou also shook hands with him seriously because China had been fighting for a year and wanted to continue to resist?He didn't go to Father Dou, and he didn't know what Mr. Fu Shan was really thinking.He just felt a little happy in his heart, and he could even be said to be proud.He dared to raise his head and look directly at Mr. Fu Shan.From his own pride, he seemed to see that Mr. Fu Shan was proud of the Chinese people.Yes, China's independent resistance is not a miracle, but a fight with guns and guns with real flesh and blood.The Chinese love peace and dare to shed blood for peace. Isn't this something to be proud of?He is no longer afraid of Mr. Fushan's "oh throat". He took half a day off, and the Japanese also commemorated Qi Qi.He couldn't bear to see the Chinese and Chinese students bow to the fallen soldiers of the invaders in front of Tiananmen Square.He must hide at home.He wished he could print out the chairman's broadcast immediately and distribute it to every person in Peiping.However, he neither has the convenience of printing, nor dares to take such a big risk.He sighed, and said to himself: "The country will not perish, but Ruixuan, what effort did you do yourself?"