Chapter 498 I Have Collapsed Shoulders 9
Tiananmen Square in Beijing, this is an extremely grand day.
Twenty-eight gun salutes were fired, the national anthem was played, and the earth shook.
Tens of thousands of people cheered, the Chinese people have stood up, long live the people!
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at the densely packed crowd and his throat was choked.
He heard people around him talking, "There will be an airplane show later, lots of airplanes, our own airplanes."
Thinking about how they were bombed by Japanese planes, they were really risking their lives.
"There will be more and more of them."
Zhang Xiaoshan spoke softly but with confidence. He knew what the future would be like. All the unattainable things would become reality. It was the efforts and dedication of everyone that created the prosperous China.
Zhang Qilin patted Xiaoshan on the shoulder.
But at such a happy moment, Hei Xiazi naturally leaned over to Zhang Xiaoshan's ear and reminded him, "It's time to fulfill your promise, Shanshan."
Zhang Xiaoshan: . . . .
In fact, he never really thought that one day he would sacrifice himself for his motherland.
Although he really didn't think there was anything wrong with the actions of the clan leader and Hei Ye at the beginning, later on even a fool could tell that they had bad intentions.
The main thing is that they naturally penetrated into every aspect of his life.
He can no longer live without them.
Seriously, they are so patient.
I used to say that I would bang my head against the wall for my country, but now it’s the male wall.
He can only persuade himself that many people still like male wall.
He sold it to at least two good looking ones.
It’s not that I hate it, it’s just that I need to prepare myself mentally.
Really, he wasn't afraid of dying, he was just afraid of dying from a painful butt.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to be the boss.
He can't beat them!
If they can win, it means the two poles are reversed.
Do you want to join forces with Hei Ye to fight back against the clan leader? This is possible.
After all, even someone as powerful as Hei Ye can only be regarded as a starting number when he meets the clan leader.
He didn't feel wronged about being the initial number, but as long as he could fight back, Hei Ye would not refuse.
Black Bear: ...
Rejection, what a bullshit! If he could overwhelm the mute, he would have tried it when he had no chance, let alone when he had the chance.
What left, right, up, or down, it’s all a matter of strength.
He and Shanshan teamed up and they didn't believe they couldn't deal with the mute.
Otherwise, it can be said that the two of them have beautiful ideas.
They have no real feeling about the clan leader/mute's strength at all. After all, all they can feel is their daily life.
After all, they have achieved the goal of killing tens of thousands of people over the years, except for a few million heads they are still short.
Since childhood, Zhang Xiaoshan has been puzzled why his country's territory is not the largest.
Our country should be the largest. Next door, where does the next door come from?
On the way back to Lao Zhang's home in the Northeast, Zhang Xiaoshan kept making jokes in an attempt to get away with it.
For example, he always felt that when the old lama and the patriarch were exchanging secret codes, it sounded very interesting.
In fact, it has no meaning. It may sound like Zen, but in reality it is just nonsense.
It's just like when someone asks me where I'm from, and I answer, I came from where I came from, and I'm going to where I'm going.
It's very human-machine.
Zhang Qilin narrowed his eyes, it turned out that Shanshan needed to feel the charm of culture.
Hei Xia Zi was already leaning on the dumb man with laughter. He explained that there is actually a kind of people who like to talk like this, because if not, they can't speak.
Everyone in the world speaks in plain words: either world peace or world nuclear peace.
Zhang Xiaoshan: That makes sense. It makes a lot of sense.
"Don't you think butter tea tastes bad?"
The topic was changed, but Hei Xia Zi immediately understood what he meant. He was still trying to struggle and was trying to say in a roundabout way that they were not suitable.
"We think it tastes good, don't we, Dumb."
"Ah."
Zhang Qilin is no pushover. He is not easy to deceive without losing his memory.
To see if it tastes good or not, take a sip first.
He and the blind man like drinking butter tea very much and are used to it.
Only Zhang Xiaoshan took a sip and stared at the butter tea in a daze. In the end, the blind man drank it.
When Zhang Qilin doesn't lose his memory, he has a very good memory.
The journey home was unexpectedly smooth.
Zhang Xiaoshan was already beating the wooden fish frantically in his heart. Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form.
Fortunately, the first thing I did when I got home was to clean the house. After all, I hadn’t been home for a long time and the house was full of dust.
However, there are a lot of corpses at the door that need to be dealt with, otherwise it will affect the image of the Zhang family.
Some were Japanese, some were Zhang family members, and some were strangers. When looking at some of the bodies, Zhang Xiaoshan's mood became cheerful.
This surprised Zhang Qilin. He was so happy. Did he accept it? It seemed that Xiaoshan's acceptance level was quite good. He said that there were no normal people in the Zhang family.
Zhang Xiaoshan: .
He is not, he didn’t have that, never mind, it’s not normal.
Hei Xia Zi poked the mute and said, "Shan Shan, I have figured it out now."
Zhang Qilin nodded, "I figured it out."
Didn’t you see how enthusiastically they were cleaning?
From the door to the inside, whoever comes home cleans for a whole month.
The Zhang family is finally clean.
As for the rampant chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep during this period, and whether there was anyone to manage the freely growing weeds and grains, these were all minor problems.
The bacon is still there.
The extra ones were locked up, and those needed were killed. They have lost all the flesh on their faces over the years, and they need to be well cared for.
sheep:....
chicken:....
Duck: Quack I'm fine!!!
Niu: I’m fine too.
Finally, he gained some weight back, and Zhang Xiaoshan felt that his days of killing people were just a dream.
Without the spiritual support of the clan leader and Hei Ye, he would have been drowned in this Republic of China. The world here changes too fast, everything happens too fast, and he doesn't know how many of those who fought side by side with them would survive.
This is not a good era, the Republic of China is not good at all.
Only those who have experienced it know.
This is an era of cannibalism.
He would definitely not read anyone's love story about the Republic of China, as it seems too fake.
Also, the patriarch’s carving skills are not good at all. He looks like an artist, but the mechanism is well made, which is outrageous.
When he was drowsy at night, one hand and two hands climbed up his body.
Then he was speechless.
The clan leader has his own rhythm, and Hei Ye has his own rhythm, but he also wants to have his own rhythm.
These two people were pretty nice and were quite gentle to him since it was their first sports activity after all.
If he's not happy, he'll get angry.
But he couldn't get up, he really couldn't get up. Even though the two gentlemen were very gentle, sports activities could not be solved by gentleness.
He must fight back against his ancestors, he just doesn't believe that Hei Ye doesn't want to.
Black Bear: . . . . .
How could it be said that he had fought back and suffered a worse outcome, but it was a story of perseverance.
We can’t say, what if, what if it succeeds.
He must make the dumb cry.
He just didn't believe that the two of them could not succeed if they joined forces.
Zhang Qilin: . . . . .
He went to make porridge.