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Sun Changqing is a teacher in the village. There are two or three earthen houses. The daughter-in-law squeezed one and lived in one of them. There is exactly one rearward house left, just to open up for Zhang Shusheng.

I took hot boiled sweet potatoes from my daughter-in-law, and Sun Changqing looked a little embarrassed, so that the son and daughter-in-law who had fortunately helped Zhang Luo clean up the house went to sleep, which was brought to Zhang Shusheng.

"There is nothing to eat in the village. The little brothers are going to fill their stomachs." There was a tung oil lamp that was not much bigger than soybeans. Zhang Shusheng was carrying a parcel and sitting at a shabby table, but his stomach was cooing. After getting up, but the whole night did not drip.

A bowl of two-finger boiled sweet potatoes, a sea bowl of camellia, filled with earthenware bowls I have n’t seen in a long time, but Zhang Shusheng was very grateful. I ate them clean and tasted really good. Although the sweet potatoes are small, they eat But it smells fragrant. Then he wiped his lips and was ready to talk to this old gentleman.

"Thank you, Mr. Sun, for your hospitality, the boy is really grateful."

"Where and where. It's just that we in Lishuping are poorer. You, a student full of foreign ink, are aggrieved." Sun Changqing pinched the dry tobacco pot, there was no shredded tobacco in it, and sighed, "It's all this The world is harmful. "

"..."

Zhang Zhangsheng's history is okay. Although I know it is 1915, I don't know what it means in 1915. Some vague impressions are also vague. At this time, he was so envious of the traversers in those novels, all of whom were supernatural, and the historical events, big and small, flowed backwards. I only remembered the approximate things, and I had to answer, "Yeah, the north is so bad. Some people just want power, but they don't care about the people's lives."

"People? When did Yuan Yuan take us seriously? The big ones don't say," Twenty-one are betraying the country, but the slogans of refuting the bereavement and insulting the country are everywhere. In the small aspect, warlords are fighting, bandits Again and again, hey ... "

Maybe it's because of Mr. Jiaoshu. Although he is in a small village, Sun Changqing is obviously more worried than people in other times. The big side is worried about the country and the people, and the small side is concerned about their belly. They are both knowledgeable and non-speakers. Listening to the feelings of this troubled student, it also stirred up the mentality in his heart that has not been finally worn away.

"In this world, you ca n’t survive if you collect less and collect more than three or five fights. The world is harmful." After listening to Sun Changqing, Zhang Shusheng remembered that this year was a big day in the early period of the Republic of China. After preparing to sell his country, he became emperor himself, but nothing happened, and he was furious the next year.

Sun Changqing stunned the dry tobacco pot, picked up the dry tobacco bag and carefully added a cigarette, and asked, "What did the little brother learn?"

"Mr. Sun Lao just called me Zhang Shusheng." Zhang Shusheng asked in his heart, and it seemed to be something. I thought that if he said he was engaged in technology, he would probably be out of play. It seems that he has to say something else: Soon, in addition to a certain understanding of subjects such as arithmetic, astronomy, biology, and nature, there are also some means for daily colds. "

"Arithmetic and astronomy?" Obviously, Sun Changqing didn't know the names of the various subjects. He only had some understanding of arithmetic and astronomy, and he felt a little happy, "Can I still have some means for colds? Brother Zhang looks very learned."

"Where and where." Zhang Shusheng said, arithmetic and astronomy will of course, anyway, also considered a graduate of the college, lost 80% can still pick up a few points. The cold and cold are all emergency. Anyway, as a modern person, it also has the minimum prevention measures for some minor diseases. It really doesn't work, think about it.

Sun Changqing thought for a long time, and he took a few puffs of dry tobacco and spit out a few bursts of smoke. Then he said, "I don't know what plans Brother Zhang has in the future?"

Finally asked about the business, Zhang Shusheng pretended to be casual and said: "This world is really chaotic. I can walk to this Lishuping, but I have suffered too much along the way. Now there are troubles in the south, bandits everywhere, everywhere No. "

"It's better to stay for a while!" Sun Changqing said happily.

"What does Mr. Sun mean?"

Sun Changqing: "I am old, and I can only teach children to read literacy every day. I see that the children in the city have new schools, thinking about wanting you to stay and teach them. Other times, who There is a headache, fever, and sores, and my little brother can help with the cure. "

"This, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to take up the office. Also, this new school course is complicated, and I am afraid that it is difficult to cover everything." Zhang Shusheng said that he wanted to stay, but he did not want to be **** to become a teacher or Lang Zhong.

I didn't know that Sun Changqing had thought of it for a long time, and said, "This is of course. Just take a moment to talk to the children every day. As for what to say, you are the teacher, according to your arrangement. As for seeing a doctor, you are not forced, this There are deaths and starvation all over the world. If you can save it, you can save it.

Zhang Shusheng nodded secretly. In the first half of the twentieth century, let alone China, this kind of disease was so sick. The dead of this war and the war were gone. No matter how much later, dead dogs can wake up for a long time.

"Respect is better to follow."

The two hit each other and they agreed.

After Sun Changqing left, he touched the pistol under the pillow, and Zhang Shusheng lying in bed was a bit hard to sleep.

概念 What was 1915? For the start-up of the Republic of China, if you want to drill camps, as a latecomer, you have more opportunities in the South. Even if it's not easy, Fancy Thinking can achieve its goal.

Taking a step back, he got into the hands of a promising warlord and managed it carefully. Waiting for him to pick up the fruits, it seemed to be the way. Unfortunately, at this time, it seems that the Huangpu Military Academy has not yet been established. Otherwise, you can be lazy and mingle with each other in the future with China's great power.

Or I was willing to be alone, and after a few years I went to the south to get the right person, and then I ran around and drilled a ravine to fight guerrillas. Maybe I can also be a magistrate.

I ca n’t do it anymore. I have accumulated a lot of money. I can just be a footguller by selling the goods just after the beginning of World War I.

But none of these seem to be what I want.

"Look first, maybe these are not what I want to do."

Before he went to bed, Zhang Shusheng took out the white dream machine that was related to his future situation, and hugged it to sleep peacefully.

The next day, Zhang Shu was born very early. He hadn't lived in the country for several years. He heard the sound of the familiar pots and pans and felt so kind.

When I got up, I saw Sun's son and daughter-in-law having breakfast. After saying hello to Zhang Shusheng, the two kept busy again.

来 "Laixi, what are you doing?" Sun Changqing's son was named Sun Laixi, a typical auspicious name. Zhang Shusheng had been seeing them for a while, and was a little bit overwhelmed and wanted to help. Early in the morning, Sun Changqing ran outside to find something.

"Brother Zhang, this is a mess of corn, a countryman." Sun Laixi said.

"I know each other, the root of the ear, is it the cold side of the ear?" Zhang Shusheng watched the Sun Family daughter-in-law to pour out the acid water from the pickled cabbage jar and mixed it with the cleaned and cut into small sections , Spread a little spicy, although the old society is very poor, but the practice of this dish is not necessarily inferior, but rather authentic. When she was young, Zhang's mother often made it for him.

"Yes, Brother Zhang has good eyesight."

While the two of them were talking, Sun Changqing walked back with his trousers in his hands, and carried a fish-bamboo clam in his hand. There were two or three small fishes in it.

"Brother Sun, how are you ... how is this good." Zhang Shusheng was somewhat flattered. He did not expect that Sun Changqing went to Shimoda to catch his fish early in the morning in order to entertain his first formal breakfast.

"Do not interfere with things. There are no fish in the ravine. Let's make some sauerkraut soup." Sun Changqing greeted his son to deal with the fish, called her daughter-in-law, and asked her to go to the village head's house to ask the village head.

Every now and then, Sun Jiaer's son came back with the village head, and brought a little noodles that were relatively rare at that time.

There was a guest at Sun's house. The smell of cooking attracted many children to watch from afar, but because of the adult's command, he dared not enter the door, one by one, his neck was swallowed.

Zhang Shusheng did not notice the children at the door, and was called to the table from time to time, and a very rich breakfast began.

The granddaughter's daughter-in-law did not come to the table, so Zhang Shusheng was with his father and son, and the village chief. At the dinner table, Sun Changqing told the village chief what he had thought of last night. It turned out that the two had already joined up, but they did not expect that Zhang Shusheng would just catch up, and they would just hit it off.

来 "Come, Brother Zhang eats more, there is nothing to eat in the countryside, make up for something to eat, and the hard days will still grow." There was no wine in the house, everyone drank tea, and Sun Changqing poured a small cup of tea to pay respect to Zhang Shusheng.

"I grew up in the country too, brother Sun, you may be kind to the village head." Zhang Shusheng is also welcome. A few of you come and start eating and drinking. Although the corn paste is not as delicious as rice, it should not have a flavor. Instead of eating coarse grains, he felt good.

"Oh ..."

When several people were eating and laughing, a cry came from the kitchen. Zhang Shusheng was sitting close to the kitchen, so he hurried to look at it.

It turned out that Sun's daughter-in-law overturned the bowl. There was no corn paste and no fish soup. The inside seemed like boiled burnt corn paste, two or three cooked wild vegetables, and a few pinch ears. There is a bowl of boiling water next to her, this is her breakfast.

"Brother Sun, how can you meet outside like this, me, an outsider, how can I have the heart to eat such a good breakfast." Just like a thunder, Zhang Shusheng realized that what is old society, what is so hungry that people can eat bark Old society. Even if the southwestern region is a little richer, it's just starving.

Everything in front of him told him that the most important problem in this society is not anything but food.

In a society that does n’t eat well and is n’t warm, what should I do if I go back? What is more important, what is more famous, is it more important for people to eat and wear warm clothes?

A sense of shame from the deepest part of the heart made Zhang Shusheng's ears red and blushing. Yes, he is from modern times and has not suffered that kind of suffering. But as a Chinese, seeing all this, shouldn't I do something?

"Laixi, UU reads www.uukanshu.com and let Cuihua come to the table for dinner." Sun Changqing glanced at her daughter-in-law who was trembling with a sigh, sighed, and greeted everyone to return to the table to continue eating.

"No matter what, let's talk slowly after dinner."

In this sentence, Zhang Shusheng ate this hearty breakfast almost choked. He didn't expect a little corn muddy, some side ears, fish soup is the ultimate of the Sun family. The Sun family is still like this, what about others?

Breakfast was finished soon, Zhang Shusheng didn't say anything, just let Sun Changqing take him to other people to take a look, while everyone was still having breakfast.

The results are very unsatisfactory. I went to four or five restaurants, and only one of them had batter. The others were small half-dish dishes without oil and salt, and the thinnest soup that showed people's shadows.

"It's not that the ground is not long, but there is nothing to grow. The few dishes that have matured are too long, and they can't eat a few crops at all. As for the grain, it is only a little bit a year, and there is land rent. To pay ... "

Under the explanation of Sun Changqing, Zhang Shusheng understood. This era is not the era in which I live. There is no variety of vegetables, no fertilizers, no high-yielding seeds, no co-production of rural land and households, and no hybrid rice.

一切 All of this is because this place is called the old society! !!

"Perhaps I should stay, and the dream machine can always develop slowly. Letting the people of the old society have food and clothes to wear is more important and realistic than any slogan that drives the prisoners out."

On this day, Zhang Shusheng decided his future development direction and determined to stay in Lishuping. Even if it is a remote and remote country, with a dream machine, he can transform a different world.

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