Yang Wenbin is a middle school teacher, and his ancestral house is home. He has only four people in his family. He has always wanted to rent out a few rooms, but he has not found a trustworthy tenant. Now he has Yang Feng.

Originally, he didn't want to collect money, but Yang Feng was alone anyway. Besides, he saved his daughter, so talking about money would hurt his relationship.

However, Yang Feng didn't think so. It would be okay to live for three or five days, but if you live often, you would be unreasonable without paying for it.

Three West Rooms, monthly rent is 5 yuan.

"Brother, this is wrong. What's the difference between you like this and not taking me money?" Yang Feng said dissatisfiedly. After a meal, the two of them were already brothers. Anyway, their surnames were Yang. Although Yang Wenbin looked old, he was only ten years older than Yang Feng.

"Brother, you misunderstood. The rent in Peking is only at this price. This is because there are many people in Northeast China who fled, so it has increased a lot. Our house is a bit remote. Even if the entire yard is rented, it will only cost about 20 or 30 yuan." Yang Wenbin's wife said with a smile.

Yang Feng was relieved only then.

After dinner, the Yang family mother and daughter cleaned up the room for him, while Yang Feng and Yang Wenbin sat in the living room for tea. The two gradually talked about the current situation.

"The ambition of Japanese wolfs is now known to everyone. First, the northeast, then the inner gate, the memorials of Tianaka have already drawn up the route. They are walking step by step, but it is ridiculous that our government is still like an ostrich, burying its head and pretending to be invisible!" Yang Wenbin said with a sneer.

"What if you don't pretend to be invisible? Do you expect the Northeast Army to fight the Japanese to the death? That's impossible.

When the Japanese attacked Jinzhou, did Jiang Guangtou not let Zhang Xiaotuo beat him? Didn’t he escape when he heard the news? A big smoker who didn’t even dare to avenge his father’s revenge and even dared to abandon his hometown, can you still expect him to straighten his back?" Yang Feng said disdainfully.

"Zhang Xiaotuozi won't beat the Japanese because he knew very well that if he fought over the Northeast army, he would become a dog that would rely on others. With these hundreds of thousands of Northeast army in his hands, he could take a girl to dance no matter where he was! As for the country and nation, it's all his business!" Yang Feng continued.

"Then, as you said, if the Japanese attacked North China, would the Northeast Army still flee without fighting?" Yang Wenbin said worriedly.

"He Zhang Xiaotuozi is not afraid of being stabbed by others. The bloody generals of the Northeast Army cannot stand it. The remnants of the Northwest Army that have nowhere to go will not lose their last place. Jiang Guangtou will not watch Zhang Xiaotuozi give up North China again and let him face the Japanese directly. In order to protect this buffer zone, even if his own troops are dispatched, he will not let the Japanese cross the Great Wall. As for the Rehe, don't expect them. The Japanese will make trouble, and they will not stop without some gain." Yang Feng said.

"When will we Chinese let go of internal struggle and truly unite to the outside world!" Yang Wenbin sighed with emotion.

Yang Feng curled his lips and said it was nothing to do. I just made a fuss and made a fortune by the way. But it’s okay to help, but the problem is that we are powerless!

We are willing to provide them with some AK47 and PRG rocket launcher, but the problem is that they don’t have money? Even if they have money, they don’t have a place to buy it? There is still hope for those small advertisements to find Hualong, but that’s useless! If you don’t do it well, you have to turn yourself in.

When he returned to his room, Yang Feng lay on the bed to consider this issue. If he really didn't help at all, he would be in a state of conscience. Thinking about the Northwest Army carrying big swords to chop the Japanese, he couldn't help but sigh. What is the best way to come up with this worst?

All fools know that each person and a machete must not be used for each person and a submachine gun. Just knowing that the big knife was chopping the Japanese heads, but who knows that they went there and the five hundred people finally came back alive?

But after thinking about it, he still has nothing to do. He is just a hawker at the bottom of society. He has neither money nor a way. Although he has a tricycle that can travel through time and space for some reason, the problem is that it is too small, and it will take a week to travel through time.

After thinking about it, I just helped the Northwest Army who had lost their pants to provide some medicines and other things, and I had to make money by myself.

As for the others, if you count on the cargo capacity of your electric three-wheeler, there is probably nothing else to count on.

What if it doesn’t matter! The Great Wall War will take three months to fight! When Yang Feng thinks of this, he can sleep soundly.

"Uncle, you're up!" The next morning, the little girl said to Yang Feng, who was washing her face by the well with a red face.

This title made him a little depressed. The little girl is seventeen years old this year and has just entered Tsinghua University. She is a beautiful girl from heaven! For Yang Feng, who graduated from a third-rate college, she is a god-like existence.

"Do you go to school today?" Yang Feng asked. Yesterday was Sunday, so it was normal for these students to go out to march. It is probably not that classes would be suspended.

"Yeah!" the little girl nodded.

"I'll send you there! I'll sell it there by the way!" Yang Feng said, there was a treasure land for selling snacks at the entrance of the university.

"Yeah!" the little girl nodded with a blushing face again.

After breakfast, the electric tricycle pulled Yang Jing straight to Tsinghua University. As soon as he arrived at the front of the door, the sound of a car horn sounded. When Yang Feng turned around, he saw an ancient Ford with a greasy and pink face sitting inside. His melancholy temperament looked like a wet man.

"Yang Jing, I heard that Liu Xin'er was injured yesterday. Is it true? Why are you girls going to join in the fun? We don't need to worry about national affairs. Besides, this can easily cause misunderstandings to friendly countries." The young man said in a gentle tone.

"Damn it, let's go to Tama AIA, who are you with?" Yang Feng glared and said without hesitation.

"What are you? Are you qualified to speak here?" The little white-faced face darkened and he said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a slam from behind, and the whole car slid forward violently. The little white-faced screamed as if he had been kicked.

An equally ancient black Mercedes hit Ford's butt. Inside the car, Liu Xin'er, who was still wearing gauze, was staring at the little white face with a fierce look on her face. The middle-aged driver who was driving continued to step on the accelerator with indifferent expression until he pushed Ford into the wall in front.

Liu Xin'er opened the door arrogantly, and didn't even look at the little white face. She walked to Yang Feng with a smile, and then bowed: "Hello, Brother Yang!"

Yang Feng nodded with a smile.

"He dares to cause trouble for you, I'll ask someone to beat him!" After Liu Xin'er said that, she pulled Yang Jing into the school.

Yang Feng shrugged and looked at the little white face who was crying without tears innocently.
Chapter completed!