The waxed pig head that I thought was used for sacrifice turned out to be something that Old Man Mi prepared to eat for himself. It’s his birthday today.

Fifty-year-old Xiao Liu is very nimble with his hands and feet. Not long after he entered the kitchen to work, several delicacies were brought out.

Old Man Mi was still angry, so he picked up the cast iron teapot and took a sip directly from mouth to mouth.

Zhou Rui silently glanced at his teacup...

Putting down the teapot, Old Man Mi relaxed slightly when he looked at Zhou Rui and Tong Xin.

"Xiao Zhou, do our current weapons and equipment surpass those of the Americans?"

Zhou Rui thought for a while and finally said: "From a technical point of view, except for the ship field, everything else is not much different, and there are even some that surpass it. Our thinking is very clear, and the things that control the lifeblood will be developed first."

Missiles, fighter planes, radars, etc. have all achieved varying degrees of technological leadership.

"But in terms of total quantity and stock, especially conventional forces, they cannot compare. After all, they have more than 300 military bases around the world and troops are stationed in 140 countries."

Old Man Mi angrily said: "The Yankees are still determined to be imperialists. They want to colonize the people of the world."

The 70-year-old Liu made several cups of rice wine and gave each person one cup

Zhou Rui blushed and argued: "It's my wife..."

Old Man Mi felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that I may have arrived, but I still live long enough..."

"Be brave enough to do justice? Tell you what happened?"

But if you live a long time...do you have to forget?

Mi Ba... A poor boy from a sharecropping family, a wild boy who hangs out in the mountains, a eldest son whose name is carefully chosen, wearing a treasured old military uniform, standing behind the ancestral hall and talking for a long time.

From the advantages and disadvantages of American equipment to the weak points of Japanese traitors and traitors.

For example, how to use shell holes to ambush the enemy, and how to dig trenches that are the most dangerous.

After pulling Zhou Rui out of the secret door, Geng Zhu stood firm and fell into Tong Xin's arms, full of softness.

When I walked around to the front, I saw Mi Nengwen guarding the door. I stood under the road feeling a little lonely.

Only a few plaques are left that have been exposed to the weather and are quickly fading away.

"Sorry... Mi Daqi... died... bombed by a US military plane..."

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Those who say I am old-fashioned and stubborn, and those who say I am a paleo-eating person include my son and grandson....

"What did Grandpa Zeng say?"

"Eighth brother, he is older. Don't rush to the back. My parents still need him to take care of them."

Nor can it be spirit.

"When you are old, don't worry about them. If he kowtows to his uncle Qi Bo or Qi Shu, you will have nothing to do with each other from now on. They can do whatever they like! It has nothing to do with you!"

"Bad, bad..."

As he spoke, Mr. Mi wiped away his tears: "There is no one to succeed, there is no one to succeed... Those young people who are not so outstanding, those plaques are only worth it..."

"Father, how old are you, and you still have these old-fashioned ideas!"

"Don't look for it, it's probably locked too"

Zhou Rui sandwiched a piece of the so-called "Panyang Cured Pig Head", which tasted pretty good, with a rich aroma of oil but not that greasy. The taste was also very special, soft and tender with a little toughness mixed in.

Liu Zhidao stood in the door, looking at the back of the leader in the old military uniform, and he felt happy in his heart.

Wiping away his clear tears, Old Man Mi said:

Old man Mi asked curiously: "What is my wife?"

Is it because I knew it was left in the future, or because Old Man Mi was wary of danger in times of peace? There really wasn’t a spacious tunnel in front of the courtyard, and when he got out, he wasn’t in the yard yet.

And the moment when it is put down, it also means the end of the Mi family, and no one is qualified to come to worship the incense again.

"To be fair, his grandfather is critically ill. He wants to have peace of mind and a clear mind after leaving. In fact, his grandpa Zeng is the same. I also just want to have a peaceful mind and clear thoughts. The two of us just don't have it.

If one can do it, then he can do that."

Old Man Mi listened happily and wanted to find a glass of wine, but I had already finished the glass.

"Da Zhou, after you leave, those plaques will have no meaning anymore. That's it for the Mi family. He left his contact information. You ask Da Liu to send him all those plaques and build a lower one at his house.

Tower! Four floors!"

"The days are getting worse, but their complaints are getting less and less. The money is earned by someone else, and the food is eaten by someone else. When they pick up the bowl to eat, they put on the bowl something to curse!"

Mi Badao said: "Of course it is true. He will help you deal with it. Don't let these people take it away."

When I came, I walked through the small door, but when I left, I walked through the tunnel...

"Dami...922 Lowland has been lost...The division headquarters orders you to move out immediately and go straight ahead..."

"Come on! Kill all the Japanese!"

Geng Zhu held her head high while picking up vegetables and said loudly: "Classmates... you are classmates in junior high school."

That experience was so fresh.

"The leader only has one drink, and Da Zhou and his wife only have the limit."

"Myna! You also want to join the army! You want to join him!"

Tong Xin dusted off the dust under her body and was speechless. She might as well just climb over the wall by herself.

Tong Xin: "If something happens, you will come back and tell him before."

"Eighth brother, don't come for help. 922 Lowland is not here to hold back the main force of the Japs and do what they should do."

"How did he get out?"

He spoke eloquently: "From a historical perspective, the achievement of imperialism is the first step towards the collapse of imperialism. There is still a long way to go..."

Da Liu silently hid the wine pot.

Old Man Mi laughed: "Bad, bad, bad! That's bad! You believe in bulls, ghosts, and snakes, so he can't carve words on the back of your tablet!"

Zhou Rui also looked at Geng Zhu with admiration. Although you are familiar with those things, you feel that Geng Zhu is shining every time you hear it.

"Well...."

"Okay, let's drag them along. Let them go. There is no tunnel in the front yard. They can go back. As for his friend, don't let us bother you anymore. You won't see anyone."

"Comrades! Charge!"

Tong Xin smiled and said: "Originally, there was no one. It's just that your family doesn't have two plaques saying 'Be Brave for Righteousness', so please ask us to get another one. When the time comes, we will learn from you and put them up and hang them up, which will not be impressive."

"Born in poverty, dead in cleanliness"

"Yes! Get him back! Who will take care of his parents when he is gone!"

Past and long-lasting memories are rolling in my mind.

"The leader, Wang Xiaoye at the entrance of the village, said that the police persuaded these people to leave."

"Of course I'm willing to see him. If we don't have those at the entrance of the village, let them leave quickly."

After nearly a century, my hatred, my sorrow, and my ideals seem to be no longer important.

"Secret passage."

Miba nodded: "He is too old, so he should go to bed early."

I'm actually looking forward to the day I use it.

Miba took out a tablet from the wooden box on the side, which was prepared for himself in advance.

"Where?"

That sign will have to be put down sooner or later...

"Get out! Get out of here! Have they ever lived a really hard life for even one day?"

"Mom and Dad... I am a filial piety... and you are the only one back..."

"Look at the daytime, Da Zhou looks coldly at your plaque. Does his national defense science and technology chapter have a plaque?"

Tong Xin patted Mi Nengwen on the shoulder and said, "If he asked me to take the lead, you would give it to me. It depends on whether Grandpa Zeng said it or not."

Inheritance... is never limited to bloodline.

"Ba Ge, we all asked you to step down because you are his younger brother..."

The two of them still had to return to the B&B via the main road. Tong Xin regretted it more and more. She should have agreed to take the tunnel out of curiosity and skipped the trip altogether.

So it is a card that does exist and is meaningless.

"You and your family are immigrating to the United States to bring him happiness."

Da Liu said: "While eating, you said that all the plaques were sent to Da Zhou in the past. Is that true?"

The few people temporarily forgot about the visitor at the door, and started chatting all over the place.

Tong Xin: Authentic? What the hell?

I carved the crooked characters on the front myself.

"Father...mother...the child is a filial piety...only the child is back..."

After hearing about Tong Xin's story of saving nearly 40 people on a bus, destroying a trafficker's den, and rescuing one or four children, Mr. Mi slapped his calf and screamed.

"You resisted the draw of Wang Mazi next door, and I promised to help you take care of your parents! Anyway, you haven't gotten off the car yet!"

"Bad, bad, bad... They really dare to knock, they really dare to knock! They all have to leave, right... Let's all leave, and leave cleanly."

This will make everything clean and come to an end.
Chapter completed!