Where people gather, the most fear of stampede will occur.

Zhou Mo is thin and lightweight, and people with low weight are most likely to fall.

When there are many people, there are many salty hands. Zhou Mo is wearing a knee-length sleeveless skirt. It is not impossible for someone to take advantage of the situation.

As a husband, he certainly has to protect her.

Seeing that the exit of the isolation belt was about to open, everyone was rushing forward.

Zhou Mo shrank her shoulders and was squeezed by people on both sides at the same time, making her unable to move forward.

Someone pushed forward suddenly from the side and behind. Zhou Mo was hit with half of his arm and rushed forward. Fortunately, Han Chen was quick and grabbed her in the waist and pulled her back in front of him.

Zhou Mo hit Han Chen's strong chest on his back, and an inexplicable sense of peace of mind arises in his heart.

She looked back and smiled slightly.

"Does the collision hurt?" Han Chen asked.

Zhou Mo shook his head, "No."

Han Chen frowned: "There are too many people, I would have known that I wouldn't have come."

Zhou Mo smiled and said, "In my lifetime, I can only be perfect when I see a flag raising."

The two were pushed forward by the crowd. Han Chen saw that many of the people around him were grandparents. Their enthusiasm for snatching the front row was more enthusiastic than waiting for the supermarket to open and grab vegetables.

Han Chen asked: "Want to go to the front row?"

Zhou Mo stood on tiptoe and looked ahead. The crowd was bustling. He could only see the black black head. If he wanted to break through the many obstacles and squeeze into the front, he would have to rub and contact with others.

"No, you can count wherever you go," Zhou Mo didn't want to squeeze in with people.

"Okay," Han Chen was not used to crowding with people either.

The two were gradually positioned in the viewing area as the crowded crowds.

When it was dawn, the sound of the guards kicking and stepping on the south side of Jinshui Bridge could be heard.

The two stood behind, and could only hear the sound and could not see the shadow of the guards.

The noisy vocals were drowned in the background music of "Singing the Motherland", and the heart that was originally anxious due to the large number of people also became excited.

The guard changed from step to straight stance. After a distance, Zhou Mo and Han Chen saw the tall and tall soldiers from afar.

The flag-raising ceremony officially began.

From the moment the flag bearer shook his arms and when the trumpet played the first note, everyone's heart began to be uneasy.

No one will cry when facing the national flag. This is something engraved in the bones of every Yanhuang child.

People around him sang the national anthem to the music.

Zhou Mo, who was infected by the atmosphere, also sang together.

From elementary school to high school, the national flag is raised every Monday.

Zhou Mo still remembers that before junior high school, the school raised the national flag and played the original singer with lyrics. As long as the music sounds, no matter where you are doing, you must stay still and perform the rituals.

Later, when I went to high school, the flag-raising ceremony was changed. When the flag-raising was raised, the original singer was no longer played, but instead changed to accompaniment, and all the staff needed to open their mouths and sing.

It was adolescence at that time, and most students were very shy and unwilling to speak. The team was dense. As long as you made a little sound, people in front, back and left and right would hear your voice.

Somehow, there is a sense of "shame" in it.

If everyone is mosquito sounds, the head teacher will grab a few typical examples who do not open their mouths, then slap them in the back of the neck and ask them to sing loudly.

Zhou Mo also had a "sneering and cheating". When she saw the head teacher coming, she spoke out, and when the head teacher left, there was no sound.

However, at this moment, Zhou Mo suddenly realized that they were really a childish person in the past. If they opened their mouths and sang, what was so shy about?

Sure enough, as time changes, people's mentality and ideas will also change.

A man around suddenly began to sing loudly, and no one around sneered or laughed lightly, which led them to sing louder.

Zhou Mo even heard Han Chen's voice behind her. She turned her head and the two looked at each other, and looked at each other with no words but only laughing.

As a generation born under the red flag and growing in the spring breeze, the feeling of happiness is particularly profound at this moment.

In front of me is the flying red flag, behind me is the person I love.

There are no regrets in this life.

After the flag-raising ceremony, the sun also came out, and the golden light shone on the entire square.

After Zhou Mo, Han Chen and others were evacuated, they left the square and took a taxi to have breakfast.

"There are a lot of snacks here, you probably have eaten them all, right?" After all, Zhou Mo had worked as an exchange student in the imperial capital.

Han Chen felt it was a bit of a pity that he was not there at the time, otherwise he would have been able to accompany her to taste the food here.

"Do you talk about bean juice? I can't get used to it," Zhou Mo said: "You know, I am very picky and I will never touch things I can't get used to. The diet here and Dongjiang are quite different, and the taste styles are a bit different. I don't like it here, so..."

No matter how delicious the food is, you can't like it.

"It's okay," Han Chen said: "If you don't want to eat, don't eat it."

Han Chen thought for a while and said, "Where is the roast duck?"

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows: "You said Quanjude?"

"Um."

Zhou Mo chuckled and said, "It seems that you are not a good person who is good at eating and drinking. Last time Song Yan came, he even complained that it was all deceived outsiders."

Han Chenwu retorted: "It is true that the gimmick is greater than the real thing, and there is nothing to go for."

Zhou Mo looked at him with a curious look on his face, "This is your hometown, are you just slandering the local famous dishes?"

Han Chen: "Tell the truth."

Zhou Mo couldn't help laughing, "Well, what a truth."

Han Chen: "Where have you been?"

Zhou Mo: "Xiangshan Park."

Han Chen: "Where are you climbing the Great Wall? Are you going?"

Zhou Mo: "Look at the weather, I won't go if it's too hot. And... I guess there are a lot of people during this period."

Han Chen: "When you go out, there is no one who is not tired or hot. You just don't want to be tired. I can carry you, can you? I'll guarantee you won't be tired."

Zhou Mo: "Well, I don't plan to change my husband yet."

Han Chen frowned: "What does it mean?"

Zhou Mo: "I didn't want to exhaust you."

Han Chen was amused and crying, "You are really my good wife."

The two of them had a simple meal of braised and cooked, and Han Chen was looking for a shop near the No. 11 Middle School he had studied before.

The store is very simple, very imperial capital, with green brick walls, yellow tables and small stools, and Guoan team uniforms on the wall.

Zhou Mo was very surprised.

Compared to visiting a century-old shop or scenic spots, Zhou Mo would rather Han Chen take her around the streets and alleys to experience the local customs.

Zhou Mo felt the taste was average because she didn't like to eat pork, but Han Chen said that this was the best thing he had eaten when he was a child.

Everyone has different tastes, and the imperial capital is also one of the food desert cities, so it can be understood.

Seeing Han Chen eating with relish, Zhou Mo also felt that the taste became delicious.

Whether the food is delicious or not, the taste is on one hand, and who to eat with is on the other hand.

Zhou Mo has a small appetite, so he only ate half of the braised bowl with a bowl of braised rice.

Han Chen solved the remaining half.

When she finished eating, Han Chen was still eating her other half.
Chapter completed!