Zhang Qing, who walked to the window and pulled the curtains, was still smiling, but turned around to see Zhou Weiguo's eyes filled with dissatisfaction and anger. She said innocently, "No, you said that it's not safe on the other side of the river. How could I?"
It's been in the past."
Didn't go there?
Zhou Weiguo pointed at the greasy newspaper; "How did you get here without a past?"
This is the military report of the Japanese army. It is written in the Japanese language and even includes some marching pictures of commanders and soldiers. This is a concession. How could this appear in the Japanese army's propaganda report?
How can anyone believe that Zhang Qing has not passed away?
Zhang Qing stared at the puddle of grease-stained newspapers and suddenly understood the reason for Zhou Weiguo's anger.
She stretched out her finger and said, "Oh, what are you talking about? When I came back, I was worried that you would be hungry all day, so I bought it for you at a fruit stall. They are small traders who wander around.
Yes, these things should be distributed for free by the Japanese army. There are a lot of them, so they use them to store things."
In fact, Zhou Weiguo regained his composure and looked sincere after seeing Zhang Qing's aggrieved expression: "I wrongly blamed you, and I want to apologize to you."
Zhang Qing laughed and stood up; "Okay, you can eat a little to cushion your stomach, and I'll go make some food."
Two oily fruits were not much, and Zhou Weiguo was not even half full. He could only wait for food. Bored, he picked up the newspaper to see how the Japanese army boasted about their victory.
The fragrance of rapeseed made Zhou Weiguo look around the kitchen. Looking at Zhang Qing who had taken off his coat to reveal his white shirt, Zhou Weiguo swallowed his saliva and opened the other side again.
Shameless, Position 116 consisted of one battalion plus one division of friendly forces, yet they brazenly claimed to have annihilated more than 20,000 of our troops.
It's really impressive. There are only 10,000 people in the whole position, but 20,000 people.
It seems that boasting to boost morale has been a method used by anyone from ancient times to the present.
Zhou Weiguo snorted coldly and opened the other side.
The front part was still boasting about how powerful it was, and the enemy ran away. Just when he was about to throw it away, the title bar on the right caught his attention.
It's just that the top has been blocked by grease, and this newspaper is made of ink, so the content can't be seen clearly.
After looking carefully, it was still blurry. Zhou Weiguo thought for a moment and got up and walked to Zhang Qing: "Zhang Qing."
Zhang Qing, who was busy, did not look back, but just said yes.
Zhou Weiguo handed the greasy newspaper forward; "Look, can you find me a clean newspaper? I'll cook."
Zhang Qing turned to look at the newspaper in Zhou Weiguo's hand and raised his finger in surprise, "Do you understand?"
Zhou Weiguo nodded without denying it; "Well, I once studied there, so I understand."
Zhang Qing handed the spoon to Zhou Weiguo and got dressed; "Then I'll get it for you." She took two steps and thought of another reminder; "If not, just wait until I come back."
In other words, it took less than ten minutes to go out.
Zhou Weiguo had just brought the dishes to the table when Zhang Qing came in from outside and handed over the rolled-up newspaper in his hand: "Here you go."
Zhou Weiguo thanked Zhang Qing and pointed to the kitchen: "The food is ready, the meal will have to wait for a while." After saying that, he turned the page.
Zhang Qing took off his coat and hung it on a hanger not far away. Then he went to Zhou Weiguo and sat down to wait for him to read the newspaper. She didn't know what news could make Zhou Weiguo's face change from excitement to calmness, from calmness to a complete state of mind.
Puzzled, from puzzled to smiling.
"There are many ways to seek death, but this is the first time I have seen someone seeking death with a lantern." Zhou Weiguo put down the newspaper and seemed to be talking to himself.
Looking up, he saw Zhang Qing sitting across from him, and he smiled awkwardly: "I forgot you were still here. I cursed you. I'm sorry."
"You're looking for death, who are you talking about?" This wasn't the first time Zhang Qing heard Zhou Weiguo curse. The scolding on the battlefield was even more ferocious than this. She was just curious about what Zhou Weiguo said.
Zhou Weiguo stretched out the newspaper; "Look for yourself." Zhang Qing did not reach out to take the newspaper. Zhou Weiguo, who understood, slapped his forehead; "I forgot, you can't understand."
Zhou Weiguo pointed to the newspaper: "The Japanese base camp, the senior staff officer of the General Staff Headquarters, Prince Dongjiu, will reward and condolences the Japanese soldiers who participated in the war in the playground of the girls' middle school outside Hongkou in three days."
Zhang Qing opened his mouth in surprise for a moment and said, "Are the Japanese soldiers crazy? My dear relatives, it seems that the battle in Shanghai is not over yet. At this time, letting some prince come to offer condolences is not asking for death."
Well, what I’m saying is, it doesn’t necessarily have to be a county king, it can’t be done by just one.”
Come to any one.
The difference is huge. It is not impossible for a senior official to come, but the meaning is different. But if someone from the royal family comes, it means that he not only represents the army, but also represents their people who have been mythical.
Your Majesty God.
As for the reason for this, Zhou Weiguo estimated that on the eve of the war, the Japanese military leaders clamored to destroy this area within three months, but they did not expect that they fought for three months in a place as big as the palm of Shanghai.
This slap in the face was really painful. It slapped the Japanese soldier's face hard. The reason why people came to offer condolences was firstly to boost the morale of the Japanese soldiers, and secondly, probably to deal with the international situation.
To put it bluntly, the general's face fell to the ground and was stepped on several times. As for the unrest, they also considered it. Although Hongkou encountered a fierce attack at the beginning of the war, it didn't take long for the battle to advance inland.
The girls' middle school calmed down and was under Japanese control.
"The taste will be different when other people come. A county king is the most suitable. If someone who is not from the royal family comes, their purpose will not be achieved." Zhou Weiguo explained the reason and walked to the window. He thought
He pulled back the gray cloth covering the window, but after thinking about it, he stopped, turned around, sat on the sofa and picked up the newspaper again.
Zhang Qing saw Zhou Weiguo's serious look. After he put down the newspaper, she put her hands on the desk, pulled her chin and stared at Zhou Weiguo: "What are you going to do?"
What to do?
Zhou Weiguo put the newspaper aside and lightly knocked on the desk for a while, then looked at Zhang Qing, who was staring at him with a smile on his face.
For a moment, he looked at the dim yellow light, put his hands on the back of his head and sneered, "Now that you're here, don't go back."