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Chapter 3 Battlefield Star 19 Family Talk

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    In the evening, Fang Dongmei came back.  As soon as he entered the house, he saw two plates of steaming dishes already placed on the dining table in the middle of the room, and his daughter was placing bowls and chopsticks beside the table, so she praised her: "My daughter can cook? You are so good!" Cuihua blushed,  "I didn't do it, it was" Before he could finish his words, Zhang Zhenhua walked in with a soup pot as soon as the door opened, "Give me a moment, the soup is here." "Son?!" Fang Dongmei was stunned and followed.  Rushing in front of his son, Zhang Zhenhua hurriedly shouted: "Mom, be careful with the soup! It's hot." He quickly put the pot on the table, and then said: "Mom, I came back with the superior to do something.  I'll stay at home for a few days." Fang Dongmei touched her son's face excitedly, "Son, how are you? You weren't injured in Korea?" Zhang Zhenhua said with a smile, "Mom, I was always at the rear. It's okay.  Didn¡¯t you say that American planes always go to the rear to cause trouble?¡± Zhang Zhenhua smiled and said, ¡°Mom, where is that? A prisoner of war camp. If the Americans dare to bomb there, if nothing else, those prisoners of war will come with their guns.  Their own country's plane was shot down." Fang Dongmei also laughed, "You kid, you are talking nonsense again! Wait for your dad, he will be back soon." Not long after, Zhang Sheng also returned home and saw his son.  Naturally, I was overjoyed to come back.  The whole family had a reunion dinner together happily.  At the dinner table, Fang Dongmei asked: "Son, where did you learn your cooking skills?" Zhang Zhenhua smiled and said: "You learned it from the chef in the prisoner of war camp and a few prisoners of war who loved cooking. How do you like it?  ?" Fang Dongmei nodded, "Although the sword skills are not good, they are not bad." Zhang Sheng asked, "Son, are those prisoners of war obedient?" Zhang Zhenhua nodded, "As long as you don't talk to him about anything.  "Brother, please tell me more specifically." "Americans are relatively afraid of death, especially after they are disarmed. The British are very proud.  Even though they were prisoners of war, they could not change their inherent gentlemanly arrogance. In their eyes, Americans are like a group of nouveau riche. When it comes to eating, the British always put food first and rice first.  Chu; Americans just mix their food together, they think it tastes better that way. British prisoners of war are very particular and like to be clean; Americans are very slovenly, and they don't wash their socks when they are dirty, and they wear them inside out when they are dirty." "Huh?  "Zhang Cuihua stuck out her tongue, and Fang Dongmei kicked her son, "We are eating, why are you saying such disgusting things?" Zhang Sheng asked: "I heard that you let those prisoners of war do breeding, do they have any objection?" Zhang Zhenhua said  : "No. From their point of view, if you are a prisoner, you must be punished. This is a matter of course. What's more, we are not a fascist concentration camp, and we don't let them do any heavy work. Most of the things they raise are produced and sold by themselves.  , they have already done some work in the United States. In addition to watching them not to cause trouble, we are basically responsible for them themselves. What can they say?  Nodding, "That's good, I'm afraid you will cause trouble." Zhang Zhenhua was startled, "Dad, did you hear something?" Zhang Sheng said, "I heard some people were talking privately, saying that you let prisoners of war do it  It is a violation of the Geneva Convention. Some people say that you are completely condoning the Americans' blatant capitalism behind the volunteer army." "Shit!" Zhang Zhenhua sneered, "According to what they said, we should let them do that.  They do nothing to help the prisoners of war eat all day long. The Koreans are much more ruthless than us in violating the Geneva Convention. Those who capture the prisoners of war, especially the South Koreans, often kill them directly, no matter what they do.  Are you going to be a Japanese or a Kuomintang?" "Son, don't talk nonsense!" Fang Dongmei stopped him hastily.  Zhang Zhenhua said: "I'm not talking nonsense, everything I said is true." Then he lowered his voice mysteriously, "Do you want to hear some things that are not allowed to be said on the radio?" "Okay!" Zhang Cuihua was immediately confused after hearing this.  Eyes shine.  "Go, don't make trouble!" Fang Dongmei patted her daughter on the head, and then said: "Since the outside world is not allowed to say it, then don't say it." "Okay." Zhang Zhenhua didn't care, "Eat quickly, the food is almost cold.  "It's time." After finishing the meal, Zhang Zhenhua said: "Dad, Mom, it's my turn to ask you two? Dad, what are you busy with now?" Zhang Cuihua, who was doing homework at the side, rushed to say, "Dad, what are you doing?"  It¡¯s amazing. Now I¡¯m a university teacher.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t listen.¡±?Sister's.  Zhang Sheng hurriedly defended: "I just went to the Agricultural University to give guest lectures for a few lectures."  The main business is still guiding agricultural production in rural areas.  " "That's not bad.  Zhang Zhenhua said: "You are an agricultural college student yourself. You have been engaged in this field for a long time in Yan'an and the Liberated Areas. It can be said that you have rich theoretical and practical experience. You will have no problem teaching students."  " Zhang Sheng shook his head, "I have been away from school for so many years, and I can no longer remember some theoretical knowledge, and some knowledge is no longer the same as what I learned when I was in school.  Before each class, I read the book carefully several times.  Zhang Zhenhua smiled and said: "This is really called 'reviewing the past and learning the new, you can become a teacher'."  " Zhang Sheng laughed and scolded: "You brat, don't take advantage of your father anymore. I'll be happy.  " Zhang Zhenhua said: "Our country has been 'agriculture-based' since ancient times. It is a pity that it is a large agricultural country and not a powerful country.  Thousands of years of inherent conservative thinking, small farmer consciousness, and successive wars have meant that China's agricultural technology, which was not very advanced in all aspects of science and technology, basically remains at the level of a few hundred years ago.  Dad, your task is very difficult!  " Zhang Sheng said: "I know what you are talking about better than you.  I heard that the Soviet Union is preparing to send some agricultural technology talents to our country. I think the situation will be better.  "    "ah?  Zhang Zhenhua was stunned, "Dad, I don't know how big a deal you are in charge of now, how much power you have, and whether you can meet with senior leaders."  But let me remind you: foreign monks may not necessarily know how to chant sutras.  Zhang Sheng was stunned, "Son, why do you say that?"  "Zhang Zhenhua said: "The soil and climate conditions in the Soviet Union are different from ours, and what is suitable for them may not be suitable for us.  Moreover, the Soviet Union had a small population, coupled with the extensive use of agricultural machinery and animal power, it was basically extensive agriculture.  Our country has a lot of people but little land. Although we depend on the weather for food, we have always paid attention to intensive farming.  So, dad, you have to be sure of it when the time comes, and don't just listen to others for the sake of friendship between the two countries.  " Zhang Sheng nodded, "What you said makes sense.  I wrote this down.  " Fang Dongmei said: "Son, listening to your remarks, it seems that you are not very satisfied with the Soviet Union.  " Zhang Zhenhua didn't shy away from it, "That's right!  I am really not very satisfied with the Soviet Union. Although my sister and I learned a lot there, there are some practices in this country that I really don¡¯t like.  Especially Stalin, he always had a sense of superiority and felt like an emperor who kept his word.  The Soviet Union under his leadership is the boss of all socialist countries, and all the subordinates around him must listen to him.  I once told Chairman Mao that Stalin was a hero in troubled times, not a capable person in governing the world.  Under the education of such a bad teacher, I don't know how many bad students can be taught.  " Fang Dongmei sighed and said: "Son, it's best not to say this kind of thing outside.  Zhang Zhenhua smiled and comforted her: "Dad, Mom, don't worry, I know what's going on."  " Zhang Sheng changed the subject, "Son, are you going back to North Korea in a few days?  " Zhang Zhenhua nodded, "Although the war has already ceased, the final agreement has not been officially signed yet.  Now both the United States and Fatty Gold want to take advantage of this opportunity to occupy more territory. I'm afraid this battle will still have to be fought.  " Fang Dongmei scolded: "Son, you said that about Comrade Jin again!  " Zhang Zhenhua curled his lips, "What's that?  If it weren't for him, this battle wouldn't be possible.  Just now I said that Stalin was a bad teacher, and Comrade Kim was a typical student who was taught bad things.  " "Okay, stop talking.  Fang Dongmei interrupted her son, "It's getting late, you two go to bed."  " In the south room, Zhang Zhenhua's original single bed has been changed into a bunk bed by Zhang Sheng. Zhang Sheng said: "Since you went to North Korea, I asked someone to nail this bed. How about it?  its not bad, right?  " Zhang Zhenhua asked: "Dad, who of us will sleep up there?  " "I am your father, of course I am above you.  " Zhang Zhenhua said: "Dad, you are not young anymore.  This bed is so steep, so it¡¯s not suitable for climbing up and down, right?  Zhang Sheng thought for a moment and nodded, "You are a bit filial, so you can sleep up there."  " After the father and son lay down, Zhang Zhenhua asked: "Dad, why didn't you and mom tell me about Grandma Luo's death?  Zhang Sheng sighed: "Did this girl Cuihua tell you?"  Your mother and I are afraid that you will be distracted.  Although you are behind the scenes, your work is equally important.  You kid can be emotional sometimes, and we were afraid that you would make some mistakes when you got excited, so we sent the money in the name of our whole family.  "Zhang Zhenhua sighed: "I'm sorry for your trouble.  After the war is over, if we have time, we should go see them.  " "Yes"It's time to go and see it.  Okay, don't think too much, go to bed early.  "
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