Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Li Guo hurriedly said: "Nothing, nothing."

Han Feng laughed and said, "We're talking about the Northeast cuisine cooked by the eldest sister. It tastes pure and full of fragrance. It's really hard to stop!"

"Mr. Feng was joking, as long as you like it."

...... A meal of drinking lasted until three or four o'clock in the afternoon before giving up.

Li Guo happened to have a holiday in the afternoon, so he chatted with Han Feng at home.

"Brother Li, you have been working for us Japanese for some time, right?" Han Feng asked suddenly.

"Yes, think about it, it's been four or five years."

"It's like this. I'm very interested in your Chinese culture. Since you have been working with us for four or five years, and you want to know more about our culture, can you tell me about the differences between Chinese and Japanese cultures? What about the gap?

Let's start with some small things again, such as daily necessities of life. "

Li Guo thought for a while, and said: "Mr. Feng, you are born and bred in Japan, so you must know more about Japanese culture than I do.

If we really talk about the differences in customs between China and Japan, I can't say the big ones, but it can be reflected in many small aspects.

For example, you Japanese are very clean. My boss is very clean. He always washes his hands. , we Chinese may not wash it once a month or two, but my boss also washes it frequently.

Not to mention food, you eat rice, wheat, soybeans and other Class A grains, we eat those miscellaneous grains, you like to make onigiri, we don’t know how to make onigiri, you don’t like visiting Friends, we like it very much. The women over there can also wear short skirts and kimonos in winter. Our women must be wrapped in thick cotton clothes...

……

......"

Li Guo said a lot, and Han Feng remembered it carefully. In fact, Han Feng naturally knew a lot about the habits and cultural differences in life between China and Japan. It's just that the times are different now, and he wants to know more accurately.

As for the purpose, it is nothing more than to make the daily living habits and style of Konoe Jiro more in line with the Japanese, so as not to reveal any flaws.

It was late after chatting, and after it was completely dark, Han Feng slept with Ruisheng as usual.

Because he will leave Liaoyang early tomorrow morning, leave Ruisheng's home for Xinjing, and may not have any interaction with Ruisheng in the future, so tonight Han Feng made an exception and told Ruisheng four or five thousand and one nights in one go s story.

"Okay, Ruisheng, go to sleep!" Han Feng lay quietly on the bed.

"Uncle Feng, are you leaving tomorrow?" Rui Shengge's voice suddenly broke the silence in the room.

Han Feng smiled and said, "Yes."

"Then can we meet again?"

"Of course you can. In this world, all people who are destined to meet each other, even if they are separated by the ends of the earth, will always have a chance to meet."

"Well, then will you still tell me about One Thousand and One Nights?"

"Yes." Han Feng replied firmly, and the room fell into silence again.

I don't know how long it took, but when Han Feng thought Ruisheng had fallen asleep, the child suddenly said:

"Uncle Feng, are you Japanese?"

Han Feng was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile, "Is it a Japanese or a Manchurian? Is there any difference in your opinion?"

Ruisheng said: "Everyone is afraid of the Japanese, only the Japanese students bully the Manchurian students in school, and no Manchurian students have ever dared to bully the Japanese students.

The teacher has always told us that Japan is a very good place, and told us that we must go to Japan to develop after finishing middle school and college. "

"Then what do you think?"

"Everyone agrees, so I think so too. Our Japanese teacher treats people very well, and treats me very well. I don't think he will lie to me."

After a brief silence.

"Uncle Feng, are you asleep? You haven't told me the answer yet. Are you Japanese?"

Han Feng's voice sounded low and low, "No, I'm the same as you."

"Manchurian?"

"It's Chinese!"

"Chinese?"

"Yes, this is a secret, a secret between the two of us, a secret that no one else, including your parents, can tell, Ruisheng, I want you to keep these three words firmly in your heart, Remember, you are Chinese."

"I am Chinese--"

"Go to sleep!"

"Yes."

The house gradually fell into silence, and the north wind whizzed and slapped the windows from time to time, but it made the night seem even more dead.

Most of the charcoal fire has been extinguished, and there are more ashes left, and the temperature in the room has dropped suddenly. The whole person is nestled in the quilt, feeling the only warmth, and his consciousness is scattered in a daze.

"Chinese……"

During the long winter night, Ruisheng had a peaceful dream. In the dream world, he seemed to have entered the world of Arabian Nights.

The bad kingdom has trampled on his kingdom, and the king of the bad kingdom says, you are a subject of our country, but Craigson is crying:

No, I am Chinese, our kingdom is called China...

751 Kazuki Sakurai

On the second day, it was still dawn, so Han Feng bid farewell to Li Guo and Li Guo early in order not to hinder Ruisheng's desire to go to school.

Li Guo and He Ping saw Han Feng off, they had been sending Han Feng far away, they had disappeared from sight, and the two were still feeling emotional.

"A friendly Japanese like Mr. Feng is actually pretty good, and he can even communicate with a child." He Ping thought of the friendship between her son and Han Feng, and felt sincerely.

Li Guo smiled and said: "Not all Japanese like to bully others. This Mr. Feng is good, and my Japanese boss is also good."

"But many of us died because of this, they are invaders after all..." He Ping said abruptly.

"Shhhhhhh, Xiaoping, are you dying? You dare to talk nonsense about anything."

"What I said is also true."

"I know this is the truth, but what's the use of us saying it out of our mouths? It will also lead to murder for our family. It's okay for us adults to keep these things in our hearts, but what about Ruisheng's children? ?Can you guarantee that they won't talk nonsense when they arrive at school? You can't say such things in the future. If Ruisheng listens to them, it will hurt him.

It's not like you don't know how the Japanese deal with thought criminals. "

"Understood." He Ping also knew the seriousness of these matters, and responded in a low voice.