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The next moment, Fang Mo looked at Ning Yuelan and asked suspiciously;

"By the way, Sister Yuelan, I haven't asked you yet. Why have you not returned to the film and television base at this time?"

"If Liu Yaoyao finds out that you are not here, he might wonder if Yan Ruan Ruan abducted you and sold you."

After all, Ning Yuelan was slapped unconscious by the ace of hearts in the afternoon.

q originally planned to let Yan Ruanruan take Ning Yuelan back, but who knew that the woman would be out all afternoon.

Hearing this, Ning Yuelan smiled;

"I just went back and Liu Yaoyao wasn't there. I heard that he was looking for Liu Guiyuan, the head of the Liu family."

"I plan to go to the Ning Group during the day tomorrow to handle official business. After all, I haven't been back for a long time."

"I guess the little secretary He Yutong should have a problem with me."

"Yan Xiaoman also sent me a message, saying that she was leaving Jiangcheng soon because of the success of "Awakening of Different Dimensions" and wanted to meet me."

Hearing this, Fang Mo nodded slightly.

It seems that the couple will not have any leisure time in the next three days.

Fang Mo touched Ning Yuelan's head; "Thank you for your hard work."

"If it weren't for marrying me, you probably wouldn't have encountered so many dangers..."

As soon as these words came out, Ning Yuelan glanced at Fang Mo with an unkind look;

"Then you should cherish me, do you hear me? You are not allowed to do anything to make me sorry, and you are not allowed to do anything to make me worry."

"Uh-huh."

Fang Mo nodded.

He secretly made up his mind.

In three months at most, he will definitely deal with the troubles left by the Tewei and Xiasan families after the death of the young master of the Blood Clothes Sect, Okamoto Keiichiro.

Sister Yuelan will never face the same danger and make the same mistake again in this life.

After arriving home, the couple chatted for a while.

"So you accidentally rescued someone in a car accident before, and the girl's father was Mr. Ma of the Xunyou Group?"

Fang Mo shrugged and said, "Yes."

Hearing this, Ning Yuelan first let out a surprised sigh.

"It's quite a coincidence."

Xuan even asked with a smile;

"Tell me, did you ever twist your mouth when you were showing off in the hospital?"

"What were the expressions of those people from the Blood Clothes Sect at that time?"

"Isn't it the kind of aura in novels where the dragon king with a crooked mouth starts to show off, and is crushed by the invisible aura? The show-off is like the wind, and it always accompanies me!"

Song Yu will stay in Ning Yuelan's villa tonight.

She was comforted by Ning Yuelan for a while in the afternoon, then went into the guest room and fell asleep deeply.

It may also be because she was married to Gongsun Yuan during this period, and the woman was under too much mental pressure.

Fang Mo and Ning Yuelan, the couple eating and chatting on the first floor of the villa, did not disturb her.

But what Fang Mo didn't expect was that Sister Yuelan's car really had a large plate of chicken and beer.

Who knows, she is so cute...

Seeing the woman staring at the big plate of chicken with her mouth watering, Fang Mo felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Being able to eat is a blessing. Sister Yuelan has a bad stomach to begin with, mainly because she often works overtime and is hungry.

If you eat more, it won't be a problem as long as you can digest it.

There is a courtyard on the first floor of the small villa. The couple sat in the courtyard while enjoying the breeze and eating.

"What kind of pretense is always with me? I'm not a Ninja Turtle. If people scold me, I must not be happy in my heart."

In the night, Fang Mo's face turned red from drinking;

"But if you want to endure the calm for a while and take a step back to open up the world, your explanation will only look pale and weak. It is better to speak with facts."

"What's more, I never fight a battle I'm not sure of. Didn't Sister Yuelan say this?"

Ning Yuelan picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Fang Mo, with a slight smile on her red lips.

The other hand dragged his delicate chin, staring at the boy he had loved for 13 years, and he wanted to express his displeasure at himself in front of him.

"If my sister were here, I would have given Ma Jiaqi a slap in the face."

The next moment, Ning Yuelan clenched her pink fist.

"Don't get excited, Sister Yuelan. Mr. Ma gave Ma Jiaqi a slap in the face in the end."

"It's a bad breath, otherwise I would have done it myself. I have no problem with her licking anyone, but not the people from Sakurajima!"

Speaking of this, Fang Mo paused. After drinking some wine, he became a little emotional;

"If people are divided into three or six classes and there is discrimination based on nationality, then in my mind, Chinese people are enough to crush any ethnic group."

"We have a history of 5000 years and have inherited countless cultures. We have thousands of poems and a complete range of songs and dances."

"If there is a chain of contempt in the blood in our bones, then we Chinese people must be nobler than Sakurajima."

After saying this, Fang Mo burped.

"I don't think hatred should be inherited, but I don't think I'm qualified to forgive these Sakurajima people on behalf of my ancestors."

"There really is no one among us who can replace the martyrs and forgive the pain, the history that is indelibly flowing into the bones and blood!"

Ning Yuelan had never thought that her husband was so patriotic, and of course she was too.

Although Ning Yuelan has always been encouraged by the old man to become talented since she was a child.

But it doesn't mean that she is a nerd who doesn't hear anything outside the window and only reads books by sages.

She has also been immersed in the story of the awakening era, which is red and stained with the blood of resistance.

"Sister Yuelan, am I a little out of control?"

Fang Mo patted his flushed cheek and let out a 'burp'.

Hearing this, a touch of softness flashed across Ning Yuelan's face, she shook her head and said;

"If a nation is unwilling to admit the sins it has committed, then this nation will inherit some wrong views starting from education."

"And until now, Sakurajima has never directly admitted the harm he caused to China and the crimes he committed."

"A certain shrine is visited by Japanese primary school students every year during winter and summer vacations, which is enough to explain everything."

"This means that even in 2023, the people of Sakurajima, at least in the bones of their leaders, have not faced up to this history..."

"So why do Chinese people need to be friendly to them?"

"Who is qualified to please the people of a small island on their behalf?"

"China has now stood up. When we go to any corner of the world, we can hold our heads high, instead of bowing down and trying to please others."

"Remember history and never forget national humiliation. You are right!"

Yes!

Is what Fang Mo said wrong?

"If I had been there at that time, Ma Jiaqi might not have been the only one who was beaten."

Hearing this, Fang Mo clicked his tongue a little self-deprecatingly.

"Actually, I'm very scared. If one day I see a group of ragged soldiers coming out of the Anti-Japanese War Museum and let them see that the country they fought to protect has now become a prosperous world, but the streets are full of kimonos, they should How sad.”

A scene like that seems a bit desolate when you think about it.

"Will they ask back, did I fail to defend the country that I fought so hard to protect in the end?"

In fact, before inheriting the golden finger of the miracle doctor, Fang Mo didn't think that medical skills had any national boundaries.

But today, the moment they saw him taking out the silver needle, the reactions on the faces of those little nurses, and their distrust of Fang Mo.

It is enough to show that they do not have even the most basic trust in Chinese medicine.

They would rather believe in the judgment of the three heroes of the Blood Clothes Sect.

Ma Jiaqi's doubts and the contempt of the three heroes of the Blood Clothes Sect made Fang Mo hold his breath in his heart.

He is not the male protagonist in ordinary cool novels, he is not the god of war with a crooked mouth.

He is a real person. He does not necessarily live for pleasure and revenge, but he will definitely remember his displeasure.

Hearing this, Ning Yuelan stretched out her bare hands to grab Fang Mo and said comfortingly;

"Okay, okay, I know you are patriotic, but my sister is too poor. If I have money, I will definitely buy the Kougou Shrine."

"purchase!"

"After buying it, it was set on fire!"

Fang Mo said excitedly while holding the wine glass with a red face.

How young is he? He's in his early 20s.

His current state is probably that of the so-called young Zeng Xu Ling Yunzhi, who is regarded as the best in the world.

Unrestrained!

It is quite inconsistent with his usual old-fashioned appearance.

It's just that Ning Yuelan prefers the real him.

People who love you will not find you embarrassing because you are drunk, they will only find you cute.

But perhaps neither husband nor wife had thought of Fang Mo's drunken words today.

It will come true one day in the future...