Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Lies are not sharp swords, truth is sharp.

Although Natasha's words hurt the feelings between comrades, they were typical of those words that were rough but true. If you look closely, there is really nothing wrong with what she said.

When the ground was full of starving people and supplies were scarce, a lot of food was indeed shipped across the ocean to support underdeveloped areas or directly given to Luosha to offset industrial debts.

This is also the reason why the Russians were able to keep people from getting uneasy when their large-scale corn cultivation suffered a poor harvest. Everyone was still able to go to the streets to get relief bread, so they didn't go hungry and naturally didn't have too many complaints.

Li Weijun was naturally aware of the whole story, so he tactfully did not say anything further.

It's a good thing to know too much about things at this level.

It can only be said that when a country prospers, the people suffer, and when a country perishes, the people suffer.

The group followed Natasha and walked along the cold and deserted streets, and finally stopped in front of a two-story villa.

The location of this place is not bad, only a few minutes' walk from the train station. It can be seen that the people living around here are either rich or noble, and there are guards standing in front of and behind the houses to protect them.

"Dawali, my mission has been completed. I wish you a happy life. If there is anything wrong with the arrangement, you can contact the relevant personnel. By the way, there is a landline in the house. You can talk to the embassy."

Not only was Natasha beautiful and elegant, but her voice was also gentle, clear and pleasant. Zhang Yang was very satisfied with this and said goodbye to this beautiful and kind-hearted foreign comrade.

The group pushed open the door and finally avoided freezing to death on the cold streets of a foreign country.

There was hot charcoal in the stove, burning with a crackling sound. It was obvious that Sherf and his group had already made full preparations before the group successfully arrived.

The previous harassment on the train station platform was simply a warning.

Li Weijun also understood that the current situation was no longer as harmonious as it seemed on the surface. People on the grassland were rubbing their hands in anticipation of a fight. One person was ready to go south to herd horses at any time, while another was ready to take action and wait for the opportunity to tire out.

Of course, this kind of thing is a little too far away from Li Weijun. What he is thinking about now is to quickly drink a bowl of hot broth to drive away the cold.

Just as the luggage was brought to the lobby, a few female comrades dressed as cooks heard the noise and poked their heads out curiously.

"Dawali, are you the distinguished guests from the Far East? Just hand over your luggage to us and we will take good care of it. The rooms and food are ready. Welcome to you."

After seeing the exotic oriental faces, the cook realized that they were the members of the friendship exchange group that had been assigned to them earlier, so she did not dare to neglect them. She hurried forward to help put away the luggage and bags, and then asked everyone to get some basins of hot water for soaking their feet and washing their faces.

These cooks seemed very enthusiastic, especially their eyes, which made Zhang Yunzhen, who was already in high spirits, unable to contain himself.

I thought to myself, "This old drunkard Sherf still has some sense of shame. He said he would make proper arrangements, so he did. He found these cooks, and they are pretty. Not bad."

Unlike what Zhang Yunzhen saw, Li Weijun's mood was quite complicated. After all, his group was a friendly exchange group. However, apart from Sherf, there was not even a responsible official staff in this guesthouse-like place, only a few cooks with little influence.

Natasha, who has a certain status, doesn't even live here. It seems that she is left to fend for herself.

This attitude of indifference made Li Weijun quite unhappy.

But there is nothing we can do, fists are the real deal.

I just hope that I can fight against the athletes from Rakshasa Country as soon as possible and kill their fighting spirit.