I want to be a good person

Seven or eight days later, after crossing the mountains and entering the border, Zhang Aiguo entered the territory of Peking. The number of Japanese garrison troops was increasing, and there were far more spies and pro-Japanese elements hiding among the people than Japanese soldiers.

The ups and downs of the Yanshan Mountains, the difficulty of going up and down the mountain, the transition between physical exhaustion and spiritual rejuvenation, Zhang Aiguo regarded this journey as a journey of soul-searching.

What do you want to do? What can you do? How do you do it?

Whether to stay out of politics, to stabilize the country before fighting foreign aggression, or to defend against external insults when brothers quarrel outside the country has never been something the people can worry about. No one can make comments casually, and no one is allowed to speak out.

Militarily speaking, it is not positive. The Japanese have organized combat qualities, and one person fighting alone can easily be suppressed. Their flesh and blood bodies cannot withstand the products of industry. They are good at shooting from behind and cannons. If they accumulate a little, they can get poison gas bombs and give them back to the Japanese for free.

There is a Latin proverb in the West: "If you want peace, prepare for war."

For some reason, those high-ranking officials who pursue Westernization don't realize that they are just putting money into their own pockets. If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. Don't they even remember the proverb that one should not have the intention to harm others, but one must be on guard against others.

Economically, they launch attacks, whether it's arson or confiscation on their own, and they cut as much as they can. Small wounds and blood loss will not matter in the short term, but once the situation becomes crowded, there will always be weakness due to inflexible turnover.

In the financial field, the Japanese set up banks. The counterfeit banknotes and military notes issued by the Japanese had no reserve funds to back them up. Their purpose was to plunder desperately to support the war. The resource-poor island country could only purchase resources such as steel, oil, and rubber from the international market, which required a large amount of gold and silver. The credit of paper money was not as good as a piece of toilet paper for wiping buttocks.

What you do cannot be limited to one city or one place. You need to be imaginative and not be able to figure out the rules. You cannot trust anyone. Loyalty is only because you don't have enough chips to betray.

Everyone has multiple facets, and emotions are complex and changeable, which is a cognitive aspect.

Zhang Aiguo, who had thought everything through, felt more relaxed, and had no idea that he was still being influenced by traditional thinking.

The children in the mountain villages and their parents’ selfless love, everything the Chinese do is ultimately for the children and for the next generation!

The mule cart was shaking, and no matter how beautiful the scenery on the roadside was, it was meaningless. Now we were just thinking about making money, getting money from the Japanese. Bribing traitors also required real money. It was just talk, but no one was willing to do it. It was all about profit.

With an old pipe stuck in his cloth belt and a long whip occasionally thrown, he arrived in the city of Peking.

At the city gate tower, the Japanese soldiers entered and exited with arrogance and never queued up. The inspections were only for ordinary people.

The Japanese soldiers ran in formation, their iron hooves hitting the road in an orderly manner, breaking the bones of countless old and young soldiers and dispersing the blood and energy of the pro-Japanese elements.

"Identification?"

"Hello, Boss"

Zhang Aiguo handed over an identity certificate from Rehe.

This certificate is similar to a temporary residence permit or a residence permit. In layman's terms, it is a blank good citizen certificate obtained from a turret.

"Hao Renlai"

"Yes, yes, Boss, my name is Hao Renlai"

“What’s in the car?”

"Corn cobs and soybeans, shipped here for the boss"

While being interrogated, two ronin came up with a clatter, with swords stuck behind their waists and several fully loaded troikas behind them.

The police acted as if they didn't see anything and played dumb.

The ronin didn't give him face and reached out his hand to push him.

"Hurry up, get out of the way and do your work"

Zhang Aiguo's mule cart blocked the road into the city.

“Come this way”

The policeman motioned to Zhang Aiguo to follow him to the city wall. Three policemen followed, and the remaining two respectfully watched the Japanese soldiers enter the city. After they were far away, they straightened up and faced the Chinese people, and started shouting again.

"You, come here"

……

"Boss, you need to pay an entry fee."

"Yes, paying taxes is honorable and it is your responsibility. Otherwise, where will the country's money come from?"

His words revealed his experience of his first trip to Peking.

Three policemen surrounded Zhang Aiguo and treated him as a suspect. They made him stretch out his arms and accept a body search with serious expressions.

"How much?"

“That’s all”

The policeman weighed the dozen coppers in his hand and waved him away.

"No, Boss, why don't you accept this Japanese?"

"Why don't we accept Japanese? They are international friends and the government has treatment requirements."

"Boss, why don't you check them?"

"What are you investigating? They are law-abiding. It's people like you who cause trouble!"

"Boss, can you give me two back? That's my shipping fee. I shipped it from Liuli River, which is very far away. Please, it's not easy for us to make a living."

"What are you yelling about? That's the number of cases."

The donations from the Japanese could not be collected, and no one dared to collect them. Where would the money required by the superiors come from?

We must squeeze money out of the common people and bully outsiders. Otherwise, the mission cannot be completed and we must have a source of food.

"Boss, I've been walking for two days and two nights. It's not easy to earn a little money."

"Get out! I'm giving you face. If you don't leave, you'll be disturbing public order and I'll arrest you."

The policeman saw that more and more people were gathered around watching the fun, and he became a little angry and embarrassed.

"This is so damn unfair"

"Yeah, I'm always poor, haha."

"The devils don't dare to provoke us, so they take it out on us"

"What a world"

……

People entering and leaving the city were all muttering that the people in Kuguo Mansion had been doing nothing for a long time.

"Are you all full and bored? Hurry up and disperse. Have you earned enough food to eat next time?"

"Disperse, disperse, do whatever you need to do"

"Hurry up, or I'll arrest you and put you in jail."

Zhang Aiguo was leading the mule cart and preparing to leave.

"Wait a minute"

"Boss"

"Who are you crying for?"

"Captain, that corn cob"

A policeman warned.

"Oh, by the way, have you paid for the mule cart?"

"I have handed it over"

"Where's the list?"

"I dare not put it on my body in the sun or the wind."

"You have violated the law. You know that if you drive without a license, you will be fined according to the regulations."

"Boss, please give me a way out. I have 60-year-old parents to support and a two-year-old baby to raise."

“Ah! That’s so difficult!”

Seeing how hard Zhang Aiguo worked, several policemen laughed happily.

"Hurry up, tell us more about other tragic things. Tell us and make us happy. Hahahaha"

"Happy, happy, hurry up, hahahaha"

Damn, why does this routine look so familiar?

Do you still have any conscience? Has it been eaten by a dog?

Yes, they are adding insult to injury and rubbing salt into wounds. Your misery is a joke in the eyes of others!

No matter how hard or difficult it is, you have to bear it by yourself. No one will sympathize with you. Publicizing it would only be a farce, like a lonely clown performing a self-touching one-man show.

There is no harm without comparison!

"Boss, please be merciful and forgive me."

"Damn, this is such a bummer"

Happiness is built on the suffering of others, and people's sadness and joy are different.

"Captain, it's not easy for small vendors either"

"Get lost, when did you reveal yourself without locking the door in your pants, what the hell is that?"

"team leader"

"Okay, since it's not easy for you, I'll leave a bag of corn cobs. Since it's not easy for you, you made a mistake and I have to teach you a lesson."

A younger policeman pulled Zhang Aiguo's collar.

"Thank you quickly, smile, and slowly be happy. Don't make it seem like we have wronged you. This is all for your own good."

The good and bad guys, singing the same tune, why are they so harsh to their own people but so lenient to foreigners? I can't understand, who is supporting whom?

"Yes, it's all for our own good. Thank you for your kindness, Boss."

It's all for us, so why are you so high and mighty and out of touch with reality?

The wind blew up on the dirt road, bringing with it dust.

"Pooh"

Many people spit out the sand in their mouths, use other kinds of yellow soil to pave the road, and splash clean water on the streets!

"Jingle Bell"