During the Anti-Japanese War, the landlord's stupid son defied fate

It took Zhao Gang three minutes to come out, and as soon as he came out, his father, Master Zhao, couldn't hold it anymore.

"puff."

Mr. Zhao almost spit out the water he had just drunk.

"What kind of outfit is this, little brat?"

Zhao Gang was now wearing a T-shirt with 'Made in China' printed on it, and his pants and shoes remained the same.

The key point is that he was wearing sunglasses, which made him look very funny.

Xiao Cui was already too embarrassed to face anyone, and she couldn't hold it in anymore after seeing what was happening in the room.

But she didn't know where the young master got this clothes and those black glasses.

"Dad, don't wait for me, let's get started, everyone is hungry."

He looked at the people from the Three Music Band standing there, and paused for a few seconds at the position of a woman, and cried out in his heart.

"This is too pure. She must be the protagonist of this troupe."

Seeing his son dressed like this, Mr. Zhao didn't know what to say with so many people watching him, so he quickly told Butler Liu to start.

As Butler Liu shouted in a loud voice.

"Let's have dinner."

The people outside the Zhao Mansion couldn't wait any longer. When they heard the voice of Liu Guanjia, they could eat now. They started eating without caring about their image.

In the yard, Team Leader Zhang saw that it was time to eat, and then he told everyone.

"Let's start eating. After that we will start our work."

"Yes, squad leader."

Everyone started eating, but they soon discovered that the food tasted really good, no worse than the food in the provincial capital.

But Butterfly always felt like someone was staring at her when she was eating. This must have been a feeling she had for many years.

Yes, Zhao Gang was eating over there and secretly looking at the other person.

He thought that when he wore sunglasses, the other person wouldn't be able to see where he was looking, but he forgot that women have a very strong sixth sense.

But the butterfly soon felt relieved.

She has become accustomed to this kind of gaze. After all, she knows how beautiful she is and is very attractive to men.

At this time, Mr. Zhao said to his son.

"Take off your sunglasses so you can see while eating."

"Ahem, I didn't expect Dad to know this thing."

"What do you think? I've seen everything your father has seen."

He had no choice but to take off his glasses, revealing his not-so-handsome face.

Although he was very handsome in later life, his body's years of illness and silly appearance prevented him from changing quickly.

Although the genetic potion can change people, it will not change them quickly because the change would be too great.

But it will quickly repair and change the body's functions, allowing the body to reach its optimal state.

Only after he took off his sunglasses did Butterfly notice his face.

But she soon stopped paying attention to it because it was an ordinary face, very ordinary to her.

After all, he had seen many young men, many of whom had slicked-back hair and powdered faces, and many of whom were tall and mighty.

Soon, the lunch was over, and the villagers started to help clean up after eating and drinking.

They knew that there would be a play in the afternoon, so they were all very active and could listen to the play after helping with their work.

Zhao Gang went back to rest after finishing his meal. For him, listening to opera was a very unfamiliar thing, but listening to songs was more like that.

At this time, Xiao Cui walked in. She hurried in after finishing her meal. After all, she had to continue serving the young master.

"Can you please slow down, girl? I just lay down and you disturb me. What are you doing?"

"Master, were you secretly looking at Miss Butterfly just now?"

Zhao Gang was speechless. This 11-year-old girl was so precocious to ask such a question.

"Why are you asking? I took a look at her and thought she was pretty good."

"Then you'd better be careful. You'd better not have any illusions about this person, otherwise you will be in trouble."

These words made them understand that there was no risk in seeing a person, especially in their own home.

"Xiao Cui, if you have anything to say, just say it. I need to rest now."

"Master, you don't know. I heard from others that she has many suitors outside, and all of them are sons of powerful families."

"I'm not trying to belittle you, it's just that you're not good enough compared to others."

This made Zhao Gang laugh out of anger.

"Xiao Cui, what kind of girl do you think the young master should find to be his mistress?"

"At least she must be from a scholarly family, good-looking, well-educated and well-mannered."

"I didn't expect you knew so many words. Did you read some book?"

She blushed, she had indeed read it in a book.

It starts to write about what kind of women men like most, which is of course what she just said.

"Alas, we live in a poor and remote area. How can I expect my father to find a lady from a scholarly family or a well-educated and well-mannered girl? You are deliberately trying to prevent me from getting a wife."

He said to Xiao Cui with a smile.

The other party couldn't stand his gaze and had to run away.

He watched the little girl finally leave, and then he continued to lie down with peace of mind.

He was waiting for time. In another hour, his weapons and equipment would be produced, so that his death squad could take action to control the village and the coal mine.

It’s a good time to take a nap, which is a habit developed by my predecessor.

He already knew that people in this place liked to take naps, so he was no exception.

Because of this, the performance is scheduled to start one hour later, so that everyone can have enough time for lunch break, allowing the troupe to rest and lay a good foundation for the performance in the afternoon.

Soon, an hour passed and the troupe had already started to move. They had all taken their positions, waiting for Butler Liu's instructions.

Butler Liu looked at the time and then said to Mr. Zhao.

"Master, we can start now. It's exactly three o'clock."

"Well, okay, let's get started. I think people are getting impatient."

After he finished speaking, he asked Butler Liu to notify the people from the Sanle Band.

At this time, the opera officially began. On the stage, the largest place in the village, the three-member music troupe had already started performing.

The first ten rows below are wealthy people from the town and county. They also came for the butterflies, so they paid to buy seats.

All the money went into Mr. Zhao's pocket. He didn't want this to happen, but those people insisted on giving him money, saying that it was in line with their status.

Mr. Zhao had no choice but to arrange a seat for them, which led to this incident. He also prepared tea for them. The service was simply excellent.

The villagers and outsiders were sitting behind the tenth row, and they began to watch with great interest.

Especially the tenant farmers in the village, who had eaten their fill in the morning and at noon, and had enjoyed their stomachs to the full, and now they could enjoy spiritual food.

Although they didn't understand, everyone was very happy, and that laughter from the heart couldn't lie.

The children were playing around, and they were happy for once because they were not hungry.

Zhao Gang just walked out of his room at this time. He couldn't sleep. The singing outside was so loud that it was impossible for him to fall asleep.

At this time, he remembered that his weapon should have been produced. Seeing that Xiao Cui was not in the room, he began to communicate with the system.

"Master System, how are the weapons and supplies produced by the smart factory?"

"Host, please don't say that. I'm here to serve you. The weapons produced by the smart factory have been stored in space. The smart program has already notified the death squad, and they're ready."

"All kinds of seeds for production have been planted. There will be a good harvest in a month. Please rest assured, host."

He was naturally relieved. With such a considerate system and smart factory serving him, what could he be dissatisfied with?