Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

Seeing the two little brothers with tears in their eyes, Zhao Cheng smiled and touched their heads.

"What? You're making a passionate confession here? As a man, why are you crying?" Zhao Cheng scolded with a smile.

"Uncle Zhao, Yuemin is moving and can't go to school here anymore, so he transferred to Yuying School. He insisted that I transfer with him!" Xiao Kuiyong answered helplessly.

Li Kuiyong's family was in financial difficulty. They lived in a compound that was even more chaotic than Yard No. 95, with four members of their family squeezed into a small house of less than 30 square meters.

It is said that children from poor families grow up early. Kui Yong had watched his father working hard to pull a cart to make money since he was a child, so he often helped his father push the cart, which helped him develop strength and he also learned wrestling.

When Zhong Yuemin first came, he was bullied and it was his deskmate Kui Yong who stood up for him, so Zhong Yuemin really wanted to continue sitting at the same table with Kui Yong.

But Kui Yong knew that Yuying School was expensive, far from home, and full of children of cadres who had moved to the city. It was impossible for an ordinary person like him to get in!

Zhao Cheng looked at the sensible Kui Yong, then looked at Zhong Yuemin who was standing aside with a sad face, and felt that these two guys were really interesting.

"Yuemin, you want Kuiyong to go to Yuying School with you, but it only accepts children of cadres from other places like you. Locals like Kuiyong can't enter that school!" Zhao Cheng said.

"Ah? Is that so?" Zhong Yuemin was a little confused. Is there such a saying? How come he didn't know about it?

"Yes, the local schools in Peking are full and there are not enough teachers. We can only build a few new schools for children like you to go to school!" Zhao Cheng spread his hands.

Li Kuiyong noticed Zhong Yuemin's visibly dimmed eyes and walked over to him. "Yuemin, why would I want to play with you, knowing that they all don't want to play with a transfer student like you?" Li Kuiyong asked, patting Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder.

"Why?" Zhong Yuemin said with a sad face and sniffling.

"Because you dared to fight back when those older kids bullied you, I think you are a real man! We just go to school separately, not too far away. You can come and play with me during your holidays! Beiping City is not that big!" Li Kuiyong said with a smile.

"Well, I'm a man, I'm a real man! I'll come to play with you when I'm on vacation! You have to wait for me, Kuiyong!" Zhong Yuemin didn't continue to be sentimental. Instead, he quickly adjusted his state and became the Zhong Yuemin who was happy all day long.

"Okay, after you two have finished your discussion, hurry home for dinner! It's almost dark!" Zhao Cheng saw that the two brothers had already discussed it and hurriedly urged them to go home. After all, there were still many people taking pictures at this time. It was too late to be safe.

"Goodbye, Uncle Zhao!" Li Kuiyong hugged Zhong Yuemin, walked out of the alley and went home.

Zhao Cheng looked at the two people walking away and smiled silently. Children are really interesting.

Zhao Cheng continued his stroll and came to Shichahai. At this time, many people were fishing in Shichahai.

Because so many people died in the moat of Peking City, no one would eat the fish in the moat unless absolutely necessary, so Shichahai became a fishing paradise in Peking City.

At this time of year, fishing is just a form of entertainment, but during the three-year famine, fishing will be a way to make a living.

Zhao Cheng saw that those standing and fishing were all older and hardcore farmers. Although the crops had fallen, these guys were still holding their fish.

Zhao Cheng saw a man carrying a birdcage and bragging. Curious about what they were talking about, he walked over and listened from behind.

"If you ask me, we're really at a disadvantage when the Volunteer Army is fighting that beautiful country. We should spend that time building our own country instead of helping those Koreans! Look, everyone, we're about to negotiate, and yet the war is still going on!"

"Hey, isn't it for ourselves? Besides, this is a war with a foreign country, and we won. Since the time of Emperor Daoguang, the only time we fought against the Japanese was this one! It's really inspiring! Especially this Korean War, the opponent was the United Nations! Listen, the United Nations, what a big country!" A bannerman boasted while playing with a walnut in his hand.

"Come on, that's called the United Nations Army! It's an organization organized by the United States, just like the League of Nations Assembly at that time! The United Nations! Don't talk nonsense if you don't know!" Suo Qian quickly stopped him. If others heard what he said, they would definitely laugh their heads off.

"Ah, yes, that's right. I heard that the army of that beautiful country claims to be the best in the world! Compared with our Celestial Empire, they are obviously uncultured!" Another bannerman curled his lips, his face full of disgust.

"Fifth Master is right. We are the Celestial Empire. We are so cultured and elegant! Number one in the world? How straightforward. Only an uncultured person would brag like that. Number one in the world was beaten by us without any chance to fight back? Doesn't that prove that we are even better than number one in the world?" Suo Qian said with emotion.

"Alas, this is a new world, and we are finally much more peaceful! At least we don't have to go through the chaos of war. Brothers, don't forget, how much trouble those Japanese devils brought us back then! Damn it. They didn't even let me eat rice! I could only eat that nutrient powder mixed with soil! Damn it, I have never suffered such suffering in my life!" Uncle Fan Wu thought of the days when the Japanese devils were around, and he still felt pain in his back garden. He really couldn't defecate!

"These guys don't care whether they are right or not, they just brag! They are so idle!" Zhao Cheng listened for a while, felt that it was boring, and went home.

On the way home. "The North Korean war is almost over. It's already June. In less than two months, many veterans should be back. Besides those who went to the northwest, many more will be filling the security departments of the various factories after the public-private partnership. Can I talk to Director Luo about finding another director? This would have to be a perk position with plenty of work. This regular job is too much." Zhao Cheng thought about all the documents Xiao Li had asked him to sign after work today, and he felt a headache coming on!

"Is this the guy?" Not far behind Zhao Cheng, two short men stared at Zhao Cheng and whispered to each other.

Because Zhao Cheng was thinking about something, he did not hear the two people's voices at first. Moreover, the two people only used their eyes to confirm whether they were the target and did not look at Zhao Cheng. Zhao Cheng's sixth sense did not react to the two people's bad intentions.

"It's him. My team members saw him hanging around in that base with their own eyes, and it was he who captured Commander Gong from the Labor Hotel. I definitely won't remember it wrong!" said the slightly taller man with certainty.