Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

Zhao Cheng sat on the kang waiting for dinner. Zhou Bingkun walked over and looked at Zhao Cheng with curiosity.

"Bingkun, what's wrong?" Zhao Cheng touched Zhou Bingkun's head and asked with a smile.

"Uncle Zhao, I heard from my dad that you are also from Jichun, right?" Zhou Bingkun asked curiously.

"Yes, my hometown is Jichun. Later, because of the war, my hometown was completely destroyed, and all the houses were gone. So I crossed the border and went to Peking." Zhao Cheng also fell into memories.

In his later life, he did live in Jichun, but he was only there to work. His real hometown was Siping. That was where he was born and raised, and he had lived in the countryside there until he was twenty years old.

"Uncle Zhao, have you ever thought about coming back to live here? Don't you have any relatives here?" Zhou Bingkun asked.

"No, my relatives and social circle are all in Peking. Apart from your family, I don't know anyone here!" Zhao Cheng sighed.

"Then Uncle Zhao, just treat us as your family!" Zhou Bingkun said.

Zhao Cheng looked at Zhou Bingkun's serious expression, smiled and said nothing, but silently hugged Zhou Bingkun.

"Brother Zhao, come and have dinner! I don't know what you like to eat, and I don't know if these are to your taste!" Li Suhua walked into the house with the last dish and said as she put the food on the table.

"Haha, sister-in-law, you are too polite. I am not picky about food. I have eaten everything on the battlefield. This is already considered a good thing!" Zhao Cheng was pulled by Zhou Zhigang to sit at the table.

"Oh, that battle was so hard to fight. I really don't know whether it was right or wrong!" Zhou Zhigang also sighed.

"It is definitely right to fight a war. There is nothing worth considering about this. After all, the United States had already sent a large army to our border. If we had not fought that war, we might still be on guard against the United States now! Moreover, if our generation has fought all the wars, it will at least allow our country to enjoy decades of peace. Our descendants will not have to be oppressed!" Zhao Cheng took a bite of the dish and said firmly.

Zhao Cheng understood Zhou Zhigang. He felt that too many people had died on the battlefields in North Korea, and it felt like the country was always at war. People of Zhou Zhigang's age had essentially lived through war for the first half of their lives. Only now were things better, and they were living a happy life.

"Uncle Zhao, what was your position on the North Korean battlefield?" Zhou Rong is a girl, and the questions she asks are always about her concerns.

"I was the deputy company commander at first, and when I retired, I became the company commander! But I still have a military position now, and I haven't completely left the army. I just don't need to stay in the army every day!" said Zhao Cheng.

"Xiao Zhao, do you still have a military position? Aren't you the director of Xizhimen Police Station?" It was the first time that Zhou Zhigang knew that Zhao Cheng still had the identity of a soldier.

"Well, my military position is a temporary one, mainly to help solve some problems. My main job is still at the police station!" said Zhao Cheng.

"Uncle Zhao, you must be very good at fighting, right? The company commander must be a high-ranking official, right?" Zhou Bingkun asked curiously.

"The company commander is a grassroots officer. Besides, I didn't join the war for promotion or wealth. I was already the deputy director of the police station at that time. There is actually no advantage for me now whether I go or not." Zhao Cheng clinked glasses with Zhou Zhigang and took a sip of the wine brewed by Zhou Zhigang.

"Then why did you go there in the first place?" Zhou Bingyi also interrupted and asked.

Zhou Zhigang and the others also looked at Zhao Cheng curiously. After all, he was just a deputy director at the beginning. He went to the battlefield and risked his life. When he came back, he was just a director. If he didn't want to get promoted, then what was he doing?

Zhao Cheng put down his chopsticks, looked at the Zhou family members, and said in a deep voice: "Not long after I was born, the Japanese occupied the Northeast. I have lived under the rule of the Japanese since I was a child. My father told me that we are Chinese. Although we are now ruled by the Japanese, we must never forget that we are Chinese! When I grew up, the civil war broke out and my family was gone. I was forced to wander to Peking. With the liberation, we lived a good life. But when the country was invaded, as a Chinese, I could no longer turn a blind eye. Besides, I also had the ability to do something! The Korean War was the founding war of our country. If we won, we could exchange it for decades of peace. Why shouldn't I go? How can a man not serve in the army? How can I miss the opportunity to confront those powers head-on? So I went. I wanted to see how powerful the beautiful country that defeated the Japanese was. How could they dare to come and massacre our people? As you know, they have nothing good except better equipment!"

When the Zhou family children heard what Zhao Cheng said, they felt that this was a real man, a pure Northeastern man!

"Good job! Brother, you are better than me. I admire you!" Zhou Zhigang drank the wine in his glass in one gulp and gave Zhao Cheng a thumbs up.

Although Zhou Zhigang did not go to the battlefield due to family reasons, Northeast China was the logistics base for the entire war, and Zhou Zhigang made many contributions to the war.

It can be said that the victory of the entire North Korean War was won through the hard work of ordinary Chinese people! Not only did the soldiers on the battlefield fight for their country, but the vast majority of people in the rear were also making their own efforts in this war. Except for those black-hearted capitalists!

"Uncle Zhao, how many enemies did you defeat at that time?" Zhou Bingkun was like a curious baby.

"Haha, it's hard to explain. I participated in many battles, but if you ask me how many enemies I killed, it's probably more than one thousand but less than two thousand! After all, no one on the battlefield will count these carefully!" Zhao Cheng said with a smile.

"More than a thousand people? Uncle Zhao, you are so awesome!" Zhou Bingkun now admired Zhao Cheng even more. Any boy would envy those brave men who rode horses to kill the enemies!

"Haha, what's this of mine? Those who sacrificed their lives are the real heroes. I can only be considered lucky." Zhao Cheng also took a sip of wine and said with emotion.

"Uncle Zhao, can you let me join the army in the future? I also want to be a real man like you!" Zhou Bingkun looked at Zhao Cheng with anticipation.

Zhao Cheng looked at Zhou Bingkun's round head, who was looking at him with admiration, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Okay, when you reach the age, I will let you join the army! But if you want to join the army, you must have a good body! Otherwise, you may not be able to withstand the high-intensity training in the army!" Zhao Cheng said with a smile.

"Then I will start exercising well tomorrow! I will definitely be able to join the army!" Zhou Bingkun's little face was full of determination and his eyes were full of perseverance.