aggressor.

It is really rare for Japanese people who still have this enlightenment now. Han Feng couldn't help but look at Kawatani Ryuro for a longer time, not knowing what the Japanese sold in their gourd.

But there were so many people on the car, and Kawatani obviously didn't want to say anything more. After muttering that in Han Feng's ear, there was no more of the following.

The two then talked randomly about topics. Of course, in order to avoid their exposure, Han Feng intentionally or unintentionally led the direction of the topic to Chinese culture. When the car arrived in Jilin City, Han Feng said goodbye to Chuanya, saying that he had arrived at the station. Chuanya bowed to Han Feng with gratitude, "Jun Wei, thank you for your teachings along the way."

In this way, Han Feng and Jiang Long got out of the car and said goodbye to Kawatani.

As soon as he got off the car, he finally arrived at a place with few people. He was afraid that he would say the wrong thing anyway. Jiang Long, who had been silent, was almost suffocating. He was finally able to speak and could not help but say, "Third Brother, what did you say along the way with the Japanese devils? I didn't understand a single word."

"It's nothing, I just introduced him to some Chinese culture." Han Feng said.

Jiang Long was puzzled, "Brother Third, when did you become so kind? You are so enthusiastic to the Japanese."

Han Feng thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because this is still a sensible person!"

"What's the meaning?"

"This Japanese person is different from what we usually encounter."

"What's the difference? Are they all Japanese devils?" Jiang Long said distractedly.

Han Feng shook his head and explained helplessly: "It's like us Chinese. Some of us are brave and fearless in our lives to defend our country, while others are humble and become traitors just to survive. Can you confuse these two types of people and say, aren't they all Chinese?"

"This...can't..."

"So I said that this Kawaguchi is a little different from other Japanese devils. He seemed to have been transferred to this Manchukuo. The most important thing is that I could feel a helplessness between his lines. He did not want to be an invader.

And our brothers have always had a misunderstanding, and they regard all the Japanese as one type of people. Yes, since most Japanese have entered our territory and murdered our people with weapons in their hands, these are invaders, but some Japanese people are peace-loving. They may have come to China with other thoughts, but at least they are not invading.

From this point of view, since the devils can get traitors and traitors from us, why can't we get some help from alternative Japanese people from the devils?"

Jiang Long couldn't understand Han Feng's concept anymore, he just said contemptuously: "Relying on the Japanese to help us unless the sun hits the west."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's hire a carriage and prepare to go to Yongji!"

"Oh." Jiang Long responded, and felt excited in his heart. When he got on the carriage, as the carriage moved forward, he was getting closer and closer to Yongji. Jiang Long, who was originally talking, did not say a word, but his eyes revealed hope and mixed with complexity.

Han Feng understood this kind of return home. He chuckled and admired the scenery on both sides of the dirt road, shaking with the bumps of the carriage.

"Sir, I'm here."

The words of the carriage owner woke up two people with thousands of thoughts. Han Feng gave the fare, but Jiang Long could not wait any longer and jumped off the carriage.

Behind him, the carriage was getting farther and farther away.

In a relatively remote corner of Yongji, the surroundings are sparsely populated, and the scenery is pleasant. Even if the snow season has not passed, it is not a white area, and evergreen green plants can be seen everywhere.

Jiang Long was very excited. He got off the car and looked at the carriage and left, then said excitedly: "San brother, I'm here. I'm familiar with this place. It's still the same way. It's really not changed at all. Let's walk around, keep playing from this road, and a few miles away, and then I'll get to my town."

As he said that, Jiang Long led the way, and Han Feng nodded and followed.

Everything was indeed as Jiang Long said. After walking for three or five miles, the original desolation around him was replaced by people, and a popular town was revealed in Han Feng's sight.

"It's here. My house is in the middle of the town. Third brother, you don't know. My family was rich at that time. Five or six tiled houses were built. My father said that even our brothers and sisters were married, and the house in this family was enough to live in. Oh, I saw it. Third brother, did you see it? It's the chimney, the longest and tallest. My father likes to compete with others. The chimney in the house has always been the tallest in the town.

It turns out that so many years have passed, but this place has not changed at all!"

Jiang Long seemed to be talking to himself. The closer he got to the tiled house of the long chimney, Han Feng noticed that Jiang Long's body trembled more violently, and slowly approached the long chimney. The five or six rooms that Jiang Long mentioned came into view.

The gray tiles and red bricks extend a wall on both sides, forming a small courtyard. The snow in the courtyard has been swept away and a few trees are planted. The layout and building are not gorgeous, but they look simple and peaceful.

The yard surrounded by the walls has no main door, but the stone walls piled on both sides have opened the intersection. Perhaps it is because the villagers are simple and the main door is open to welcome visitors from all over the world!

Jiang Long was already like a devastated corpse. He walked straight into the courtyard. He stayed under the trees. Looking at these unknown trees, he seemed to be looking at his old friend. "It turns out that you are still here, they are all so big. I remember when I planted you, you are not as tall as me!"

Jiang Long continued to walk, and the grass and trees around him evoke memories of his past. He never thought that he would come back here one day. Since he joined the army, he was about to erase this place from his memory, but when he really returned here, everything was still remembered so clearly.

"Big brother, who are you looking for?" It turned out that there was someone in the room, and as a result, the door was open, so there was someone inside. A middle-aged woman walked out, pulling a half-old child in her hand.

Han Feng originally thought Jiang Long would agree and then go in and sit down, but he certainly wouldn't be Jiang Long's family. Otherwise, no matter how long it took, he wouldn't be able to recognize Jiang Long.

"I didn't know what I meant, I found the wrong place." Jiang Long said, turned his head and walked back out of the yard.

Han Feng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where are the residents here?"

"Residents? Aren't we the residents here?" the woman looked confused.

"I mean, where is the previous resident?"

The woman sighed and said, "I don't know, there was no one in the house when we were divided, but... I heard that the original farmers in this place were given by Japanese people...ah!"
Chapter completed!