Chapter 1668 Mother of the Motherland - the way home from a dream (18)

   Yin Yin nodded.

   Zhao Zhuzi suddenly became excited, and his body trembled slightly because of his excitement. He rubbed his hands, and seemed at a loss because of his nervousness and excitement, but he still stepped forward and hugged Yin Yin.

  Yin Yin patted his back lightly and said, "Good boy, I am proud of you."

   Yin Yin's words made Zhao Zhuzi burst into tears, and he whimpered loudly, like a child who finally found his way home after getting lost, and like a floating duckweed that finally found his roots.

   After a while, Zhao Zhuzi calmed down.

   He asked: "I want to ask you some questions, may I?"

   He knew that he, Tie Dan, Ergou, must have died.

  Otherwise, they would not have become obsessions, and have been floating here, repeating what happened on the battlefield.

   After Yin Yin nodded.

   Zhao Zhuzi took the lead in asking the first question: "Huaguo, have you won?"

   Yin Yin raised a smile and nodded: "Victory."

   Zhao Zhuzi's eyes lit up, he clenched his fists, and his excitement seemed to burst out of his chest: "It's great, it's great, I know from the side, we can definitely do it."

   calmed down for a while, then he asked again: "What time is it now?"

   "2021."

   Zhao Zhuzi was in a trance, it turned out that it was already 2021, and it has been 60 to 70 years.

   What is the current motherland like?

   Zhao Zhuzi remembered himself in the 1950s and 1960s.

   He asked: "Then can our people have enough to eat now?"

   Yin Yin: "Yes. Our grain output ranks first in the world."

  Yin Yin's voice was sonorous and powerful.

   Zhao Zhuzi smiled: "Okay, okay, number one in the world, enough to eat, okay okay."

   "Then can our country's children go to school?"

   He still remembers the difficulties when he and the children in the village wanted to study. There were few teachers, few books, poor, unable to pay school fees, and the place was too remote to receive a better education.

  Yin Yin smiled: "Yes. Now the country implements a nine-year compulsory educational education, six years of primary school and three years of junior high school, all children go to school, tuition fees are borne by the state, and students are free."

   The smile on Zhao Zhuzi's face became even bigger: "Okay, every child can read in the future." Even in remote places, knowledge can change fate.

   He also said with some envy: "The children living in this era are very happy."

  Yin Yin: "Yes, they are happy. Their happiness is inseparable from the efforts of the previous generations."

   Zhao Zhuzi showed a relieved smile on his face.

   He asked one last question.

   "Then there are still people who dare to bully you now, don't you, are you doing well?"

  Yin Yin stretched out his hand, touched his head, and said, "I'm fine, because of you, I'm doing well now, and my future will get better and better. Now, no one dares to deceive me."

   "No one dares to bully. No one dares to bully." He murmured, "Okay, great."

   Zhao Zhuzi didn't know how to describe his mood.

   If there is really a word to describe it, it should be: die without regrets.

   After a while, Zhao Zhuzi calmed down.

   He asked: "I, can I ask the specific situation of the war?"

  Although he won, he still wanted to know the original situation. He knew that since he met Yin Yin, he said that everything that happened was a dream given by Yin Yin.

   In the dream, he, Goudan, and Li Ergou were all alive.

   (end of this chapter)