After breakfast, Taogu Xiangzi cleaned up and carried her schoolbag to go to school. She spent the afternoon at school and could not come back.

Taogu Xiangzi asked Tang Xiaochuan to wait for her father to come back at home.

"Mr. Tang, I'm going to go to school. See you in the afternoon." Taogu Xiangzi waved at Tang Xiaochuan with a blushing face. Her pure smile was like a lotus that had just bloomed, jumping away with the laughter of silver bells.

Tang Xiaochuan continued to heal his wounds at Taogu Xiangzi's home. He took out a few tablets of the spirit pills and took them, and then began to refine the spiritual power of the spirit pills. Several tablets of the spirit pills were refined by Tang Xiaochuan.

The spiritual energy in Tang Xiaochuan's body has recovered another anti-aging force, and his current strength has recovered by at least 30%.

It was noon, and Kaori Taotani's father had not come back yet.

Tang Xiaochuan and Qiuqiu ate some food prepared by Taogu Xiangzi for them. After lunch, Tang Xiaochuan was bored alone at Taogu Xiangzi's home. He saw that the scenery outside was good, so he walked outside with Qiuqiu and saw how the difference between the village in Ridao Country and Shuixi Village was.

After leaving Taogu Xiangzi's home, Tang Xiaochuan transferred Taogu Xiangzi's village. The houses here are basically made of wooden structures, and the village here is basically no different from the city.

Schools, hospitals, entertainment venues, shopping malls, etc. are all complete.

"Bastard, you're dirtying my shoes!"

"Damn it, why are you so clumsy? You dirty old man, if I see you again, I will definitely kill you."

"I really don't know how courageous a person like you have to live until now. If I were you, I would have committed suicide by septum long ago."

A sarcasm and ridicule attracted Tang Xiaochuan's attention.

No matter where it is, the things that the strong bully the weak will happen every day.

Tang Xiaochuan became a little numb to these things, and it was no surprise that he had experienced too many things, but he still looked in the direction where the sound came.

On an empty street, five or six young men from the Japanese island country fisted and kicked a dirty old man, who was also a fierce and powerful figure.

Even though he knew that he was no match for these young people, he still fought back bravely.

But his counterattack was so pitiful, and his fist hit the young man from the island country these days, as if he was tickling.

These young men from Japan Island countries were even more ruthless when they saw the old man dared to resist. Some people picked up bricks or wooden sticks, and the attack was neither light nor heavy.

If this continues, the old man will be beaten to death by them.

There were also many people from the Japanese island around him who saw that most of these people were villagers from this village. They were watching from the side, but no one took action to stop them.

"Huh?" Tang Xiaochuan saw two round red badges on the collar of the old man, and immediately burst into anger. The anger in his heart seemed to be a volcano erupting.

The old man was wearing a gray-sized military uniform, which was covered with patches. It was hard to tell that this was a military uniform.

On the collar of the military top, there are two round badges of red fingernails, and the pattern on the badge is a red five-pointed star.

This type of military uniform and badge pattern only exists during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression and Anti-Japanese military personnel.

"I will bring you all together to die, even if I die." The old man roared angrily, wanting to die with the young people in the island country these days.

The hero is old and the hero is old, but that spirit is still there.

"Bageyalu, go to die!" A young man from the Hijima Kingdom, holding a wooden stick as thick as an arm, smashed it hard towards the old man's head.

If this is hit, the old man will die.

Bang!

The wooden stick in the hand of this young man from the Hijima Kingdom was about to hit the old man and grabbed the wooden stick with one hand.

Click!

Tang Xiaochuan grabbed the wooden pipe and pinched it into pieces. He looked at these young people from the Hijima Kingdom who were fighting against the old man as if they were looking at the dead.

"Old man, are you okay?" Tang Xiaochuan walked to the old man and helped him up.

"Go away, I don't need you hypocritical Hijima people to be pitiful..." the old man shouted.

Suddenly!

His voice came suddenly, because he heard the language of the motherland. He grabbed Tang Xiaochuan's arm with a little excited expression, and couldn't help but burst into tears. "You...you are Chinese...you are Chinese...you are Chinese...you are finally met the people in my hometown...and finally met the people in my hometown."

The old man was very excited, he was a little incoherent.

"Old man, I am from China." Tang Xiaochuan said to look at the old man.

"That's great...that's great..." The old man kept repeating this sentence.

The old man's name is Song Mingjun. He is 98 years old this year. He joined the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces during the Anti-Japanese War and killed many Japanese soldiers with his own hands. He was an anti-Japanese hero.

The unfortunate old man was caught by Japanese soldiers during a mission and then brought back to Japanese Japanese.

As the war ended, the Song Ming army was left in the Japanese Island Country. He asked the Japanese Island Country's government to send him back to his motherland countless times, but they were rejected.

But Song Mingjun still did not give up on his hope of returning to his motherland.

People from Japan Island did not give him food, were not allowed to work, and were not allowed to treat him. This almost blocked all the old man's life. Japan Island only hoped that Song Mingjun would die soon.

Because the Song Ming army was a witness of that period of history and a living history, the Japanese island country denied that period of history, and they hoped that these living history would die soon, so they tried every means to prevent the Song Ming army from returning to China.

Despite this, Song Mingjun still lived strongly. He believed that one day he could return to his hometown and kiss the land in his hometown.

"Old man, are your physical injuries serious?" Tang Xiaochuan asked with concern.

"It's not a problem, it's great to see people in my hometown. I'll invite you to drink and have a meal." When Song Mingjun saw Tang Xiaochuan's particular kindness, he held Tang Xiaochuan's hand and refused to let go.

"Yes!" Tang Xiaochuan nodded.

He looked at these people who attacked Song Mingjun and said lightly: "Old man, please wait a moment, I have something to deal with."

"What are you going to do for a young man? Don't be impulsive, you can't beat them." Song Mingjun said quickly. It doesn't matter whether he dies or not. He is worried that Tang Xiaochuan will suffer losses for him.

"Old man, don't worry, I haven't taken these people seriously yet." Tang Xiaochuan glanced at the young people from Hijima Country with cold and ruthless eyes.

"Bastard, who are you? Get out of here quickly."

"Haha! It seems that this old man has met the people from his motherland. It's great to beat the old man out of the young man! Let this young man know the power of our young man in the Hijima Kingdom and let him taste our fists."

"This is in our island country, what else are we afraid of?"

(End of this chapter)

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