The little black pig seemed to understand Zhao Yuanle's words. Dadada took the pig's hooves and arrived at the edge of the basket, raised his pig's butt, hummed, and pulled a piece of shit in.

Zhao Yuanle nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, that's right."

How could she be so arrogant that she could shovel poop for a group of piglets?

The child next to him was stunned and stunned.

Zhao Yuanle coughed.

"What are you going to play today?"

A child spoke.

"Get the details!"

Zhao Yuanle: "Hmm?"

Several children started talking in a slight manner.

"That is, we divide it into two factions, two places, and then send people to steal the opposite place. As long as one person succeeds in stealing, we will win."

"Oh..." Zhao Yuanle was not surprised by this way of playing, she just wondered about the name.

So she asked the oldest child here.

"When did you find this thing? Which one came up with it? And why is it called this name?"

The oldest child recalled and replied, "I don't know if it was the one who came up with it. It was their big doll who taught us anyway.

My brother said that we should be careful of the spies from other countries, especially those from the Japanese country and the Eastern Japanese devils."

The child next to him nodded and agreed.

"That's right, the old man said that those who seem to be sneaky, run around the mountains, and write things with small notebooks, remember this and that, are just detailed works.

They want to find our baby, draw our map, and then grab ours.”

Zhao Yuanle sighed in his heart when he heard this.

Unexpectedly, people in this small place still know these things and have this enlightenment.

In fact, in that world, the Japanese in the East did this.

Some people may seem to be locals all their lives, but they still have to live alone in the mountains and forests. In fact, they discover all kinds of information before sending it out.

If she remembered correctly, during the Republic of China in that world, a certain Japanese man who lived a good life had recorded the coal quality in a certain place here and some places, and the personnel in some places at that time did not know this information.

I think that the ambitions of a certain Japanese who lived a good life have never been temporary. Similarly, the so-called Japanese people here are probably the same ambitions.

But in this world, they dare not act rashly, nor have they received a large amount of silver compensation to develop themselves, so they are not very powerful.

After thinking about this, Zhao Yuanle's heart moved and took out the rock candy in his hand.

"If you win once, give me a candy."

As soon as we hear there is a reward, these children become even more excited.

A bunch of people was divided into two factions, each occupying a small hill. They not only knew how to occupy the commanding heights, but also knew how to hide their figures and assault from the side.

The opposite side will also arrange the people who guard the family and send a few people to take charge of the attack. From time to time, they will suddenly rush to the other party's house.

Zhao Yuanle watched it with relish.

After a few games, her rock candy has been divided.

These children held rock candy and licked and ate carefully with their tongues, laughing happily.

Zhao Yuanle noticed that the child did not eat candy, but put it away.

She guessed that doing this was probably to taste the taste of her brothers and sisters in her family...

A child tried to bite a little bit of rock candy, chewing it crisply, and then showed a satisfied expression.

“The rock sugar is so delicious, it’s better than malt sugar.”

Some other children said, "Of course, this is made of sugar, it's much sweeter."

When Zhao Yuanle saw them eating candy, he suddenly had an idea.

"Do you want to listen to the story?"

A bunch of children looked at Zhao Yuanle and nodded in one go.

Zhao Yuanle: "Then I will tell you a story about the little soldier Zhang Ga."

A bunch of children looked at Zhao Yuanle curiously, listened to Zhao Yuanle's voice sound, and then became quiet and began to listen attentively.

Today, Zhao Yuanle first told the story background and the first few characters to these children, and then the beginning of the story Gazi wanted a turtle box.

A child asked curiously: "What does the turtle box look like?"

Zhao Yuanle thought about it and drew a shape on the sand with a stick based on his memory of watching the TV series.

After watching a bunch of children around, some children said that they would ask their father to make a piece of wood.

But the other child asked another question.

"Are the Eastern Japanese devils the Kingdom of Wazi? Humph, those little devils dare to bully us?"

Other children also agreed.

"That's right, we are the most powerful. The barbarians in other places are all barbarians. How dare they bully us and look down on us?"

Zhao Yuanle knew it.

This kind of idea is deeply rooted.

She couldn't help but ask.

"They dare not be because they are not as good as us. What if there was one day when we were not as good as them?"

One of the little boys said it was impossible.

"How could they be so stupid than us? Their things are just strange and useless."

"That's right, Western candy is hard to eat, it's bitter. The Japanese in the East are short and thin. They can't even eat tofu, what's the best for them?"

Zhao Yuanle wanted to laugh for a moment.

Look, this kind of satisfaction and superiority can really spread. A group of children can't even tell the difference between the east and the west, but they know these things from their own family and the people around them. They have started to laugh at people outside their country since childhood.

Although, this is correct.

But the times are developing, these things were true before, but what about the future?

Zhao Yuanle was a little serious.

"I tell you, people are the same, they just look different from us, and their brains are the same.

So, we can learn it, too.

If we don’t want to learn new things and they learn new things, they will be better than us.”

At this moment, a child spoke.

"We have money. If they have anything useful, just buy it. They are all very poor. We can exchange a lot of tea and silk cloth for a little bit of it."

Zhao Yuanle smiled.

She asked, "What if they don't want to change it, just grab it?"

The child also took it for granted: "They can't beat us, and their cannons are not as good as us."

Zhao Yuanle: "What if they secretly made a cannon that is stronger than us?"

Another child immediately said, "We have a lot of people!"

Zhao Yuanle asked again: "What if they all joined forces, and the cannon could kill many people at once."

Now, the children were silent.

Zhao Yuanle: "If this is true, are you afraid?"

The older child thought about it and shook his head.
Chapter completed!