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The first thousand two hundred and thirty-ninth chapters study male gods to be preferential treatment

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Zhao Yongqi, who was disqualified because he ate Haisai while grouping, was naturally left at the end by 6 Hao without hesitation. The male god had no objection to this situation. Anyway, in his opinion, it was not once or twice that he was pranked by the black-bellied deer. Today, this kind of thing that doesn't even have to be punished is not a problem at all.

He left the bus with Xiao Baozi and slowly walked towards the back door of the Food City. When he was about to reach the door, Zhao Yongqi suddenly stopped, took off his sunglasses, and stuffed them directly into his pocket. Then he turned his head to the little woman who looked at him by his side and said, "Little Baozi, take off the sunglasses too. The weather is cold now, and there are many people wearing hats and masks, which is not rare. But not many people wearing sunglasses, so it is easier to attract attention when entering like this."

"Well, okay~~" replied the sweet little bun, who was well-behaved and charming, didn't even hesitate at all. He took off the brown sunglasses that could cover most of her face. Speaking of which, her face looked round and cute, but in fact it was quite small. According to Zhao Yongqi, she could cover her entire face with one hand, so even wearing sunglasses felt larger.

He took off his sunglasses and revealed his beautiful eyes full of agility. His little bun, who looked very good, simply grabbed Zhao Yongqi's arm and followed the shaking footsteps, while tilting his head in confusion and asked, "Brother Qi, when was the three-year natural disaster mentioned by Director 6 in the morning?"

"Oh, it was that three-year difficult period." Zhao Yongqi said with a smile: "In the past, the older generation liked to call it three-year natural disasters. Then in the 1980s, the government had changed its name to three-year difficult period, so people like you are generally not comfortable with that."

"Oh, that's it." Diandian, Xiao Baozi thought about it and asked again: "Why do you need to change it? It's not because of a natural disaster?"

"That's right, it's more complicated." Zhao Yongqi, who habitually reached out to grab the mess, but only caught the baseball cap, smiled and said, "Because there is no real national puzzle, and almost all Western countries were hostile to us at that time, and it was difficult for foreigners to enter the country, so the so-called information abroad was almost fabricated. Because of this, the controversy in this special period has always been very controversial.

The positive side believes that during the three years from 1958 to 1961, rare floods and droughts did occur, resulting in a large-scale reduction in production across the country, which led to famine. The negative side believes that it was because of the mistakes in national policies and the leap forwards made at that time that led to false reports from deceit in the country, and there were many satellite fields, including Kanda fields that could produce 15,000 kilograms per mu, so there was no preparation or awareness of insufficient food, which led to famine.

In my opinion, it is about half and half. For example, the gradually collected water traces and climate information in various places has proved that there were indeed serious disaster weather at that time. History has also proved that the leap forward was indeed wrong. In addition, the international environment at that time was very complicated, the US hostility, the gradual deterioration of Soviet relations and other adverse factors eventually led to a very serious and miserable three-year difficult period."

However, no matter how you say this, no matter how well the pros and cons of the network is, it is meaningless. After all, without actual historical facts, it is very meaningful to rely on the personal experience of a few people or the information of a certain village or county. It is very one-sided to interpret a difficult period that has spread across the country. After all, today, in those remote areas, there are still some special groups who cannot eat or even starve to death, right?

And I don’t like to make such unreasonable speculations. As long as I know that there is indeed such a difficult period, that’s OK. As for what’s going on, let’s leave it to those historians for research.”

He listened very seriously with his little head, and his big eyes were always on his handsome face. It seemed that in order to walk and not fall, the little bun was about to hang up in his entire body. His cute expression made Zhao Yongqi look tilted and moved.

He raised his hand and pinched the face of the bun wearing a mask, feeling the tenderness coming from his fingertips. Zhao Yongqi smiled and said, "I don't know how to read the information. Every time I meet someone I don't know, I like to support me in telling stories? What if I'm wrong?"

"Hehe, no matter what, they like to listen to your stories, so don't read those boring materials." The little bun jumped and waved his fists proudly: "Anyway, if someone scolded me for not melting next time, I said that it was taught by Brother Qi. Hehe..."

"You little fairy." Ai Lian whispered, and Zhao Yongqi grabbed his jade hand, clasped his fingers, pointed to the entrance near him and said, "Let's go, let's see how to handle this task first."

"Okay~~" The tender response, the warmth coming from the tightly clasped fingertips, made the little woman's mood seem to be better.

...

"Queen Mumu, are you bullying?" Cheng He shook the environmentally friendly plastic bag of his hand bitterly, his little eyes frozen in front of him, crossing his legs, and sat on the big queen of Mumu next to the table in a corner of the second floor. "Are you going to let me take back all the garbage left over from those people and throw them there?"

"What about that?" Yang Mu's arrogant jade arms wrapped around her chest, highlighting her "hard weapon" and "viciousness". She glared at her beautiful eyes and said without changing her face, "Do you want me to collect the garbage?"

"..." Cheng He thought for a long time, and suddenly began to catch things wildly. His posture was seventy-seventh-point similar to Zhao Yongqi.

Yang Mu stared at her beautiful eyes for a long time, and finally asked in confusion: "Brother He, why are you catching your head here if you haven't collected garbage yet?"

"I'm learning about the male god Xiao Qi. Maybe there will be preferential treatment." Cheng He turned sideways, his lips curled up, imitating Zhao Yongqi's warm smile, and deliberately changed his voice, "Mumu, do you really want me to collect garbage? I am your favorite male god Xiao Qi."

"I'll kill you bastard!" The beautiful Mu, whose pretty face turned red in an instant, could see from the white and tender ears exposed outside, from the white and tender ears exposed outside. At this moment, he was successfully provoked by the bitch He and was completely in a state of shyness. He didn't expect to pull out his real weapon, the white jade leather steel core armor-piercing fist, and with the thunderous momentum, he killed the bitch He's vital chest and abdomen.

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