"You fight with the Cultural Revolution, and you will be no match for ten of you." Li Zhilong said to Xiaoxiu with a smile: "When he was in school, he was good at eloquence and was famous throughout the school. Our classmates didn't dare to debate with him easily."

As he was talking, Song Yunfei took out a coat and handed it to Xiaoxiu. It was still troublesome to put the coat on Zhuang Jihua. Xiaoxiu was still in trouble alone. First, Song Yunfei and Li Zhilong lifted Zhuang Jihua up, then spread the coat on a wheelchair, and then put Zhuang Jihua on. After such trouble, he put the coat on.

After putting on his coat, Song Yunfei pulled Xiaoxiu aside and spoke. When they left, Li Zhilong's smile disappeared, and he continued the middle topic: "Cultural Revolution, what do you mean, winter? What kind of winter?"

Zhuang Jihua stared at him, but after thinking about it, he did not answer his question: "Sometimes I wonder whether politics can be played by us. What is the most important thing in life? My opinion is first of all family, relatives, and then others. Compared with girls like Xiaoxiu, we are big people, but compared with some people, we are small people. We do our own things well, and others follow the heavens and follow the people, stay when they are in harmony, and leave when they are not."

Li Zhilong didn't understand Zhuang Jihua's words, but he still understood the strong advice. He asked a little confused and unwillingly: "What do you mean is I should leave? No matter the revolution?"

"Do you still remember what I said about faith? No matter what belief is, the Three Principles of the People or **, we don't know what it will look like in the end. The Prime Minister and Marx have not left behind mature plans, but they are just left with some thoughtful things. As for how to practice, we don't know how to practice it. They all need to go through long-term exploration. Since it is exploration, there will be twists and turns, and there will be spring and winter. In the fields, I know that your situation is difficult. But I think. This is the best time for you to sharpen your mind. Don't rush to come out. Before you come back, you must see the environment clearly and what power you want to come out. Whether this force is reliable, where their strengths are, whether they provide you with development space, how strong their opponents are, etc. must be thought clearly."

Zhuang Jihua's words were just holding a pipa and half-covered his face, fooling Li Zhilong into confusion. He lit a cigarette, took a few sips and asked, "What do you mean is the revolution that will suffer great setbacks? That's the opportunity for me to cleanse my innocence?"

"I didn't say that, but when you talk about opportunity, I want to say that the word opportunity is very interesting. Everyone can see it, not necessarily an opportunity. On the contrary, only a few people see it may be an opportunity. In the field, you are full of talent and unwilling to be buried. I can understand that, but at this time, you are both energetic and very chaotic. If you don't pay attention, you will throw out your passion. In the field, you have experienced storms, be cautious and cautious. Think about your sister-in-law more before taking action." Zhuang Jihua really couldn't bear to see Li Zhilong die in the purge in the near future. But his distress was that he couldn't say it clearly, so he had to go around the corner to persuade him. I hope he could understand.

Li Zhilong nodded. He wanted to return to the ** organization, but no matter how hard he tried or how he performed, the organization no longer believed in him, let alone accepted him. He was very disappointed and confused. In addition to the future, he lost the goal of struggle, otherwise it was his biggest problem.

Pan Huiqin hurried over with a food box. Although she saw the two of them talking, she didn't care. She came straight over and opened the food box. There was a can of steaming chicken soup inside.

"Drink quickly, I'll cook for four hours." Pan Huiqin scooped out a bowl from the can and handed it to Zhuang Jihua. Now she has completely lost her momentum and looks like a home-based woman.

"Sister-in-law is good at craftsmanship." Zhuang Jihua took a sip and said, "Today is chicken soup, last time it was fish soup. Sister-in-law, where did you learn the skills of making soup?"

"It still needs to be learned. People from Guangdong who don't know how to make soup may not be. When you get married, let Yin Shu make it for you to drink." Pan Huiqin smiled and looked around. Seeing that Li Zhilong was far away, he lowered his voice and said, "Cultural Revolution, you advise him not to do things. We can leave, and we don't have to have a revolution."

Zhuang Jihua sipped the soup and spit it out. How did the things Lu Xun write about happen to Li Zhilong?

"I have already said just now that he will definitely ask for your opinion when he goes home. At that time, you will advise him not to move and be cautious in his words and actions."

"He is just too impulsive." Pan Huiqin nodded. "What are you muttering?" Li Zhilong and the two of them were talking in a low voice.

"I'm asking her how you turned her from a youth in the era into a family mother-in-law." Zhuang Jihua joked.

Li Zhilong looked at Pan Huiqin with a deep and apologetic look: "That guy, I turned her into a family woman. When others heard that he was my Li Zhilong's wife, they couldn't hide. They had no place to do it, and I had to implicate her."

Zhuang Jihua couldn't help feeling a little sad when he heard this, but Pan Huiqin didn't care at all. She stood up, tidied up her cotton robe and said, "What are you saying? The sky can't fall. My business is to take good care of you now."

"You're right, my sister-in-law's words should be clear. In the field, I will use soup instead of wine and toast you a bowl." Zhuang Jihua hurriedly answered.

"And you, drink it!" Pan Huiqin turned his head and scolded. Zhuang Jihua's neck shrank and hurriedly buried his head in drinking the soup.

On the other side of the small garden, Wu Ziniu, Song Yunfei and Xiaoxiu were also chatting. In fact, it was mainly Song Yunfei and Xiaoxiu who were talking. Wu Ziniu was not very interested in these things.

"Where are you going to play on Christmas?" Xiaoxiu asked Song Yunfei.

"Christmas? What kind of festival is this?" Song Yunfei didn't understand for a moment.

"I don't understand this. Christmas is the day of the birth of Christ." Xiaoxiu wrinkled his nose angrily and looked at Song with dissatisfaction.

"What's the best thing about this foreign festival? Besides, I have to take care of the teacher. I'm leaving, what should he do?" Song Yunfei looked at the three people on the other side.

"Does he often do this?" Xiaoxiu asked suddenly.

"What?" Song Yunfei was a little puzzled.

"I mean, you all need to avoid them when they talk?"

"This is the case when talking about the main business. If it weren't for the main business, the teacher would let us go." Song Yunfei explained.

"Why? Aren't you his adjutant?" Xiaoxiu felt very surprised. Since Zhuang Jihua trusted them very much, why should he avoid them?

"We take the initiative to avoid some things. You don't understand this yet. The teacher's work is very meaningful and meticulous. In fact, we don't understand many things." Song Yunfei sighed and said that he could actually guess what Li Zhilong was looking for Zhuang Jihua. He lacked a good impression of Li Zhilong, at least he thought that Li Zhilong was not as good as Jiang Xianyun.

"Is that true?" Xiaoxiu was obviously just curious about this topic, and soon she turned to the other side of the matter: "The hospital is going to hold a dance party on Christmas Eve, so how can you come too?"

"I...I can't dance." Song Yunfei was not willing to give up, but was also a little embarrassed.

"I... can teach you." Xiao Xiu whispered, but his head gradually lowered.

Christmas Eve is what all doctors and nurses in the hospital look forward to. The hospital will hold a grand party this night, and everyone except the nurses and doctors on duty will attend.

The hall was arranged happily, and in the center was a huge Christmas tree, with some small flowers and paper boxes cut out of colored paper hanging on it. Two long ribbons crossed over the Christmas tree. Portraits of Santa Claus were pasted on both sides of the walls and windows. On the front wall, the small stars cut out of colored paper set off four big words - Merry Christmas.

The nurses who are studded with white coats all year round have beautiful and neat dresses, which makes them look even more graceful. The hospital is a place where the yin and yang are weak, so many girls also bring their friends to participate. Of course, if this friend is a man, then their relationship will definitely be extraordinary. Those who get married bring their wives or husbands, and there are very few, because this girl usually stops working after getting married. The atmosphere in the hall is warm and cheerful, and the girls perform some small programs of singing and dancing that they compiled, which brings cheers.

"Girls! Young men! Here is the dance we have been looking forward to for a long time. Let's start with the respected dean!" After the show came to an end, the host announced loudly with a smile.

Under the cheerful dance music, the dean and his wife danced gracefully, and then the people around him walked into the dance floor one after another. Xiaoxiu came from the crowd and pulled Song Yunfei into the dance floor. Song Yunfei took clumsy dance steps and was led by Xiaoxiu to rotate in the dance floor.

Zhuang Jihua shook his head from afar. Song Yunfei was too stupid. Xiaoxiu had taught him secretly many times. He didn't know the simplest two steps. He only knew how to go forward and backward when he jumped. There was no other trick at all.

"Aniu, go and jump, too. It's a pity to miss so many girls." Zhuang Jihua smiled and encouraged Wu Ziniu.

Wu Ziniu shook his head firmly: "If I don't go, there can't be no one around you."

"It's okay, it's impossible for anyone to harm me now. I'm a marginal person now." Zhuang Jihua didn't care at all. He thought no one would come to make his decision now.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone calling him: "Mrzhuang, merry

"Merry Christmas, Old Appointment!" Zhuang Jihua turned around and said hello to Yordie.
Chapter completed!