Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Mrs. Lan sighed.

His eyes passed over the bodies of Cong Ye and the others, and finally landed on Cong Ye, with deep meaning.

"These days, there are not many kind-hearted people like the young master!"

Sister Lan had already been with Hongwen for a while, and she must have learned a lot about Cong Ye from the two of them.

"It's not that I mean well, but I really can't stand by and watch."

The Republic of China in the past was just a few sentences in history books.

When all the suffering materialized in front of Cong Ye, he really couldn't remain indifferent.

Since you have the ability, why don't you lend a helping hand?

Cong couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

He doesn't want to be a great hero or great man, he just wants less blood to be shed.

"But now there are people everywhere watching the show. There are too few people like the young master who can spend their wealth to save the country and the people!"

Mrs. Lan sighed unconsciously.

Cong Ye's eyes fell on her and he said nothing.

Mrs. Lan slowly came back to her senses, twitching her lips nervously, her smile a little stiff:

"Master, why are you looking at me like this?"

She touched her cheek and avoided Cong Ye's gaze: "Is there something on my face?"

Cong Ye chuckled, shook his head, and looked away.

Mrs. Lan just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Cong Ye speak.

"Listening to what Mrs. Lan just said, she is also a patriot."

Mrs. Lan smiled awkwardly: "I am a woman, I just want to sigh."

Cong Ye shook his head: "Women hold up half the sky, Mrs. Lan, don't belittle yourself."

Mrs. Lan's eyes lit up, and she seemed to be unable to hold back and asked:

"Master, do you think so too?"

Cong Ye raised his eyebrows and asked funnyly: "Yeah?"

Mrs. Lan's eyes widened and she froze, smiling dryly as if to remediate:

"Hahahahaha! I...one of my fellow countrymen said the same thing!"

Cong Ye nodded thoughtfully, leaned closer and asked seriously:

"Is Mrs. Lan's fellow villager named Mao?"

Mrs. Lan was completely stiff now.

She blinked, her hands holding the chopsticks shaking.

Hongwen and Hongjing didn't know why and looked at Cong Ye in confusion.

Cong Ye was the most calm and calm. He continued to eat fried rice and said casually:

"Sister Lan's hometown should be Xiangtan, Hunan."

Mrs. Lan could no longer say a word.

Seeing the cold sweat on Mrs. Lan's forehead, Cong Ye smiled and comforted:

"Sister-in-law Lan, there's no need to be nervous, I don't mean anything else."

At this time, it is the time for the Kuomintang to wipe out the underground party.

Mrs. Lan is probably also an underground party member.

Being recognized by Cong Ye, it was inevitable to panic.

Mrs. Lan looked at him steadily, her hands loosened, her breathing trembled, but her eyes were firm:

"Now that you know, I won't pretend anymore."

"I kind of know who you are."

"Even if you expose me, I will admit it! Just think that I have seen the wrong person!"

Mrs. Lan stood up and threw out a series of words like firecrackers. The accelerated speaking speed gave her more courage.

Her attitude became calmer and calmer, and her tone gradually slowed down.

"But I still want to persuade you!"

"I used to be an ordinary citizen, but the Nanjing government has never treated ordinary people like us as human beings!"

"They are greedy for profit! They love power more than patriotism!"

"But the Communist Party is different!"

"They are people who really have the people at heart!"

"I know the current situation. If I advise you to join, I will harm you, but...but you don't want to join their group of people..."

Mrs. Lan's eyes became red as she spoke.

"They are all lackeys of the foreigners!"

"My husband was beaten to death by foreigners. I have no way to sue, and my two children were also involved!"

"Why do you think such a government exists?"

She burst into tears.

A few short sentences reveal the deepest sorrow.

Hongwen and Hongjing looked at Mrs. Lan in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

Cong Ye sat on the stool and exhaled heavily.

Sadly, Mrs. Lan is not an exception.

There are still tens of millions of people suffering in China today.

Less than one in ten thousand people can live comfortably.

Mrs. Lan wiped away her tears, as if all her grievances, resentments and pains had been wiped away, leaving only a determined and fearless warrior.

Her thin, hunched body stood straight at this moment, like a loaded gun barrel.

"What I want to say, everything I want to say has been said!"

"I'm not afraid whether you report me or whatever!"

Her eyes slowly passed through Cong Ye and the other three.

Hongwen and Hongjing looked at each other with unbearable eyes.

Hongwen turned his head and wanted to say something, but his sleeve was grabbed by Hongjing.

Although Hong Jing is not smart, he knows how to look at faces.

At this time, his intuition told him that it was best not to interfere, and it was best for the young master to make his own decision.

So he shook his head at his stupid big brother.

Although Hongwen didn't understand why, he still obeyed and kept his mouth shut.

Cong Ye's eyes stayed on the table for a long time, and then he looked up at Mrs. Lan, with a gentle smile on his face:

"I see."

Sister-in-law Lan was stunned and couldn't figure out his attitude, but she became worried.

Cong Ye: "Sit down and continue eating. I also want to eat Mrs. Lan's red bean cake tomorrow morning."

Mrs. Lan's pupils dilated, and a layer of bright light appeared in her eyes.

A flower-like smile bloomed on her face, and the flower bloomed bigger and bigger.

She wiped the corners of her eyes: "Okay! Tomorrow I will not only make red bean cakes, but also mung bean cakes! I am also good at mung bean cakes!"

Hongwen breathed a sigh of relief.

I can eat red bean cake and mung bean cake tomorrow, so everything should be fine, right?

He looked at his brother beside him in confusion.

Hong Jing nodded towards him.

Hongwen smiled: "That's great! The red bean cake made by Mrs. Lan is the best red bean cake I have ever tasted!"

The atmosphere became warm and peaceful again.

Cong Ye said: "I am willing to fund the Red Party's war preparations for guns, ammunition, and fighter jets. I will contact people to purchase them from abroad and ship them to the country to be handed over to the Red Party."

What does the Red Party lack now?

Short of money.

Lack of supplies.

Lack of military supplies.

What Cong Ye lacks most is money.

Military supplies can be purchased from abroad, and no one will refuse money.

Cong Ye did not have a way to bring the general in, but he believed that someone would have a way.

Cong is also from the future and he knows that the Red Party will succeed.

At this time, providing help in times of need, in addition to the patriotism in his heart, also provided a guarantee for the future.

The moment the words fell to the ground, Mrs. Lan's whole body trembled.

It was like a lightning struck her head.

"What... what?"

She looked at Cong Ye in confusion:

"I...did I hear it right?"

"What did you just...say?"

Cong Ye repeated what he said.

Mrs. Lan opened her mouth and kept mumbling:

"My God!"

"My God!"

"Now we really meet him!"

"I really met a living Bodhisattva!"

Although the team has been teaching her democracy and science, she still cannot change her belief in Bodhisattva.