Zhong Yuemin gave Qinling a long time to popularize science, and only then did she understand that Hindi is spoken by Indians and has nothing to do with American Indians.

"Then why do you call Native Americans Indians, and the English words are almost the same?" Qin Ling had another question.

Zhong Yuemin said: "This matter has to talk about the era of geographical discovery, there was a Spaniard named Columbus, this buddy went to India back then, but he drifted at sea for several months, and when he arrived on the American continent, he thought that when he arrived in India, he called the aborigines he met Indians." ”

"Why?" Qin Ling objected, "Why do Native Americans want a Spaniard to name it?"

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment, this girl still has a sense of resistance, "People have big fists, big fists have the right to speak, and everyone has to recognize what he says." ”

"Isn't it a street hooligan between countries?"

"Actually, it's not as good as a little hooligan!" Zhong Yuemin said: "The little hooligan on the street still has morality, no matter how bad it is, there are still national laws and constraints, those powerful countries have no constraints, if they want to sanction you, they will sanction you, and if they want to beat you, they will beat you, they are more hooligans than hooligans!"

"Is it so mysterious as you say?" Qin Ling was a little unconvinced, "You made it up to lie to me, right?"

"What are you lying to you for?"

"Then tell me about China, according to what you say, we are also hooligans?"

"It's all the same, all countries are hooligans, it's just that we are still relatively weak, and we are just hooligans with a not very high status, but other hooligans don't dare to bark their teeth at us easily. Zhong Yuemin said.

"Why?"

"We can fight. Zhong Yuemin said with a smile, "Let's beat the United Nations forces to the negotiating table in North Korea, which is not something that ordinary hooligans can do." ”

"Look at you like that, and you are so happy to call your country a hooligan?" Qin Ling said with a smile.

Zhong Yuemin said: "If we can become super hooligans at any time, I will be even happier! That means that our country is strong, and no one dares to bully us!"

"Super hooligan?" Qin Ling's jaw dropped in shock.

"Well, super hooligans, now the Soviet Union and the United States can be called super hooligans in the world, Britain and France are big hooligans, we just became permanent members of the United Nations last month, and we can barely be regarded as middle hooligans. Zhong Yuemin said.

"Then why are we middle hooligans, not big hooligans?" Qin Ling disliked China again, just a middle hooligan.

Zhong Yuemin said: "Just because we are not strong enough, the permanent members of the Security Council have a veto power, and we China have not used it much so far, and we abstain at every turn, which shows that we do not have the ability to face hard steel against several other big hooligans, so we can only temporarily avoid the edge and develop silently." ”

"Then when will we become big hooligans, or even super hooligans?"

"When our generation gets old, it should be fine. ”

"Can we see it?" Qin Ling said with some excitement.

"Of course you can!" Zhong Yuemin asked quietly, "Do you want to see hooligans?"

"Hmm. ”

"Actually, you can see it now. ”

"Where?" Qin Ling blurted out while still immersed in Zhong Yuemin's hooligan theory.

"Isn't it here?" Zhong Yuemin pointed at himself and said with a wicked smile.

"Huh?" Qin Ling woke up and was so angry that he slammed Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin hid, laughed at the same time, and sang in his mouth: "I'm a hooligan, I'm a hooligan······"

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"Yuemin, where are you going?"

"You're finally on vacation, and of course I'm taking you home. Zhong Yuemin stepped on the accelerator and drove all the way along Chang'an Avenue.

Qin Ling's attention was quickly attracted by Tiananmen Square outside the car, and he didn't care about Zhong Yuemin's intention to take her home.

"Finally see Tiananmen Square again!" Qin Ling rolled down the window glass and stared out intently.

Zhong Yuemin slowed down the car, "I haven't come back to Beijing to be a soldier?"

"No!" Qin Ling nodded, "Our troops are guarding Nanyuan Airport, and even more so defending the capital, but this is the first time we have seen Tiananmen Square." ”

"Then your troop leaders are too boring!" Zhong Yuemin said: "Anyway, let you come to visit!"

"It's not just me, none of our comrades-in-arms have ever been here, and there is a squad leader who is from other places, and he has been a soldier for three years, and he has never entered the city, nor has he seen Tiananmen Square. Qin Ling said softly, "Before going home to visit relatives last year, she kept asking me what Beijing City was like, what Tiananmen Square was like, she was afraid to go back to her hometown, and the people in the village asked her, but she couldn't come up." ”

Zhong Yuemin was a little silent, and turned the speed of the car to the lowest level, letting Qin Ling watch quietly.

In fact, he is not the only one, the cars running on Chang'an Avenue always set their speed to the lowest when passing through Tiananmen Square.

"When was the last time you were in Tiananmen?" Zhong Yuemin asked.

"The last time I came to see Tiananmen Square, I came with my father, I was nine years old, and he held my hand, and I felt very happy that day. When the car drove past Tiananmen Square, Qin Ling said softly, "At that time, I had just come to Beijing from my grandmother, and I thought that our family could be together again, but my father married another woman, and I never came here again." ”

"I'm sorry to bring up your sadness. Zhong Yuemin didn't know about this.

"It's okay, it's all over, and I'm not the sad little girl anymore. Qin Ling looked at Zhong Yuemin with a smile, "I'm very happy to come to Tiananmen with you this time!"

"If you have a chance, let's go to Tiananmen Square, hold hands, and look slowly. Zhong Yuemin said.

Qin Ling nodded sweetly, "Hmm." ”

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"Small hands. ”

When Zhong Yuemin pushed the door into the house, his little hand was really in the room, holding a magnifying glass and studying the patterns on the ceramic pieces.

"Brother Yuemin!" The little hand came out, and suddenly saw Qin Ling in military uniform coming in, and suddenly became a little restrained.

"Why are you stunned? Zhong Yuemin pointed at Qin Ling and said, "This is the sister Qin Ling you usually call." ”

"Sister-in-law. The little hand changed its name, which made Qin Ling laugh.

"You're a little hand, Yuemin often mentions you to me. Qin Ling stretched out his hand: "I'm Qin Ling, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

Xiao Shou was stunned, no one had shaken hands with her since she was a child, but seeing Qin Ling's serious attitude, she had no choice but to stretch out her hand, but she didn't dare to hold Qin Ling's hand.

"What's so shy about such a big man?" Qin Lingyi grabbed her hand, "Huh, why are your hands so soft?"

Xiao Shou suddenly didn't know how to answer, and was stupid for a while.

"He is called a small hand because of those hands, the ten fingers are slender, warm and soft, these are a pair of skillful hands!" Zhong Yuemin replied to the little hands.

"That's too exaggerated, his hands are softer than many girls' hands, if you don't say it, you can't tell that this is a pair of women's hands!" Qin Ling was still a little incredulous, she kept squeezing her little hands.

Zhong Yuemin grabbed her hand, "It's almost over, I'm going to sue you for insulting my little hand again!"

"Go!" Qin Ling took a sip of Zhong Yuemin. "A dog can't spit out ivory!"

"Little hand, hurry up and pour some water for your sister Qin Ling, it's almost time for dinner, and if there is anything to eat in the canteen, hurry up and get some food!" Zhong Yuemin said the commander who was still stunned.

"Hey, let's go!" the little hand received the command, and ran away as soon as he smoked it.

"Why do you still assign little hands to work?" Qin Ling glanced at Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin pretended to be jealous and said, "Why are you looking at outsiders everywhere?"

"Why is Xiaoshou an outsider?" Qin Ling retorted: "Didn't I hear you say that Xiaoshou had a miserable background and felt a little sorry for this child?

"Come on, don't say it, I've called him for so long today, and you'll be said to be the same as Zhou Papi!" Zhong Yuemin said helplessly.

Qin Ling said with a smile: "I think you are Zhong Papi! Let your little hands work here for you every day, your conscience is greatly broken!"

"I'm really wronged!" Zhong Yuemin shouted: "I just threw the key to him at the beginning, let him come as he likes, and didn't force him to come every day!"

"That, that's also your influence in disguise!" Qin Ling looked like it was your fault, even if it wasn't your fault.

Zhong Yuemin knew that he would definitely not be able to compete with Qin Ling at this time, so he simply surrendered and admitted defeat, "I'll let Xiaoshou go back when I turn around, you think this is always okay, right?"

"That's not going to work!" Qin Ling categorically denied, "As soon as I come, you let the little hand go away, and when I turn around, the little hand thinks that I can't tolerate him!"

"You think too much, little hands are not such careful people. Zhong Yuemin said with relief.

"That's not good!" Qin Ling still shook her head, she walked around the desk and bookshelf full of ceramic objects, "These are all small hands?"

"Well, they were all received by small hands, and he read each one carefully, and specially traced the patterns on the porcelain and compiled them into a book. Zhong Yuemin said with some admiration for the perseverance of the little hands.

The book where the little hand depicted the pattern, Zhong Yuemin turned it over, a big book as thick as a brick, and the little hand seemed to have drawn five or six copies.

"Then he's too powerful!" Qin Ling flipped through the drawing paper on the desk, and was very surprised by the fineness of the pattern, which ordinary people couldn't stay at all.

"The little hand was there just now, and I didn't bother to ask. Qin Ling said: "How does he look like a girl, his height, skin, and personality are very similar, the key is that sixteen or seventeen years old has not yet had an Adam's apple, which is indeed a little strange!"

"Maybe it's malnutrition since childhood, and when it comes to puberty, it's not like the average child develops later. Zhong Yuemin said with a sloppy look.

Qin Ling nodded, "There is indeed this possibility, you can take him to the doctor for a check-up when you go back." ”

"Got it. Zhong Yuemin perfunctorily agreed, "Next time, let him go back early today to rest." ”

"Why are you in such a hurry to let him go back?"

"If he doesn't go back, how can I play a hooligan?" Zhong Yuemin said as a matter of course.

Qin Ling was ashamed, "Stinky rascal!"