Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Cruel Later

Human beings have grown up in learning, so there is no end to learning, and if you don't understand, you will never know what the land, this country, and this nation you live in have experienced. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Maybe many people think that those things are in the past, what do you know?

History is indeed something that has passed, but it is also something that is about to happen, and it seems that it has nothing to do with everyone, but it is closely related.

Where does it come from? This is the most frequently asked question by every human being.

Where are they going? That's the question that every human being asks the most when they grow up.

Who am I? This is a question that everybody explores from birth to death.

Formally because of these problems, it will form life, otherwise, what is the difference between humans and animals.

But the more you know, the more you know, the more questions you have, and a lot of complex emotions arise.

When Mr. Ma said that Lingyin Temple was saved by dozens of machine guns, Wang Yao couldn't describe his shock, was it foreign invasion? Or something else?

Everyone has learned the story of the burning of the Old Summer Palace, which is a shame buried deep in the blood of every Chinese person.

There is no shame in acknowledging these shames, and it is shameful to run away from them.

Wang Yao understood that it was a war, a war about culture.

Regardless of the victory or defeat of the war, those innocent cultural relics have disappeared forever from history.

Thinking of the ingenious cultural relics in the museum, and then thinking of the disappeared cultural relics, Wang Yao felt a little regretful.

"If you are interested, I have some information, I will bring it to you next time. Mr. Ma smiled at Wang Yao when he left.

Wang Yao nodded and smiled, "Pay attention to safety on the road." ”

"By the way, are you compiling "The Legend of Wu Xun"?" Mr. Ma remembered something.

Wang Yao nodded.

"Mr. Wu Xun's tomb was dug up in that war, and those people took his worldly experience through the streets, and finally burned down, and now the tomb was built later. Mr. Ma said softly.

Wang Yao's body trembled suddenly, and he looked at Mr. Ma incredulously.

"If you can make this into this, I think it will be shocking. Mr. Ma smiled and nodded at Wang Yao, "See you next time." ”

Until Mr. Ma's car left, Wang Yao was still standing in a daze with four words circling in his head.

Broken bones and ashes???

Why should you be so cruel to a good man who has dedicated his life to the cause of education and to the next generation of children? He has not enjoyed a single day of happiness in his life, has no children and no daughters, and will be crushed and scattered after death?

Wang Yao suddenly felt that a coldness permeated his body.

"What are you doing here, kid?" an old voice fantasized Wang Yao.

Wang Yao unconsciously looked up, and a white-bearded old man in a light blue satin Tai Chi suit had his hands behind him.

Wang Yao blinked, came back to his senses, and hurriedly saluted, "Doctor Liu." ”

Doctor Liu's name is Liu Fang, a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine in Hangzhou, one of the four major acupuncture sects, and the helper who helped Wang Yao overcome Zhao Lirong's terminal illness this time.

"Restless, your face is gloomy, what happened to you?" asked Old Man Liu Fang suspiciously.

"Nothing. Wang Yao pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Why are you here?"

"Today is the day of the report, I'll take a look. Liu Fang looked at Wang Yao, reached out and pinched Wang Yao's shoulder.

Wang Yao only felt a piercing pain coming from his shoulder, which made him refreshed, no longer thinking nonsense, let out a breath of turbidity, and hugged his fist at Liu Fang, "Thank you, Doctor Liu." ”

"It's too damaging to the body to have such a heavy mind at a young age, boy, you can only help the world with a calm heart. Liu Fang said in a deep voice.

Wang Yao smiled, and the two walked towards the hospital together.

There are no patients in the military hospital in peacetime, and the patients who come are all sent by the army to recuperate, which is more like a nursing home, but the level of medical care is indeed not weaker than that of a tertiary hospital, and the equipment is internationally advanced.

There are also military doctors sitting in consultations, and there are masters of Western medicine, and the combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine is treated.

Zhao Lirong's illness is also treated by Western medicine first, assisted by traditional Chinese medicine, so the early stage is machine testing and analysis of various Western instruments, although Liu Fang does not understand the procedure of Western medicine, but he can also find some clues from it.

The attending doctor discussed with Wang Yao and Liu Fang, and suggested that it was not appropriate to stay in the hospital for observation first, and now the old lady's state is still quite stable, and with sufficient time, Wang Yao will have greater certainty.

The treatment methods for Xi Benli in the "Four Medical Classics" are still being studied by Liu Fang and the doctors of the Wen Sick Sect.

"It's going to be good. Liu Fang smiled at Wang Yao and said, "If it happens, it will be a major breakthrough for the country's medical industry." ”

Wang Yao smiled and nodded, "It's more troublesome for Doctor Liu." ”

"It's a matter of duty. Liu Fang smiled.

After sending Liu Fang away, Wang Yao returned to the ward, the old lady was reading a book with Su Yong, Jiang Qu was lying on the bed and biting the pillow towel, and when she saw Wang Yao coming back, she screamed happily.

"Why did you come back so early today?" Zhao Lirong looked up at the window, the sun hadn't set yet.

"Little brother~" Su Yong said hello sweetly and continued to flip through the color books.

"How can there be so many interesting things to keep me. Wang Yao chuckled, "It's better to come back and read a book." ”

"You're going to be a nerd. Zhao Lirong said helplessly.

Su Yong's little pink ears moved, raised his head and blinked his eyes in confusion, "What do you mean to be a nerd?"

"It's your little brother. Zhao Lirong patted her head dotingly.

"That's pretty good. Su Yongjiao said with a smile.

"Didn't smoke today?" Wang Yao sniffed the air in the room and said with a smile.

"I can't smoke anymore, it's not that addictive. Zhao Lirong smiled and waved her hand, pointing to the book on the table, "This is the book that your eldest brother changed for you, and I also consulted it." ”

Zhao Lirong has limited literacy and cannot write, and she used to create works entirely by dictation and performance.

Wang Yao picked it up and looked at it, nodded and smiled, "I didn't expect it to be so difficult to come up with a book before." ”

"It's not something that you can make after reading a lot of books. Zhao Lirong shook her head, "You have to have a life, and only when such a book comes out can you move people's hearts." ”

Wang Yao touched his chin: "Life, I'm going to experience the life of a beggar?"

"Those are all acting, do you play the role of Wu Xun?" Zhao Lirong rolled her eyes.

"I'm going to try it, the old students in the second half of the year, I'm going to let Master Jin Caifeng come. Wang Yao said.

"Don't you know how to count the treasures, you can add them, anyway, the early ones are all begging jokes. Zhao Lirong smiled, "The life I am talking about refers to the center of your book, and the focus is still not impressive enough, because the book is too short, and many things cannot be expressed through the plot, and only the details can be aggravated." ”

"What about the aggravation of the lyrics?" Wang Yao frowned.

"Not necessarily, the audience can't understand it, aren't you going to the university to perform?" Zhao Lirong said.

Wang Yao nodded, "It's a problem, I can only watch the performance." ”

"The essence of opera lies in the details, and the details lie in the tension of expression, so that there will be something aftertaste. Zhao Lirong said with a smile.

"You're a black two. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Who made their books all copied, only the form and the table have no interior. Zhao Lirong smiled, "And you put too many things in the notebook, it's easy to blur the point, you want to focus on expressing that reading is not easy, you have to work hard, don't let the world prevail." ”

"This is a difficult point, just write 'it's not easy to read', that group of college students definitely don't want to read, you don't know that students now, reading is forced by their parents. Wang Yao said with a smile.

Zhao Lirong frowned slightly, and sighed, "In the past, when people were fighting to go to school, why did the conditions become like this now?"

"So, it's harder in this era. Wang Yao smiled, "But you reminded me, this person can also show that it is not easy to read, I changed it, and stimulated the problem that it is not easy to read through character contradictions." ”

"So you have to go to school. Zhao Lirong smiled meaningfully.

Wang Yao pretended not to hear it and said today's interesting story.

After chatting with the old lady for a while until bed, Wang Yao returned to his room, sat at the desk and looked at the manuscript in a daze, the previous information about martial arts was not as much as Mr. Ma said today, Wang Yao thought that it was already very cruel when he had objections.

But reality is always harsher than the record.

This time, hearing the true fate of Wu Xun after his death, he was a little unable to come back to his senses.

Mr. Ma said that it must be shocking to write this ending in truth.

Wang Yao felt that this section would be very shocking and too cruel.

He needed to think about it.

Think again. (To be continued.) )