The inside of the courtyard was even more empty than Han Feng imagined, with a few poplar trees scattered together, because it was a cold winter, the leaves had already fallen clean, only the bare trunks remained, and the snow in the courtyard was swept away and piled up on both sides.

In the middle of the courtyard abruptly there are two national flags, one is the national flag of the white ground and the red sun, and the other is the red, blue, white and black Manchukuo puppet Manchukuo flag.

The height of the national flag of the puppet state of Manchukuo is slightly lower than that of the national flag, and the strong class status between the national flag and the national flag is also displayed, which makes people laugh.

Further on are three or five connected tiled houses, which are not close to the gorgeous, but also sheltered from the wind and rain.

Perhaps it was the sound of Han Feng talking to the woman that disturbed the house, and a half-old boy pushed open the door and ran out, the little boy and the woman seemed to constitute the population of the entire courtyard, and no one else was seen.

"Latham & Watkins, didn't you let you study your homework in the house and go to bed by yourself later, why did you run out again?" The woman scolded.

The child blinked his big eyes, glanced at Han Feng with some curiosity, and quickly looked away, and said to the woman: "Mom, I have already reviewed my homework, and I can't sleep, so I want to come out and take a look." ”

The woman He Ping smiled apologetically at Han Feng and said, "This is my son, his name is Li Ruisheng, he is twelve years old this year, his father is doing things for himself, but he is busy today, so he has no time to come back, and there are only two of us left at home, mother and son." ”

Han Feng nodded, and smiled at Li Ruisheng: "Hello Latham children, my name is Feng Han, I am a guest who came to your house to stay overnight, what grade are you studying this year?" ”

"I'm in the third grade, and I'll be graduating from elementary school in another year." Li Ruisheng said that Han Feng had also heard of this, and the primary school system in Manchukuo was only four years.

He Ping said: "...... Mr. Feng, it's not getting early, our family doesn't come often, and the house where you can sleep hasn't been cleaned up yet, please wait a minute, I'll clean up the house and vacate it for you. ”

Han Feng said with a smile: "Eldest sister, don't be so troublesome, I'll just stay for two nights and leave, if it's convenient, I'll squeeze with your Ruisheng!" I might be able to give him guidance on his homework. ”

"Latham & Watkins, what do you think? Let me tell you, my uncle can not only help you with your homework, but also tell you a lot of interesting stories! ”

After all, he was just a child, Han Feng's three or two sentences aroused his interest, and Li Ruisheng said happily: "Mom, then I'll sleep in the same bed with my uncle!" ”

He Ping had no choice but to nod in agreement.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the temperature has dropped a lot, and it is always cold outside the hospital, Han Feng and Ruisheng are waiting in the room to bake the fire, the brazier is specially prepared by He Ping, Ruisheng said that he wants to bake the fire on weekdays, and his mother is reluctant to burn the fire, that is, he looks at his uncle's face and burns the fire.

There was a knock on the door, and a voice came in, "Latham and Watkins, are you asleep?" You come out, mom has something to look for you. ”

"Oh!"

Li Ruisheng wrapped himself in cotton clothes, hurriedly pushed open the door and walked out, and closed the door again.

Faintly, Han Feng heard He Ping telling his son something.

After a while, Latham pushed open the door and walked back.

The two men continued to sit facing each other around the brazier, their faces reddened by the red light of the charcoal fire in the somewhat dimly lit room.

"Latham & Watkins, what did Mom tell you?"

"I don't know, that means I must not upset my uncle, but I think my uncle is not a child, how can he be angry casually?" Li Ruisheng scratched his head, showing a look of confusion.

Han Feng naturally knew the reason, and it seemed that in the bottom of He Ping's heart, he knew that he would never be provoked.

He smiled and said, "Your mother is joking with you, of course my uncle won't be so casually angry, come, I promised to tell you a few interesting stories, let's start with a thousand and one nights......"

After the two stories were told, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

The cold winter nights always seem deep and deadly silent, and for the people of Manchukuo, who have little nightlife in this era, this point should have been asleep a long time ago.

Originally, according to the habit of weekdays, Li Ruisheng would have fallen asleep a long time ago, but the attraction of a story like One Thousand and One Nights is very fatal to the allure of children, otherwise it would not have been sought after by countless young readers for a long period of time.

Li Ruisheng was not sleepy, but became more and more excited, and the two stories seemed to have brought him and Han Feng closer:

"Uncle Feng, tell me one more, this story is really good!"

Han Feng said: "Do you still want to hear it?" ”

"Hmm."

"Why don't we sleep, it's so late, I heard your mother say that you still have to go to class tomorrow!"

"It's okay, I can get up, it won't affect the class, Uncle Feng, you can talk about one more, I beg you."

"Okay then, just before you tell the story, can you tell your uncle a little bit about the elementary school you went to? The uncle was very interested in this aspect of things. Han Feng said.

Li Ruisheng nodded, but was puzzled: "Uncle Feng, then what should I say?" ”

Han Feng said with a smile: "Whatever comes to mind, such as what you saw and heard in the elementary school you attended, the rules, and the courses you took, you can do it." ”

Li Ruisheng thought for a while and said, "When I was nine years old. I was able to go to school, and my father's friend helped me find it in elementary school, and when I went to class, the teacher there asked me, "Have you ever studied Japanese?" Can you read aloud and dictate 51 letters?

I said I wouldn't, and the teacher shook his head and said that I couldn't be a transfer student, and then my father's friend Uncle Ben taught me all the fifty-one letters, and I was finally able to study in that elementary school.

The school teaches courses such as Chinese, Japanese, arithmetic, art, and physical education, and Mr. Yomoto has always emphasized that speaking Japanese is the most important, it sounds better than other languages, and has a long history, and we must learn Japanese well, and the Chinese teacher did not object, and he was also present at the time, and nodded that Japanese must be learned.

By the way, Uncle Feng, there are two national flags erected outside our school!

One is the national flag of our own country, and the other is the national flag of our Manchukuo, and we have to salute that flag when we go to school and after school, first to the Japanese flag, and the teacher says that it is our friend, our pro-state, and then to salute the flag of our country.

Not far from the school gate, there is also a shrine dedicated to Amaterasu, to whom we bow when we go to and from school.

Then the school will definitely not allow fights, but it doesn't matter if the students beat us, we can't fight back, if we fight back or hurt them in turn, we will definitely be criticized by the head teacher or the principal, and sometimes they will slap us.

……”