"Audrey, in two years, my brother won't be able to hold you! Look at John, you don't need me to hold you! "The two little ones, probably missing each other for a long time, came to the plantation at noon. Everything here is different from the city, and the relationship between Uncle Hei, who works in the fields, and the overseer also makes the two of them very curious.

"Brother, why is it that blacks can only do the heaviest labor, while we can sit back and enjoy it?" Little John looked at a black slave who did not dare to stop, tilted his head and asked, "Didn't God say that all men are equal?" ”

Is God an egg? Sheffield hugged his little sister, feeling that his mood was a little bad for a moment, and this source was his nominal brother, or Sheffield always felt that he had more brothers, and if he was a girl, he always asked such unacceptable questions.

This question still has to be answered, otherwise the younger brother will inevitably think too much, he doesn't want his younger brother to grow up to become a traitor, if it really comes to that point, he will not show mercy, and his younger brother will be killed as well.

"Let's go back to the house, there are too many people here! Don't delay the work of the other brothers! Sheffield smiled very kindly, holding one on his body and one in his hand, looking like the traditional values of an eldest brother like a father.

Brainwashing one's younger brother is actually more troublesome than brainwashing adults, especially at such a young age, Sheffield still has a trace of unbearability in his heart, because once successful, it is likely to create a younger brother with a violent personality.

Where to start? Sheffield decided to instill the correct three views in his younger brother, "Little John, in fact, I can completely ignore the question you just asked, because from the class level, we are slave owners, and black people are just slaves, and the reason why we can live this carefree life now is the credit of black slaves, so as a member of vested interests, you should not consider this kind of problem, but find a way to maintain your current life at the same time, and ensure that the life of black slaves will also improve!" Do you understand? ”

"But it's not fair to black people, they have no income at all!" Little John said with some pity, "I was in school, and I once heard a teacher say that the ancient Roman era was hit hard because of slavery, and it was almost destroyed......

What kind of teacher is this? Why don't you teach well in class and talk about slavery? Is it a spy sent by the Northern Yankees? Otherwise, he is a traitor to the people of the south, and Sheffield is very dissatisfied with this teacher who has nothing to do, and he is simply misleading people's children.

"But it wasn't slavery that destroyed ancient Rome, it was the nomads, the Huns, and the Goths!" Sheffield stretched out his finger and shook it, "So the best way for foreign nations is to control them in all aspects when they are in absolute advantage, rather than waiting for them to turn against them!" Today we dismantle slavery, tomorrow they will think that they are equal to us, the day after tomorrow they will demand compensation on the grounds that they were slaves, and the day after tomorrow they will be able to take advantage of us and not allow us to express their opinions. Today we take a step back, which is the beginning of a 10,000-step back, when there is no way back! Only God knows what will happen! ”

"Are we going to go to war with blacks?" Little John thought for a long time and gave his guess.

"No!" Sheffield denied it very directly, "As long as there are no traitors with brains within the white people, such as some Yankees in the north, once the black people have a war with the white people, they can only usher in a massacre!" Black people as a person, with very good physical conditions, as a group are not good, too far behind......"

Sheffield personally taught his younger brother that he must pull this younger brother who thinks too much out of the abyss of traitorhood, if he is a slave owner, and the person who opposes him is his younger brother, it is estimated that the Sheffield family can usher in the ridicule of New Orleans.

"You should put your time on top of studying!" Sheffield said earnestly, "You don't care about this kind of thing, if you have time to pity others, I'm sorry, in the absence of dad and big brother, be careful of your ass blooming, I won't show mercy......"

"I see, brother!" Little John looked at his brother, although Sheffield didn't talk seriously and meant to joke, but he always felt that his brother was serious this time, and he would not indulge himself in this point.

"After eating later, I'll have someone send you back in the evening!" Sheffield was very relieved that he had finally saved a good boy with three wrong views, and today was quite meaningful.

In the middle of the night, Sheffield's hut was still very bright, and after driving Rice away and letting him go back to sleep with Lincoln, Sheffield closed his eyes and stood in front of a table to meditate, on the table was a blank piece of paper, next to a pencil ruler and other tools, at a glance he knew that Sheffield was preparing to draw, but it was a little strange with his eyes closed.

"I'm sure I can remember!" Sheffield, who was standing with his eyes closed, hypnotized himself, "That's right, I've seen the drawings of the architectural design, the Central Archives!" Scrapped archives, renderings of the KGB's expansion of collective apartments in six or eight years! It was a sunny day, it should be October, I entered the scrap archive for verification, the sun was setting, so the time should be three to four o'clock in the afternoon! I was wearing a gray military uniform, and I found scrapped drawings in the fifth cabinet in the third row, and I opened it and looked at it a few times, thinking it was scrap paper......"

"Open it and look at it a few times...... Sheffield suddenly shut up, the scene in his mind remained at the moment of opening the drawing, suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the pencil and ruler directly in his hand, and began to draw without blinking, Sheffield didn't say a word during the whole process, as if he saw a drawing and copied it, and completed the drawing of architectural drawings in one go.

"Not bad!" Sheffield looked at the house design he drew and sighed, but his mental state was not very good, there was a feeling of water in his head, shaking his head and feeling that there was something in his head. He sat down on the wooden chair and took a few deep breaths, relieved the pain slightly, and said, "I will go to the dock tomorrow to receive the experimental equipment, and by the way, I will visit Mr. Caldwell, I should take a rest......"

Sheffield's drawings are only renderings, which does not mean that the house he built is like this, as we all know that there is a big difference between renderings and real objects, such as the cover of a Japanese disc and the actors in it, sometimes it can really deceive people's eyes. Overall, Sheffield didn't make a big move in vain, and the effect was quite satisfactory!

John Caldwell is a senior senator in Louisiana, but don't get me wrong, in fact, he is not very old, he is not yet forty years old this year, and the Caldwell family and other slave owners have maintained a fairly good relationship, basically there are no conflicting families, so many slave owners publicly elected him as the representative of slave owners in the Senate.