Xiao Lai drank a few glasses of wine in a row, and was a little dizzy. At this time, a high-end business sedan stopped on the side of the road, the doors on both sides were opened, and several people came down in a row, and it was the big boss of the unit who took the lead.

The group walked towards Xiao Lai's table, and everyone stood up and gave up their seats. Xiao Lai picked up the wine glass and toasted the leader, and everyone drank a few more glasses. At this time, the ordered lamb skewers, chicken wings, stinky tofu, enoki mushrooms, grilled mushrooms, gluten, lettuce, etc. are served.

Seeing that he was drooling, Xiao Lai couldn't care about his image, and the plate in front of him was full of plates, smashing it, smashing it, patting his stomach, and finally eating enough.

Everyone looked at her eating appearance, they were all a little surprised, and even doubted, "Still not a girl?" can eat like a man, the most annoying thing is that he can't eat fat. ”

Xiao Lai was hiccups, looked at everyone a little embarrassed, and said with a smile, "I'm in for a treat!" ”

"Xiao Lai, I heard that you have made a good magazine, how are you doing?" The leader finally talked.

"It's just a little bit of a scratch, and I still need to learn for a while."

"Okay then, we'll have a dinner later, and we'll take you to eat sauerkraut fish together."

After eating a little, Xiao Lai was a little sleepy, but he still cheered up and set off with the big army. Recently, a new sauerkraut fish restaurant has opened in the city, and many people have come to visit it.

Of course, the leaders also want to try it, and they can take the employees to rub it together. Just in time for the most concentrated time after work, a group of people stood outside the store and waited in line for dinner. Compared with the desertion of the day, and the liveliness of the night, it has a lot to do with the cultural history here.

The night market is one of the city's richest and most beautiful sights. When night falls, everyone who gets off work will meet to masturbate together. Every street here is busy, with cars and pedestrians shuttling through the crowded lanes. The entire city will be filled with the smell of fireworks.

Walking on the street, you can always see the goods full of stalls, hanging horizontally and vertically on the shelves, the vendors all over the street are shouting hard, and the loudspeakers of the shops are singing the beautiful songs non-stop, all kinds of noisy sounds, attracting the footsteps of passers-by.

Once the ancient capital of the Ten Dynasties, it has experienced the alternation of prosperity and prosperity, experienced the washing ceremony of war and chaos, and the years have passed through the rise and fall of 7,300 years of glory and disgrace, and finally formed this famous cultural city.

Although it has gone through the agrarian society, the mechanical age, and entered the modern civilization era, the fine traditions of the city are still the mantle of the ancient Warring States period.

The states and counties under it have always followed the customs of the Spring and Autumn Period during the New Year's Festival. The dumplings of the Spring Festival, the lanterns kneaded from millet noodles, the white-faced mung bean hedgehog decorated with scissors, the flower rolls and steamed buns with chopsticks forked and hung upside down on the doorknob, the red dates and sandwich flower cakes, the ingots picked up on the morning of the 16th day of the first lunar month, the torches, and the night market have all formed the most antique taste here.

An oversized enamel container is served with the enticing aroma of sauerkraut and fish! Xiao Lai kept drinking drinks, and after everyone gobbled up, they left a table full of scraps of fish bones.

It was almost ten o'clock at this time, the figures gradually dispersed, and Xiao Lai was also a little sleepy, got up to say goodbye to the leaders, and walked back all the way.

Everyone had already fallen asleep, and Xiao Lai's drunkenness struck, and he fell asleep under the quilt. The roommates are two young girls, and they get along very happily with Xiao Lai, but what makes Xiao Lai a little headache is that the smell of the girls' stinky feet is too smoky.

On Saturdays and Sundays, Xiao Lai went to the vegetable market to buy a lot of vegetables and prepare a meal for his roommates. I bought a non-stick induction cooker from the Internet, it was very worry-free, and the food was very fragrant, Xiaolai prepared red dates and millet, cabbage, shredded potatoes, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and the girls ate happily.

"Sister Lai, are you going home on Sunday?" Roommate Zhang Meiren asked suddenly.

"No, what's wrong?"

"My next-door neighbor came to my door last week and gave me a brochure about Jesus Christ and wanted to invite us to worship together."

"Huh? How do you believe in this, do you want to go? I'll go with you tomorrow! ”

"I'm just curious, I'm going to experience it tomorrow."

"This is a matter of their religious beliefs, and I still want to know about their content, not faith." Roommate Dajuan also expressed her heart.

"Now many old people in the village believe this, and my grandmother and they go to worship every weekend, party or something, and make a good scene." Zhang Meiren especially likes to join in the fun.

"We have people in our family who do this, and it seems that we have developed a lot of members." Xiao Lai knows this aspect very well.

The thoughts of the Chinese people are really difficult to understand, and the foreign missionaries have not stopped for a moment, and now they have begun to run rampant again, preaching and preaching, under the banner of helping the suffering and saving the suffering, and the will and patriotic thoughts of the Chinese people have been worn down little by little. Xiao Lai couldn't figure out why ** would allow the existence of such a foreign organization.

Could it be that the Chinese people have forgotten the history of aggression so quickly? This is a phenomenon that deserves social attention. The tide of reform is growing day by day, and the opening up of the social atmosphere is the most obvious, but as the older generation has gradually been brainwashed, how can the Chinese people who have no faith in the first place withstand the temptation of this sugar-coated shell?

Foreign missionaries are regarded as "heavenly masters" by the old ladies who can predict the future and bless all beings with peace in their lives. In almost every village, there will be a group of such people active, they are all real Chinese, just because everything is not going well at home, they are gradually targeted by some people with "ulterior motives", they have to brainwash every day, preach the scriptures every day, and strengthen the great principles of those churches all the time. After a long time, these people, one by one, have been completely co-opted.

Originally, Xiao Lai didn't believe in this kind of doctrine, but he didn't expect that such a group of people would be mixed in the teaching team, as well as his most respected head teacher.

Those teachers who usually don't seem to be inconspicuous will even control the passage of foreigners, and Xiao Lai and the others will go in to "worship" with everyone.

I was confused in my heart, could it be that I was too outdated to keep up with the rhythm of the times? Or do people like the beliefs of foreigners? Is it possible that thousands of years of culture are on the verge of disappearing? Seeing everyone sitting there praying so devoutly, Xiao Lai didn't dare to make a noise for a while.

Can such meditation really drive away the plague? Can you make a fortune? Can you give everything you want? Watching them talk about their old knowledge over and over again, Xiao Lai sat there with some leg cramps.

However, there are still so many people who are keen on such activities, and Xiao Lai really feels a trace of vicissitudes for the people of his country. Isn't it? It is really chilling that this most warm and friendly nation, the most selfless country, does not have the slightest awareness of vigilance against danger. How can people not remember the national shame of those who have studied modern history?

Xiao Lai then turned around and walked out, the populism of his own country is not good for learning, please don't learn from foreignism anymore! Disappointment from the bottom of my heart, I don't know who I am anymore, I can't even remember where I am rooted, how can I remember those foreign languages that I don't understand so well?

An old man at the door also wanted to try to convince Xiao Lai to join her and become a member of this society. Probably seeing that Xiao Lai was a little unhappy, the old man took out a book from his pocket, put it in his hand, looked at Xiao Lai quietly, and said to her, "Little girl, if you don't understand anything, if you have any requirements, just say it, God will bless you!" ”

"Uncle, is God really so amazing?"

"Needless to say, believers are invincible! Only if you join us with sincerity and sincerity will you understand the true drop of God. The old man still wanted to convince Xiao Lai.

"Then, uncle, why do you believe in God?"

"Because, he can really bring happiness to people, he is our bosom friend, he is our god."

"What is our own faith?"

"We used to believe in God, but now we all worship Jesus Christ!"

"Oh, uncle, Marxism is my belief."

"Don't talk nonsense, doesn't Marx also believe in Jesus?"

"Uncle, Marxism and Marx are two different things."

"You can trust a few more, girl, don't go?" The old man shouted several times in the back.

"Alas, the old people are so old and so persistent." Xiao Lai was really uncomfortable in his heart, he couldn't tell it, he finished school, and he didn't even know his beliefs, which was really painful.

Such things happen frequently in the vast land of China, and it has still become a stubborn force. Although he uses Western religion to educate sentient beings, he cannot really use it for his own use, and he cannot completely rule out his hidden dangers.

The people should be vigilant, in addition to self-cultivation, we must not blindly obey, we must learn to discern, for those scientific and reasonable dogmas, we can use them to learn, and for those inflammatory information and remarks, it is better to wake up!

I love my motherland, and I love the traditions of my own nation even more.

There is no substitute for it.

In my mind, it never goes out of style.

I love my land, and I love the people of this land even more.

You can't find anyone so beautiful and honest anymore.

In my eyes, they are my relatives.

In the near future, I hope that they will be as persistent as they love their homeland and find their own beliefs.

However, the premise must be in the name of patriotism.

This has been bothering people like Lai who are looking for their faith all the time. A person without faith is like a latent seaweed that floats with the wind. And once they have their own beliefs, they will spin and turn like a spinning top.