"Ziru is here." The old gardener with gray hair pushed his reading glasses and looked at Liu Ziru in the distance.

"Here you come." Liu Ziru put down the two bags of fruit in his hand and said, "Princess Principal, I have something to trouble you this time."

"What's the matter? Tell me! I can do it for you if I can." The principal had a little back on his ears, as if she was afraid that others would not be able to hear clearly, and her voice was very loud.

Liu Ziru pulled Christina behind her and pushed her in front of her, saying, "Director, can you please accept her into school? She came from another country. If you want to learn Chinese, you can teach her here."

Liu Ziru thought about this passage in his heart for a long time. He didn't want to lie, but he couldn't say that Christina came from another world.

Finally, he thought that he could just say that she came from abroad. He neither lie nor destroyed other people's worldview. Anyway, no one said that countries in another world are not countries, and the Republic of New California is not countries, right?

The elder of the garden moved a few steps forward, leaned closer and looked at Christina a few times, and she said, "Okay, can she teach my class. Will she learn Chinese? Can you learn anything else?"

"Other..." Liu Ziru thought for a while. Christina really needed to understand common sense in this world. He said, "It's okay to let her learn more."

"Okay. With her, we probably don't want to hire foreign teachers. You said that international students who graduated from prestigious universities come back to teach foreign languages ​​and parents do not recognize them, but they recognize those foreign foreign devils who have no education. Do you think they want their children to learn knowledge or want to learn white skin? They can't figure it out, they can't figure it out." The old director muttered.

Although this city is a big city that opened up very early to foreign countries and became more developed because of foreign countries, many old residents here do not like foreigners very much.

Although foreigners come to make the city more prosperous, they do not make the lives of ordinary people better, but they may become worse.

Not only is it a luxury for the lower class people to have enough food, but it is also a luxury for the people who want to be a dignified person.

Many older generations really think they are individuals, or after the Red Army came.

Liu Ziru once asked his grandfather why Uncle ** dedicated himself like that.

Grandpa said this, you will know when you check the days you have lived before.

Liu Ziru went to check it out, and what he had experienced before liberation was like this.

When ** was five years old, his father died of persecution by RB people. When he was six years old, his brother died of tuberculosis as a child laborer in a factory.

In 1947, after being humiliated by the landlord, **'s mother committed suicide by hanging herself, and the seven-year-old ** became an orphan.

The old society was like a man-eating monster. If it weren't for the liberating hometown in 1949, what would the fate of *** would be like?

Such an orphan who might not even be able to survive in adulthood in the old society, after the Red Army came, he not only could eat and wear a good meal, but also sat in the classroom to read and read.

I didn't even dare to think about this before. I felt this warmth that I had never felt before. Can he not be patriotic? Of course he is patriotic. Can he not love the party? Of course he loves the party.

At that time, Xiao Liu Ziru looked at the information and cried as he looked. From then on, he never joked about Uncle ** like his friends of the same age.
Chapter completed!