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At the dinner table, the atmosphere was lively.

Song Sanxi smiled steadily.

Said: "Forgetting the past means betrayal. Therefore, I still read a lot of history books."

"Among them, I have also read a lot of historical materials and theories about the military. For example, "The Soul of the Southwest Army", "On the Border War of the Dream Country", "The Essence of Jungle War and Mountain Warfare", "Chronicles of the Border of Great Powers", "

Blood-stained Army Thorns" and so on."

"Oh, Mr. Han and Mr. Cui are one of the protagonists of "Soul of the Southwest Army" and "Chronicle of the Border of the Great Country", and I remember, they seem to be editorial board consultants, right?"

The two old men nodded, that was indeed the case.

But Cui Dahai and his son, Han Fafa, were really confused.

I have never heard of these books.

Cui Dahai was careful in asking questions about politics.

Cui Yongnian studied finance in France in his early years.

And Han found that the second generation, plus animals, could not possibly touch these books.

He only vaguely remembered that there were these books in his father's study.

Unfortunately, I really don’t have the time or patience to read it.

Now it's good, let Song Sanxi shine.

He felt really regretful in his heart.

Song Sanxi went on to say: "Reading these things, one can understand how difficult the home and country are and how difficult peace is, and encourage people to remember the martyrs and sages, work hard and make due contributions to the country and nation."

"Think about those days when the border was in turmoil. Mr. Han and Mr. Cui, with their cooking squad, guarded the fortress for seven days and nights, buying time until reinforcements arrived and won a complete victory."

"In that battle, the 800-meter-high hilltop that we stood on was razed to the ground, and even the kitchen knives were chopped off. Only two seniors survived. From then on, they became more heroic and rose step by step."

"What kind of iron-blooded pride, what kind of tragic song? The blood dyes the monument red, and history remembers the merits. How can we, the descendants, forget it? This is inspiration, and this is the backbone of a great country!"

"As the saying goes, studying history will clarify your aspirations, studying history will clarify your principles, studying history will clarify your responsibilities, and studying history will clarify your morality. Only by studying history and reading history can you understand the past and present and strive for the future."

During the conversation, the two veterans could not help but burst into tears as they reminisced about the fierce battles back then.

The comrades and brothers who sacrificed their lives in the cooking class, in exchange for great victory and peace

At the end, Mr. Cui nodded, "Xiao Song, that's good! It's good to learn from history to understand your will, learn from history to understand reason, learn from history to understand responsibility, and learn from history to understand morality. That's really good. Is this your summary?"

Song Sanxi secretly said: Don’t you know that in my life, there were slogans like this at highway intersections and in conspicuous places on the streets? Haha

He said: "It's a little bit of experience!"

The two old men nodded in agreement.

Mr. Cui looked at his son and grandson and said nothing.

But Cui Dahai and Cui Yongnian were a little embarrassed and quickly nodded to express that they understood.

Mr. Han looked at his third son, Han Fafa, and went crazy: "Third son!"

"Hey, Dad!" Han Fafa trembled all over and almost dropped his chopsticks to the ground.

The old man drank alcohol and his face turned as red as Guan Gong's jujube face. He was so strong and powerful.

"Are there any of the books Xiao Song mentioned in my study?"

"Yes, yes" Han Fafa nodded quickly, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Have you seen it?"

"I"

Han Fafa didn't dare to lie and was speechless for a moment.

Then, I reluctantly accepted a mission.

After returning home during the Spring Festival, study hard and learn history!

In my heart, I hated Song Sanxi so much.

You little brat, your horse really can talk. How can I have the leisure time and patience to chew through those tomes while riding a horse?

But, why don't you still agree to the old man?

Cui Dahai has been in the Zhonghai circle for a long time, so he quickly brought a glass of wine:

"Thank you, Xiao Song, for having dinner with us. I am deeply inspired! Brother Invention, Yongnian, and we, it seems, we have to take time out of our busy schedule to read historical materials and relive the glory of our ancestors! Come on, come on, have a drink together,

Pay tribute to our ancestors!”

After finishing the drink, the two old men were equally happy.

For Song Sanxi, he looked up even more highly.

Song Sanxi said that the food and wine were almost ready. Brother Yongnian, shall we serve the rice?
Chapter completed!