The Buddhist Wife of the Cold-Hearted Educated Youth in the 1970s

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Chapter 59

He sighed deeply and patted Pei Xingzhi on the shoulder. "The country was founded in 1949. In 1960, we developed the atomic bomb. In 1967, we developed the □□. In 1970, our country's first artificial satellite was successfully launched into space. In 1973, the world's first indica rice was successfully cultivated in our country."

"Xingzhi, cheer up. Our country has been making progress. You and I, Master Bai, Mr. Pang, and a large number of scientific and technological workers are all silently and hardworking to wipe out the shame on our motherland①..."

"No matter how weak the technical foundation is or how difficult the working conditions are, believe in yourself and the great Republic of China. All this is only temporary. In the future, China will eventually rise to the top again and return to the center of the world stage."

When he said the latter, Jiang Peiran's chest rose and fell violently, His voice also rose, as if he had become a warrior who charged into battle for his motherland.

He looked completely different from his usual unremarkable self.

Pei Xingzhi pursed his lips and smiled, which was the first smile he showed to Jiang Peiran today.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior."

The red heart in his chest was throbbing, for Jiang Peiran's words and for the countless unknown scientific and technical workers.

We crawled on the ground, wiping away the shame of our motherland bit by bit.

Even if we were torn to pieces, we would not be afraid.

Seeing the respect in Pei Xingzhi's eyes, Jiang Peiran suddenly became shy and cleared his throat, "Well, well, as long as you understand, let's go."

After that, he took a few big steps forward and walked in front of Pei Xingzhi.

Pei Xingzhi laughed out loud, shook his head and followed.

"What are you laughing at, let's go - oh, sorry!"

"Ouch - dog."

"Ah, wuwu -"

Jiang Peiran suddenly turned his head to talk to Pei Xingzhi, and didn't look at the road carefully, and bumped into a child.

"Hey, it's Junze, are you okay? There's a dog."

Zhu Junze, the son of Sister Gao and Master Zhu, is 10 years old this year and is in the fifth grade of Zhenshang Primary School.

At this time, Zhu Junze was carrying a military green crossbody schoolbag and holding a meowing puppy in his hand. He did not forget to protect the dog even when he was hit.

Pei Xingzhi walked over, helped him up, and carefully patted the dust off Zhu Junze's body, "How are you, are you not hurt?"

"I'm fine, thank you Uncle Pei!" Zhu Junze pursed his lips and smiled lightly. He was a shy and well-educated child. Master Zhu and others taught him very well.

"Junze, where are you from? I remember your mother didn't allow you to keep a dog?" Jiang Peiran pointed at the puppy in Zhu Junze's hand and said.

Sister Gao and Jiang Peiran lived in the same family building, so she naturally knew some things, such as Sister Gao's allergy to dog hair.

When Zhu Junze heard Jiang Peiran say that his mother didn't allow him to keep a dog, he burst into tears.

"Hey, don't cry, here, give you a peach." Jiang Peiran quickly stuffed the peach he bought before into Zhu Junze's mouth.