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"Is it an alias?"

Qian Jun was also a little puzzled. After all, if it was a pseudonym, he really had no way to find it. It was a temporary name, and it would be disabled immediately after it was used.

After a while, he suppressed all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and then faced up to the four re-established squadrons, fifteen squadrons, and now he couldn't afford to support them here.

Everything can only be developed by themselves. After all, the number of each squadron is still increasing. From the original hundreds of people, some have now grown to more than a thousand people.

"By the way, Section Chief, they also hope that we can provide some food and medicine!"

"Tell them that the young master is still lying down, and there is no way to raise food and medicine for them now. If they want something, they can solve it by themselves. If we can help, at most, we can help them with information."

"Yes!"

The secretary responded, then took out another telegram, and said seriously: "Two squadrons came to ask us, the people over there wanted them to be incorporated into the Fourth Route Army, and asked if we could do it?"

"No, the boss has already emphasized before leaving that we are not suitable for merging now. We are fighting independently and can share information. We can let some of their reliable people do ideological work in it. The only thing is that it is not the time to merge."

Qian Jun shook his head directly, and he didn't expect that the people under his command would have such thoughts.

"By the way, someone from the puppet army recruited them and wanted them to be incorporated into the regular army of the puppet army, especially in Huai'an and Yancheng. They want to be incorporated into the security regiment of a county. What do you think?"

"It seems that the Japanese have figured out their details. They are really speechless. Their secrecy is still not in place, not in place!"

Qian Jun also shook his head, finally sighed, and said seriously: "This matter is postponed, it is not suitable to join now, we can cooperate, and it is only a limited cooperation. Everything will be discussed after the boss comes back!"

……

In a farm in a small town in the United States, Zhang Tianhao was running with his son and daughter, smiling.

"Xiaobao, Xiaoxiang, come on, chase Dad!"

Not far from him, two four-year-old children were chasing after him. Laughter spread throughout the farm, and the atmosphere was quite cheerful.

And Sun Xinxin and the others looked at Zhang Tianhao like a child, and couldn't help laughing.

Similarly, an old lady not far away, that is, Zhang Tianhao's mother, also laughed happily.

Since arriving here, everything has been properly arranged for her, except for taking care of the child. When the child was three years old, she already had a tutor.

Everything looks pretty good, the only thing that makes the old lady dissatisfied is the language barrier here, even if there is a special person to help her, she still misses home.

Those familiar folks in Zhangjiazhai, Xichang.

"Girl, are you Tianhao's daughter-in-law?"

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, I'm not the young master's wife, I'm just his subordinate, helping the young master with things, but I didn't expect that the young master has such a side."

"Yeah, Tianhao was annoying when he was young, but he didn't expect that when he grew up, he would change so much. I don't know what happened to Yuxiang?"

"Madam is very good. Two years ago, we went to visit Madam. She also misses the young master, but she has more things to do, and she can't help herself. When the war in China is over, the young master will definitely take you there. Check it out!"

Sun Xinxin also smiled slightly, but there was some bitterness in her eyes.

"Oh, I don't know when I can go back and have a look. I really miss home!"

"Madam, hurry up, the young master said soon!"

"Hope it!"

The old lady also knew that these were words of comfort, but when she saw her grandson and granddaughter, she finally laughed, even with a hint of comforting smile.

Others said that raising children to guard against old age, she used to think that she would not be able to enjoy the blessings in her life, but now she enjoys the blessings so much that she can't even imagine it.

"By the way, the young master said that when he has time, he will build a road for his hometown in your name!"

"Okay, okay, okay, if that's the case, even if I die, I can go back to my hometown, and I will be worthy of my relatives in my hometown!"

When the old lady heard it, her smile became even happier.

Road construction is just not suitable for now. After the liberation of the whole country, Zhang Tianhao has already decided that he must go home and build a road.

Not far away, Zhang Tianhao played with the two children for a while, then led the two children back to the villa.

"Sir, what do you have for lunch?"

A servant came over and asked in a low voice.

"Let's cook some home-cooked dishes at noon. I'll do it myself. You just have to prepare the beef, vegetables and so on."

Zhang Tianhao thought about it, and decided to cook for his mother himself. It was rare for him to come and stay for a while to relax.

Here, there is no need to intrigue, let alone trouble your upper body, the only thing is to make the old lady happy, that's all.

"Mother, at noon, I will cook for you myself, do you think it's okay?"

"You kid, do you know how to cook? I remember that you can't do anything, except to steal food for roasting, and burn the old chicken into charcoal, boil the water, and burn the nest red. The rice has turned into popcorn, forget it!" The old lady laughed happily when she heard it, and couldn't help joking.

"Don't, my son can cook now, don't believe it, really, I've learned a lot in the past few years, by the way, Mom, I want to ask, there are some health-improving methods at home. Prescription? What you gave me before doesn't work much anymore. "

Zhang Tianhao suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but ask casually.

The old lady was taken aback when she heard this, and couldn't help but look Zhang Tianhao up and down. He is less than 1.8 meters tall, which is not short.

His body was thin, and he couldn't even see any flesh, and his complexion was normal.

"It doesn't work, how far have you used it?"

"Century-year-old wild ginseng, plus various precious medicinal materials, basically has no effect. I have eaten at least two or three hundred sticks of hundred-year-old wild ginseng alone, and there are also Ganoderma lucidum, all of which are more than a hundred years old."

"How is it possible? Can your body take it?" The old lady was also surprised, stood up involuntarily, and asked in disbelief.

"Basically no effect, really!"

Zhang Tianhao also shook his head with a wry smile.

"Have you practiced?"

"Practice, how can it be ineffective if you don't practice. Now I don't even know how strong I am. It is estimated to be a thousand catties, and I can lift it with strength."

"You boy, you are really lucky. It was passed down from your ancestors. Now it's just that the kung fu you practice must be very powerful. Otherwise, ordinary medicinal materials are enough for you. It's a pity that the kung fu passed down by your ancestors cannot be used by your grandfather. This generation has already been lost.”

When Zhang Tianhao heard it, he was also a little disappointed, after all, he really didn't know that his ancestors still had exercises.

"Okay, Mom, I'll cook, you all just wait, look at my cooking skills, there is absolutely no problem!"

He smiled and walked towards the kitchen.

The old lady looked at Sun Xinxin suspiciously, and asked casually: "Xinxin, are you sure Tianhao can cook?"

"Ma'am, the young master knows a lot. Even though I've been with him for several years, I haven't found out what he doesn't know. Really!"

Sun Xinxin couldn't help laughing too.