"Cousin Lan has been to college, has education and knowledge, but she still doesn't know if it's wrong to get married with a close relative?" Chu Jiao chewed a piece of white chopping chicken and said with a smile: "The cousins ​​are not close relatives yet, and even the children born are stupid."

Chu Xiongfei almost choked by the wine in his mouth, and slapped the wine glass on the table, scolding: "Nothing nonsense. What close relatives are called kissing more."

Chu Tian wanted to laugh but forced himself to hold it in his arms, and said slowly: "Dad, I have indeed seen relevant reports in the United States. There is a high probability that the children born from close relatives will have defects. This seems to be called—"

"It's called genetics." Chu Jiao said: "There should be articles in science magazines in this regard. If you ask American friends to find them, they will send them to everyone for a look. It's related to the next generation, but it's not careless."

"This is a good idea. I'll write a letter tonight." Chu Tian nodded repeatedly, stretched out his thumbs to Chu Jiao, and praised: "Giao's knowledge is very broad!"

Chu Xiongfei was suspicious, touched the beard under his jaw and looked at Chu Tian, ​​and then looked at Chu Jiao, somewhat suspected that the brother and sister had colluded and were confusing him.

Yuqin lowered her head, twitched the corners of her mouth twice, and she was also holding back her laughter. She felt that the brother and sister were singing and reconciling, and Chu Tian must have a girlfriend outside, so she was unwilling to mention her childhood verbal agreement.

"Pour me a glass of wine!" Chu Jiao felt that such a good dish was really boring, but she didn't even give her a drink.

"During the recovery period, alcohol, air, and spicy food." Chu Xiongfei was not at all comfortable and ordered his servants: "Supply soup to the lady."

Chu Tian glanced at the little sister sympathetically, shrugged her shoulders, saying that love is hard to help.

"If you don't let me drink, I'll get angry." Chu Jiao rolled her eyes, saw that her father was indifferent, curled her lips helplessly, picked up the soup bowl with a broken face, and shouted: "Cheers!"

Chu Xiongfei shook his head helplessly and said, "Pour glass of champagne for the lady. Well, it's a small glass."

"Come on, brother, I will bring you a blow." Chu Tian stood up and showed his gratitude.

Champagne, just let it go! Chu Jiao forced a little smile.

……………………

The car was driving on the roads in the French Concession and saw no trace of war at all.

The tram was ringing, and the workers and staff were busy to work, both men and women. The merchants and shops outside were lined up to do business as usual. On the rickshaw were sitting in the rickshaw, roaming wives and ladies were swaying across the market, and the laughing girls were singing in the street to attract customers. The business was still booming in the taverns and hotels, and the sound of shouting and shouting and drinking were endless.

On one side is heaven and on the other side is hell. Even when the war is at its most intense, the two sides of the Huangpu River are completely different.

Chu Jiao silently withdrew her gaze from outside the car, her heart was filled with turmoil, and all kinds of thoughts were rumbling in her mind.

If she had said that before, she should have hated this, but her way of thinking has changed, and now she is not so angry.

It is said that "bureau women do not know the hatred of the country's destruction", but the government cannot save the people from fire and fire, the army cannot defend the country, and what does war have to do with the weak women who have difficulty in making a living?

Although anti-Japanese war is not a matter for anyone, who do the people do not expect the army they support to rely on? Do they all need to be sent to the front line to reflect the spirit of patriotism?

A short distance away, there are guns and bullets flowing in the other side, and there are lights and wine, drunkenness and dreams. Compared with each other, who should go to war and who should enjoy a happy life for granted?

"I haven't encountered a typhoon in five years." Chu Tian turned back from the passenger seat and said, "I just saw the sign hung out by the Meteorological Bureau, and I could feel it soon."

"I love the storm." Chu Jiao smiled faintly and gently wrapped her coat.

Although she admires the beauties wearing cheongsams, Chu Jiao was unwilling to wear them before. Now, she feels that she is a future master and doesn’t have the time to put on makeup and dress up.

The white shirt was decorated with lace-like decorations, wide-leg pants underneath, and a light pink U-neck trouser jacket on the outside. The plain face was facing the sky, and the hair was sewn in front, so it was just thrown behind it, and simply tied it with a hair rope.

My father couldn't stand it, so he asked Yuqin to dress up Chu Jiao, but after applying light makeup, Chu Jiao became impatient.

"I heard from A Lian that you slept well last night and had less coughing." Chu Xiongfei gently patted Chu Jiao's arm and said with concern: "It seems that Dr. Zhang's medicine is still effective. I will invite him in a few days. I have been taking a pair of medicine for almost a month. I guess it's time to change it."

"Dad, I can get better without taking medicine." Chu Jiao smiled confidently and said casually: "I can't beat Xiaoqiang to death."

"Who is Xiaoqiang?" Chu Tian turned his head curiously.

"Xiaoqiang - it's Xiaoqiang." Chu Jiao choked for a moment, searched for memories, barely found the answer, and said, "The vitality is the strongest, and the spiritual will is the strongest."

"Haha." Chu Tian smiled and turned his head, saying, "Are you just talking about words that others don't understand? Are you listening to the dialect slang spoken by soldiers from all over the world on the battlefield?"

Chu Jiao suddenly felt a little sad and her voice became low, "Yes, I came from all over the world. With an order, I rushed to the battlefield and even buried my bones in a foreign land. This is the duty of a soldier!"

The car walked into the alley, the sun was blocked by the building, and the warmth was lost. Chu Jiao seemed to feel cold, and this time she really wrapped her clothes tightly.

"Aman, when you arrive at the hotel, go home and get two clothes for the lady." Chu Xiongfei kept paying attention to his daughter's actions and ordered the driver very considerately.

"Giao, put on my clothes first." Chu Tian took a look in the rearview mirror, took off his long windbreaker, and handed it to his sister.

"There is no sunshine, it will be fine in a while." Chu Jiao smiled and still reached out to take it.

When we arrived at the hotel, my uncle and his family were already sitting at the table. After the hustle and bustle, everyone sat down again.

Cousin Lan was wearing a cheongsam, with the forks spreading to her thighs, probably because of her parents' intentions. She seemed quite enthusiastic to Chu Tian, ​​but she seemed like a routine; she was more sincere to Chu Jiao.

"The newspapers are very busy lately and haven't grown up to see you. Gillian, aren't you angry?" Lan hugged Chu Jiao, first expressed her apology, and then savored her clothes, "This coat was bought for you from the United States by A Tian. It's very beautiful!"

"It doesn't matter if my injury is not important. Sister Lan, don't delay the serious business because of me. As for this dress, if Sister Lan likes it, I will give it to you. My brother has also brought you a gift. I don't know if you like it." Chu Jiao herself felt that her behavior and preferences were changing unknowingly. She was so close that she couldn't help but suck her nose and smelled the fragrance of the woman on her cousin.
Chapter completed!