"Hehehe...win? Just win!"

When the three heroes heard Meng Lang's report, their dark faces were full of smiles, and they all smiled silly.

After seeing Meng Lang for a while, the oldest Ding Zuxi still did not get up and hurriedly advised: "This Meng... get up quickly! You are a major, much larger than our three big-headed soldiers, so there is no need to do this."

The youngest Lin Shuishi nodded repeatedly: "That's Chief Meng, get up quickly and tell us, can all the children in our flower planting family eat full now? Do you have any books? Do you have new clothes to wear during the Chinese New Year?"

Meng Lang was silent for a moment, and his body, which had just stood up, bent down again.

"I'm sorry, my future generations are unworthy!"

When the three heroes heard this, their hearts suddenly sank, but the next second, Meng's "apology" far exceeded their imagination-

"Sorry, even though we have enjoyed the peace you have worked so hard to earn, we still haven't done our best. We are still wasting our position as the second largest country in the world..."

"Sorry, although the country has removed the poverty hat for the last poor county this year and ensured that every flower child will not endure hunger and freeze, we still have more than half of the low-income population and have not allowed everyone to live a meal of meat..."

"Sorry, the flower-growing nation today is still not fully recognized in the world. Although we are humble and low-key, we always want to belittle and slander us... because we are just a preliminary catch-up and have not yet made ourselves the strongest..."

"Sorry, although the flower planting family now has the largest and sound industrial system in human history, and the children also enjoy the world's top compulsory education, we still have not allowed all the descendants of China to have a proud heart. To this day, there are still a group of traitors who are respectful and secretly in front of traitors..."

"Sorry, we still have too many shortcomings now..."

"But please believe me! All this is only temporary!"

Speaking of this, Meng Lang slowly stood up, his expression excited and firm.

"Every inch of mountains and rivers, one inch of blood, one hundred thousand young men and one hundred thousand soldiers! We descendants will never forget the sacrifices of the martyrs. In the war years, you can pour blood on the battlefield, and in the peaceful era we are also playing against all sides on another battlefield where there is no smoke of gunpowder!

Although we did not live in the war era, we will never give less to this land and nation than you! Please... give us some more time."

Listening to Meng Lang's words, the three heroes were very comforted and couldn't help but recall what they saw back then—

["Squad leader, why are fried flour and snow water again today?"

"You guy! You are just unpromising! Isn't fried noodles and snow water fragrant? We eat snow here so that the people of our motherland don't eat snow! So that one day everyone can sit in a bright room, make a pot of tea, keep a small stove, and do whatever they want to eat..."]

["Platform leader, let's dig the air raid shelter a little bigger. It's so small that it's so stuffy! Seeing the sun outside, it's so good that it can't be walked on the road with light, how uncomfortable!"
Chapter completed!