Chapter 56 Talent Collection
Li Enfu smiled hoarsely. In fact, after seeing the huge scale of the shipyard, it was not why he suddenly raised this idea and asked casually, but he didn't expect to wait, but it was such a rhetorical question.
"No." Li Enfu shook his head directly. Not to mention building an ironclad ship, even if he took a big log and let him chisel out a canoe, I'm afraid he would not dare to put down the water.
Iron Armored Ship! It is the representative of this era, the most powerful existence in everyone's hearts, and the highest achievement of science and technology. Such a big guy standing at the top of the world, not to mention the creation, I'm afraid many people can't imagine its complex surname even if they see it.
Now there are also two ships in the far east! When they returned to China, they were young and frivolous. Now...? Like them, they seemed to be soaked in the cold wharf harbor, the gun rotted little by little, and the hull began to grow old in the corrosion of the sea.
Li Enfu stood quietly, and the box with thoughts seemed to open. It was not until the whistle of the cargo ship entering the port in the distance that he woke up and laughed at himself. How could he lose his mind in front of a child?
"I won't either." When Li Enfu came to his senses, Master Li put down the already cold teacup in his hand. In the contact of his eyes, the two looked at each other and smiled.
Just now, the tension caused by the construction of the ship disappeared in an eye. The two people sitting face to face, as if they had become good friends for many years in an end, and even the little girl who was dedicated to cooking tea had a little light hands.
"Last time I went to the United States, I heard about your husband's name. I didn't expect to see you when I came back this time. Li Mo really felt lucky for three lifetimes." Li Mo withdrew his eyes and didn't wait for Li Enfu to speak. He continued to say, "I left home, studied in a foreign country, and studied hard for ten years. What I thought was to serve the country after learning. But he was forced to interrupt his studies because of an edict.
"Break through the cage and return to another country for the dedication to study in my heart! Change your nationality in scolding is to promise love! For the sake of the Chinese workers, I shouted for ten years, for the Chinese heart that is still beating and flowing with blood!"
"Sir, these years have been very hard, haven't they?"
Li Mo sat on the rattan chair. He seemed to be leisurely, but his words were like needles. Even if he was small enough to make tea and water, he couldn't help but raise his eyes for these words and look at the frosty cheeks. In addition to being surprised, there was also the shock of why the young master knew each other so much. He also brought a trace of the man with white temples. Zan Pei.
This is the world at the end of the 19th century, and the research of those later generations will never make people understand how underground the Chinese are in the world of this era.
The white bones are all over the railway line of the United States. Because of a Chinese exclusion bill, the truth will always be submerged in the flood of history. Only when I return to this era and see all this with my own eyes can I understand how bitter Li Enfu is in the process of running for the Chinese workers!
An American nationality made Li Enfu a sinner, wearing the hat of treason, and even his domestic family members were affected, but compared with his ten years of suffering, the battle for nationality is insignificant.
Nationality can be changed, but it can't change the heart of China in my heart! Li Mo knew that Li Enfu knew more that when he made a choice and stared at his wife affectionately, he made a decision. No matter how many curses there were, even if the Chinese regarded him as a traitor, even if the Americans regarded him as an alien, he would use his own strength to fight for this nation and those suffering overseas wanderers. Do your best!
The man in front of him is the first Chinese man he met after Li Mo's reincarnation that transcended national boundaries and left a lot of ink in history, but finally had a mixed reputation.
In his heart, the ancient dynasty that still stands in the east has died in numbness, and there is only the suffering people in his eyes! This is very similar to Li Mo!
Such a person! Master Li will never think about it, and he can't give up!
Li Enfu's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and there was a layer of water mist in his eyes. He shocked the teenager in front of him's understanding of his past and the understanding in his words.
Over the years, he has been running around for the Chinese workers. He is used to the misery and life and death of the Chinese workers. He has long forgotten the feeling of tears. Even in the face of the death threats of some Americans, he has not been timid. But now he is sitting here and tasting the fragrant hometown tea, which makes him relive the tears and timid. Feeling.
On the opposite side, those clear and bright eyes seemed to see through myself at a glance, making a long-lost feeling return to my body!
Li Enfu can't describe the shock in his heart, and his slightly open mouth exhaled with heat. What kind of person is he? Is it really an ordinary young master who escaped from China?
I once thought that I had been here for almost a month, and I had understood Li Mo from the side. I didn't dare to say it completely, but at least I could master it. But it was not until this moment that Li Enfu realized that he was still facing a teenager who was only 15 years old, full of mystery and with a pair of eyes that could see through people's hearts!
"Is he really only fifteen years old?"
Li Enfu's increasingly surprised eyes made Master Li feel refreshed. The more mysterious things are, the more attractive they are, even celebrities? What the young master wants is this kind of attraction! With the help of Baidu Niang, I believe that half of the temptation has been completed! The rest depends on whether his blood is still flowing in his veins.
"Code word, you can't escape the palm of the young master's hand!" Master Li smiled in his heart.
"Oh~." After a long time, Li Enfu sighed and said with a wry smile, "It's the first time in ten years that I've been so at a loss. It seems that I'm really old."
"I'm only weak, but I can work out such a big foundation with my bare hands. I can also use this foundation to find a future for those suffering overseas wanderers, let them have no worries about food and clothing, and give them a stability. Compared with Mr. Xiao Li, what is my suffering?" In the end, Li Enfu's eyes turned red. It can be seen that this writer, who is determined to fight for the fate of the Chinese in the United States, has been moved by the scene of Li Mo's Chinese workers living and working in peace and contentment, and his true feelings were revealed for a moment.
"Thank you, young master, for those Chinese workers who have received your favors!"
"The Chinese family in the world. Li Mo just did what he could! Mr. Praise." Li Mo took a sip of tea and looked like a master.
Seeing the young master pretending to be a master, a smile immediately appeared at the corners of her small mouth. She was the most familiar with the young master. At this time, how could she not know that the young master wanted to recruit Mr. Li from the United States?
"Damn girl, laugh again, the young master will eat you later!" Master Li looked at the small size with a smile, and "the anger" rushed to the sky.
"Bang!"
I didn't wait to start playing hook with my little eyebrows. A loud noise made Master Li's heart shiver. Li Enfu slapped the table and suddenly got up: "Well said!"
"The Chinese family in the world!"
"Well said! Poor us who are wandering outside, now has reached the most dangerous time. The court not only did not extend a helping hand, but ignored us and abandoned us like grass mustard! It's pathetic! It's amazing! Hateful!" Speaking of excitement, Li Enfu sighed angrily several times.
It's like getting drunk.
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