Double-Cut During the War of Resistance: My Wife Came from 1937

Xia Weiwei only ate two small breads and didn't want to eat any more.

Let's go!

Seeing this, Ma Hongwei smiled and invited, "I'll take you to the city and show you what the city will look like decades from now!"

"good!"

Xia Weiwei arrived in this unfamiliar time and space, and was curious about everything.

"Wait for me to go get the car!"

Ma Hongwei opened an iron gate from the outside, behind which was a silver Wuling Hongguang V van.

He took the car keys from the keychain on his waist and drove the van to the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative.

After locking the garage door, Ma Hongwei said to Xia Weiwei, "Get in the car!"

"Why!"

Xia Weiwei responded and came out of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Then she saw the Wuling Hongguang van.

Ma Hongwei pulled down the roller shutter, opened the passenger seat, and said to Xia Weiwei, "You sit in the passenger seat; you'll be able to see the city skyline from here!"

After Xia Weiwei got in, he closed the door and got into the driver's seat himself.

Ma Hongwei said, "Um... could you fasten your seatbelt?"

"What?"

Xia Weiwei looked confused, not knowing what a seatbelt was.

Seeing this, Ma Hongwei quickly reached out to help the other person pull over their seatbelt.

Xia Weiwei became extremely nervous upon sensing Ma Hongwei approaching.

His strong masculine aura made her pretty face turn bright red.

This was the first time she had ever been alone with a strange man at such close range.

Fortunately, Ma Hongwei unbuckled his seatbelt and moved away again; otherwise, she was afraid she might have lost control and hit him.

"You must wear a seatbelt while driving, otherwise you'll be fined if you get caught on camera!"

Ma Hongwei started the vehicle and followed the road around the village, which led directly to the city.

"The roads here are so wide, and they're all paved with asphalt, right? There are rows of green trees planted on both sides!"

Xia Weiwei exclaimed again, "Why are there two and a half mountains on either side of this road? Could it be that they cut through the mountains to build the road?"

"Mountains of gold and silver cannot compare to green mountains and clear waters!"

Ma Hongwei said with a smile, "That's right, we've actually cleared a path through the mountain."

"See those buildings over there? That's a steel plant, built in the 1960s... Over there is a cement plant... and over there, a power plant..."

"These mountains are all schools in our city, including high schools and vocational high schools..."

"Unfortunately, we're just a county-level city; there are no colleges or universities here!"

Along the way, Ma Hongwei kept explaining things to Xia Weiwei.

The closer you get to the city center, the wider the roads become, and the more vehicles there are on the road.

Cars, trucks, buses, and vehicles of all colors converged on one road, creating a bustling and continuous flow of traffic.

"So many cars!"

Xia Weiwei took a deep breath and said, "Even in the old Beiping, there weren't this many carriages."

Ma Hongwei introduced, "In our new China, there are currently 4.69 million motor vehicles nationwide, of which 3.66 million are cars!"

"What? 3.66 million vehicles?"

Xia Weiwei was completely shocked.

That's such a huge number, wouldn't that mean one car for every person?

"They can produce 3128.2 million cars a year, and they sell well in many countries!"

As Ma Hongwei was speaking, he suddenly saw the intersection in front of the gate and quickly said to Xia Weiwei, "Look carefully, let's turn over there. That main road leads directly to the municipal government and People's Square!"

The vehicle turns right, and ahead is a downhill road with three lanes on each side. On both sides of the road, two rows of golden streetlights stretch to the horizon, like a golden road.

The hotels and other buildings on both sides were also lit up with colorful lights at this moment, creating a dazzling and extremely beautiful scene.

Because of their high altitude and the fact that the road is all downhill, they can see buildings further away.

One could see rows of buildings, twenty or thirty stories high, rising from the ground like a steel forest, with thousands of lights shining brightly on them.

"Is this...is this the city of the future?"

Xia Weiwei was mesmerized and murmured, "Even the bustling nightlife of Shanghai can't compare to the vibrancy here!"

Although cities like Shanghai and Nanjing had streetlights in 37, the light from those streetlights was very dim and could not compare with the streetlights of later generations.

The buildings were all relatively low, even shorter than modern residential buildings, and they even had neon lights...

"Shanghai, the 'Magic City,' is far more bustling than this place!"

Ma Hongwei said with a smile, "Let's go visit this version of Shanghai in this timeline someday. It's already an international metropolis, with countless domestic and international tourists visiting every day!"

The vehicles continued to move forward, with shady trees on both sides of the road and various flowers planted in the middle of the lane.

On both sides, vehicles were constantly being overtaken, while others were overtaking.

For Xia Weiwei, who had never seen such a sight before, it was absolutely dazzling and her heart was pounding with excitement.

If even a county-level city is like this, what kind of scene would Shanghai be like in this time and space?

The closer you get to the city center, the busier it gets. At the intersection, many pedestrians and electric bike riders are waiting to cross the road.

Ma Hongwei parked the car on a nearby side road and said to Xia Weiwei, "Get out of the car, People's Square is just ahead!"

"The vast horizon is my love..."

Even from a great distance, the singing could be heard.

Ma Hongwei pointed to the square across the street and said, "See those people? They're all doing square dancing. They must be descendants of your generation!"

Xia Weiwei's beautiful eyes saw a group of middle-aged and elderly people gathered together, dancing a strange dance to the rhythm of a song, looking full of energy.

In the square, many children were chasing and playing, each dressed in clean and tidy clothes, their faces beaming with carefree and happy smiles.

"I wish we could have lived such a happy life back in our day!"

Xia Weiwei sighed.

She thought of the many scenes of people selling their children that she saw in the White areas on her way to northern Shaanxi.

Xia Weiwei said angrily, "It's all the fault of the corrupt and decadent Qing Dynasty that ruined the country, and those warlords of the Beiyang Army who sold out the country!"

"Yes, the Qing Dynasty ruined the country! If they hadn't been ceding territory and paying indemnities every day, we wouldn't have raised that beast, the Japanese, and we wouldn't have been bullied by it!"

Ma Hongwei lamented, "They'd rather use the money meant for buying warships for the navy to build a grand garden for Empress Dowager Cixi's birthday celebrations than spend a single penny more to replace artillery shells!"

"Starting from the First Sino-Japanese War, the Japanese tasted the sweetness of invading China, and from then on, they became unstoppable, launching one attack after another..."

Xia Weiwei agreed with his words.

Living in that era of war and turmoil, Xia Weiwei felt the pain even more deeply than Ma Hongwei.

Let's go!

Ma Hongwei smiled and waved.

Xia Weiwei asked, "Comrade Ma Hongwei, where are we going now?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongwei couldn't help but remind him, "Remember, don't call me 'comrade' outside!"

Why?

Xia Weiwei was very puzzled.

"Why!"

Ma Hongwei sighed: "In our time, the term 'comrade' has been stigmatized. It has become synonymous with homosexuality, and young people hardly ever use the word 'comrade' anymore."

"Twenty or thirty years ago was the era when public intellectuals were most rampant, and many words were stigmatized."

"Besides 'comrade,' there's also 'miss.' In our time, if you call someone 'miss,' they might think you're insulting them as a prostitute."

"Furthermore, honest people, experts, brilliant strategists, and even patriots have become 'patriotic thieves'!"

Ma Hongwei said, "Our era is not a perfect utopia."

"In terms of material life, we are already extremely rich, but in terms of spirit, we are poor, far less than your generation had faith."

"Of course, as the country grows stronger, many people's thinking is also changing."