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

Xia Weiwei did not come from a poor background.

Her grandfather was a Beiyang government official, and her father was a small capitalist. She was exposed to various progressive ideas during her university years.

In particular, after Edgar Snow's "Red Star Over China" was published, she and some progressive classmates resolutely chose to leave home and, under the arrangement of Mrs. Soong, the wife of Sun Yat-sen, went to the Soviet area in northern Shaanxi.

She has taken many photos since she was a child.

However, without exception, all those photos were grayscale; not a single one was in color.

This tiny phone can not only order food and pay, but it can even take pictures.

Xia Weiwei asked, "Hongwei, do I need to pay to take pictures with this phone?"

"What money do you need?"

Ma Hongwei asked in confusion, "You can take photos as many as you want, it doesn't cost any money, as long as you have enough memory!"

Xia Weiwei blinked and asked again, "Then we don't need film?"

"Film rolling is from the last century; we don't need it anymore!"

Ma Hongwei said, "As long as the phone has enough memory, you can take as many pictures as you want!"

"That amazing?"

Xia Weiwei was completely stunned.

She recalled that expensive Kodak film rolls cost 2-3 silver dollars per roll.

Back then in Nanjing, one silver dollar could buy 25 jin of rice or more than 3 jin of beef.

In other words, the value of one roll of film could buy 50-75 jin of rice, equivalent to a month's wages for a worker in Nanjing.

However, it costs one dollar to take a regular photo.

If you want to take artistic photos and enlarge them to 12 inches using imported photographic paper, it will cost 10 yuan.

Even someone from a family like hers wouldn't take photos every day.

But in later generations, there are no limits on the number of photos that can be taken, so wouldn't people be able to take photos however they want?

"You think it only has a camera function?"

Ma Hongwei turned on the camera and started recording a video.

He looked around, recording the surrounding scenery, then pointed at Xia Weiwei and said, "Weiwei, wave!"

Although Xia Weiwei was puzzled, she still waved her hand.

Once the recording was complete, Ma Hongwei held his phone up to the other person and started playing it.

"This... a cell phone can be used as a camera? And... it can even play sound!!!"

Xia Weiwei took a deep breath and said with a sigh, "No wonder this phone sells for such a high price, it's simply unbelievable!"

In their time, a German-made Leica I camera cost a full 120 silver dollars, equivalent to four or five years' wages for an average worker in Nanjing.

Although the phone is expensive, it can still be bought with just one or two months' salary.

If you live in a big city, you don't even need a month's salary.

Ma Hongwei handed the phone to the other person, saying, "Here, this phone is yours now!"

"This is far too valuable, I can't accept it!"

Xia Weiwei quickly shook her head.

Ma Hongwei said, "Then I'll lend you my card first. I'll give you my other card when we get back, so we can stay in touch!"

"These phones can even contact each other?"

Xia Weiwei asked, "Is it like making a phone call?"

She figured that since a mobile phone could take photos and videos, it should be able to make phone calls as well.

"sure!"

Ma Hongwei said, "We're outside right now, so I can't talk to you too much. I'll demonstrate for you when we get back."

"Are there any cheaper options?"

Xia Weiwei suddenly said, "If we have many cell phones, it will be easier for the troops to contact each other. As for the money, the organization will definitely find a way after I get back."

"There are cheaper options, but they don't work where you are!"

Ma Hongwei shook his head and said, "This mobile phone connection requires a base station and signal; otherwise, it won't work."

"Is that so..."

Xia Weiwei was immediately disappointed.

"Even though the phone isn't working, there are other ways!"

Ma Hongwei thought of a wireless walkie-talkie, also known as a walkie-talkie.

Modern walkie-talkies can have a range of 1-10 kilometers.

If paired with a vehicle-mounted repeater, it can achieve a range of 20 to 30 kilometers.

In open fields with little cover, the maximum speed can reach 50 kilometers per hour.

Sending some of these to 37 years ago would be an absolute godsend.

Most importantly, digital walkie-talkies, with 37-year-old technology, are simply impossible to eavesdrop on.

Xia Weiwei asked curiously, "What method?"

"Let's talk about this when we get back!"

Ma Hongwei said, "I can't explain it to you in a short time."

"oh oh!"

Xia Weiwei nodded.

She believed that the other party would not lie to her.

Ma Hongwei waved and said, "Let's go, take the elevator now, upstairs!"

Just as the two reached the escalator, two young women stepped onto it first.

One of the young women was wearing a very short skirt, which, as the elevator ascended, directly exposed her two snow-white buttocks and a pair of briefs.

"this……"

Upon seeing this, Xia Weiwei immediately turned her head away in embarrassment.

With revolutionary predecessors around, Ma Hongwei felt embarrassed to look at them for too long and turned away as well.

Xia Weiwei whispered, "How can that woman be so shameless?"

She felt like she wasn't wearing enough, even though she was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

But the person from earlier seemed afraid of revealing too little.

"Ahem!"

Ma Hongwei touched his nose and said, "This is influenced by foreign ideas. Some women feel that this is freedom of dress, and they can wear whatever they want."

"If you criticize them, they'll say you're old-fashioned, conservative, and trying to use feudal etiquette to restrict their freedom of movement—that's male oppression!"

"But this is clearly the dregs of foreign culture!"

Xia Weiwei couldn't help but say, "We should absorb advanced ideas, but we shouldn't absorb the dross!"

"Humans are, after all, human beings, not animals. They shouldn't be able to do whatever they want. If we follow their logic, shouldn't they also have the freedom to hit and kill people?"

"Forehead……"

Ma Hongwei was at a loss for words.

The two waited for each other to go upstairs before standing on the escalator.

Xia Weiwei had ridden the escalator several times before without any accidents.

There were clothes on the second floor, and Ma Hongwei led the other party to a women's clothing store.

Ma Hongwei said to Xia Weiwei, "Try on whatever clothes you like!"

Xia Weiwei shook her head and said, "Just wear your clothes. I'm not particular about these things now."

After undergoing ideological reform in northern Shaanxi, her thinking underwent a significant change from the past.

She felt that dressing simply and blending into the crowd was the best approach.

As in the past, if you wear a Western-style dress while others wear patched clothes, the masses will naturally not consider you one of their own, and you will feel superior.

"These are our everyday clothes!"

Ma Hongwei said, "Besides, you always wear my clothes. What if other people mistake you for my boyfriend? If your boyfriend finds out, he'll kill me!"

Xia Weiwei blushed and whispered, "I don't have a boyfriend yet!"

She felt that what the other person said made a lot of sense, and she really couldn't let people misunderstand her, otherwise it would be hard for the other person to say anything about his wife.