"Sir, thank you, thank you."

With tears in Lucy's eyes, she kept repeating "Thank you".

"It doesn't matter, Ms. Hartwich." This was Meng Shaoyuan's first time coming to Shanghai Jewish Youth Association School.

The environment here is very good.

The flowers and trees are lush and the tall trees block out the sun.

Here, there are hundreds of Jewish children.

The problem is, Meng Shaoyuan is not interested at all.

He came to inform Lucy about the professor and brought the professor's "body" along with him.

"Sir, let me take you to visit our school." Lucy suggested enthusiastically.

Who is free to visit your school?

What does it have to do with the children of foreigners?

You'd better take care of the professor's "future affairs" first.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to refuse, Meng Shaoyuan suddenly said:

"Ah, I like children the most."

Li Zhifeng on the side curled his lips in disdain.

Because, just when Meng Shaoyuan was about to refuse, the door of the principal's office opened and a woman walked in:

"Ms. Hartwich, Ronaldinho is feeling a little unwell again."

This is a beautiful foreign woman, about 27 or 28 years old, wearing a pair of glasses, red hair, blue eyes, and has a great figure.

Therefore, our Chief Meng changed his words again.

You pervert is just a pervert, right? He likes children the most?

If you don't brag for a day, you'll feel sad, right?

"If your child is not feeling well, you should call a doctor in time." Meng Shaoyuan continued: "By coincidence, I know an excellent doctor who specializes in looking after children."

"Ah, is it?" The female teacher said immediately: "That's great, sir, who are you?"

"Charles Meng." Meng Shaoyuan said politely: "Who are you?"

"Karen Goldberg, I'm the history teacher at this school."

As soon as Karen finished speaking, Lucy introduced: "Mrs. Goldberg is a very excellent teacher in our school."

Mrs. Goldberg?

Have a husband?

Young Master Meng was immediately disappointed.

"Karen, you go first, I'll be back in a moment."

"Okay, Principal."

After Karen left, Lucy carefully discussed with Meng Shaoyuan how to "bury" the professor and how to avoid exposing any flaws as much as possible.

Then, she said: "Sir, let's go see little Lott together. This poor child, his parents were imprisoned in concentration camps in Germany."

Young Master Meng was distracted, and all he could think about was Mrs. Goldberg.

You said, why do you want to get married?

As upright people as we are, we can't destroy your marriage, right?

While walking outside, he asked casually: "Is Mr. Goldberg also working at your school?"

"Ah, no." Lucy's expression turned gloomy: "Mr. Goldberg was arrested in Germany. Fortunately, Karen was not with him at the time. With the help of kind people, she ran out

About last year, a colleague of Mr. Goldberg also came to Shanghai. He told us that poor Mr. Goldberg was killed because he resisted the Nazis."

Ah, dead?

I told you earlier.

Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "Poor Mr. Goldberg."

"Poor Karen." Lucy looked sad: "After she learned the bad news, she cried bitterly. It was not until several months later that she gradually recovered from her grief."

Let me comfort you.

Master Meng feels that he is really a kind person.

He had been trying to find ways to solve problems related to Karen, and he came to the dormitory unknowingly.

The child named Lot was only about five or six years old. He was lying on the bed with a red face and shortness of breath.

I touched my forehead and found no fever.

There is a doctor in the school, but the doctor can only treat common diseases.

Under such special circumstances, especially after Professor Weinberg disappeared, they did not dare to go out rashly.

"No, we can't wait any longer."

Karen said resolutely: "I'll take Little Lott to the hospital."

"I'll send someone to go with you."

After Lucy finished speaking, Meng Shaoyuan said: "Don't be so nervous, I'll take Mrs. Goldberg and Little Lott with me."

"I, Meng, am really grateful to you." Lucy said sincerely: "You have helped us again. Karen, don't worry, with Charles' help, it will become easy in no time."

"Thank you, sir, thank you."

Karen was equally grateful.

Thank me?

Well, that depends on how you give thanks.

…

Meng Shaoyuan did not take Lot to the hospital.

Instead, he first found a safe area, and then asked Li Zhifeng to invite the doctor here.

Karen doesn't understand at all.

Is there such a way to treat a doctor?

"Why don't we just go to the hospital?" she asked.

"Because it's not safe there." Meng Shaoyuan didn't hide anything: "I'm very capable in Shanghai. Similarly, I have many enemies in Shanghai, and they all want my life. I'm not suitable for going out in public places."

Karen was a little surprised: "You, may I ask, what do you do?"

"I resist the invaders." Meng Shaoyuan replied solemnly: "In Germany, your enemies are the Nazis, in China, our enemies are the Japanese. From this point of view, we are the same kind of people. The Nazis

The Jews are desperately being persecuted in Germany, and the Japanese are also massacring our people in China. I am the kind of person who specifically resists them."

"Then you are a hero."

Perhaps thinking of her husband, Karen's eyes turned red: "I hate the Nazis. They killed my husband, put countless Jews in concentration camps, tortured them, and abused them.

My husband, the parents of little Lott, and the poor child, his uncle, tried their best to rescue him and put him on a ship leaving Germany, but he was not able to come out together.

I also hate the Japanese. After arriving in Shanghai, I discovered that the Chinese are suffering the same suffering as us, perhaps more severely than us, but you still accept us, thank you, thank you."

"China has always been a kind-hearted nation."

Meng Shaoyuan was particularly serious this time: "Even if we ourselves are suffering, we are willing to selflessly help people in the same situation as us.

Don’t worry, we will not fail. Sooner or later the Japanese will be driven away by us, and sooner or later you will be able to regain your freedom, true freedom."

"You are a good man."

There were tears in Karen's eyes: "I don't know how to express my gratitude. You were able to save little Lott. I am willing to give everything I have."

do not.

Don't own anything, that wouldn't be fun.

Meng Shaoyuan blinked his eyes, wanting to squeeze out a few tears, but after squeezing for a long time, his eyes were still dry. If I had known better, I would have brought some eye drops.

This woman? Well, she is very tasty.
Chapter completed!