Le Jing is back.

The smoke was filled with smoke outside the window, as if he hadn't left for too long.

But now it is far from the time he came last time.

The biggest evidence is that there are many women wearing pants on the street. Women are wearing women's suits, carrying briefcases, and walking in a hurry, as calm and capable as men.

"It's so beautiful." He sighed softly: "Leling, what era is it now."

[According to the results of my mental power scan, the level of scientific and technological development here is equivalent to that of the 1960s and 1970s.]

In the 1960s and 1970s, it seems that the war should have ended. Le Jing couldn't help but feel a little sad. Mary and the others are still there? Have they become happy old ladies with a pleated face?

Before he left, he did not tell anyone that he would come back. Because he was not sure when he would come to this era again, he would rather let the girls think that he would never come back than hopeless waiting.

When you open the store, there are no longer the old stone buildings on the streets, and new skyscrapers are rising from the ground. There are no only scattered and heavy classic cars on the road. There are all kinds of new cars flowing endlessly, and pedestrians are also wearing all kinds of new clothes. It is difficult to find traces of complex dresses.

Although he knew that this was the inevitable development of the times, Le Jing couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: for that lost era and for those who were eliminated by the times.

He looked up at the foggy sky and couldn't help but laugh a little. Unexpectedly, in the end, the only thing that had not changed was the smog here. He remembered that many people died in the history of the earth due to the London smog incident in 1952, and the British government began to vigorously rectify smog pollution. I wonder if the same thing happened in this world.

"Sir! You are Mr. Le Jing, right?" An old voice suddenly sounded. Le Jing was stunned, looked in the direction of the sound and found a dignified old woman.

She looked very old, with gray hair and age spots on her face, but even so, she still had clear eyes, wearing a big retro hat and an elegant and neat dress, looking like an old woman walking out of an oil painting.

The old woman stared at Le Jing's face for a long time, as if she had finally confirmed Le Jing's identity. Her old eyes were suddenly filled with a rainbow-like light: "I have to come here every day to see you, but I didn't expect that I would see you before I die."

When the old woman looked at Le Jing, Le Jing was also looking at her. Without waiting for her to introduce herself, he spoke with certainty: "You are Elizabeth, are you?"

Elizabeth was also one of the twenty-five people. She was pulled in by Linda, who was the lady of the noble family like Linda.

Elizabeth looked at him in surprise, a little helpless: "I didn't expect you to recognize me."

Le Jing chuckled: "Your eyes are still the same as when you were young." Even now, her eyes are like burning hydrogen, so blue that it makes people fall in love with it, so clear and bright.

Elizabeth's body stiffened, her smile became apparent, and a strong bitterness appeared in her eyes: "It's different." She sighed, her face full of complexity, "I have changed a lot."

"Can you invite me in and sit?" Elizabeth asked. "Before I die, I think I should tell you everything."

"Of course, I also want to hear your experience and mood over the years."

Le Jing brewed two cups of tea and placed it on the table. So the elderly man told all the experiences of these years with the scent of tea.

Maybe time can smooth out some pain, but it does not include these past events. Every time I think of that past event, Elizabeth always feels heartbroken and cannot let go.

"I am a coward." Elizabeth said blankly: "I betrayed everyone and betrayed our oath. I only care about escaping myself and never thought of Linda. If I could be with Linda at that time, Linda might not have died at all." She closed her eyes and made a verdict for herself: "I am a selfish, cold, cowardly person, and I am guilty."

"Now they are all dead. I am the only one who lives in vain. Because I can't die yet. I want to stay and atone for my sins." She opened her eyes and said lightly: "I want to clean the scene for them."

"I have been sorting out Mary's manuscripts over the years and putting them together into books so that their efforts will not be buried; I have written my memoirs, hoping that more people will learn from it; I have organized funds for the feminist movement and raised funds for the activity, and I have even made a will, and after my death, all my property will be used for women's education."

She was silent for a moment, her eyes drifted, and she laughed sarcastically: "Look, I'm making excuses for myself again. I'm just afraid of death, but I'm also calling myself atonement for my sins. That's enough... enough."

Le Jing looked at this old woman quietly. She was already at the age of aging to be alive, but she was still tortured by her conscience.

This is a respectable, brave and conscientious person.

Living requires more courage than death.

"Do you still remember what I said before leaving?" Le Jing asked suddenly.

Elizabeth was stunned for a moment, and at this time she exposed the shortcomings of the elderly's slow reaction. Le Jing said, "People can be as humble as dust, not as twisted as maggots."

The young man looked at her gently, his eyes clear, as if the autumn sky was clear: "I am very relieved that you did it."

"But I'm a coward! I ran away!" Elizabeth's eyes were red and he roared in a low voice.

The young man frowned and retorted disagreeably: "But what's wrong with wanting to survive? No one should be sorry for his desire to survive." The young man sighed, his eyes appearing transparent amber under the light, and there is an indelible sorrow brewing in it. "You are not wrong, what's wrong is this society that won't let you live."

Le Jing suddenly remembered a passage in "The Diary of a Madman": "I opened history and found that there was no era in this history. The words "benevolence, righteousness and morality" were written on each page. I couldn't sleep. After reading carefully in the middle of the night, I could see the words from the cracks. The whole book said two words were "cannibalism"!"

This society is sick and has been sick for thousands of years. In the torrent of the times, the power of individuals is just a mantis armed mantis chariot, which often leads to a tragic end. But did he give up because of this?

No. Absolutely not!

The pursuit of a better life is an instinct engraved in human genes. Any behavior that wants to oppose, distort, or eliminate this is an atrocity against humanity.

"It is not only death that is resistance." Le Jing said: "Living is the best resistance. Because living people can always do more than dead people. Over the years, you have done well, thank you for your hard work."

"Really?" Elizabeth murmured to herself: "Is it better for me to live? Don't you blame me?"

"Why do you blame me?" Le Jing softened his eyebrows and eyes, "I forgot to say just now, it's great that you are still alive, Liz."

Since Linda's death, no one has called her affectionately for many years. Elizabeth's lips opened and closed, but made no sound. Finally, she covered her face and burst into tears.

She finally made the right choice.

Everyone has their own choice whether to live with humiliation or die vigorously. Le Jing admires the latter, but he respects the former more because the former requires greater courage and perseverance.

There is only one true heroism in this world, that is, to still love life after realizing the truth of life.1

After crying enough, Elizabeth finally mentioned the matter: "When Mary and Ilia went to the battlefield, they handed me their diaries, saying that if they couldn't come back, if you could come back, I hope I handed them their diaries to you. Fortunately, I waited for you after all, and they could rest in peace."

Le Jing was silent for a moment: "Where is their tomb? I want to go and see them."

Elizabeth smiled: "They are buried together on the hills nearby. Today happens to be Mary's death day, and she will definitely be happy to see you."

On the way to the mountain, Le Jing met a huge 'Deputy Army of Women'. Countless women held photos of Mary and shouted the slogan "Women can hold half of the sky" and whistled in the streets.

"This is to commemorate Mary, the Seid Empire has an annual women's parade." Elizabeth looked at the dense sea of ​​people, with a gratified smile on his lips. "On this day, women will go out of their homes, accusing women of oppression, expressing equal rights claims to the government, and calling for the improvement of women's status."

Looking at the excited and surging women, Le Jing finally showed the first smile when he met.

It's great. Although Mary is gone, her thoughts and opinions are still being passed down by future generations.

There are actually three times when a person dies. One is when he dies, the other is when someone attends his funeral, the last time, the last time, the last time, the last person who remembers him forgets him, and then a person truly dies.

Mary has now become a famous figure in history, so she will be immortal.

Le Jing quietly watched the team pass by him. On the signs raised by people, he saw the photos of Ilia, Linda, Elizabeth, and then the portrait of an oriental man!

There seemed to be an electric current flashing on Le Jing's back. He opened his eyes in surprise, "That, that is..."

Elizabeth smiled heartily: "Yes, you read it right. That's your portrait." She turned her head and looked at Le Jing affectionately, her eyes as blue as the sky were filled with pure respect, "You are our mentor, sir, and you deserve your place there."

Le Jing was speechless for a moment, and finally couldn't help but smile shyly: "I didn't do anything either." He whispered: "Compared with you, I'm just a mediocre person who only knows how to talk big."

"No, please don't be so arrogant." Elizabeth looked at Le Jing seriously: "You have done much more than you imagined. It was you who let us in contact with the works of sages from the future, it was you who guided our revolution, it was you who gave us the principles of being a human being, and you are our well-deserved mentor!"

Le Jing shook his head and disagreed: "But even without me, you will find a way out based on the development of history."

"Indeed. But this is much later than now." The old woman stared at Le Jing. Her old eyes were still pure and moving after more than half a century of vicissitudes. "Every year ahead, countless women will awaken and be rescued. Every time she saves one more woman, she will be one step closer to our dream of equality between men and women. You have changed history, sir, this is a merit that only saints can make."

So, is that true?

Can a small butterfly who was flapping his wings cause such a big change? Le Jing couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Mom, I am a boy, why should I participate in a woman's parade?" In the parade, the young boy lay on his mother's shoulder and asked in a daze.

The young woman touched her son's soft hair and told him gently and firmly: "Because you are the woman's son."

The little boy blinked in a vague way. Le Jing and Elizabeth couldn't help laughing when they heard this conversation.

Yes, all men are women's sons.

And mother is originally the child’s first teacher. Mother is the future of national education.

Will this world be better? Le Jing didn't know, but he thought that as long as most mothers become good teachers and as long as most men and women support their mothers, then a day of equal rights between men and women will not be too far away.

The author has something to say:

1 This sentence is a famous saying by Roman Rolland.

Mother is the future of national education.

That's right, that's what I want to express.

We women have such a powerful tool, so few people can successfully use it.

Equality between men and women starts with children [Heartless]

Therefore, the copy of the Sed Empire is completed!

The next chapter ends with the new world.

In the new world, I want to make trouble!
Chapter completed!