The journey starts from the Titanic

Under the influence of Situ Nan, Kuzdova has studied many Eastern cultures over the years, and specially invited tutors from Chinatown to teach Chinese culture.Over the years, this woman who can endure loneliness has achieved success. She speaks very fluent Chinese. She also speaks Cantonese, which is popular among Chinese Americans, well. She also learned to cook Chinese food. After some twists and turns, the ruined Russian nobleman finally became An outstanding mistress.

A lingering last year also gave them love crystallization, and the William family has since added one more member.The fly in the ointment is that Situ Nan is not by his side during production.

Seeing Situ Nan's upright figure and the love in his awkward movements, Kuzdova thought to her heart: "My life has entered a new realm, and since then I have more spiritual sustenance."

"What's her name?" Situ Nan asked back.

"Sharapova," Kuzdova said.

"Sharapova? Sharapova? William?" Situ Nan listened for a moment, couldn't help but lowered his head and glanced at the baby in his arms. One with the word "baby".

"What's the matter?" Kuzdova hesitated when seeing Situ Nan not speaking suddenly, with a strange expression, "You don't like it?"

"No! Very good!" Situ Nan reacted immediately, smiling and nodding.Sharapova is not bad too!The beautiful figure is good, um, I will teach her to play tennis in the future.

While thinking, Situ Nan took out a crystal clear jade pendant from his pocket and hung it carefully on Sharapova's neck.

"Is it pretty?" Situ Nan asked.The jade pendant was obtained from Beijing a few years ago by the Taoist priest. It is said that it came from the palace. It is similar to Situ Nan's collection.

"Yeah!" Kuzdova nodded with satisfaction and reminded, "I haven't got the Chinese name yet? Come and get it!"

"Do you have any good suggestions? I heard your Chinese teacher say that you are now at a very high level." Situ Nan asked with a smile.

Kuzdova looked at the jade pendant on her daughter's neck, had an idea, and smiled: "How is Situ Ying?"

"Okay! Listen to you." Situ Nan said cheerfully.

The baby in his arms is still asleep, and he doesn't know his parents are discussing a name for himself.After a while, she woke up, and when she saw the stranger Situ Nan wept with fear, so scared that Situ Nan almost dropped her from her hands.

Kuzdova immediately hugged her when she saw this, and after some coaxing, the crying ceased.

"Shava, he is father, father..."

Kuzdova pointed to Situ Nan’s smile and said, with her efforts, Shawa was not so afraid of Situ Nan, she curled up in her mother’s arms, her dark eyes stared at Situ Nan without speaking, as if she wanted to distinguish. What the hell is Dad.

Situ Nan stood in front of her daughter, afraid of crying, and didn't dare to step forward, feeling a little bit sour and a little guilty.

Even for the children of William Manor, he usually doesn't spend much time with them. As for other women and children, it is even more difficult for them to fulfill their father's responsibilities.

There are some things that you really understand after being someone else's parents.Perhaps it is also the fetters in the heart. The responsibilities on him will make a man mature, not as unrestrained as he was when he was young, only for a short time.

In the next day, Situ Nan tried to pick up Shawa again, but every time she met Shawa, she burst into tears, and when she put her down, the crying slowly stopped again.

After several attempts, the result was the same. The little guy was not close to Situ Nan like a conditioned reflex. Situ Nan was very injured and had to stay aside and watch her silently.

"Is this the legendary one can only see but not touch?" Situ Nan smiled bitterly, rubbing his chin, looking at Kuzdova aggrievedly.

"It won't be any more when I grow up." Kuzdova comforted, a little funny in her heart.When she was breastfeeding several times, Situ Nan tried to come close, but she still held back. The anxious and helpless look made her smile.

For a long time, in her heart, Situ Nan is omnipotent, doing all the big things properly, always a confident and elegant man, but now it makes a little baby stumped.

However, Situ Nan looked at her daughter's liking, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At the beginning, she was afraid that Situ Nan would not like Shava.As far as she knows, the Orientals have a very heavy concept of patriarchal patriotism, and they value boys very much, but the treatment of daughters is far worse.

At least that's what Kuzdova's home Chinese teacher gave her.

Regarding Kuzdova’s opinion, Situ Nan immediately corrected and said seriously: “In many people’s eyes, it’s almost like this. Not to mention Asia, the United States is like this, but the West is a bit more enlightened than the East. But that’s just someone else, I. It's different from them. But speaking of it, I actually don't take care of you enough."

Situ Nan sighed.Stroking Kuzdova's face, after giving birth, she lost her former delicacy and gained a bit of the charm of a mature woman. As time goes by, this woman's weight in his heart has become heavier.

"It's okay! I'm fine, we are all fine."

Kuzdova said emotionally, looking at Situ Nan, as if hearing the sigh from the bottom of his heart through that sincere gaze.Perhaps she had complained before, but after the birth of her daughter, she felt more grateful.

In order to show his heart, Situ Nan rolled up his sleeves and personally cooked some dishes for Kuzdova.

A little waxy, under the curious gaze of the baby next to them, the two sat down to have a meal face to face, Kuzdova was even more moved, and the long-lost warmth surged from the bottom of her heart.This kind of feeling doesn't happen frequently, and she feels more precious....

In the blink of an eye, one day passed.Situ Nan was lying on the bed watching Cummins Electric’s performance report, but his attention drifted to Shava and Kuzdova next door.

Seeing Kuzdova come in, she asked: "She is asleep?"

"Yeah. I just fell asleep, I hope I won't wake up in the middle of the night." Kuzdova smiled and came over lightly. She wore a new set of pajamas tonight.

"Great! I'll go see her!" Situ Nan put down the folder and immediately got out of bed and walked to the next door.Finally, when Shava fell asleep, he had a chance to "get close" to her!

Kuzdova gave a big smile.

After a while, Situ Nan returned to the bed contentedly, a smooth and warm body came up, hooked his neck, and a soft sensation spread from the head, just like the "Pirate III" in Morgan. Enthusiasm at first sight.

"Recently, I was discussing a business with the Soviets. They are purchasing food and industrial equipment through American agents." Situ Nan leaned on the bedside, spouting a sip of Cuban cigar, and a faint blue fragrance filled the room.

"Really?" Kuzdova said indifferently, the spring tide on her face hadn't receded, she squinted her eyes, preferring to recall the beautiful feeling of fusion just now rather than caring about some distant topics.

However, Situ Nan didn't seem to notice, and continued to think of himself: "This year is a very important year, and it is destined to be many wrongs and wrongs. The Kremlin is dead, and the situation is a bit unclear. British Churchill commented: The Russian people have fallen into the quagmire. Struggling, the worst thing for them is the birth of Lenin, and the second worst thing is his death. That fat man made sense."

"How does it make sense?" Kuzdova got some interest, she wanted to hear, the bald head that made countless Russians fall into hell died, how could it be the misfortune of the Russians?

"This is actually very simple. Because those who come on stage will be even more cruel. Things may have just begun." Situ Nan explained with a smile.

"Really? That's horrible!" Kuzdova said with some worry, frowning, remembering the experience of madly escaping from Russia, the blood and blood, and those cruel chekas took the nobles, intellectuals, officers, and priests. All the landlords and the peasants who were dissatisfied with them were all shot to death...So far, I still have lingering fears.

"Lenin's heir is Stalin, he is the general secretary, but Trotsky is indeed the most powerful. He created the Soviet Red Army with great achievements and outstanding talents. Now these two factions are pinching?

If the United States uses voting to knock down its political opponents, then they are a life-and-death battle in the Kremlin, even more powerful than on the battlefield."

Situ Nandao, paused for a while, smoked a cigar, let the smell of tobacco stimulate his nerves, secretly glad that he did not live in the cruel place of political struggle.

"But what does this have to do with ordinary people?" Kuzdova asked.The struggle in Wanli didn't matter to her a dime, but she liked to discuss this with Situ Nan.

"Lenin is a pragmatic man. The New Economic Policy currently implemented by Russia has a lot to do with him, but Trosky has different opinions. Think about it, they disagree. One word can determine the life and death of thousands of people.

Now that Lenin is dead, will his policy be overthrown?There are ideals or theoretical struggles, more conspiracy struggles, and turbulence is indispensable.Isn't it the ordinary people below who are really tossed?"

Situ Nan explained.This situation has also happened to him. The living space of the South China Chinese must be based on the squeeze of the indigenous peoples such as Java and Sunda. Of course, the indigenous people such as Java and Sunda are not the aboriginals there. They also come from outside. Slowly kill all or drive away the aboriginals before taking up the site.

These indigenous tribes are often not called a country, nor have they formed a unified country on the islands of Java and Sumatra.The Dutch colonists conquered most of the tribes on the island and strengthened their ties, but when the national consciousness of Indonesia was awakened, the rise of South China interrupted them.As time goes by, they can only become more and more dependent on the Chinese, subtly accepting Chinese culture as well as Western modernization.

Situ Nan is the instigator of all this, so he can particularly appreciate the huge impact of a word and action of a superior person on the morning of ordinary people in society.

So on the one hand, while he asked Nanhua to establish the dominant position of the Chinese as soon as possible, he was also speeding up social construction.Especially economic and legal construction.

Compared with South China, the Soviet political faction struggle is even more cruel. This life-and-death struggle model has a bad head. Later, neighboring countries inherited this characteristic.

"I don't understand!" Kuzdova shook her head, somewhat at a loss.

"It's okay if you don't understand." Situ Nan smiled.