All Quiet in Peking [Fang Cui] People live long

Seeing his smile, Xu Tieying felt annoyed but couldn't bear it anymore, so she could only say these words: "Once the battle is over, if the day changes, this place will have to be replaced. You also have nowhere to go." But go, I want you to fly to the UK with my family first, the money is in the account I told you before, and I will tell you the password at that time." While speaking, ignoring Secretary Sun's extremely shocked expression, Tim He said, "Do you still remember when I went back to Taipei last time, I took you to see that girl Qingrui? I went to England and took good care of her."

Secretary Sun stood there with a lot of emotions in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

The scene of Xu Qingrui calling him brother suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the feeling of being held by his arm was still so clear.

Xu Tieying had calculated all her life, but at this moment at the end, she was calculated by the love and love of the younger generation.He never imagined that Qingrui, a girl, had already attached her heart to this person in front of her.Originally, she planned to let her subordinates send them to England, but the girl wanted to drag the person in front of her.

Xu Tieying treats outsiders mercilessly, but in his own family, his children are all favored by the heavens, and he is reluctant to be wronged by his family members. This is why when Cui Zhongshi moved out his wife and children in the Political Department at the beginning, he immediately agreed. .

This is called retribution reincarnation.

"That's all I can say. You and I know each other well. I don't need to worry about who you were before. It's just that girl Qingrui... I'm old. From now on, you young people will rule the world. Treat her well." A little." After Xu Tieying finished speaking, she seemed to have aged ten years again.

The curvature of Secretary Sun's mouth disappeared and he said nothing else.

Xu Tieying stood up, reached out to pat him on the shoulder for the first time when passing him, the voice seemed to come from deep in the throat: "Think carefully."

The author has something to say: The logic of this piece is all gone, the sadness of Eggy...

Is Xu Sun's CP completely unable to close together? Internal injuries.

☆, Family Spring and Autumn ([-])

On the second day after Xie Peidong left, Lin Zihan entered the ward, with a silver-gray tie on his chest, adding a bit of extravagance to him.With a hearty smile on his face, he approached Cui Zhongshi affectionately, first looked at Cui Zhongshi's situation at the moment, and then said: "Liming, I'm here."

Cui Zhongshi nodded, indicating that he knew.

Lin Zihan sat down on his own, playing with Cui Zhongshi's glasses on the bedside with one hand, and said, "Put the divorce agreement in the jasper bag, when she saw it, she cried all night and scolded her." I'll spend the night with you."

Cui Zhongshi's expression turned bitter immediately, and he could even imagine Biyu's expression of collapse after seeing the divorce agreement.

"You don't love her," Lin Zihan withdrew his smile, and came to a conclusion, "I knew you didn't love her from the very beginning when you were together."

Cui Zhongshi didn't know how to answer his words, so he could only keep silent.

Lin Zihan exhaled water vapor, wiped off his glasses carefully, put them on Cui Zhongshi very carefully, and the blurred face in front of Cui Zhongshi's eyes also became clear.

Lin Zihan said with a cold face, "Why did you marry her then, why did you make her sad after marrying her, why did you marry her but fell in love with that man outside this ward." On Zhongshi's heart, every word sees blood.

There was silence in the ward, Lin Zihan was waiting for his answer.

"Please tell Biyu that I'm sorry." After a long time, Cui Zhongshi could only say this.

Lin Zihan examined him with sharp eyes like a knife, as if he was going to dissect him whole, and took out his heart to take a good look at what was going on in this man's mind.In the end, he put the back of his right hand on Cui Zhongshi's forehead and smiled: "I don't have a fever. I hope you will be clear-headed when you make these decisions."

Pulling his hands away, Lin Zihan said: "I came here to take you back to Shanghai. Biyu has been waiting for my news at home, and Boqin and Pingyang are also waiting for my news. But in the end they all I am waiting for you, but now it seems that I have no way to satisfy them all."

Listening to his words, Cui Zhongshi felt pain in his heart again.

Lin Zihan smiled again, with that mischievous and cute smile on his face: "Cui Liming, I am the young master of the Lin family, what do you think I am worse than you? The year Biyu and you got married, I was outside the new house After waiting for a whole night, Biyu didn't look at me when she went out in the morning. Now that Biyu is back, you have divorced her, and she still wants you. Tell me, in what way am I worse than you?"

Seeing that he had nothing to answer, Lin Zihan continued, "I'm still here to ask you to go back, but what about you? You broke her heart and made yourself look like this. But that's fine too. , From now on, no one will grab the jade from me." Lin Zihan laughed while talking.

Laughing enough, Lin Zihan stood up and stared into Cui Zhongshi's eyes: "Cui Liming, we agreed before that whoever gets married first, the other person must have a wedding banquet. Now you can't come, you just Say to me, Lin Zihan, I, Cui Liming, wish you and Ye Biyu a happy marriage for a hundred years, never leave."

Cui Zhongshi looked at his eyes that were so painful when he was smiling, and said, "Lin Zihan, I, Cui Liming, wish you and Ye Biyu a happy relationship for a hundred years and never leave."

"Good, good, good!" Lin Zihan said three "good" words in a row, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

"Cui Liming, Biyu fell in love with you because she loved the wrong person. I hope you don't fall in love with the wrong person too." Lin Zihan said, leaving these words behind, he turned around and opened the door of the ward and strode away.

Cui Zhongshi watched his leaving back, closed his eyes, was too tired to even think.

Secretary Sun never thought that the little girl whom he had only met once and who had only taken her around the entire Taipei city fell in love with him. This insignificant feeling made Xu Tieying make such a decision at this moment.While stunned, he also had to think about his future.

No parents, no relatives, no friends, he was an orphan since he was a child, and he has a withdrawn character, so he sees people as deserted, but later Jianfeng recruited him to join the Iron Blood Salvation Council, and it seems that he has made progress in this life navigation mark.But now facing the money Xu Tieying threw over him and Qingrui's sincere feelings, can he refuse?

Faith is a wonderful thing, it can support you when you are most lonely and helpless, because the person or thing you believe in can always make you feel warm in the coldest night.

Jianfeng doesn't need him anymore, the country doesn't need him, and the people of Beiping City don't need useless people like him to rob them of already scarce food.

Secretary-General Sun took a long breath, walked into the public phone booth, and dropped a coin accurately.

"Hello, is this Director Xu?" He heard himself say so.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then a vicissitudes of laughter came: "Have you figured it out?"

"Yes." Secretary Sun only gave him this word.

"Okay, you come to the police station." Such a sentence came from the phone.

"Yes." Secretary Sun still used the word.

Xu Tieying, who was staying at the police station, flipped through Secretary Sun's files back and forth, but couldn't find anything about his violation of discipline since he followed him.In the past, it was just that he was loyal, but at this time, when he really wanted to use these things, he couldn't find the slightest excuse.

When Secretary Sun appeared at the door again, Xu Tieying lowered her voice, "Come in." and put the file aside.

Secretary Sun pushed open the door, still standing straight in front of him, with no expression on his cold face.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Xu Tieying asked suddenly: "Xiao Sun, in your opinion, what kind of person am I?"

Secretary Sun was taken aback by his question, and after another moment of silence, he replied, "You are the chief of the Beiping Police Department."

Hearing what he said, Xu Tieying chuckled lightly: "Yes." He didn't expect Secretary Sun to have any other answers. Could there be any other answers?

As he spoke, he took off a watch from his hand. Although Xu Tieying was dressed in expensive western goods, the watch in his hand had obviously been worn for many years, and the silver surface was a little faded.

"Come here," Xu Tieying ordered, and when Secretary Sun approached, he took the other's hand and tied the watch carefully.

Secretary Sun watched his actions in shock, but did not refuse.

"You have been with me for seven years, and I am not a stingy person. This watch is given to you, one is to entrust you to take good care of Qingrui, and the other is to let us get together well." Xu Tieying said, with a self-deprecating smile on his face at the same time.

He is about to be found out. If he can't pass this level, in the future...

There will be no future.

After sending Secretary Sun out, Xu Tieying let out a long sigh of relief, as he settled the most worrying things.

When Shanghai's economy stabilized slightly, Comrade Jianfeng started to crack down on Kong Song's corruption. He had collected a lot of evidence here, and he just needed to deal an important blow to these corrupt groups.

But he never expected that his wife would call in person to intercede for the Kong family company.Jianfeng has always been a courageous person. The last time he pleaded with Jianfeng to let them go, but this time he will never do so.Strict enforcement is still ordered.

At this time, Zeng Keda was also transferred back to Shanghai by Jianfeng, and cooperated with him to investigate Kong Song, and the reform of the currency system was in full swing.

Liang Jinglun still stayed in Peiping, working as his double agent and the undercover of the party, constantly searching for new information, and contacting Comrade Jianfeng by phone.At the same time, He Xiaoyu also secretly joined the Communist Party to deliver important information to the party.

Just one month after the reform of the currency system, there has already been a rush to buy supplies in Beiping. Every day when you go out, you can see long snakes lined up in the streets and alleys.All public servants rushed into the shops to buy daily necessities as soon as they were paid.

The people obviously don't trust the government, but under the government's force test, they have to spend their savings in exchange for new currency. Among them, the middle class is the most exploited.

However, Chiang Ching-kuo's "fighting the tiger" operation in Shanghai was still full of resistance and could not turn the tide.

The author has something to say: Well...

God unfolds...

That's it……

Immediately felt that Xu Ju spoiled Sun Mi so much, XDDDD~~

Well, Director Xu is just for the sake of his family, he put aside his previous stern style, and occasionally becomes so gentle...

Uncle Cui and Zihan are so annoying, and Boqin and Pingyang...

Silently wish them all good flowers, a full moon, and a long life.

☆, farewell

Fang Mengao looked at the note in his hand, his eyes gradually widened. He never thought that Xie Peidong would write him such words.

At noon today, I went to Zhongshi's house to discuss important matters

Xie Peidong

What is the important matter, and you have to go to Cui Zhongshi's house to discuss it?What's more, my aunt's behavior is completely different from his usual style. If there is anything on weekdays, he must report to Fang Buting first, and he will never come to him no matter how urgent it is.With doubts in mind, Fang Mengao put the note away and went to the agreed place on time.

It was still that small alley, with mottled and dilapidated walls, and houses full of old atmosphere everywhere. I walked gradually along the road, and finally stopped in front of the iron gate in front of me.

Just as I was about to reach out to knock, I suddenly remembered, how can there be anyone in this room?

Suddenly, the iron door was opened, revealing Xie Peidong's silent face.

"Meng Ao, come in." Xie Peidong said, turned around and walked towards the main room step by step.

Fang Mengao closed the iron gate, followed behind him, and asked as he walked, "Auntie, why do you have the key to Uncle Cui's house?"

Xie Peidong didn't answer him right away, he found a rag in the main room and wiped off the dusty tables and chairs, and said, "Meng Ao, sit down."

Fang Mengao sat down, and he sat down too.

Xie Peidong looked at him, and his first sentence was: "Cui Zhongshi must return to the liberated area."

Fang Mengao was taken aback by him, and said, "Uncle, you..."

Xie Peidong nodded silently, and his old but wise eyes answered his question: "You just need to understand, you don't need to say it. Zhongshi misses you, I guess he doesn't want to go back. But staying here, for Zhongshi Comrades are very dangerous. Meng Ao, do you understand?"

Xie Peidong has always been reticent, but he said so much in this meeting, which is obviously very important.

Fang Mengao was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

Xie Peidong showed a half-smile on his dull face, showing a romance that did not belong to his age: "Comrade Meng Ao, the moon has its ups and downs, and people have joys and sorrows. When there is separation, there is reunion. On behalf of the organization, I wish you and Cui Comrade Zhongshi, the flowers are always beautiful, the moon is long and round, and people live long."

Fang Mengao's voice trembled, showing the fragility of youth: "Thank you for the organization's blessing."

Xie Peidong nodded, and continued: "Comrade Meng Ao, Zhongshi has left, and I will take over from him to contact you in Beiping."

Fang Mengao nodded.

In this way, when Cui Zhongshi hesitated, Xie Peidong secretly confessed the whole matter to Fang Mengao. Fang Mengao's first reaction was shock. The uncle who had been diligent and hardworking in his family for decades turned out to be a gangster.Fang Buting knew that he probably got sicker.

Xie Peidong analyzed the pros and cons of Cui Zhongshi's leaving and staying, and explained that once Cui Zhongshi went to the liberated area, he would be replaced by him who had one-way contact with him.Now Cui Zhongshi is having a hard time making a choice, so I can only let you choose for him.

Xie Peidong usually looks silent and dull, but once he is asked to do something, he can always grasp the most crucial point.

Cui Zhongshi's fate is hereby settled.

But Fang Mengao was reluctant to tell Cui Zhongshi, and waited for three months, until the day Cui Zhongshi took off the bandage.Although things are busy in these three months, he will visit every day, and finally waited for the day when the two are about to part.

Reluctant to give up, he can only see him off.

When stepping into the ward, Cui Zhongshi opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to be very close yet seemed to stay far away, the expression on his face was indifferent and thoughtful.But as soon as he looked at Fang Mengao with both eyes, the corners of his mouth immediately curled up.

Fang Mengao looked at him, couldn't help but trembled again, and bit his lower lip lightly.He strode over, put the things in his hands on the bedside table, sat down, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Cui Zhongshi shook his head with a smile, and only said two words: "The past."

Seeing him like this, Fang Mengao's heart suddenly felt sour, and he didn't ask any further questions, but asked softly, "Are you happy or sad?"

Cui Zhongshi still smiled: "All of them, there are more happy things."

Fang Mengao smiled: "Really?"

Cui Zhongshi nodded. Fang Mengao was already unpacking the things he had just brought. As soon as he opened the bag, he took out an exquisite food box. Cui Zhongshi could recognize where it came from at a glance.Looking at Fang Mengao's expression also became complicated.

Open the food box, inside are nine small assorted vegetable buns, clustered together, obviously carefully arranged, it looks really good-looking. The word "nine" is the same as long, which probably means long and long.

Handing the food box to Cui Zhongshi, Fang Mengao softened his voice: "Eat."

Cui Zhongshi smiled: "It's hard for you to remember."

Fang Mengao remained silent, then handed him the chopsticks considerately, and put them down after watching him eat one.

Fang Mengao looked at Cui Zhongshi's cheek, that face was covered in the warm sunshine, his eyes opened and closed with a heart-pounding brilliance.At first, I just thought it was ordinary, but after watching it for a long time, I felt that nothing could compare with it.

"Uncle Cui," Fang Mengao called him suddenly, and when the other party's eyes focused on him, he took out something from the pocket of his flight jacket, which was a small harmonica.Fang Mengao smiled, with memories in his smile: "This was left to me when my mother was still alive. I haven't touched her since she died, but Uncle Cui, I want to play a song for you today."

Cui Zhongshi couldn't help being moved after hearing this.

Fang Mengao brought the harmonica to his mouth, and his beautifully skeletonized ten fingers danced on the harmonica. Affectionate notes emerged from the small air holes, dancing and forming a piece of music that made people cry.When the music was getting better and better, the corners of their eyes were moist.

Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the grass is green.The evening wind blows the willow flute, and the setting sun is outside the mountain.

At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, half of friends are scattered.Life is rarely a happy gathering, but there are many separations.

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are fragrant grasses and green sky.I ask you when you will return here, and don't linger when you come.

At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, half of friends are scattered.A pot of turbid wine is enough to make me happy, don't dream of cold tonight.

After the song was over, Fang Mengao's eyes were fixed on Cui Zhongshi's, and Cui Zhongshi's eyes were also on his.Fang Mengao pulled the person's hand over, spread out the opponent's palm, put the harmonica in it, and then closed it into a fist again.

"I'll wait for you in Peking." Fang Mengao said.

Cui Zhongshi's eyes gradually widened: "You want me to go?"

Fang Mengao nodded, but smiled: "Come back earlier."

His smile was so gentle, as if time stood still because of it.

That afternoon, Xie Peidong asked comrades in the organization to send Cui Zhongshi back to the liberated area.

Fang Mengao was standing by the train at that time, watching the man get on the station, long smoke billowed from the top of the train, accompanied by the piercing sound of the whistle, the figure of the man was no longer seen.

Fang Mengao kept the figure of the man in his heart, turned and left.

The author has something to say: ………………

☆, cooking night

Within two weeks after Cui Zhongshi's departure, the Yangtze Company's fraud case broke out across the country. Chiang Ching-kuo's "fighting the tiger" encountered many obstacles, and the currency reform declined.

In just three months, the currency reform has gone like a river, and the economy of the Kuomintang-controlled area has completely collapsed.The failure of the currency reform caused the number of golden round coupons to run wild, and the depreciation rate fell vertically like a free fall. Correspondingly, prices soared. The monthly increase is close to the 500-year sum.

Banknotes can be seen flying everywhere on the street, and there are several in the hand with a light grasp. People dream of sleeping in the pile of money, but at this moment, the money is not as good as waste paper.Gold and silver are used as currency in circulation throughout the country, but most of the gold and silver have flowed into major banks. In just 87 days of reform, apart from the benefits of the ruling class, the small and middle classes have been completely bankrupt.

In the face of devastated scenes, the flames of war ahead have intensified, and the Battle of Huaihai has entered the third stage.The contradictions between the government and the common people have intensified in an all-round way, and armed negotiations and military suppression have become common occurrences.

There were people with mental breakdowns in the bank the day before yesterday, but the government was unwilling to return the money that was taken out of the people's pockets to them.

The failure of the currency reform nearly collapsed Zeng Keda's faith. He left Shanghai and returned to Beiping, taking one last look at this once prosperous city.But he never expected to see Fang Mengao in this dark night.Fang Mengao had just assisted Xu Tieying to quell a commotion, and was rushing back to the barracks from Beidinghe, he was taken aback when he saw Zeng Keda.

Zeng Keda's military uniform was not as neat as it used to be, his cloth shoes were stained with mud, his face was slumped, and his figure looked very lonely in the dark night.

Fang Mengao was silent for a while, and said, "Supervisor Zeng." Three words were his greeting.

Zeng Da nodded without saying a word.

In such a stalemate and silence, Fang Mengao was about to leave when Zeng Keda stopped him and said something unexpected to Fang Mengao.

"In your eyes, what kind of person am I?" Zeng Da asked, his voice was so flat that no emotion could be heard.

Fang Mengao stopped, and after a moment of silence, he said, "A person who has trouble with rich people," he said, and it was true, but for some reason, Fang Mengao still said this sentence that he had no chance to say before. , "But I respect you. I have supervised you. We have different positions and different clients, but we have one thing in common."

Zeng Keda heard about it, his eyes slowly moved around, and the place he saw was full of devastation, and he smiled clearly: "When the five-member team came to Peiping, why did we come? We came to investigate corruption in Peiping, and the result , We have captured so many people and killed so many people, all the result is currency system reform. But what has been changed in the currency system reform? It has changed the wealth of those we want to investigate, and made our people have no way out!"

Fang Mengao looked at his desolate smile and was speechless.

Zeng Keda: "The domestic economy has become like this. I heard that your brother and that little girl have both gone to the United States. Why don't you go?"

Fang Mengao listened to his words, looked at the starry sky, and said only two words: "Wait for someone."

The next day came news of Zeng Da's suicide. It was reported that when his subordinates collected his body, there were two lines of tears on his face.

In times of national crisis, save everything.There was no memorial service either, and he was buried hastily in a coffin.Fang Mengao went to see the grave and left a bottle of wine in front of the grave.

One month later, the Communist Party won the Battle of Huaihai.

It is also night, surrounded by barren grass and fields, the sky is full of stars and fields, and the night penetrates into the bone marrow, arousing the soldiers' longing for home.

The trenches were covered in dust, and the wounded soldiers were all staring at the road ahead with their eyes open.

I don't know who broke the silence and sang a homecoming song, and soon this emotion spread to the entire trench. Now that the battle has been won, they no longer have any scruples, and the singing floated out of the trench.

Cui Zhongshi stroked the gun in his arms, thinking silently, with a conspicuous bandage on his chest.

When the people around him saw it and asked, he just shook his head with a smile. He didn't say much, but took out a small harmonica. The silver harmonica shimmered in the night.

"Liming, who gave it to you? Could it be the daughter-in-law?"

Cui Zhongshi just smiled, then nodded slightly.

"Yo, I guessed it right! How about it, will you? Give us a song?"

"Okay." Cui Zhongshi replied, with the harmonica on his lips, it was Zhou Xuan's "Full Moon and Flowers Are Good".

Everyone listened, even though they couldn't understand the beautiful tune, many people couldn't help crying when they thought of their wives and children waiting at home.

"Liming, your daughter-in-law is really blessed to have a husband like you! We are all a bunch of rough men, and we can't read a basket of characters with big fists, so we can only go to the battlefield to kill the enemy."

Cui Zhongshi shook his head, the matter had to go back to a few days ago, their regiment was already driven to the point of desperation, Cui Zhongshi risked his life to sneak into the enemy's barracks to obtain important information, allowing them to break through .In the beginning, the enemy's intelligence could not be deciphered. Cui Zhongshi was a spy in his old profession, and he was very familiar with deciphering codes.

This also earned him the respect of fellow soldiers. They looked down on white-faced scholars like him the most when they were fighting. They also wore glasses. Seeing how weak their bodies were, they were just dragging their feet.But they didn't expect Cui Zhongshi to come and make them stand in awe.What's more valuable is that although Cui Zhongshi is not good at melee combat, he is very talented in sniping, and he is sure to hit a hit from a hundred steps away.

Wrote the beautiful hymn of glasses and spring.

One month later, Cui Zhongshi's team followed the main force and marched towards Peiping.

The author has something to say: Don’t read this piece because it’s so badly written....

☆, Boiling Night ([-])

In the early morning of December 1948, 12, artillery fire from the People's Liberation Army covered the entire Nanyuan Airport.

On the same day, the Northeast Field Army Cheng Huang Corps entered Mentougou, Shijingshan, Wanshou Temple, approached Xizhimen and Deshengmen of Beiping, and surrounded Beiping from the north and west.Xiao Jinguang's Corps occupied Langfang and Wuqing, captured Nanyuan Airport, and surrounded Beiping from the east and south.

Fu Zuoyi's 25 troops have all retreated to Beiping, vowing to defend the city to the death.

At dusk, the artillery fire suddenly stopped.

Fang Mengao's special flying brigade suddenly appeared in the bloody twilight sky!Just the week before, Fang Mengao was sent to perform a mission to post a farewell flight, and now he has returned to Peiping.

In the cockpit of the leading C-46, Fang Mengao looked down at Beiping below the plane, like a black and white aerial photo, and like a sleeping history book!

"The special flying team is calling! The special flying team is calling! Please answer if you hear it! Please answer if you hear it!" Fang Mengao called from the earphone microphone.

"Received! Received! Report your position! Report your position!"

Fang Mengao: "We have reached the sky above Beiping! Please indicate the landing place!"

"Special Flying Squadron! Special Flying Squadron! I agree with your landing! Please pay attention to the landing direction!"

Fang Mengao: "Got it! Please indicate the landing direction!"

"Attention Special Flight Team! Attention Special Flight Team! The landing site is Dongdan Temporary Airport! The runway is 600 meters long and 30 meters wide! From south to north, the reference object is the three-story building in the southeast! Please master the landing height and Slope! Please master the landing height and slope yourself! Pay attention to the artillery fire of the communist army! Pay attention to..."

"Understood!" Fang Mengao switched the intercom to high frequency, "No. [-] calls No. [-], No. [-]! Please answer!"

In the cockpit of the second C-46, Xu Changwu: "No. [-] received it! No. [-], please give instructions!"

In the cockpit of the third C-46, Guo Zhengang: "Received on the [-]rd! Please give instructions to the [-]st!"

Fang Mengao: "The runway at the landing point is 600 meters long and 30 meters wide. It is very difficult to land! I will land first, and you should pay attention to my landing height and slope! Pay attention to the distance between landing! Pay attention to the distance between landing!"

Xu Changwu: "Number Two understands!"

Guo Zhengang: "No. [-] understands!"

Fang Mengao's C-46 suddenly rose, turned sideways, and flew towards the south sky.

The second C-46, followed by the third C-46, turned sideways and also flew over the south.

Fang Mengao's C-46 adjusted its height and angle and descended towards Beiping City on a slope.

The underground is Dongdan Temporary Airport.

Fang Mengao's C-46 has also parked on the temporary apron next to the runway.

Xu Changwu's C-46 has also parked next to Fang Mengao's plane.

In the cockpit, Fang Mengao looked up at the twilight sky.

Fang Mengao said to the headset microphone: "Get off the plane!

Team Fang lined up on the runway of the temporary airport.

A few tens of meters away, the person who came to pick up the plane was actually Xu Tieying!

But seeing him smiling, a few Chinese tunic suits followed, and a squad from the Fourth Corps' Secret Service Battalion, walking towards Fang Da Brigade.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried running came from the other direction!

A soldier in a cotton winter jacket of the Northwest Army rushed over with a box gun.

——It's a member of Fu Zuoyi's security regiment!

On the way, Fu Zuoyi's guard group was divided into three teams.

A group ran to the planes and stopped outside the three planes, and a group ran to the front of Fang Mengao's flight group and stopped.

A team greeted Xu Tieying and others who were coming, and a team leader stopped Xu Tieying with his hand.

Xu Tieying was less than ten meters away from Fang Meng'ao's brigade at this time, and there was a sudden change, and he stood there in a daze.

They didn't even have military ranks in cotton winter clothes, but they saw a man in his thirties walked up to Fang Mengao and saluted him.

Fang Mengao returned the military salute.

The man in his thirties was tall and loud, with a Shanxi accent: "General Commander Fu's military order: All military and political personnel in Beiping are not allowed to evacuate, and those who violate it will be severely punished! Captain Fang, we have taken over the plane, you go back and wait for orders .”

Fang Mengao smiled and turned to the pilot queue: "Go back to take a shower and rest!"

The pilots were silent for a while: "Yes!" But none of them moved, still looking at Fang Mengao.

Fang Mengao searched for a hand, and Xu Changwu came over.

Fang Mengao: "I'll go home, you take everyone to the bathhouse to take a bath, eat, and find me at home if you have anything to do."

Xu Changwu: "Yes." Walking towards the queue.

Fang Mengao took off his flying cap and walked towards Xu Tieying.

Xu Tieying looked at Fang Mengao who was walking over.

"I can't fly anymore." Fang Mengao brushed past him, put down these words lightly, and walked over.

Then, Xu Changwu led the flying team and ran over from the other side of Xu Tieying and the others.

The people behind all looked at Xu Tieying.

Xu Tieying's expression changed slightly, but he quickly recovered: "Go to North China to suppress the general." Xu Tieying turned and walked towards the Xinhua Gate.

The living room on the first floor of Fang Mansion.

There was the sound of a bucket of water being poured from the bathroom.

Fang Buting sat on the sofa and looked at Xie Peidong.

Xie Peidong sat on the sofa and looked at Fang Buting.

Fang Mengao only wore a white military shirt, yellow military trousers, and came out wiping his head with a dry towel.

Then the stairs rang, and Cheng Xiaoyun was still so gentle, generous, and charming, just like singing Zhou Xuan's "Moonful Flowers" in the living room that day, even in this troubled world, his posture was still elegant and calm. shock.He came down with two clothes.

Fang Mengao picked up the leather jacket on the dining room chair and walked over: "Mom."

Cheng Xiaoyun: "Try on the clothes."

Fang Mengao glanced at the clothes she was holding in her hands, and began to put on a leather jacket: "The clothes at home don't fit me."

Fang Buting: "Is it so difficult to tell you to try?"

Cheng Xiaoyun was still holding the clothes, and still looked at him with a pair of gentle eyebrows. There was such anticipation in those eyes, as if he was really looking at his own child.

Fang Mengao just put on one sleeve and stopped there.

Cheng Xiaoyun gently handed him the clothes, took the leather jacket from Fang Mengao's hand, and put it on the sofa.

After receiving the sweater, Fang Mengao immediately put on his sleeves and put on his head, covering the momentary sadness, and smiled after putting it on: "It fits right."

All eyes were on him.

Low collar, dark green, revealing the white collar of the shirt, very matching.

Cheng Xiaoyun: "Try this." He handed over a black tweed coat.

Fang Mengao's eyes changed, he looked at the coat unfolded in Cheng Xiaoyun's hand, but did not pick it up.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

Fang Buting: "I told Xiaoyun. Meng Ao quarreled several times when he was a child, and asked his mother to make a fine black cloak like Don Quixote in the novel. I scolded him. Xiaoyun wasted his mind , made this coat...Xiaoyun, if he doesn't want to wear it, just put it away."

Fang Mengao took it, flicked it on, and put it on: "Thank you Mom. I have worn the military uniform for ten years, and I don't have to wear it from now on."

Fang Buting was so relieved, he stood up: "There is an old saying, the predecessors are not as strong as the descendants."

Cheng Xiaoyun looked at him, smiled softly, two dimples dimpled at the corners of his curled mouth, making him look even more attractive.

Fang Mengao glanced at his father, then quickly looked at Xie Peidong.

Xie Peidong: "Go upstairs, the president has something to tell you."

In the office on the second floor, beside the coffee table on the balcony, the three of them were silent for some reason.

Fang Buting looked at the two people here, and said, "'Humanity is like a piece of paper, and the world is like a new game of chess'. Meng Ao just asked me why I have money to make clothes, but I don't have the money to take care of Cui Zhongshi's family. Peidong, today In front of Meng Ao, we just made it clear. No matter how thin the favor is, I will not be so thin that I don’t care about my bank clerk’s reduced wife and children. The problem is that Cui Zhongshi’s family is under the care of the Lin family, and Fang Buting’s future is still far away. You have to arrange it yourself."

Fang Mengao glanced at his aunt, then at his father.

Fang Buting: "Right now, everyone who pulls a sheep cart or sells cigarettes knows that the Kuomintang has lost and □□ wants to win the world. But how many people really know why the Kuomintang will lose and □□ why it will win? I have stood by them for more than 20 years I know the bank. In China, the inequality of the rich and the poor has persisted for thousands of years, and the western financial economy can only add fuel to the fire. I will not go to Taiwan for the Kuomintang to set up a bank. I learned this □□I can’t use it. What else can I do? Fortunately, the dozens of acres of land in my hometown in Wuxi were sold by the clan last year, and some of the money I saved was bought into gold coupons. I am not considered an exploiting class in the countryside or in the city. Yes. As soon as the battle in Beiping is over, Xiaoyun and I will go back to our hometown. We can teach a middle school or elementary school. The only youngest son in this family, Meng Wei, has already gone to the United States with Mulan. Peidong, Tell me about your arrangements?"

Fang Mengao had already planned in his heart, and he looked at Xie Peidong.

Xie Peidong was silent for a while, and looked back at Fang Mengao. There were many messages in those eyes, and Fang Mengao understood...

"President, if it doesn't bother me, I still want to follow you. I can't speak, but fortunately, children still like me...