Fengtian past events

"When spring comes, I will go to Shanghai again."

I haven't been idle for more than half a year. After careful consideration, I feel that I should take the initiative to attack, and I can't just stay and wait in Fengtian's three-acre land. The situation in Shanghai is chaotic, Liu Guoqing's wife Feng Xu and Bai Chongshan go It is so close, and there is also the recent frequent Japanese military mobilization in the Northeast-it is not unrelated to Shanghai No. 76.

Manchukuo is the logistics of Japan's entire war line. Apart from the distribution of forces in the Northeast, Shanghai is also a big piece of fat that they will soon swallow.

Shanghai, a city full of lice under its gorgeous clothes, is not delicious.Japan's high-level leaders are not united as one, monolithic, everyone has their own little ninety-nine, the front line is stalemate, and the dark line is about to make great efforts.

Liu Guoqing was absent-minded, he glanced at the white puddles of liquid on the floor, his face was quite embarrassed, and he said worriedly: "Will someone see it just now?"

I stared at him for a while, then turned my eyes away, and turned to the locked door: "As long as the surname of this family is Yi, I will still be in charge. Even if she is seen, she will not dare to speak out, given her ambition."

"Who did you see?"

"No."

But I know who it is.

The only one who dares to enter and leave the study at will without my consent, who else?

Liu Guoqing finally came back to his senses, frowned and said, "You said you still want to go to Shanghai? You don't have time to go, you don't have any vacations anymore."

"I have been recuperating, and if I don't make trouble for Henggou and Narita, they will be happier."

"Do you think they are fools? If you are not careful, do you still want to live?"

I replied: "If I wanted to live, I would have taken my wife and children to flee for their lives. Do you think I want the name of a bad director?"

"Of course I know you don't care about fame, I'm just worried about—"

Lao Tzu stepped forward, patted his cheek, squinted his eyes and looked again and again: "You take care of your own life, which is to give me the greatest protection." I said, inserting my hand into his long hair, " Your hair has grown again, don’t cut it this time, and I won’t cut it for you either, every part of your body is a priceless work of art...a piece of hair, a piece of nail...Liu Guoqing, I can’t live without you, remember Are you staying?"

He made a sound from his throat, but couldn't tell what the reaction was.

"Liu Guoqing, you must not die."

Handed him the letter from three years ago while saying so.He hastily read it from beginning to end, and like me, he stayed a little longer on the final time and signature.

After a while, he said: "There is no Hitler here, and there is no Mussolini. We will be safe."

"Shit," I said, "fascism is rampant, and Japan is an ally, how can it be any better?"

"Speak carefully!" He was still as alert as ever, "Why are you so outspoken!"

"It's safe here, and you can speak freely. Narita's claws haven't reached Lao Tzu's mouth yet."

His brows have not been loosened, and there are faint wrinkles in the center: "Do you doubt that there are similar concentration camps in Japan?"

"To be precise, there will be concentration camps in the areas of China occupied by Japan."

"You suspect it's in Shanghai?"

"About a year ago, after I came back from Shanghai, I heard that a new government had been established there, causing panic, and the issue of No. 76—you know, there are many Jews in Shanghai, so such suspicions are well-founded. "

Liu Guoqing said: "Why do you take this risk, we are not Jews. You actually thought that every time you come out, you will end up splitting the corn -- splitting one by one and throwing one away."

"You don't understand the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold? Once the Jews disappear, who will be the next one not to talk about it? Besides... you are the one who is nosy."

He thought for a while and said, "I'll go with you."

"No!" He refused without thinking, "We can't leave the police station at the same time, you can't go!"

He lowered his head, gently placed the letter paper on the desk, smoothed it out, and pressed a pen on it.

He said softly, "Yige, you make me feel like a fool."

I pressed my forehead against his, enjoying the warmth of my breath, and said softly, "Just be your fool."

"But I'm also a man, you can't always put me in the position of being 'protected'," he moved away from me, "I have equal status with you, and I can protect you."

"I know." He narrowed his eyes with a smile, "You did a good job in handling the assassination of the Italian minister. Without you, how could I have rested until today?"

"If... if the war is over and the Kuomintang and the Communist Party can organize peace talks and reach a consensus, we will...be neighbors, so that I can see you every day."

I smiled and said, "Okay, it's good to be a neighbor, and it will be even better to bring your wife over when the time comes."

I am more concerned about his childlessness than he is.Anyway, there must be someone to inherit the incense, even if it is a girl, he likes girls so much, when he gets old, there will be someone who knows the cold and the hot by his side, right?

Although I hope that this child can belong to both of us. I didn’t know that I had a part with this function before. Not only do I not feel ashamed when I know it, but I look forward to using it one day. It’s shameless. But I can't restrain myself, what's wrong with this?

He rambled again: "Although the Kuomintang and the Communist Party fought for ten years before the Anti-Japanese War, they are brothers after all. Isn't it good to cooperate now? We can follow the example of the two-party system in the United States and take turns to govern. What is there to grab, right? ?”

I squinted at him: "A person who believes in communism can say such a thing, and he is not afraid of being expelled from the party?"

"Then how did your Three People's Principles tell you?"

I looked at him for a long time and laughed: "Same as you."

How could it be the same?

The two-party system in the United States is based on a shared bourgeoisie; the two parties in China are not of the same class at all, so what are they talking about?

But until it's all over, I hope it's the same.

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It was decided to go to Shanghai in early spring, but the plan did not change quickly: Alan... passed away.

It all happened so suddenly that people were caught off guard. In short, the pampered son transformed into a qualified soldier, but the plague broke out in the city where he was stationed. When he helped rescue the sick, he was unfortunately infected and died three days after the onset. The news spread When I got home, there was a big living person, and there was nothing left, it was all burned up.

The younger sister was pregnant, and after receiving such a heavy blow, her spirit became not very good.Alan's parents had no choice but to write to us for help.I feel sorry for my little sister, and immediately decided to let her go back to China.The wife firmly opposed it, for fear of a pregnant woman and a new husband, lest something might go wrong on the way.

At the end of the discussion, I had to trouble Alan's parents to send the little sister back.The two old men were very haggard when they arrived, and they could not be seen as high-society jewelers at all.Enduring great grief, the two of them sent the younger sister safely to my house and stayed at my house for one night. They said goodbye and returned home the next day.

I hope they can stay longer. When the old couple go back, they will face the empty house, which was once filled with the joy and laughter of their son, and the sadness of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man... I have also experienced it.

The scar on the lower abdomen will never heal.

The little girl was already pregnant, and she was quiet all the way without crying or fussing, until she saw me, and she shed tears in a daze.

My heart was broken when I saw her, and seeing her look heavy, I hurriedly put her to rest.The younger sister held my hand and refused to let go, so I had to stay with her by the bed all night.

On the second day, when it was time for breakfast, the little girl still didn't wake up.There was the sound of people going up the stairs outside, and then, the door opened a small gap, Yining got out from the gap, seeing me, she didn't even smile, but her face was tense, and she said unnaturally : "Mom asked you to eat."

After speaking, he turned around and left, exactly the same as the cat that broke the vase that day.

The little girl couldn't wake up for a while, so I called Yining: "Yining, come here."

She turned her back to me and froze, like a wolf behind her, and ran away without a trace.

His eyes darkened, this situation is definitely not what I would like to see.

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