Fengtian past events

Ama's family doesn't have many families, except for a few unrecognizable Tongfang, there are only Erniang and a concubine; the concubine is a quiet woman who has had nothing to do for many years; her yard is also contaminated with the habits of the master , no insects and birds chirping, and the sun is thin, and she is like a wild flower in the yard, blooming quietly for a season, and then quietly decaying, the flowers and trees are withered, and the life is few.Erniang harbors the inherent jealousy of a woman, but she seems to have forgotten the existence of this concubine, so that I don't even remember when this concubine left.

There are quite a lot of servants, but after the Revolution of 33, seeing that there was no hope of restoration, most of them sought their own way out one after another, and there were not many left.I was born in the 1907rd year of Guangxu, converted into the Western Yuan calendar, which is [-]; before I learned that I had lost a memory, it was the time when I met Zou Shengzu Tangdi in Xiaoheyan.Aunt Ma said, I was knocked on the head when I was a little over three years old. After I recovered from the injury, I was taken back to the Tanglin Old House by Ama. Counting the time spent recuperating, the fate between me and the Tanglin Old House began with the Revolution of [-]. The year it happened!

Mr. Sun Yat-sen's revolutionary slogan was "Expel the Tartars and restore China", and the clarion call came from south to north, and many people responded; Hiding in the old house of Tangling, he dared not show his face.And Ama didn't hate my other father—Mr. Zhoushui—the Japanese who Mr. Sun was close to at that time—the enemy of the Jiawu Year—at least he didn't hate it, which also explained why Ama would treat me as a The illegitimate son is brought home, and he still enjoys the position of the eldest son.

What kind of gentleness a rough man can show, probably giving me a happy and peaceful childhood is his greatest effort.About the Dragon Clan, only my two fathers, Uncle Liu, the goatee doctor and Zou Shengzu whom Uncle Liu found knew about it; the related letters revolved around Japan, so I could choose among my fathers and Uncle Liu.

In the final analysis, Uncle Liu is my Ama's slave, and Ama's letters are mostly presented by him, which shows that Ama didn't want to hide it from him in the first place.I sighed, regretting that Uncle Liu didn't know where he was at the moment, otherwise there would be no need to search hard, I'm afraid a rough description would give us a good idea.

After sorting out my thoughts, I said to Liu Guoqing: "Japan has been tirelessly studying the 'Dragon Clan' for decades. Zou Shengzu and I have deduced before that my Ama and... father——"

He stopped abruptly. At this time, he wanted to speak thoroughly, and he was about to tell the whole family: my relationship with Zou Shengzu, the identity of my other father, and... the fact that half of the blood of the enemy country flows in my body.

Liu Guoqing had been listening attentively, but suddenly stopped talking. He urged, "And then?"

I lowered my head, turned from squatting to sitting, crossed my legs, and put on the pose of a long talk.Liu Guoqing had quick eyes and quick hands, pulled the cushion from the chair and stuffed it under my buttocks, Fang said: "Go ahead."

"This matter is a bit involved," I mulled over the words, and said calmly, "My other father is Japanese, named Zhou Shuichu, and he is also Zou Shengzu's father."

Stop again and give Liu Guoqing enough time to digest.Liu Guoqing was really confused, his eyes were straightened, and he said in a daze: "...you...you and him..."

"Zou Shengzu and I are blood brothers. It's a pity that we didn't understand until we were at this age."

Liu Guoqing laughed strangely, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was partly grinning, showing his white teeth, his cheeks were covered with a lustrous blush like drunkenness, he stretched out his hand and pushed my head against his chest, tightly strangling me He said, and couldn't put it down for my few hairs: "I'm so full, I wanted to say it a long time ago, no wonder he stalks around your back all day long, that big idiot, I dare you to be an uncle!"

He didn't respond in the right way, which was beyond my expectation.With a stuffy nose and breathless, he had to rely on himself to imitate the technique of pulling out a radish, and rescued the radish head. He covered his head and said in a daze, "That... I mean, I have a Japanese father."

Liu Guoqing seemed to be wound up, shaking his head like a dog, jumping around like a monkey, and said with a smile: "Oh, Japanese, what's wrong?"

I was silent for a moment, and Fang said, "That's Japanese."

"My master is also Japanese. He is a teacher for a day and a father for life. It's all right." He laughed.

"But I still... can't make it through."

"You can't generalize. There are communists in Japan, and there are Wang Jingwei and Li Shiqun in China," he said, staring at me with piercing eyes. "Your background cannot be changed, but we can choose our acquired thoughts and actions. It depends. What we are doing now is right, just stick to it.”

"..."

He held my face lovingly, almost at a kiss distance, but what he said was not very pleasant: "You are arrogant and arrogant, and you are self-reliant;" I raised my brows, and was about to get angry, but I heard him say again, " Once something happens, it needs a process of resolution, you have to understand, don’t be brave, force yourself to solve the problem. Don’t think about it if you don’t understand it, it doesn’t matter whether you accept it or not, the older generation has passed away, and I don’t dislike it You, how can you despise yourself?"

What he said was a rare and confusing truth.The rare and incisive example of being confused is my wife. I have admired and envied it more than once, and today I officially applied it to myself.

I clapped his hand with displeasure on my face: "Look at what you said, do I have no merit in your eyes?"

"I still have a lot to say, so don't listen and believe."

I angrily opened the drawer on the other side, and the movement was bigger. The drawer flew out of the groove, and at the same time, there was a "thump", which was the sound of a book falling to the ground.

The love between the children ran to the sky, and I put the drawer aside. I lay on the ground, looked in from the groove, and saw darkness everywhere; the only light source in the room was candlelight, which was not eye-catching. , still can't see clearly; at this moment, it's best to use a flashlight to illuminate, of course I don't have it on me, so I asked Liu Guoqing, and he shook his head.

I saw every bit of stitches to get revenge, and sarcastically said: "You don't have all the basic equipment, so you came here for shopping?"

Liu Guoqing smiled magnanimously, tolerating the ensuing petty temper; I didn't have to fight to win or lose, seeing him like this, I had to give up resentfully; I turned my head again, and it was already dawn.

Regardless of past suspicions, Liu Guoqing said: "It's sunny in the morning, and the lighting in this room is good. I can take a look at it later."

Although progress has been made, it was delayed overnight, and the speed cannot be called fast.I was a little anxious, so I got up and paced around the room, and said, "I came to the study to find Ama's diary, private things will be recorded in the diary."

Liu Guoqing rummaged through the crooked drawer on the floor, and found a yellowed thin volume. After skimming through a few pages, he raised his hand and asked, "Something like this?"

I snatched it over to look at the date, and then wrote it back to him: "The whole story is about the war with the Tsarist Russians. At that time, Japan was wandering around the base of the imperial city with the thieves from the other seven countries, and it hadn't reached the northeast yet." , we have to find my diary after I was born."

Liu Guoqing shook his head and said, "Why are you so confused? If Japan planned to study the Dragon Race, it would have infiltrated the forces unknowingly in the first few years. In the 30th year of Guangxu, Japan fought with the Russians, and the two families had negotiated twice earlier. In [-], when do you think Japan will have to set up a chess game?"

"According to what you said, Japan must come prepared before the Jiawu Year," I refuted his words, "What we want is the research results of Japan that may be exhaustive or non-existent, not the beginning of research. .”

Liu Guoqing hesitated: "...you mean...that Japanese father of yours leaked the secret to your Ama?"

"Why don't you think that it was the Japanese father who first used me, Ama, and then found out with his conscience, told the truth, and let him prepare early?"

Liu Guoqing stopped talking, and I was even more upset. I just felt that the Japanese didn't have any good cakes. They were all ungrateful and ungrateful people, and they were even worse than ruthless bitch actors.

For some reason, sadness came from it, and the tip of my nose was sour. I turned my back, put my hands on the empty window sill, and whispered: "Do you know how my Ama died? He was shot by three bullets, one One was on the shoulder, one was on the waist, and the deadliest one was on the lung. He was suffocated to death.

"It's right there," pointing to the yard, "under the pomegranate tree. It was summer, and the pomegranate blossoms were as red as blood...I hid here." Spreading his hands back half a step, "There are three Japanese people in total. , a leader, and two followers, they pointed their guns at each other... My Ama also has a gun in my hand, but there is no bullet in the gun...

I lowered my head, half crying, half laughing, not sure what face to put on, so I had to be an ostrich, buried deep in the wings: "Because I was shopping, I stole his gun and went out to show off, hurting my father." I'm a Japanese bastard, I don't know how to solve it afterwards; I rely on the name of Lao Yi's family to pretend to be a tiger, and I am completely a local emperor. Playing with the gun hurt myself. I didn’t listen to it, I thought it was fun, and as a last resort, Ama never put bullets in the gun again. The gun became a decoration, but in the end it killed him...

"If... if there is even one bullet in the gun, with his marksmanship, it is entirely possible to hit the little devil who injured his lungs, then he... won't... even... at least it won't be so painful... ..."

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and the one who jumped on the window sill first opened his front paws obediently to beg for a hug, but was pulled aside by Liu Guoqing who came later, fell into a squatting position, and screamed.

Liu Guoqing put his chin on my shoulder and looked out of the window with me. The scene of the late autumn in the yard was torn off the last layer of veil in the brightening sky, and there were a few overripe red pomegranates on the tree, tempting to covet .

Liu Guoqing said: "You never put bullets in your gun."

I was taken aback, and said: "I'm afraid that the children will run into trouble randomly, none of the monkey spirits in our family is honest."

After a while, Liu Guoqing said again: "I'm so hungry, let's pick those pomegranates and eat them."

The author has something to say: Such a day that happens once every four years, when Xiao Li gets his wish and returns home with a little golden man, of course you can’t miss it~ Let’s all start school tomorrow [doge face]

small theater:

6: Yo~ Big Uncle~ (os: Big idiot, stay away from old 1)

Zou: Yo~ brother and sister~ (os: fuck off, stay away from my brother)

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