Double Bracelets

Jiang Xijie also paid attention to the changes in the current situation on the sick bed.After waiting for her for a long time, during the New Year, colleagues came to visit her one after another.She also knew that it wasn't that her colleagues were cold-blooded and unfeeling, but that they would only be free during the New Year.In winter, she can turn over and move by herself, and she doesn't have to lie down all the time to sleep.The boss came to see her the day before and said he would bring all his colleagues with him the next day.As soon as the boss left, she began to check the warehouse where she wanted to pack something for her colleagues.A while ago, there were too many people who came to see her, from the highest to the madam, down to my own peers and juniors, the whole family, alone, or all kinds of lineups, so the gifts for visiting patients were also a big one. heap.Useful and useless, every day two people in the ward lamented that this is the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers - the top dignitaries, when the wife came, she wanted to change them to the top ward, but after being rejected, she collected a bunch of imported medicines and supplements, no The day also sent someone to deliver a plain sack of sackcloth, opened it and found Ganoderma lucidum {53}.It was early autumn when she came to see Jiang Xijie's fashion, so she ordered her cook to make fish soup every day and bring it over.I kept drinking like this until my wife came to see her for the second time, she saw that she was much better, and asked the doctor again, and the daily milky white fish soup was considered to be off.

Wang Jiyue asked her when her relationship with his wife became so good, she thought for a while, and said that she only met at the wedding back then, and later occasionally met on important occasions, and said a few words.Maybe it's because my father helped me with something and had old acquaintances, and now I have contributed a lot.Maybe it has something to do with the relationship between Mrs. Xu and Mrs. Ni, or it's unknown for the uncle's sake.

In short, it is a matter of the previous generation, she said, of course I don't know, I never knew.

Later, Mrs. Xu came, and Jiang Xijie asked curiously, but Mrs. Xu didn't answer, so she got distracted.

When the next-class dignitaries came over, most of them showed off that they could deliver the supplies that were in short supply.When the family left, Jiang Xijie watched it with Wang Jiyue again, and she became angry when she looked at it, but she didn't know that many of these things were handed out by her, and before they reached her hands, they would be wiped severely Oil.At first she only knew it was stolen, but now she knows who took it! Wang Jiyue comforted her, maybe they bought it normally, "For example, Chairman Lin {54}, you know him very well." Of course she knows, old man That afternoon, when she woke up, she was still in pain all over, but she glanced at the old man with a fluttering beard and tears in his eyes, as if he had come to pay her father's funeral.She wanted to get up and talk to the old man. The old man came over with a cane and took her hand and cried, telling her not to move around and to recover from her injuries. As she talked, she began to miss and feel sad, saying that your brother can no longer control her, Now your father is the only child left, so what if you can't keep him.

During that time, she had a fever every three to five times, and everyone except herself was worried that she was going to die.In fact, it was a normal reaction during the wound healing period. After all, she had been tired for so long, and her physical fitness had also declined.When her fever was gone and it was cold, the shrapnel she couldn't get out started hurting.It's rainy and humid in Chongqing, and she can't even lift her hands when it hurts.Wang Jiyue's heart ached when she saw it, and she put on hot compresses and everything else, but it didn't help.Zhao Ma didn't know where she got the wormwood, and Wang Jiyue gave her unscrupulous moxibustion every day, but it didn't help, it was just a temporary relief.

Jiang Xijie comforted everyone, don't worry, maybe it will grow out in two years, it will be fine, it will be fine.I don't know why I don't worry about it, as if people know they will die when they die, and they know they won't die if they don't die.

Milk powder is the most important nutrient right now. When someone comes to visit, if they have nothing to bring, they can bring a can or two of milk powder.Jiang Xijie always keeps a little for herself, and sends all the rest home—it's a good name, anyway, there is more, and everyone drinks it up.Take it home, one is to keep it for the children, and the other is to give it to Fu Yuanying.It's a pity that even so, Fu Yuanying's body is only a little bit better than this patient with fresh wounds.Sometimes Wang Jiyue wanted to ask her sister to prescribe some painkillers, and sometimes Jiang Xijie couldn't sleep all night because of the pain.Wang Chanyue shook her head, saying that it was impossible to prescribe painkillers for her now, not to mention the door-to-door relationship, if there is no one, there is no painkiller for the seriously injured who just got off the operating table.

Jiang Xijie shook her hand and said it's all right, she just walked away.

It was raining lightly in winter outside the window, Wang Jiyue watched her movements sluggish for a moment, and knew that she was starting to hurt again.He hurried over and pushed her back to the hospital bed, covered her with the quilt, and organized the things that she could give to colleagues tomorrow. "There is also some candy, which may not be very tasty, but our children don't like candy anyway, so it's fine to give it away." Wang Jiyue said yes, and then sighed, "You are just a life of worry." Jiang Xijie smiled, "You don't know... don't you know that the old man said that the broken palm prints are just worrying about his life? This is all inborn, and I can't help it. It seems that there are still under there, and what, so what? ,"

"I know. I don't know what I packed?" Wang Jiyue picked up a bag in her hand and raised it, and Jiang Xijie just smiled silently and looked at her back. Alas, she didn't stare when she said such words. Me, getting hurt is good too. . .

Wang Jiyue didn't know that she had these terrible wife slave thoughts in her heart. After packing up the things she wanted to give away, she went to the table and poured a cup of hot water for her, and asked her to hug it to warm it up, and then sat down by herself. The other side began to read newspapers to her—the two stayed in the hospital, basically far away from the life and changes of the outside world. The information channels that used to extend in all directions are now just newspapers.And the wards also became single occupants—not reserved, but suddenly unoccupied.Asked Wang Chanyue why, she said, firstly, she couldn't afford to live, secondly, many people died, and thirdly, she couldn't afford to live so she had to die.

Such is the cruelty of the world.When a group of people die, the space vacated is immediately occupied by others, making these people live better.Although human civilization has entered the so-called modern age, it is still a society where the jungle preys on the weak, unchanged, and no different from wild animals.

There were reports on the conflict between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party in the southern Anhui area in the newspaper. Wang Jiyue read it, and stopped reading the unreliable information about specific tactics, dispatch, etc., and said to Jiang Xijie while flipping through the next newspaper: I didn’t fight back, but I was still in chaos inside. I really can’t fight for power for a while.” Jiang Xijie lay on her back, holding an enamel water cup in her right hand, and putting her left hand on her lower abdomen, “It’s been like this throughout the ages. What’s the point of fighting between political enemies? I'm afraid that someone you thought was your friend would actually stab you in the back." "I'm curious, what Aunt Fu would think about this." "Do you think she's still the same?" No one ever told them Regarding Fu Yiheng's "color problem", but the two of them observed and felt that Jiang Xize was always unfriendly when he mentioned Fu Yiheng, and the last injury incident made them affirm their guess, "No, I just wanted to ask. Otherwise, we would always be ignorant of that side, and we would not know what happened to Xijun and Haoning."

"Those two bastards didn't send any letters. I don't know if they forgot the original or they really couldn't send out any letters. There's nothing to be angry about." Wang Jiyue also shook her head, "You can also ask Aunt Fu Ask. What if she has a connection? I am no better than you. Haoxiu is in Shanghai, and he is close to his father, but he can’t say a word, and it’s best to be nothing more than that. There is no news about Haoning, and it’s hard for me to find someone Go find out."

Dirty water is obviously splashed on others, but it is a pity that it is a relative, and it is no different from splashing on yourself.

Jiang Xijie stretched out her right hand to hold her, and she pressed Jiang Xijie's right hand back to the water glass, covering it herself.I used to think about the future, and felt that the future was out of reach.Thinking about the future now, I feel that there will be no worse situation than the present.In their respective hearts, they really thought about this method of finding relatives.Even if we can distinguish between an enemy and an enemy, relatives are relatives after all, like a cup of hot water, although it is useless, it is warm.

Somewhere in the city, Fu Yiheng didn't know that he had to use it.She can't intervene in the military committees on both sides of the matter in the south of Anhui, and she can't control it.And she vaguely felt that this had something to do with the anti-revolutionary incident back then, but it was just a feeling. After all, she was not there, because the lack of this experience was still being looked at differently in Yan'an-so for her, such a thing, she would rather ignore it. .But not at this moment, she wanted to assist Pan Hannian to leave the southern Anhui base area and go to Shanghai.

The wind direction has changed, and since we want to reap the benefits, we must reach some kind of agreement.Pan Hannian left early, fortunately he is not with Xiang Ying now and can move around freely.But safely crossing the territory controlled by the national army needs to open up some joints.As long as she can guarantee Pan Hannian's actions before arriving in Shanghai, she will naturally have his old acquaintances to introduce him to Li Shiqun when he arrives in Shanghai.While looking for people he was familiar with in the enemy-occupied area, Fu Yiheng said that there was an old classmate who wanted to go back to Shanghai for fear of being robbed by bandits. Please let him pass through as an ordinary gentleman when he passes the customs.And this matter, she can only know this place, what Pan Hannian is going to do in Shanghai, whether he is in contact with Li Shiqun or the Japanese, she is not qualified to ask.

She didn't mind either, after all, she had always sold the intelligence of No. 76 and the military command to each other, and at this stage when the two parties suspected each other that they would not join hands to fight against themselves.For example, at this moment, she is dressed in a much more ordinary way, standing in the shadow of the backlight at dusk, waiting for someone to come.Seeing an old artist with an erhu walk into the teahouse, she also walked in and ordered a pot of tea.The entertainer sat in the middle of the teahouse and began to play the erhu, while she drank tea and listened.After the artist sang a song, everyone applauded. Unfortunately, there were not many rewards, and a few people gave a symbolic amount of money. Although the value of the banknotes became less and less, there were always old-fashioned people who insisted on their decent lives.Fu Yiheng left tea money, and asked Xiao Er to give some banknotes to the artist.That's it.

Walking to the hospital quickly, I thought of being close to Wang Chanyue, so I couldn't carry the pressure of work.In the afternoon, she met with a few big officials and nobles, and she spent a long time in false pretenses, bribed her, and sold her face; at night, she heard that the erhu was not good news, and the news she gave was mixed, and she couldn't give it to the big ones to avoid it. Let people discover the weirdness.She didn't know where that comrade lived, and she was even worried that someone would betray the information because of their livelihood.

Isn't it true that some of the staff of the military command and staff department that she bought herself chose to sell information because their wages were too low. They just wanted to live.But once exposed, let alone say goodbye to this business, let alone run away, what awaits them may be a dead end.

When will this battle end?She thought, now that everyone is seeking to protect themselves, how about herself, do you still have the courage to fight until the last one dies?She's not quite herself.Recently, Wang Chanyue has always told herself that she yearns for Europe and the United States. Even if there is a fight in Europe, she still wants to visit.Fu Yiheng could see that Wang Chanyue might not really yearn for the dilapidated Europe, but yearn to walk with her.Yearning to get rid of this involuntary fate and life, Xuehong brushed Li Jing and eloped.She knew that it was difficult to answer by mentioning herself clearly, and she also knew that it was difficult to let herself choose, so she had to express it in a circumstantial way.

There was barely any light in the hospital, and Fu Yiheng was standing downstairs, wanting to smoke a cigarette before going in.When the inferior cigarettes were slowly burning, she wanted to temporarily forget everything about today, but she couldn't help but ask herself in her heart, you want to leave too, but can you leave?

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{53} Unscrupulous arrangement of Song Meiling hahahahaha

{54} Lin Sen, then chairman of the National Government.Lin Sen's political views belong to the Xishan Conference faction, but he has always been at odds with Chiang Kai-shek, so although he is the chairman, he has no real power.

Today, you have to be a high-ranking official, and you have to ride a fine horse, but your lover must give up forever. Which one do you choose?