Costume Mountains and Rivers

Before dawn, the citizens slept peacefully in the Garan Hall. People are more adaptable to natural disasters and wars than they expected. After a day and two nights, everyone has gotten used to the simple environment of the temple and the occasional sound of cannons outside the window. At this moment, even if stray bullets graze the Buddha statue in the main hall, it may not be able to shake their sleep.

The backyard surrounded by bamboo fences is shrouded in blue smoke in the morning, and milky white mist rises from the valley in the distance. Mo Qinghe, wrapped in a thin blanket, sits on the stone steps in the back garden of the ancient temple, leaning on the painted pillars daze.

He hasn't had a full night's sleep for a long time. After some tension just now, rest became a luxury. However, what troubled him most was the Shen family's attitude towards him. Judging from Shen Piaoping's performance, he just got a little The goodwill was shattered again, and at this juncture, if you want to break through the blockade, you must get everyone's cooperation.Yuan Ye was also in a bad mood, and sat quietly not far from Mo Qinghe, loosened and wrapped the bandages on his calves, rummaged through his rucksack to find a box of gun oil, Wipe the gun over and over with a cloth dipped in it.

The early morning in the ancient temple was cold and quiet. The faces of the two were bathed in the light blue sky, and they were illuminated like stone sculptures. Mo Qinghe leaned the back of her head against the cold stone pillar, slightly raised her face, and sighed softly and long.

This is the first time since he made up his mind to come to Hangzhou, he felt helpless and tired about the future. He even began to suspect that it was a mistake to agree to Lao Xie. Everyone in the Shen family has a strong and stubborn sense of right and wrong. It is impossible to cooperate willingly with one or two days of contact.

By coincidence, he pulled out the diamond ring from his chest, held it gently in his palm for a while, and sighed again. He suddenly remembered that in the past, when he was a famous actress who was raised at home, whenever he showed his This preoccupied expression will always cause Shen Peinan to laugh. Now he hopes that someone will stand in front of him and laugh loudly at his confusion and anxiety at the moment, telling him that there is nothing to worry about. However, the hundreds of refugees in the ancient temple are all counting on he.

He put the ring back into his clothes, and glanced at Ye Ye, who was in no mood to pay attention to him, he was staring at the back of his hand in a daze, the bloodstains scratched by his fingernails had scabbed, and they were caught by Shen Piaoping when they encountered the Japanese army Yes, there are deep and shallow, some scary.

"Hello." Mo Qinghe picked up a stone at hand and threw it into the field.

Yuan Ye withdrew his hand, lowered his head and wiped his gun trying to hide it.

Mo Qinghe noticed his unnatural expression, her heart moved, she picked a piece of dry grass and put it in her mouth, and said casually: "Let me guess, you are thinking of a young lady."

He raised his eyebrows: "It's the daughter of a big capitalist."

Yuan Ye was silent, gripping the rag hard, as if determined to wipe off the black paint on the gun, raised his head for a while, and replied in a low voice: "She is different from others."

"What's the difference?"

Mo Qinghe stared at the wilderness with great interest. He was a typical northwestern man, tall and unkempt, and he looked staid and gloomy because he was too silent, but he was actually a honest and loyal young man. He was once chased and intercepted by Kuomintang agents Escorted a cryptography expert back to Yan'an from the Soviet Union, and was cited as a legend in the base area. However, when asked a personal question, this experienced young man, like all rural youths in their 20s who have not yet married, suddenly blushed. , became shy and dull.

"Good-natured, pungent, and courageous." Yuan Ye replied in a muffled voice, "I don't have those stinky problems, and I look good."

Mo Qinghe smiled wryly and moved closer to Yuanye, as if treating a brother in trouble, and patted his shoulder. Yuanye's concern was seen through, and he moved aside uncomfortably, and said in a low voice: "I know, people don't like us. "

They were talking, the back door of the monastery was pushed open by two young novice monks, and the monks finished their morning classes and filed into the backyard to chop firewood and carry water, and sweep away the dead grass that fell on the bluestone brick floor. Mo Qinghe and Yuan Ye sat on the threshold Next to each of them stepped back, Caimen was pushed open again, and a purple velvet high-heeled shoe studded with diamonds stepped out.

Shen Piaoping had finished washing and changed into a sky blue cheongsam embroidered with white jasmine flowers. She personally carried a wooden basin and poured the water in the basin into the yard. , his face seemed to be covered with frost, he put the wooden basin on the ground, pulled a door with one hand, and closed it with a bang.

Mo Qinghe and Yuanye looked at each other, exchanging helpless glances.

For the next whole day, in order to avoid conflicts with the young masters and ladies of the Shen family, Mo Qinghe never entered the hall again. He asked the monk to prepare a simple bedding in the firewood room, and simply slept in the firewood pile. In less than half a day, I was bitten by fleas and covered in red envelopes.Yuan Ye led people to patrol around, and every one or two hours, he sent people back to report that he was safe.

The artillery fire in Hangzhou City has subsided, the city defense team gave up their last resistance, the city government hoisted the Japanese plaster flag, the traitors formed a new interim government, and the local hooligans suddenly rose to heaven. Paint buckets were used to paint slogans on broken walls that had been bombarded by shells.

Following the retreat of the national army, the main force of the Japanese army marched westward along the Yangtze River and continued to occupy the hinterland of China.

At the same time, another kind of calm permeated the ancient temple. The panic that had lasted for several days gradually eased with the silence of the guns and guns. With the help of the family, a basket of fat and tender crabs was given to Mrs. Shen. The servant boiled the crabs in the kitchen. The little ones were attracted by the smell, and their mouths were drooling, and Mo Qinghe was hungry. screaming, got up from the grass nest, first crushed two scurrying fleas, and gnawed a cold and hard corn tortilla sleepily.

He thought that the situation couldn't be worse than this, but since the afternoon, the experience of Miss Lu's family in the tea garden has spread like wildfire. As for the source of the news, it may be the servant who is good at gossiping, or the citizen who witnessed the incident last night In short, in one afternoon, even the monks began to secretly condemn the atrocities of the Japanese, and the citizens with girls in their families were even more in danger.

The cleanliness of the firewood room was broken on a sunny evening when the wooden door was pushed open from the outside, casting a long black shadow on the ground.Shen Shuzhu was wearing a fluttering hang spinning gown with dark flowers, like a red-eyed lion, staggered into the firewood room, dug Mo Qinghe out of the haystack who was sleeping soundly, grabbed his front with both hands, hoarse Forced to ask: "Why didn't you save her? You clearly know who Wanyi is to me... You can just watch, watch others ruin her, why don't you care!"

Mo Qinghe didn't close her eyes for two days and two nights, she was sleeping in the dark, when she was suddenly carried out like a chicken, she shrugged her shoulders and blinked her eyes vigorously, completely unable to understand what happened.

"Wanyi is innocent, we are the ones who offended you, and it has nothing to do with her!" Shen Shuzhu hopped around twice, then rushed to Mo Qinghe, yelling at him cheek to cheek, "You guys The rabbit who recognizes money but does not recognize people, his conscience is fed to the dog!"

Mo Qinghe, with her head covered in straw, was sitting cross-legged on the pile of firewood. She was finally awakened by Shen Shuzhu's thunderous roars. She rubbed her face with her palms and responded, "I have no other choice, Mr. Shen , if you are really worried about her, why did you leave her alone in the tea garden? Are you not responsible for this kind of thing? "

Shen Shuzhu was speechless, her white face was bruised, she let go of her hand suddenly, and complained to Shen Lisong behind her with grief and indignation: "Did you hear that? He did it on purpose. It's a vengeance. He is taking revenge on us for what happened last year!"

Mo Qinghe had no intention of listening to his nonsense anymore, and was just about to close the door to see off the guests, but saw Shen Piaoping's face pale, coming out from behind the two young masters of the Shen family, and said anxiously: "What's the use of blaming him now!"

She pushed away Shen Shuzhu who was about to go crazy, and said anxiously to Mo Qinghe: "Miss Lu is gone."

Mo Qinghe looked at Shen Shuzhu, then at Shen Piaoping, and finally understood what happened. He sighed a long time, took out the rifle and bullet bag from the haystack, patted the grass on his body, got up and go outside.Shen Shuzhu was still in a daze, Mo Qinghe stepped out of the threshold, turned her head and said: "Let's go, go and find him first."

It didn't take long to find Lu Wanyi. When the tea farmers in the mountains brought them to Miss Lu according to the description of Mo Qinghe and his party, the sun had not completely set.

It was a clear evening, the snow of the previous days had already melted away, the air was cold and clear, the branches that had lost their leaves blocked in the air, hanging a round of bright red sun, the sky was gray and purple, a large group The crow huffed and flew over, screaming loudly and flying away into the distance.

The mountain stream meanders down in winter, forming a clear water pool at the junction of two hills. The water is bitingly cold, holding it in his hand, it is like a piece of transparent and smooth silk. Mo Qinghe led the crowd to step Touching the rocks, parting the wormwood that blocked the view, I finally saw Lu Wanyi surrounded by five or six tea farmers.

She was lying by the water, her body hadn't been soaked in the water for too long, her face showed the bluish white of a drowning person, and she vaguely kept the beauty of her life, her black hair and dress were soaked, and the water was dripping on the blue stones beside the pool , even though her body is so thin and thin, the thin winter sun can no longer warm her.She didn't wear shoes. According to Shen Piaoping, Lu Wanyi's departure was premeditated. She used various reasons to dismiss the servants, put a silver bracelet engraved with orchid grass next to her pillow, and walked out barefoot. Afraid that the sound of high heels would arouse the vigilance of the nursing nuns.

Walking here along the mountain stream, the whole group was exhausted and out of breath. Everyone was surprised how Lu Wanyi walked such a long distance barefoot against the cold mountain wind.

Some tea-picking girls rushed over looking for the sound. Seeing the corpse by the water from a distance, they screamed in fright. Mo Qinghe stood aside, once again feeling confused in a dream. According to his usual temperament, he must He would feel sorry, but at the moment, his heart was still. After thinking for a long time, he realized that he was used to parting and death, and war made people numb to death.

He took two steps back, thinking in his mind that if one person is missing, the hope of the rest of them being transferred safely will be higher.

However, the situation did not keep him out of the matter for too long. Mo Qinghe's thoughts were brought back to reality by the quarrel that broke out by the pool. Several farmers came forward to collect Miss Lu's body, but they were all scolded by Shen Shuzhu. Beside Lu Wanyi, holding her cold face in both hands, as if afraid of disturbing her peaceful sleep, she gently brushed the messy black hair soaked in water behind her ears. After a long time, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and opened it layer by layer. , which contained the silver bracelet that Lu Wanyi had left beside the pillow, he stared blankly, his shoulders shrugged violently, he raised his head for a while, his hostile eyes glanced back and forth between Mo Qinghe and several comrades.