[Sparrow] My years in Shanghai

Return to Shanghai 1

It was nearly May, but the cold wave suddenly ushered in. This anti-tide caught people off guard.

The rickshaw stopped in front of her apartment building. Mrs. Wang tightened her black windbreaker and held a thermos in her hand. She hadn't seen Mrs. Wang for several days.

"Zhenzhen, you look much better these days." Chen Bijun entered the room, took off his gloves, and put them on the table together with the thermos, "Zhaoming has been telling me recently that he wants to come and see you, the new government is about to be established , really inseparable."

"Aunt Wang, you are serious. It is my good fortune that Mr. Wang can remember me. I know it." Jiang Zhen didn't know Chen Bijun's intentions, but when she thought of her usual means, she understood Chen Bijun's intentions , come to see her, just for publicity, you can also win her over, but in fact Jiang Zhen thinks that she should not have reached that point. During this period of time, her old background, Chen Bijun and others should also know that the bandage on her arm is already gone. I figured it out, and my actions were flowing, I took the thermos from Chen Bijun's hand, and smiled, "I've just tasted Aunt Wang's pigeon soup!"

Jiang Zhen squinted her eyes and took a sip of soup comfortably. Seeing that Chen Bijun had no intention of leaving, she stood up and said, "Aunt Wang, I'll get you a glass of water."

When she was pouring water, she turned her head, and then glanced at Chen Bijun, seeing that she was smiling and calm, "Aunt Wang, I only have water here." She handed her the water glass, "My bones are almost recovered. Yes, in a few days, I will be able to."

"Don't worry, you, take some time to cultivate yourself. When a girl is young, she must take good care of herself. You are indispensable for work. You just want to have a good meal."

Jiang Zhen listened, her eyebrows were bent, and she looked at Chen Bijun in front of her: "Well, thank you, Aunt Wang."

Lin Bosheng brought Shen Meijun and others together after Chen Bijun left.

"Godmother has been here?" Lin Bosheng glanced at the thermos on the table, and stared at her with smiling eyes behind the glasses, "It seems that someone is going to compete with me for favor."

"Mr. Lin, where is it? I picked up a broken life to make a living, that's all."

"Zhenzhen, since the last time I came to see you, you look much better." Shen Meijun is wearing a golden lace cheongsam with a white coat wrapped around it today, "Why don't we have a cup of tea?"

"Please come in." Jiang Zhen turned sideways and let someone into the room. Besides Lin Bosheng, there were three other people. Jiang Zhen knew that they were from the Propaganda Department.

Lin Bosheng entered the room, walked a few steps, and took a look: "Aren't you curious who is going to kill us?" Because of the light in the lens, he couldn't see his eyes. Jiang Zhen didn't respond, and Lin Bosheng answered, "Jiang Zhen, to be honest, I really admire you, and I like your articles very much, of course, Mr. Wang has always appreciated it. You take care of your wounds, and we have been bothering you for a long time."

Before Lin Bai stepped out of the room, he heard Jiang Zhen's voice.

"Mr. Lin, based on who is going to assassinate us, it shouldn't be Jiang Zhen's business. I can only strengthen my vigilance. My loyalty to Mr. Wang should be clear enough." Jiang Zhen was clearly sure at this time When she came down, she was under house arrest, but at the moment when she finished speaking, she happened to see Shen Meijun who turned her head, and a strange expression flashed across Shen Meijun's face.Jiang Zhen suddenly understood why Shen Meijun told her that day, but why was she the target?coincide?

After the group left, Jiang Zhen dumped Chen Bijun's pigeons into the trash can, washed them, and dried them. She decided to visit Chen Bijun tomorrow.

***

The cold wave has subsided slightly.

The rickshaw couldn't keep out the cold wind, Jiang Zhen's body couldn't help shaking, she didn't get better until the car stopped, she gathered up her skirt, and the people behind her hid in the corner of the wall the moment she turned her head.

On that day, she met her later colleagues, whether they were enemies or friends, making it difficult for her to tell the truth from the fake.

Li Moqun and the two of them happened to come to visit Mr. Wang's residence.

Just as Jiang Zhen entered the room, Chen Bijun asked the servant to take the thermos, while he took her hand.

"Aunt Wang, yesterday you walked in a hurry, and I ate slowly."

"I'm not in a hurry with this thing." Chen Bijun patted the back of her hand and said with a smile, "Bosheng, did you come to see you yesterday? It just so happens that Zhaoming also wants to see you."

"Yes, Mr. Lin came to visit, said a few words and left."

The two exchanged a few words, and Mr. Wang came out of the study. Later, after Jiang Zhen figured out who the three were, she recalled that Bi Zhongliang walked beside him with a terrible wound on his shabby head. Chen Shen, who was dressed, had withered and yellow hair but did not look sloppy. On the contrary, Li Moqun was wearing a pair of sunglasses, with a gentle temperament and exquisite attire.

"Jiang Zhen is here." Mr. Wang glanced at Jiang Zhen, "You sit at home for a while, and I will send it off."

Chen Bijun pulled Jiang Zhen to sit on the sofa, looked at Jiang Zhen, and said to the servant, "Pour a glass of water." Then said to Jiang Zhen, "Zhen Zhen."

Mr. Wang's return interrupted Chen Bijun's words: "I heard that my wife said that after recognizing you as a niece, it is appropriate to call me uncle in the future." Mr. Wang sat beside Chen Bijun, his eyes were full of tenderness, and his eyebrows were long Compared with his current status, he is more like a poetic literati, "The Shanghai government is about to be established, and I am in urgent need of manpower. Your article is good. When you recover, you will come back In the office, I will let Bai Sheng arrange the work."

"Thank you uncle and aunt." She stood up and was about to bow, but was stopped by Chen Bijun alone.

***

Back at the office, it was three days later.

Still in the Propaganda Department.

Shen Meijun came to look for her in uniform, and she closed the door cautiously.

"You don't know, Mrs. Wang is not easy to fool. I didn't expect to even check you out. Mr. Lin came to visit you that day, and his purpose was not pure." She said here in one breath, and got stuck. I haven't found out who did it, and it stands to reason that our return to Shanghai is a secret, and no one knows, so I suspect that there is an insider."

Shen Meijun rolled her eyes and was very contemptuous: "The operation department and the Japanese are still looking for it. I am afraid that I will miss some clues. It is probably either the military command or the police. Someday it will be found on me, but what should I do? Yes, yes Yes, Mr. Wang recognized you as his niece, is it true?"

Jiang Zhen felt that Shen Meijun was too impatient and deliberate, making her wonder if this was a trap waiting for her to fall into it.Jiang Zhen nodded, her arms were being held tightly, and she frowned: "Comrade Shen, you hurt me."

Shen Meijun came to her senses, let go of her hand, and raised her hand awkwardly: "I'm sorry, did it hurt you? I didn't mean it either."

"fine."

At that moment, there was an uproar.

Someone found Shen Meijun and took a few breaths: "I caught the ghost, it's Er Rong from the Operations Department." After speaking, he poured himself a glass of water with a water bottle, and only saw Jiang Zhen was there when he poured it down his throat. He glanced at the teacup in his hand in embarrassment, "This..."

"It's okay." Jiang Zhen smiled, looked at the two of them, "I'll tidy up the office first."

"Aren't you going to have a look?"

The inner ghost was definitely Er Rong, and it took a night of torture before he confessed. As for the verdict, don't worry, it must be death.

During the period, Mr. Wang negotiated and held meetings with the Japanese many times, and heard that Mrs. Wang followed him all the way. Sometimes, Jiang Zhen would have an illusion that a strong woman like Mrs. Wang could endure Mr. Wang's cheating?Obviously not.

Over the past year, based on the articles of the Propaganda Department and the changes in the battlefield, more and more people followed Mr. Wang in order to survive and earn a living.

At the end of the year, even if the war is raging on weekdays, there will always be some joy now, and the sound of firecrackers has started since childhood.

Jiang Zhen stood at the window with a water glass in her hand, the street was deserted, the winter wind was blowing hard, and the sound of glass rubbing against her ears could not stop.

The phone rang suddenly.

She hung up the phone and frowned for a moment. She was originally just an unknown person, and she needed to socialize in such a scene. If she had known it would be such a trouble, maybe she shouldn't have come forward.

The New Year's Eve banquet is hosted by Mrs. Wang, and the hotel has already been booked.