Ye Xiaoqing leaned on the sofa, holding a book in her hand, titled "The British Poet Chant the Bian Yan Words", which was translated by the translation genius Lin Shu and Wei Yi.
The living room is very beautiful, with a huge bookcase against the wall, and there are many exquisite and exquisite books in the bookcase. This bookcase was requested by Ye Xiaoqing, who likes to read.
Wonderful Western oil paintings hang on the wall.
A classic Western gypsum carved withered was placed on the table, which was David with bare butt.
There was a movement coming from the upper floor. Ye Xiaoqing put down the book and saw her husband going downstairs neatly.
"I cooked the Roufu Crab Porridge." Ye Xiaoqing stood up and asked, "Eat more."
"I won't eat it anymore." Li Cuiqun raised his wrist and looked at the watch time, shook his head and said, "The lawsuit is waiting for it to be handled."
"You want to eat." Ye Xiaoqing said, his tone was very light, but it seemed to be suspicious of Mo Yu.
The power of the word, "I put shredded ginger and pepper, and you sweat."
Li Cuiqun put down the briefcase he had already received and raised his hand to surrender, "Okay, eat, I will eat, Qingmei speaks and obeys your order."
Ye Xiaoqing laughed and ordered the maid to put a bowl of porridge that had been warmed on the stove.
Although there are many jobs that you have to hurry to go to Jisifei Road to deal with, since you promised your wife to eat porridge, Li Cuiqun was not slow.
He doesn't eat porridge quickly, so he has to blow it for a while, touch his lips and make sure it is not hot before putting it in his mouth.
"Is something big yesterday?" Ye Xiaoqing poured a glass of water and put it on the table, and asked, "I heard that Gui Yizi died at the hands of the Japanese?"
"Not only Gui Yizi, but also the eleven men he brought with him, were all dead."
Li Cuiqun took a bite of porridge, paused, and said, "You can do your hand in the special high school class."
"Is he so cruel?" Ye Xiaoqing exclaimed, "It's just that a mistake happened..."
She looked at her husband, "How do the Japanese plan to explain this?"
"Explanation?" Li Cuiqun stopped his hand stirring the spoon, and he snorted coldly, "Araki Hatsuma asked the agents headquarters why they attacked the Special High School and asked us to give him an explanation!"
"If we kill our people, do we have to explain to them?" Ye Xiaoqing exclaimed.
Li Cuiqun sneered, "Isn't that the case? The Japanese are so domineering.
Ye Xiaoqing frowned and thought, and she suddenly asked her husband, "What is the reason for the Japanese?"
Looking at Li Cuiqun's surprised gaze when he looked at her, Ye Xiaoqing said, "The aggressive attitude of the Japanese is very consistent with their style. Generally speaking, the dead are naturally sympathized, and the Japanese know this, so they deliberately use such a tough attitude. The tougher the attitude, so they show that they are right, and our people deserve to die!"
Li Cuiqun showed admiration and nodded to his wife, "Qingmei is indeed my daughter Zhuge."
He said in a deep voice, "Jingmei expected, Araki Hatsuma accused Gui Yizi of leading a team to attack the Special High School Staff stronghold, which not only caused casualties in the Special High School Staff, but also broke a secret matter of the Special High School Staff."
Speaking of this, Li Cuiqun was also so angry that he was also very angry.
Yesterday's scene appeared in his mind. Araki Hatsuma's attitude was too arrogant, and it could be said that he was too bullying: Gui Yizi and others deserve to die.
The agent headquarters wants to give an explanation to the Special High School!
Or to be precise, the Japanese wanted to investigate why Gui Yizi led people to attack the stronghold of the Special High School, which was an unintentional act or had other plans?!
Li Cuiqun and Cymmunt were so angry that they quarreled with Araki Tomo, and finally the lawsuit was fought to Dong San Shimizu.
It was still Shimizu Dong San who personally communicated with Sanbenzilang by phone. The Special High School Department made a compromise and no longer strongly demanded that the Special High School Department be held responsible for the attack on the Special High School Department. However, they asked the Special High School Department to conduct self-inspection at this time. If it was indeed a problem with the reimbursement, it would not be too late for the Special High School Department to intervene again.
"More than a dozen lives." Li Cuiqun said coldly, "This incident has a very bad impact, and everyone will inevitably feel sad when the rabbit dies."
“Chongmutun’s
What is your opinion?" Ye Xiaoqing asked.
"He?" Li Cuiqun frowned and thought, "He is going to visit him in person three times today
Lang, we must consult on this matter so that this matter will not affect the friendship between the agent headquarters and the Japanese."
As he said that, Li Cuiqun shook his head, "It's hard to do it in Cumute Tun."
Dingmutun is the director of the agent headquarters. He is reasonable and wants to seek justice for his subordinates who were killed by the Japanese, but he cannot do so.
"It's confirmed." Ye Xiaoqing picked up the water cup and put it in her husband's hand.
"It's confirmed..." Li Cuiqun took the water cup, took a sip, thinking about something.
"It was confirmed that Gui Yizi and others accidentally broke the secret of the Special High School class, and the gun fired and injured people, which caused the misunderstandings later." Ye Xiaoqing said softly, "The Japanese had to kill them."
As she said that, she chuckled, "Many people have to take up the jobs of Japanese people. Do you really have to fight with your life to seek justice for the dead?"
Ye Xiaoqing pulled over the crab porridge bowl that her husband had not finished eating. He did not dislike it. He naturally picked up the spoon and ate it. "Everyone just wanted a copy, a copy that could convince himself to pass this level psychologically."
"Gui Yizi was not lucky. The matter was rushed and the Japanese killed them by chance." Li
Cuiqun picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth, "It's so good that luck makes people beat me. A misunderstanding, more than a dozen lives are so sad."
"My brother would better send such a report to the Japanese in front of Dingmutun." Ye Xiaoqing thought.
Li Cuiqun nodded slightly and smiled, "Well, although Gui Yizi and others died in vain, I will offend the Japanese and I will also help their families get some compensation."
"I can't eat it anymore." Ye Xiaoqing handed the crab porridge bowl to her husband and said coquettishly, with a few more bites in the bowl.
"I'll eat, I'll eat." The haze in my heart scattered, Li Cuiqun's appetite was wide open, and after a few bites, he handed the empty bowl to Ye Xiaoqing, "My sister, do you still have it?"
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"What else, you eat." Tong Tingting put down her small porcelain bowl and pointed at her.
Feng Xiaoke said the meat porridge in his bowl.
"I, I have no money." Feng Xiaoke swallowed.
"No money." Tong Tingting said, her little head tilted, thinking about the words of persuasion, "I didn't even charge you for a bath yesterday, and I'll have to take your clothes."
When Feng Xiaoke heard Tong Tingting say this, he subconsciously looked at the new clothes on his body, as if he was even more afraid.
"You saved Tingting. Now we should take care of you for food and clothing." Tong Xueyong brought a basket of small bags on the table and said with a smile, "Don't believe it? Manager Dan is still helping us with work now, and he also asked me to take care of you for the time being."
"The shopkeeper is still alive?" Feng Xiaoke blurted out.
Tong Xueyong looked at Feng Xiaoke deeply, "Of course he is alive, just carpenter work."
"And-" He touched Feng Xiaoke's head, "I dare not say that just now.
I asked, if you don’t know, you might think that the thief of your shopkeeper is.”
Feng Xiaoke's face changed immediately. He quickly lowered his head and pretended to drink porridge, and responded in a confused manner.
Cheng Qianfan hummed in a unclear way.
He lay on the sofa in the office of the deputy general manager, and Lao Huang was changing the wound on his back in the name of slapping the bones and massage the doctor.
"It's okay to recover." Lao Huang said, "but it's certain that scars are left, there needs to be a reasonable explanation."
He helped Cheng Qianfan wear gauze and tape to wrap the wound. "Putting a police uniform outside should be able to cover it."
"I have a plan for this scar, and I can execute it when the time comes." Cheng Qianfan said, "There is nothing unusual on the old road, right?"
"No." Old Huang shook his head, "Lao Lu is very vigilant, and he does have old stomach problems."
Cheng Qianfan called the medical room last night and notified Lao Huang in a code language to ask the French Concession Special Party Branch to immediately cut off the same landlord.
Comrades’ connection.
Or, more directly, it is to ask Lao Huang and Lu Dazhang to temporarily cut off the ties with Zou Clinic—
Harmonic, comrades and comrades don't know 'landlords, comrades.
"Is the situation so urgent?" asked Lao Huang.
"It's better to be careful." Cheng Qianfan got up from the sofa, put on a white shirt, tied up a button, and put on a senior police officer's uniform jacket. "A lucky mentality is enough to lead to a fatal disaster."
Li Cuiqun sat in the back seat, staring outside the car, watching the people coming and going, and the scene on both sides of the road.
A car passed by the door of Fangyunri Miscellaneous Store.
"What was found out when the shopkeeper of the Japanese miscellaneous store died suddenly?" Li Cuiqun asked.
"After investigation, it was found that the brothers responsible for torture did not know foreign languages, and made mistakes in foreign codes, and mistakenly regarded the maximum power as the minimum power." Hu Sishui reported.
"Blind flow! Stupid!" Li Cuiqun snorted coldly.
"Is there any problem with that shopkeeper?" he asked.
"The person is dead, and now all clues are broken." Hu Sishui replied, "At present, there is no conclusive evidence that this person has a problem."
After pausing, he added, "There is no conclusive evidence that this person is fine."
"Well." Li Cuiqun nodded, the car turned into the gate of No. 76, and the guards with live ammunition immediately saluted.
"Where is that young man?" Li Cuiqun asked suddenly.
"Young man? You should still be with Tong Xueyong." Hu Sishui laughed, "This Tong Xueyong is always rewarded with kindness, and he is not afraid of getting involved."
"Deputy Director Li!"
"Deputy Director Li!"
The agents along the way stopped to salute Li Cuiqun.
Li Cuiqun nodded slightly. Under Hu Sishui's escort, he lowered his head slightly, walked under the plaque "The world is for the public," then passed through the booth with heavy machine guns, and entered the office building.
More than ten minutes later, Li Cuiqun put down the documents in his hand.
This is an investigation report submitted by Dong Zhengguo about the death of Shan Fangyun who was sentenced to death.
Li Cuiqun frowned and fell into thinking.
He walked with his hands behind his back and came to the windowsill. He happened to see Tong Xueyong walking to work. The man smiled and nodded in the same post. He happened to meet a brother who was going out for the field and took the initiative to give way.
Li Cuiqun's brows frowned even tighter.
The door to the deputy general manager's office was knocked.
Ma Yishou came in with a gift from a net bag.
"Master, what wind blows you?" Cheng Qianfan put down the snuff bottle in his hand and hurriedly greeted him, "Here I'm here, what else do you have to do with you?"
While speaking, I had already taken the net bag and put it on.
"It's not for you." Ma Yishou glared at Cheng Qianfan, obviously about the 'little one'
Mr. Cheng, now he is very satisfied and happy in his tone of speaking. "Your teacher's wife asked me to bring to Xiao Sesame from Citigroup."
"Then I will thank Master Master for Xiao Zhima." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
Things are not rare. Chengfu has a room that stores small sesame seeds and Xiaobao's food rations, Citigroup's milk powder, French milk powder, and English milk powder. As for snacks such as biscuits, snacks, preserved fruits, candy, etc., a large box is filled with.
In Huang Xiaolan's memory, she no longer remembers when the last time she had enough food.
Now she tries every day to fill her stomach, not for herself, but for her own sake, she can have milk and make Xiao Shengli full.
"It's heartburn when you eat too much." A female nurse looked at the boiled sweet potatoes in her hand, frowned while eating, "I'm so hungry if I don't eat."
The Japanese invaders' blockade of base areas is becoming increasingly tight. These sweet potatoes are specially approved by the CEO, and they require full protection of the hospital's rations, doctors and nurses, and strict orders-
At all costs, no more doctors and nurses will faint from hunger!
"what
The deputy company commander...the body was not seen... what should I do if Nurse Huang and Xiao Shengli were left behind?"
"The Japanese killed the gods."
Huang Xiaolan coaxed Xiao Shengli to bed, put it gently, and asked her colleagues to help take care of her. When she was about to go out, she heard someone talking outside.
“闭嘴,老总说了,这事暂时要先瞒着黄护士.”
A squeak.
The door is open.
外面说话的新四军士兵抬头就看到了脸色苍白的黄小兰.
“冷干事,你,你刚才说什么?”黄小兰喘着粗气,咬着牙问道.
冷干事愣住了,一时之间不知道该如何处置.
“冷干事,你告诉我.”黄小兰咬着干瘪的嘴唇,“我是何关的家属,我要知道他现在怎么样了.”
“黄护士.”冷干事说道,“节哀,何副连长,他,他可能是牺牲了.”
After saying that, Officer Leng didn't dare to look at Huang Xiaolan's eyes.
The mountain wind blows.
吹得破旧的窗户那破呼呼的窗户纸发出呼啦啦的声响.
黄小兰仿佛听到那天何关随同部队出发,那漫天风雪中,何关将小胜利抱起来,逗的孩子哇哇哭,他不以为意,还乐着,
嘴巴说着,‘这哭声,真有劲,爸爸去杀鬼子喽,.
这声音,是那么的遥远而飘渺,却又似乎就在耳边.
Huang Xiaolan staggered and almost fell down.
Mr. Leng was shocked and wanted to come forward to support him.
黄小兰盯着这个带来了丈夫牺牲的消息的战友,她忽而咧嘴,笑了笑,“冷干事,这种事可开不得玩笑.”
冷干事没说话,也不敢说话,就像是一个做错事的孩子.
黄小兰突然情绪激动起来,女人先是轻声喊着,“日本人还没有打跑呢,他怎么能死呢!”
然后是声音越来越大,“日本人还没打跑呢,他说了要等打走了日本人一起回上海的,他说了……”
当妈妈的嘶喊声惊到了屋内的孩子,何胜利哇哇的哭起来,先是哇的一声,然后是声嘶力竭的啼哭.
“黄姐,小胜利.”屋里的女护士抱着小胜利出来.
黄小兰勐然扭头看过来,她的眼珠子红红的,目光停留在哭泣的孩子身上,一把从同事的手中抢过孩子,紧紧地抱在怀里.
她的脸颊贴着何胜利,她的泪水滴落在孩子的小脸上,孩子在哭泣.
黄小兰在低声说,“胜利,你叫何胜利呐.”
In the memory of many people in the field hospital of the Anti-Japanese Base Area of ​​Maoshan New Fourth Army, on this day, the beautiful and pale nurse Huang Xiaolan held the child and leaned against the corner of the wall, shouting his daughter's name over and over again, "Victory,."
Zou's Clinic.
房靖桦右手拎着一个布兜,身边跟着小徒弟阙文,阙文的肩膀上背着药箱,两人站在门口.
房靖桦摸出怀表看了看时间,哎呀一声,“要来不及了,阙文,快些锁门.”
阙文上前锁了门两人和街坊邻居打招呼中,就这么来到巷子口挥手叫了一辆黄包车.
Fang Jinghua got into the car, and Que Wen ran with the rickshaw.
监视邹氏诊所的二跳将这一切看在眼里,他盯着两人远去的背影看,露出思索的表情,下意识的弹了弹烟灰.
It is not uncommon for Dr. Zou to take his little apprentice Que Wen and go out with a medicine box on his back. Dr. Zou is not opposed to visiting the home, as long as the medical fee is sufficient. However, for safety reasons, Ertiao decided to go and inquire in person. Soon, Ertiao learned from the neighborhood who was just talking to Dr. Zou that the child from a wealthy businessman's family in Nancheng was sick and invited Dr. Zou to visit him for consultation.
二跳便没有再怀疑什么,这位邹大夫最擅长给小孩子看病,此事并无异常.
No. 22 Xuehuali Road.
Central Police Office in the French Concession.
程千帆正在同马一守吃茶闲聊,鲁久翻敲门来汇报工作.“帆哥,布告已经撒出去了有两天了,暂时还没有能查到图和林的行踪.”鲁久翻说道.
"No one comes to report?" Cheng Qianfan threw a cigarette to Lu Jiu and asked. "However, there is, but it is not true after verification. This is the bold and greedy report fee..." Lu Jiu said, seeing Brother Fan's face darkened, he knew that Brother Fan hated someone cheating him for money the most, so he quickly added, "The little bastard's leg has been broken to serve as a warning to You."
说着,他苦笑一声,“不过,这么一搞,许是这图司令太能藏匿了,没人知道他躲在哪里,就连那骗钱的小瘪三都都没了.＂
“他算个哪门子的图司令.”程千帆冷哼一声,“太岁头上动土!早晚扒了皮扔江里喂鱼.”
马一守在一旁听明白了,“就是那个敢动千帆你的货的那个图司令?”
“一条早晚捏死的老泥鳅罢了.”程千帆冷笑一声.就在此时,大头进来汇报,“帆哥,外面来了人,说他见过图司令.”
Chapter completed!