In Chen Wanqing's room, Dong Yuwan looked at Chen Wanqing, who had a glass of red wine in front of her and her face was a little red, and started laughing.
"Wanqing, what do you think of your brother Yuwen?"
"Brother Yuwen, isn't it Brother Yuwen? Do you have any ideas?"
"You girl, as soon as we met, you immediately hugged your brother Yuwen. You are no longer a little girl. Did you fall in love with your brother Yuwen as soon as we met?"
"Mom, yes!" Chen Wanqing blushed and refused directly.
"Not yet. When you came back, you had the crystal necklace someone gave you around your neck. And when you came back, you held someone else's arm. Why didn't I see you holding someone else's arm?"
"Mom, I don't know. I'm also a little confused. When I stay with Brother Yuwen, I can't help but want to hold his arm. It's like I was used to it when I was a child."
Chen Wanqing was also a little confused. After all, she was not a casual person. On the contrary, she had the conservative character and tradition of a Chinese woman.
"No, Mom, I feel like I've seen Brother Qin there, and Brother Qin gave me a very familiar thank you."
"You also said you didn't like Yuwen. Look, doesn't this mean you like her?" Dong Yuwan rolled her eyes at her and almost choked on her words.
"Mom, what are you thinking about? It's true. I have a deep impression of this person. I really have a very familiar feeling. I always feel that I have seen him somewhere. It's true."
"Didn't you often get together when you were young? Are you familiar with it?"
"Mom, really, I'm not talking about childhood, and the time is not very long, only two or three years at most." Chen Wanqing said seriously immediately.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Mom, how could I lie to you? Brother Qin always gives me a very familiar feeling, I just can't remember it."
If Zhang Tianhao were here, he would definitely be shocked. A woman's intuition is too scary. After all, he and Chen Wanqing have not seen each other for two or three years. He still remembers seeing each other once in Shanghai at the end of 1934.
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Zhang Tianhao was sitting in the room. He closed the window, sat in front of the desk, took the wax paper and slowly looked at the manuscript and began to carve the content of the third issue of "Awakening".
Now he needs to engrave these things as soon as possible and then print them out. This is the best for him.
It's a pity that they were all handwritten by him instead of printed, and the effect is much worse than printed.
It seemed that he drank a bottle of red wine tonight, but he was not drunk at all. His work was not finished yet.
As he carved more and more words, when it was about two o'clock in the morning, he picked up the wax paper he had carved and held it with satisfaction to read the densely packed words on it. He himself was also quite satisfied. After all, "Awakening" was completed.
, he was still quite happy. All he had to do was find a place to print it.
After putting away the wax paper again, he breathed a sigh of relief and then fell asleep.
Although he is not sleepy, he is still used to maintaining enough energy to do things without feeling tired.
The next day, I don't know when, it started to rain lightly outside. Standing at the window, I saw the hazy light rain outside covering the whole world.
"Master Qin, please come down to dinner!"
"Okay, I'll go down right away." Zhang Tianhao responded, then put away all his thoughts, went downstairs, and looked at the time, only to find that it was only half past six.
An hour later, he waved goodbye to Chen Wanqing at the school gate, and Zhang Tianhao followed Chen Keqian and drove out of the city.
Although the light rain was not heavy, it gave me a rather uncomfortable feeling.
"Yuwen, your parents are buried outside the city. Let's go over now and take a look with you. I've asked Ah Fu to prepare the things."
"Thank you uncle!"
"By the way, Yuwen, what are your plans for the future?"
"I plan to stay in Xinjing for a while and at least do a good job there. If possible, I will also come to Shanghai to develop. It's just that Shanghai is such a mixed bag. I still have some strength to gain a foothold here.
No catch." Zhang Tianhao sighed.
Why didn't he want to come back to Shanghai? But there was no order from above, so how could he dare to run around?
After a while, the car fell silent, and Zhang Tianhao was looking out the window, with a bit of worry on his calm face.
"Master, our car is running low on oil. Let's find a place in front to add some oil. What do you think?" Suddenly, Ah Fu's voice came over.
"Out of gas?"
Chen Keqian was also stunned, and immediately looked at Ah Fu and said.
"Okay, go to Wansheng Road in front, there is a gas seller there."
"Uncle, can't we add more at the front? Then don't the Japanese sell oil?"
"It's for sale, but we ordinary people can't buy it!" Ah Fu in front said softly, while Chen Keqian's face next to him also obviously didn't look good.
"Drive over there, I can still use my face."
He asked Ah Fu to drive over, and then handed over his ID.
Because Zhang Tianhao's ID was issued by the German Consulate, the refueling went smoothly, and there was just a small hiccup in the process.
After filling up the gas tank, the three of them drove for more than half an hour and arrived at a small forest to the west.
Zhang Tianhao was carrying a food box, which was something he was going to come to worship.
After putting a few things on the table, Zhang Tianhao still knelt there and bowed. At least to borrow the identity of his son, he still needed to make a complete set.
"Brother Jiahao, your son has come to see you. Now that Yuwen has grown up and is sensible, you two have knowledge, so you can rest assured."
"Brother Jiahao, Yuwen has lived up to your hopes and is really capable. Don't worry, if Yuwen needs anything, I will definitely take good care of him."
Zhang Tianhao knelt there, directly placed a few sticks of incense and placed the sacrifices, but sat there for a while.
After a while, Zhang Tianhao felt that something was right, so he stood up and handed each of Uncle Fu and Chen Ke a cigarette.
"Uncle, a word of thanks is not enough to express my gratitude. If you need anything in the future, as long as I can handle it, I will definitely help you. At least now I still have some face with the Germans, but here in Shanghai,
There are still some obvious shortcomings. If there is a chance, I will ask to be transferred to Shanghai."
"Yu Wen, you are interested too!" Chen Wanqing also sighed, he believed that Zhang Tianhao would not lie to him.
"By the way, let's go back!"
"Well, let's go see my hometown!" Zhang Tianhao responded. After all, he continued to have this identity, and it turned out that Qin Yuwen had already finished in the United States.
After all, he was alone in the United States, and after his family's financial failure, it was not enough for him to go to school. As a result, he couldn't stand it after running out of money, and went directly to see Marx.
And this Qin Yuwen directly fulfilled the current Zhang Tianhao, so his current one is the only one, and it is also true. His identity as Qin Yuwen is the same as that of Xiao Yushan.
Standing in the old house of the Qin family in Zhabei again, I saw that the rooms that had been bombed had not yet been repaired, and the huge shell crater on the ground was still there, but it was now covered with grass.
The entire yard was completely deserted, and there was no sense of home at all. On the contrary, there was only desolation and silence.
Zhang Tianhao walked inside and walked around casually.
