"Mom Lan will do it now." Mom Lan said excitedly. She looked at Huang Xiaolan, "What do young grandma want to eat?"
"I also miss Lan's mother's little wontons."
"Okay, okay." Lan's mother nodded happily.
About half an hour later, Mrs. He got up, and she said while going down the stairs, "Mom Lan, didn't you say you had fried cakes today? How did you make small wontons?"
Lan's mother, who was busy in the kitchen, did not answer.
"A Guan, that little brat, is not at home. If he is at home, he can eat three bowls of wontons in one breath." Mrs. He sighed, then turned her head and saw He Guan and Huang Xiaolan who were getting up and smiling at her.
Mrs. He patted her head.
I must have missed my son so much that I was so dazzled.
She rubbed her eyes and went to see.
"Mom, Unfilial is back." He Guan knelt there directly.
Huang Xiaolan also knelt down quickly, "Mother-in-law."
Mother Lan, who was carrying a bowl of wontons, saw her wife staggeringly walking over and hugging the couple tightly. Tears couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes.
...
Yanzhou.
Comrade "Farmer" who was also sleepless all night, got up after resting for less than two hours. At this time, he was entertaining an underground party comrade who came from Tianjin to Yanzhou.
"Comrade Zhiming, work hard all the way." Comrade 'Farmer' held each other's hands tightly.
Lei Zhiming was also very excited and held the hands of Comrade ‘Farmer’ tightly, “Comrade ‘Farmer’, it’s been more than six years since we left Shanghai!”
"Sit, sit, sit down and say." Comrade 'Farmer' said, "I have been worried about you. Now that you have arrived safely, my heart has finally settled down."
He just returned to Yanzhou from Wuhan a few days ago to report on his work. After a little rest, he would return to Wuhan.
Lei Zhiming did not sit down. He took out something wrapped in oil paper from his body and opened it carefully. There was a handkerchief inside, and there was a concentric knot burning with only half of it.
"This is?"
"This is the relics of Comrade Guan Ling." Comrade Lei Zhiming said sadly, "Comrade 'Farmer', I did not protect Comrade Guan Ling well."
Comrade ‘Farmer’ took the handkerchief with his hands trembling, and couldn't help but burst into tears.
Guan Ling is the youngest sister of her old comrade-in-arms Comrade Guan Xianglai. In the 20th year of the Republic of China, the "Daoming" rebelled and the bloody storm in Shanghai. Comrade Guan Xianglai and his wife were arrested in Nanshi. The couple later died heroically in Longhua...
After leaving Shanghai and arriving in the Soviet area, Comrade Peng Yuou, who had gone to Shanghai to work from the Soviet area, wanted to find and take good care of Xiao Guan Ling.
Later, Comrade Peng and Ou found Xiao Guan Ling and secretly arranged the little girl to live in a nursing home.
Last year, Comrade ‘Farmer’ secretly established the Shanghai Eighth Office in Shanghai and also secretly met with Comrade Guan Ling. The girl of that year had grown into a strong red warrior, which made him very happy and relieved.
"Xiao Guan Ling, it's only twenty-one now." Comrade 'Farmer' lit a cigarette and took a sip, his fingers trembled slightly.
After Cheng Wenzao and Su Zhifu and his wife died, Comrade Xiangwu asked him to place Xiao Qianfan, and he placed Cheng Qianfan in the nursing home in Beidang District.
From then on, this seemed to have become an unwritten tradition. The Shanghai Party Organization has successively arranged some orphans of martyrs in secret in several nursing homes.
"We Red Party members are one after another, holding high the red flag to fight and die." Comrade 'Farmer' said in a heavy tone, "It is precisely because of countless Red Party members who are not afraid of sacrifice that China has hope and the Chinese nation has hope!"
"Comrade Guan Ling died bravely. The organization asked Comrade Guan Ling's comrades-in-arms and learned that she had a fiancé, who was also our comrade." Lei Zhiming said.
"Please transfer this relic to Comrade Guan Ling's fiancé." Lei Zhiming glanced at the knot of concentricity with only half of it, and felt sad.
He could imagine what a good pair of young revolutionary companions, a young red warrior.
He could imagine how painful and sad Guan Ling's fiancé would be when he received his fiancé's belongings.
"Comrade Guan Ling's fiancé, Comrade Yu Zheliu." Comrade's 'Farmer''s voice was low and sad, "Sacrificed."
"Scarlet" called to report on the sacrifice of Comrade Maizi.
He had met this young comrade named Yu Zheliu, and Guan Ling came to meet him with Yu Zheliu at that time.
Comrade ‘Farmer’ was very happy. He sent his blessings to this young revolutionary partner, wishing them to become revolutionary partners who share hand in hand, shoulder the wind and rain, and grow old together.
"The wind is in its prime, and the wind is in its prime." Comrade Lei Zhiming sighed and burst into tears.
Shanghai.
Hongkou District, the special high school course station.
After being discharged from the hospital after recovering from injury, Cheng Qianfan, who came to the Second High School Course for the first time to report on his work, stood on the balcony on the third floor, and he smoked and chatted with Araki Katsuma.
He glanced at the woods not far away. When the wind blew, he seemed to hear the rustling sound of branches and leaves.
Comrade Maizi, good morning.
besides--
Good morning, brothers Yan Chang whom I have never met.
...
In the first floor yard.
Sanbenshiro went downstairs to see off guests in person.
This is a middle-aged man with a high and powerful height and Kong Wu.
Cheng Qianfan took a sip of cigarette, glanced at it, and looked surprised, "Who is this person? I was so worried that the head of the department will send him to him personally."
Araki Hatsumei bounced the ashes, glanced at it, and said, "Nikang Zhanzang, a very cruel senior."
"Oh?" Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "It can make Araki Jun praise it as 'very cruel'. I don't know how many blood from that man was stained in this gentleman's hand."
"Miyazaki, this person has a strange temper." Araki Hatsuma reminded, "If you see him in the future, you must be respectful."
As he said that, he shook his head, "This is a very stingy guy."
"Thank you for your reminder." Cheng Qianfan said casually, "I have never heard of this gentleman. I have never had any interaction before, and I will probably not meet again in the future..."
Seeing Kentaro Miyazaki's careless look, Araki Hatsuma remembered Nishimura Zhanzo's strange temper and petty eyes, and had to remind his friends, "Nishimura Zhanzo is the class leader of the special affairs class of the Military Secret Service Department. This person came to visit the section chief today, something must have happened."
"Special Affairs Class?" Cheng Qianfan was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression, "What kind of institution is this? I haven't heard of it."
As he said that, before Araki Hatsuma answered, he took a sip of his cigarette and threw it down, "Forget it, Araki Jun, don't tell me this, I'm doing business with peace of mind, ah, no, I mean, I work with peace of mind and ignore the others."