Xu Xuzhi
Chapter 111 Spring Break
Chapter 111 Spring Break
On the fifth day after Fengjiu left, it coincided with the first anniversary of the "1" movement. Early in the morning, more than 12 patriotic students from various schools in Xi'an gathered at Nanyuanmen Square, where the headquarters of the "Northwest Suppression General" was located. Just as the petition rally was about to start, a shocking piece of news came: when the Dongguan Jingcun Elementary School team was leaving the school, it was blocked by the Second Gendarmerie Regiment directly under the Central Committee, and the Gendarmerie Ma Zhichao even shot and wounded a [-]-year-old elementary school student.
The crowd immediately became agitated. The exiled students knew that Chairman Jiang was staying at the Huaqing Palace in Lintong, so they quickly headed towards Mount Li, spreading the concept and slogan of "stop the civil war and actively resist the Japanese" along the way. More and more people joined the crowd. petition team.In order to protect the safety of the students, Ning Zheng immediately dispatched a battalion of guards to protect them along the way.
The dark crowd sang "On the Songhua River", and the gendarmerie, which had rushed from Dongguan Jingcun Elementary School to catch up with the students, was very dissatisfied with Ning Zheng's actions to protect the students, and immediately filed a complaint; Jiang immediately called Ning Zheng and warned "If the students come to me, you will be responsible for the consequences. I have instructed the Second Gendarmerie Regiment, the Provincial Public Security Bureau and the Military Police Joint Inspectorate that if the students do not listen, they can be stopped by force."
When Ning Zheng received Jiang's call, he immediately drove to the parade. The incident of shooting elementary school students in the morning made him terrified: it seems that the bloody suppression of the anti-Japanese demonstrations by patriotic students in Pingjin and Shanghai may be repeated under his nose.
Ning Zheng rushed to the front of the parade, took a loudspeaker, and urged everyone to go back, otherwise bloody conflicts would inevitably occur, but the students were filled with righteous indignation and did not listen, they only shouted: "Support the Northeast Army and fight back to your hometown!"
Ning Zheng stretched out his hands and pressed down, motioning the crowd to quiet down, and said loudly: "Everyone, please believe me, I have never forgotten my hometown and the tomb of my ancestors. My gun will not hit my own people! You My wish, which is my wish, will never be fulfilled by Ning. As the commander-in-chief of the Northeast Army, I will give you an explanation within a week; if you fail to fulfill it within the time limit, you can execute me at will."
After hearing this statement, the parade slowly dispersed with suspicion. After all, this is the most friendly army leader to young students like them in the whole country.After a while, Ning Zheng and Yang Zhongxiang walked into the temporary mansion of Huaqing Palace. He looked up at the Lishan Mountain behind, imagining the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the world's premier, splendid mother country; Bo Yan, its death also suddenly Yan.
The result of the last persuasion was no surprise. As usual, Jiang refused to enter the oil and salt. Command", dispatching the Central Army to replace the Ning Army and the Northwest Army's change of general document, and once again rejected Ning Zheng's request to transfer the Ning Army back to North China for the War of Resistance.
Since Ning Zheng's period, all negotiations with Jiang have failed without exception, including going to Luoyang nine days ago to request the release of the "Seven Gentlemen" of the Anti-Japanese Salvation Congress who were arrested half a month ago.
One big quarrel, two bitter remonstrances, all to no avail, the relationship between Ning Zheng and sworn brothers has come to a dead end.
After the disgraced Ning Zheng and Yang Zhongxiang came out, they looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled wryly—the matter had come to this point, and in Jiang's eyes, the two of them had already become accomplices in the passive suppression of the Communist Party, so they went to Ning Zheng's office together.
To avoid suspicion, this was the first time Yang Zhongxiang came to his office.As soon as he entered the door, he saw a saber placed against the wall at a glance—this is a pure steel "Tiger Might" saber nearly one meter long, with a slender and beautiful blade, a sharkskin scabbard, and a white jade handle. Look, the light is bright and full like autumn water. Seven characters are engraved on the body of the knife, which is free and majestic-"be bold when things come to an end".
He asked, "Is this a gift from Mr. Ning?"
Ning Zheng stepped forward, stared at this line of words, and thought of his short, vigilant and bold father, and remembered that his coffin was still parked in the Pearl Temple behind the Fengtian Marshal's Mansion until today. "yes."
He turned his head and looked at the family portrait of his family of four newly placed in the silver photo frame on the desk: Yaya and Tanbuer in the front row were wearing the same plaid cloak coats ready to go out, tilting their heads mischievously, hair Hearts together, smiling so hard that teeth can't be seen; he and Feng Jiu sat side by side in the back row, each stretching out an arm to loosely surround Ya Ya and Tan Buer in front, while the two hands that were not exposed, Ning Zheng knew it, and they held each other tightly underneath.
He looked around, this office, his beloved daughter often came, lively like a cheerful little pony, splashing happiness that she couldn't contain; A heartbreaking night.
Ning Zheng turned around and said categorically to Yang Zhongxiang: "Brother Yang, it's time. If anything happens, brother Yang, please remember that all consequences will be borne by me, Ning Ruiqing."
Yang Zhongxiang stared at Ning Zheng through the round glasses for a long time, then slowly stretched out his hand, and the two pairs of hands that belonged to generals on the battlefield tightly held together.
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At this time, Feng Jiu was already floating in the vast Pacific Ocean, heading for New York on the east coast of the United States.
She is now 27 years old, a mother of two children, and she will soon have a third—it started to get worse when she set off, and it got worse when she landed in Panama, and her body started to look nauseous again. It's even stronger than when Yaya was first pregnant. Calculated the time, it should be the period before leaving.
Although her Republic of China passport still contained the name "Ning T'ang-feng-chiu" spelled out by the four Pinyin of Wade, she was already the second cousin of Ning Zheng, commander-in-chief of the Ning Army of the Republic of China.Feng Jiu even thought about it practically, could this third baby be considered an illegitimate child?
It was already afternoon, Feng Jiu was basking in the sun on the deck, the sun was warm and warm, and the sound of the waves was bursting, like the comfort from his mother and sister when he was a child; he didn't sleep well last night, and fell asleep after a while.
Bao Buqu sat at the side, watching her silently, while sitting beside her to shield her from the cold wind, he also tucked in the thick blanket that slipped down; the sea breeze was not strong at this time, and the Pacific Ocean looked like winter. In the unique ice blue color, a blue whale with a huge body appeared on the right side of the ship's side, leaped high with great effort, and then threw itself into the water, causing splashes all over the sky.Not far away, Ya Ya and Tan Buer looked straight, stretched their necks "yo yo" and opened their small mouths into an "O". Long Sheng laughed and staggered from side to side.
He himself didn't even dare to think about this kind of quiet and beautiful moment - he could still have such an opportunity in this life to be by her side.Bao Buqu remembered what Ning Zheng said: "My wife and children are entrusted to you. I have always known your thoughts on Feng Jiu. If something happens to me... please protect them for me."
Bitterness suddenly filled his heart: Brother, you are already in prison, how can I win someone's favor? Bao Buqu spent a lot of money, and often went to the captain's cabin to listen to the radio broadcasts from various places: All eyes are focused there. How could the news from various countries not follow up and report on such an international event?
Fortunately, since his departure, Feng Jiu seemed to have consciously blocked his previous hobby of talking about the domestic and international situation, and ignored it, which made him heave a sigh of relief.
Over the years, it's not that he didn't want to find other women. However, Tang Fengjiu was the only one, and he was taken by his good brother first. Even if he searched all over the world, there was no second one. Isn't it annoying?Besides, he's old too, he's 33, and he doesn't have the energy to play and chase the little girls anymore, so let this old uncle be spared.
Besides, the one who calls him uncle, isn't the little girl in front of him cuter?
This little girl who has refused to be braided by others since she got on the boat and said that she wants to come by herself will occasionally be too lazy to do two crooked little braids with burrs, so sometimes she simply hangs her long black hair everywhere. Run, at this moment she has come over, looking at him with a smile, Bao Buqu immediately bared his white teeth in response, thinking in his heart, does Yaya really like him?Hey, she has better eyesight than her mother,
"Uncle Bao, I have been observing for a month, and now I can say - you are a good person."
Look, Feng Jiu is good at everything if he has knowledge, but he has poor eyesight, so he is really devoted to Ning San.
He grinned a little wider, wanting to hear what other beautiful things his brother, the baby girl who loves her life, has to say, but what Yaya said next almost scared him, "However, my mother is Don't forget my father's."
I—was it that obvious?Bao Buqu looked around, but fortunately there was no one else, otherwise, his face would be burned with shame by a little girl.
He immediately cleared his face, and said solemnly: "Your father is defending the country, and uncle is protecting your mother for your father. That's all. I will definitely pay him back in the future. Don't believe me? Let's pull the hook."
When Yaya heard this, she immediately felt relieved, and stretched out her little finger to hang herself on the hook with Uncle Bao, who was very interesting, but sometimes seeing her mother's eyes made people feel uneasy, and it was not allowed to change for 100 years.
Feng Jiu was still asleep, looking ignorant, Bao Buqu wanted to pick her up, hesitated for a moment, then gently pushed her awake, advised her to go back to sleep in the cabin, so as not to catch a cold again.
After the New Year, on January 36, the [-]th year of the Republic of China, the ship finally sailed into the mouth of the Hudson River. People standing on the deck could already see the tall and majestic blue-green ancient Greek-style statue wearing a crown of seven stars. statue.
"Mom, New York is here! The Statue of Liberty!" Yaya pointed to her mother, and Feng Jiu smiled: Ten years ago, she was looking forward to, regretting, and even hating, but now , She was able to look at the stalwart statue holding the torch without any emotion, just like seeing a lamppost.
Her thoughts are still in Xi'an, on the cobalt blue Typhoon plane, her heart and eyes only know to look eastward, and the inside is full, all of which are as wide as the Pacific Ocean. Home and miss.
Qiu Sheng and Tang Zhikai came to meet them specially, and they said goodbye to each other when they met.They were also unexpectedly warmly welcomed by the former U.S. ambassador to China, Jason Kennedy and his wife of the Kennedy family. Fengjiu knew that this was arranged by Ning Zheng. He was afraid that he would encounter difficulties in the United States, so he wanted to borrow Kennedy Family connections, keep them safe.
Bao Buqu has been paying close attention to the domestic situation. Fortunately, the "Xi'an Incident" launched by Ning Zheng and Yang Zhongxiang on the [-]th of last month has passed its climax and is now in a stalemate. Covered, removed from the headlines of major newspapers, as long as you don’t look for it, you won’t see it; and wherever you go, including newsstands and building exterior walls, the upcoming movie "Good Earth" is posted everywhere. , which is based on the Pulitzer Prize-winning work of the famous author Pearl Buck, should cause a huge sensation.
Feng Jiu observed the expressions of the Qiusheng couple and the Kennedy couple calmly, and felt that at least Ning Zheng's life was safe, otherwise, their expressions would not have been so calm.
She felt that this pregnancy was unusual - she met Dianhong when she was on the ship, and after a moment of deliberation and told Bao Buqu, he was shocked and anxiously asked the captain to check the passenger list. A well-known obstetrician and gynecologist was found and hired on the spot to escort Fengjiu's health for the rest of the trip.
After Feng Jiu and Bao Buqu bid farewell to the Kennedys, the group was led by Qiu Sheng and his wife, boarded the train again, and arrived in Boston after more than a day of traveling: she didn’t want to stay in New York, where there are many Chinese, so she went straight to her destination without stopping. land.
They moved into the house of the Tang family here, but Bao Buqu found that it was not acceptable here either: the house was located in the town of Cambridge, within a few steps you could enter two universities—one Harvard and one Marie, and it was full of people who were naturally passionate about politics. The intellectuals, if they don't guarantee Qi Fengjiu, they can hear news about Ning Zheng, whether true or false, and he immediately asks Qiusheng and his wife if there is any remote country house to live in.
Qiu Sheng understood Bao BuQi's painstaking efforts as soon as he heard it. He said that when Tang Fengxian came to Boston, he specially went to the countryside to see it. He liked the land and scenery there very much, so he bought a large manor and put it there.
Bao Buqu saw that Feng Jiu and the children had regained their spirits after a night of rest, and immediately went to the country manor to settle down. After hearing this, Feng Jiu thought about it and agreed.So far, Fengjiu has not said a word about what happened in the country, so everyone is naturally happy to say nothing about it.It's really you guarding me and I guarding you, in fact, they all mean the same thing.
Fengjiu continued to give himself psychological counseling, and voluntarily rejected newspapers and radio broadcasts. In addition to leading the children to study, tell stories, and play around every day, he read books in various languages and various aspects, but this time the embarrassment was serious. , she was still haggard at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As soon as he arrived at the manor, Bao Buqu first gave a lecture to the American servants, telling them not to let any newspapers appear in the house, and not to discuss politics on weekdays. When the servants heard the strange request from the new master, they glanced at each other and accepted it obediently. up.
After settling down, Tang Zhikai left after leaving Qiu Sheng: The Tang family and his own business cannot be separated from others.
Fengjiu looked normal, but one day he suddenly passed out. This was probably the first time in his life. Mama Wu was so anxious that Bao Buqu was also taken aback. He quickly picked her up and stuffed her into the car, and drove smoothly to the Harvard University Hospital in Cambridge Fortunately, after some examinations, the doctor said that she was fine, just a little nervous breakdown.
Now that she is two months pregnant, she can't bear any stimulation; she even complains that Bao Buqu, the husband, is not considerate enough and makes his wife so nervous.
Bao Buqu remained silent, Feng Jiu was very embarrassed, so he quickly clarified, and the American doctor apologized embarrassingly.Bao Buqu hired a family doctor by the way, who could guarantee to see him at any time.
This part of the Boston countryside is untouched and beautiful.However, it was embarrassing to have no radio at all since then, so Bao Buyi gave full play to the strengths of the engineering man and modified several radios to only receive a few children's stations, and seriously told Feng Jiu that he must relax. Spirit, everything will wait for the child to be born safely.
Fengjiu looked at him busy in and out, felt grateful in his heart, and graciously agreed.
On weekdays, the children go to rural primary schools, and Tambur is taken by Aquarius; for ten days and a half months, Bao Buqu will take them to Boston and other big cities for fun.
Feng Jiu lived her life quietly, but she didn't realize that she was still different from before.
Wu Ma tried her best to use the scarce local ingredients in Massachusetts in various ways, and tried her best to make delicious food with Fengtian characteristics to nourish Fengjiu's body.
Everyone did their best to take care of her, even Longsheng, Yaya, and Tanbul became more and more sensible, always looking at her carefully, lest she might make a mistake; even when she frowns occasionally, they have to think about it. long time.
This is not the expression that a child should have, the life that a child should have. Fengjiu then reflected on whether she was not right: having to let them leave their father had already made Fengjiu heartbroken. I really became like the mother I couldn't let go of.
Fortunately, there is a beautiful well-equipped library in the small town, and there are also big-character books printed in huge fonts specially for elderly readers. This place quickly became Feng Jiu's favorite place, although newspapers and magazines are close at hand, It's rare for her to resist looking at it.
Far away from the former sensuality and flashy Vanity Fair, and returned to the life she was used to, Feng Jiu's heart gradually settled down.
One day, Feng Jiu was reading in the study when he heard a knock on the door. When he looked up, Bao Buqu stood at the door happily, "Feng Jiu, look who's coming to see you?"
Feng Jiu was taken aback, the tall smiling man who flashed out from behind Bao Buqu turned out to be a tiger head, she blinked, stood up quickly, and asked rather dullly: "You, why are you here? "
The tiger's head, which he hadn't seen for half a year, became even more tanned, and he was very handsome in a bomber jacket. He walked over neatly, looked her up and down, glanced at her slightly protruding pregnant belly, and immediately moved to her eyes, " Nanjing sent me to the United States to buy a plane, and I just finished my business, so I came to see you."
He suddenly noticed something, smiled comfortably, nodded and praised: "It looks good."
Fengjiu looked down at herself, only to find that the beige cardigan she was wearing was woven by Hutou for her, and she burst out laughing—this sweater has been worn for eight or nine years, but Fengjiu Jiu still likes it very much, and he never forgets to take it with him wherever he goes.
At this time, the feeling of reuniting with old friends after a long absence became real. She stretched out her hand with a smile, and Hutou immediately held it; He glanced at him, and he had no choice but to say: "You guys have a good chat." Then he walked out reluctantly.
Of course he and Hutou both knew about each other's existence, but he also saw Fengjiu's depression during this period, so Bao Buqu was actually very grateful to have an old friend from China to visit.
Hutou was probably warned by Bao Buyi, so the chats with Feng Jiu were all about the past when they were young, and interesting things about their respective college careers. The two of them tacitly agreed that neither of them would mention Ning Zheng.
Before leaving, Hu Tou suddenly held Feng Jiu's hand and said, "I still say the same thing, Feng Jiu, as long as I live, I will always be here."
Fengjiu suddenly burst into tears—she was pregnant for the third time, she became very emotional, and for various reasons, she always wanted to cry—Hutou lifted her chin, wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, After looking at her for a long time, he finally lowered his head and kissed her wet eyelashes reverently, then turned his face and kissed her lips.
This kiss is light and lingering, like the whistle of pigeons flying past in the clear sky, like the dewdrops falling from the lotus petals in Wuling Garden where they had been playing when they were young, or like, he painted on the kiss. The lily of the valley at the tail of the fighter plane is pure and sweet.
Fengjiu's mind went blank for a moment, and she forgot to push him away under shock, or, she probably would never be willing to push away her best friend since childhood.
After a long time, Hutou opened his eyes blushing. He stared at his sweetheart who had not closed his eyes. There was a trace of compassion and tolerance in her eyes that saw through the world. In his arms, "You are free now, and so am I. If I can come back alive, if he can no longer take care of you... I must be by your side."
After saying this, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he was relieved, straightened up and looked at her with a smile, kissed her on the cheek again, then turned and walked out of the living room.
After a long time, Feng Jiu took out his handkerchief and wiped his lips, saying to himself over and over in his heart, this is a tiger head, but... hey.
The days went on like this, and on September [-], [-], although it was ten days later than the expected date of delivery, Feng Jiu still gave birth to her and Ning Zheng's third son smoothly. The one who obviously stayed the longest in his mother's womb, but inexplicably weighed the least, made Bao Buqu look guilty, as if he didn't take good care of his brother's wife.
As usual, the task of naming a nickname was handed over to Yaya. Yaya, who had quickly become more sensible in the past six months, thought about it carefully for a long time, and discussed with Longsheng for a long time. The name is - An An.
Fengjiu was not as weak as before this time, so she took the confinement very seriously. Unexpectedly, after 30 days, Dr. Wu diagnosed her pulse and said that her pulse was unstable and her internal deficit was serious, and she had to come back for another month. When Jiu heard this, she wanted to pull out her hair.
But she is now a mother of three, no, four children, and her body is not her own, so she has to be persuaded to sit for another month.
Shuangyuezi naturally lives like a year. Although she always wants to see something in the eyes of Wu Ma, Qiu Sheng and Bao Buyi, it seems that they have all gone to Russia to study the "Actor's Self-cultivation" course, and they are not leaking. There is no flaw.
After finally finishing her confinement, she took care of herself in a clean and refreshing way—she had been acting like an ostrich for a whole year, and she couldn't bear it anymore.
Fengjiu intends to find Bao Buqu, but Qiu Sheng tells him to fly to the west coast of the United States.Fengjiu went back to the house in frustration, passed by the living room, and saw Yaya sitting in front of the coffee table showing a new toy to Tanbuer. Yaya was very sensible and always knew to lead his younger brother to play with it—a smooth oblong pear There are three thin columns erected on the wooden plank, and the leftmost one is surrounded by four concentric wooden rings ranging from small to large. Yaya asked Tanbuer to replace the four wooden rings on the rightmost column in turn. .
Tanbuer moved obediently, and Yaya corrected him again: "No, no, you can't put it aside, you can only use the pillar in the middle, and the big one can never crush the small one, understand?"
Feng Jiu looked interesting, stepped forward and asked what it was.When Yaya saw her mother, she cheered and rushed over to hug her. After twisting for a long time, she told her mother, "This is called the 'Tower of Hanoi', which is an interesting math game in ancient India. The last time Uncle Tiger came to For me, he knows I like math."
Yaya pointed to the other dozen or so pieces of wood piled on the table, "Uncle Hutou said it's a pity that there is not enough time, otherwise, he could make me a whole set of 64 pieces."
Only then did Feng Jiu find out that Hutou gave Yaya a gift again, and Yaya said, "Uncle Hutou scares people, saying that the universe will be destroyed the day the 64 pieces of wooden rings are removed."
Feng Jiu smiled and asked how did you know he was lying?Yayajinjin's little nose, "I did the math - even if the hand is fast enough, it only takes one second to move one piece, and it will take 32 years to move 130 pieces; the 64 pieces must be an astronomical figure. Almost, hundreds of billions of years."
After finishing speaking, looking at her mother triumphantly, Fengjiu kissed her little face appreciatively and said, "Ya Ya is right, don't blindly believe what other people say, but verify it through knowledge, and have your own opinions."
Yaya's eyes are bright, her mouth is pursed and her face is full of glory. She cares most about the evaluation from her mother, but suddenly her eyes darken, "But if it's what Dad said, I will believe it - because Dad never lied to me Suddenly thinking of something, she added in a low voice, "This time it doesn't count."
When Yaya first arrived in the United States, she always asked Fengjiu's father when he would come to see them, but gradually, he stopped asking.Feng Jiu can only hold her daughter in her arms now, shaking her left and right to comfort her.Ignored by his mother and sister for a long time, Tanbuer, who had been faithfully carrying out his sister's orders, finally ran over, trying to squeeze himself between the mother and daughter, and said with his big head up, "Mom! Sister! I finished!"
Feng Jiu and Yaya turned their heads together, and saw that the four wooden rings on the beautiful Tower of Hanoi were indeed neatly arranged on the right column from small to large.
After half a month, Fengjiu finally waited for Bao Buqu to come back—during this period, she could obviously ask Qiu Sheng, but she felt that only Bao Buqu could know the exact news about Ning Zheng, and she had been waiting for a year , not so short a while.
He raised his head and looked at her quietly, as if he had expected that she would come to her as soon as he came back, even the door was open, "You'an, I have endured it for so long, my body has recovered So, today, right now, tell me, what happened to him after so long? He’s still alive, right?”
When she first got off the boat, Feng Jiu was sure that Ning Zheng was still alive, but after so long, she had already started to waver.
Her voice became small and timid.
Bao Buqu felt a pain in his heart, the proud Lu Wei also had such a humble time, he nodded quickly, "Don't worry, he is still alive."
Feng Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly crumbling.
Bao Buqu was terrified, hurried over and hugged her who was pale in an instant, then flushed again, and helped her to sit on the sofa.
"That's great, that's great, as long as people are alive, then..." Feng Jiu couldn't continue, and the two lines shed tears.
Bao Buqu took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears.
"You'an, now, tell me from the beginning to the end, what Ruiqing has done, where he is now, and what situation he is in..."
"……it is good."
Bao Buqu said that within a few days after they left, Ning Zheng and Yang Zhongxiang put Mr. Jiang under house arrest and forced him to sign a pledge to resist the Japanese Communist Party; He agreed to release Jiang back to Nanjing; but then, in order to show his sincerity, some people with ulterior motives in Nanjing tried to provoke the civil war again and personally escorted the suspicious Jiang back. Zheng was later sentenced by a military court to ten years in prison.
"The outside world has always been very indignant, because at the time of the military remonstrance in Xi'an, Ruiqing would have killed him. Unexpectedly, he would continue to keep his word. Ruiqing made a huge self-sacrifice."
Feng Jiu was silent.
"The life and death of a country that benefits the country should not be avoided because of misfortune and good fortune", Feng Jiu thought, this must be the oath that Lin Zexu rang repeatedly in Ning Zheng's ears when he escorted Jiang back.
"Anything else, just tell me."
It is now the first ten days of December in the 26th year of the Republic of China, and the Anti-Japanese War broke out in full swing during the "July [-]th Incident". Subsequently, Beiping and Tianjin fell;
In August, the "Battle of Songhu" began. After three months of fierce fighting, Shanghai fell, and the Nanjing government had to move its capital to Chongqing.
"What about Ruiqing?!" When Feng Jiu heard this, his eyes were about to burst and his whole body trembled.Bao Buqu was so frightened that he hurriedly told him, "I was transferred by Lao Jiang to Xuedou Mountain in Fenghua, his hometown. It is safe and sound, so don't worry."
Only then did Feng Jiu calm down. Of course, they still had sufficient confidence in the Chinese army at this time. They could not have imagined that in half a month, Nanjing would become a hell on earth.
While listening to Bao Buqu's narration, Feng Jiu thought that Ning Zheng was being imprisoned in Xuedou Mountain at this time, and she seemed to be able to hear Ning Zheng's angry cry, "Send me to the front line! I would rather I don’t want to suffer this kind of humiliation even if I die in battle!”
Her heart seemed to be frying, her eyes were lowered, and her appearance was as calm as an old monk in meditation.
Seeing that she was so calm, Bao Buqu said, "There is another piece of news..." Bao Buqu's voice was completely low, unable to continue for a long time.
"I can hold on, tell me." Fengjiu's heart beat violently again, but this time, with palpitations, every breath of air she inhaled seemed to be torture, she hated herself for why still alive.
"Mr. Wei Yuanhua, he died a heroic martyr... Last month's No. 12, the Japanese invaders attacked Zhoujiakou Airport. He was flying the Il-[-] plane and died with the Japanese invaders. His captain was also killed at the same time. Fellow Gao Zhihang."
Feng Jiu's heart was like a turbulent sea, but his face didn't show it at all. Bao Buqu handed over a small package, "This is what he left for you. His colleagues inquired about my address in China and asked the servant to mail it to you. came."
This is a letter from home, and a small wooden sculpture.
Feng Jiu calmly unfolded the letter. Although people at that time had already used fountain pens, it was a farewell letter written in cursive script with an ancient writing brush—almost ten years of living in a foreign country, and Hutou never let his writing skills go to waste. , as in the past, Gaoxia is as bright as the moon, and it is as quiet and leisurely as the song of the phoenix blowing salary.
"My favorite Bong Goo:
Forgive me for not being able to wait for you any longer. "
Feng Jiu bit her fist, tears fell down, Bao Buqu took a handkerchief to dry her blurry eyes, she took a deep breath, and continued to read:
"If you can see this letter, then only one thing happened.
I am both happy and sad.
I wrote and tore up this letter, and there was not much ink left.
The war has begun in full swing, and I have long vowed to pledge myself to the country and fight against the Japanese invaders, but I regret that I have not had time to fight back to my hometown in the Northeast.
However, I believe that my comrades will surely realize everyone's wishes, and I am full of confidence in this.
It is a great fortune in life to be able to bury my bones in my mother country, die for her, and not be a lonely ghost in a foreign country.
How many people have no chance to find the one they love in their whole life; but since I was five years old, I have been with my sweetheart day and night for eleven years, fortunately, it is enough to comfort my whole life.
With the blessing of two kinds of luck, there will be no regrets in this life.
At that time, it was not until I was studying alone on the other side that I finally understood what a treasure I had lost.
Don't feel sorry for me—the mood at this moment is like when my mother was still alive, a five-year-old child returned home from abroad, holding Yi's favorite fried chestnuts in sugar.It's snowing outside, and it's warm inside.Yi sat by the fire doing needlework, occasionally slipping an embroidery needle through her hair, and smiled back at me.
This little statue, promise me, will you keep it with you from now on?Even if your husband doesn't like it.
Although I don't want to admit it, despite the current difficulties, you will eventually be together again.
General Ning is a great patriot, and I admire him from the bottom of my heart.
He loves you as much as I do.
I thought, as a person who has no faith, is it still too late to pray?Half of the wandering soul will be with my mother forever, while the other half is eagerly hoping for a resting place for it, so please allow me to accompany you forever in this way.
Just cry for me for a long time, not much, I will be uneasy.
I also want to tell you the same as you told me when I went to the United States, work hard to add food, open your heart, and be a strong and good mother.
The pen is bald, the ink is dry, the paper is short and the love is long. Say goodbye to Qing, and see you in the next life.
Hutou must write Double Tenth Festival in Zhoujiakou"
Feng Jiu silently picked up the small wooden sculpture: this is a Hawker three-wing military aircraft, and a young man and a woman are sitting in it. The man has a long face, handsome eyebrows, and a smile on his lips; She has an oval face with a big braid of oily pine and no facial features.
Bao Buqu at the side could tell at a glance that this was Feng Jiu's appearance before he was married.
"Is there any news? You'an, don't hide it from me." Feng Jiu asked calmly, rubbing the statue under his hands slowly.
"Madam Ning passed away in May..."
"Grandma..." Feng Jiu murmured. "Is there anything else?" She looked calm, Bao Buqu observed carefully, and felt that her psychological endurance was very strong, so why not...
"Mr. Ji Songling and Ms. Wu Meilan have passed away."
"..." Feng Jiu suddenly stood up in disbelief and stared at Bao Buyi, the statue in his hand fell to the sofa, "How could it be?!"
Bao Buqu gritted his teeth, and told the whole story, "At the end of January this year, Chief of Staff Ji had been suppressing the plan of the young Ningjun faction to forcibly rescue Ruiqing, but they entered the bedroom in the middle of the night and shot him dead; Mrs. Ji stood in front of him and was killed first. .”
The Ning Army has lost its coach Ning Zheng, and lost another soul figure, Ji Songling. The Ning Army dominated most of the Republic of China era, and has since fallen apart.
This was the straw that broke the camel's back.
Bao Buqu watched the change of Fengjiu, who was originally peaceful, and immediately regretted it: just for a moment, she began to shake her lips, her face turned pale, and it took a long time before she uttered a heart-piercing cry like a little girl. Wu Ma and Qiu Sheng, who were secretly hiding outside the study to avoid accidents, listened, and burst into tears—this movement was only made when the ten-year-old Feng Jiu said goodbye to the dying Mrs. Tang.
Feng Jiu felt that the world was spinning, the voices were noisy, many people came and went in a mess, she fell down straight, unconscious...
There was a stabbing pain in his arm, Feng Jiu woke up in a daze, someone was arguing next to his ear,
"Mr. Bao, why don't you know how to share the bad news one after another with my girl?"
"I just thought, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and it's better to explain clearly at once. I didn't expect... Sorry, Qiu Sheng."
In other words, the bad news she heard before she fainted was true.
Why do people grow up?At that time, she and her best friend, Melanie, had such a happy life - Siping Street, Snow Cream Cheese, Panshan, Red Beach, Crane, Falling Water, Flying Crab...
They were life and death friends who had such a beautiful girlhood time.At that time, her Hutou brother only had light sorrows and no national hatred.
I blame myself, if I hadn't married Ning Zheng, wouldn't Melanie have known Ji Songling, wouldn't have married him, wouldn't have lost her life at a young age, and the little Longsheng wouldn't have died Father, mother is gone too.
The relationship between their husband and wife is as deep as the ocean, and Fengjiu can imagine that Melanie's fearless expression standing in front of her husband when she is about to leave must be without complaint or regret.
She didn't want to wake up, didn't want to wake up, Hutou, Melanie, Ji Songling, and her lover who was imprisoned... At that moment, even Yaya, Tanbuer, and even the newborn An An were put aside by her. back of my head.
Her consciousness gradually blurred, trying to sink into the sea of nothingness, the land of forgetting worries, and escape from this suffocating reality forever.
Suddenly, she heard mournful cries, "Godmother, godmother...you can't leave us!"
Who is whimpering?With a cool young voice?Is it Long Sheng who is usually the calmest, with no expression of emotions or anger?
She woke up in a jerk - she couldn't escape, absolutely not, how could she be worthy of Long Sheng?How can he be worthy of his parents who died unjustly?
She slowly opened her eyes...
Feng Jiu was in a coma for two days, and what Bao Buqu and the others saw on the third day was already a Feng Jiu who was no different mentally from a few years ago. Like the third son of her elder brother, she is more and more loving towards Yaya and Tanbul, but when facing Longsheng, her clear eyes often lose the blue sky-like blue in an instant, and instead have a few red threads floating.
After a while, Tang Du, Tang Fengxian and his father and son family, who fled from Suzhou to the Shanghai Concession in a hurry to escape the war, but couldn't stay there soon, arrived in the United States first, and then Longsheng's grandparents were also entrusted by Fengjiu to impress. Jager found it, and together with his wife, Ge Luoli, brought the old couple to Boston, so the country manor of Ning's House became more and more lively.
Grandma and grandpa came, Yaya Tanbuer was ecstatic, Longsheng was ecstatic, not to mention uncle, and two elder brothers who were neither bitter nor salty. When they arrived in Chicago, Gloria's father lived there with their young daughter. Fortunately, they were both on the East Coast, so they walked around from time to time.
From then on, the family was full of people, the children ran around, and the whole manor was filled with the smoke and fire of the world. A while ago, all the cautious servants were relieved a lot, and those who were forced to flee again or even fled the country A long-lost smile finally appeared on Tang Du's face.
It's just that Fengjiu loves to hug Longsheng when she has nothing to do, until one time Yaya whispered to her: "Mom, don't hug brother Lailai all the time, he is an adult, I think it's quite awkward."
Feng Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing, yes, Long Sheng is already ten years old, he is a big boy.
"Long Sheng, I want to talk to you about your father and mother." Finally one day, she felt that it was time.She stroked Longsheng's hair, it was neither limp nor hard, just like his increasingly hot and cold personality.
"They're all gone, right?" Long Sheng asked softly.
He is a sensitive child, and he has long noticed that the godmother's mood is not right.
Feng Jiu choked up, nodded slowly, "Yes."
"Are they together?"
"……Yes."
Long Sheng suddenly breathed out, "My mother, as long as my father is enough, then I can rest assured."
Fengjiu was in unbearable pain, knelt on the ground, hugged the sensible child into his arms, burst into tears, and briefly recounted the situation at that time.
"Godmother, I still have you, Ya Ya, Tanbuer, An An, grandma and grandpa, Grandma Wu, Aunt Qiu, and Uncle Bao... You see, I still have a lot more..." Many relatives."
Long Sheng pulled her up, pushed her down on the sofa and sat down, took her hand beside him, and said solemnly: "My father died for patriotism, and my mother died for my father. A worthy death. My father can always be with my mother, which is already very good..." After speaking, the ten-year-old boy in front of him also burst into tears.
"Longsheng..." Feng Jiu hugged Longsheng and cried loudly, venting almost all the worries and anger that had been pent up in his heart for a year.
(End of this chapter)
On the fifth day after Fengjiu left, it coincided with the first anniversary of the "1" movement. Early in the morning, more than 12 patriotic students from various schools in Xi'an gathered at Nanyuanmen Square, where the headquarters of the "Northwest Suppression General" was located. Just as the petition rally was about to start, a shocking piece of news came: when the Dongguan Jingcun Elementary School team was leaving the school, it was blocked by the Second Gendarmerie Regiment directly under the Central Committee, and the Gendarmerie Ma Zhichao even shot and wounded a [-]-year-old elementary school student.
The crowd immediately became agitated. The exiled students knew that Chairman Jiang was staying at the Huaqing Palace in Lintong, so they quickly headed towards Mount Li, spreading the concept and slogan of "stop the civil war and actively resist the Japanese" along the way. More and more people joined the crowd. petition team.In order to protect the safety of the students, Ning Zheng immediately dispatched a battalion of guards to protect them along the way.
The dark crowd sang "On the Songhua River", and the gendarmerie, which had rushed from Dongguan Jingcun Elementary School to catch up with the students, was very dissatisfied with Ning Zheng's actions to protect the students, and immediately filed a complaint; Jiang immediately called Ning Zheng and warned "If the students come to me, you will be responsible for the consequences. I have instructed the Second Gendarmerie Regiment, the Provincial Public Security Bureau and the Military Police Joint Inspectorate that if the students do not listen, they can be stopped by force."
When Ning Zheng received Jiang's call, he immediately drove to the parade. The incident of shooting elementary school students in the morning made him terrified: it seems that the bloody suppression of the anti-Japanese demonstrations by patriotic students in Pingjin and Shanghai may be repeated under his nose.
Ning Zheng rushed to the front of the parade, took a loudspeaker, and urged everyone to go back, otherwise bloody conflicts would inevitably occur, but the students were filled with righteous indignation and did not listen, they only shouted: "Support the Northeast Army and fight back to your hometown!"
Ning Zheng stretched out his hands and pressed down, motioning the crowd to quiet down, and said loudly: "Everyone, please believe me, I have never forgotten my hometown and the tomb of my ancestors. My gun will not hit my own people! You My wish, which is my wish, will never be fulfilled by Ning. As the commander-in-chief of the Northeast Army, I will give you an explanation within a week; if you fail to fulfill it within the time limit, you can execute me at will."
After hearing this statement, the parade slowly dispersed with suspicion. After all, this is the most friendly army leader to young students like them in the whole country.After a while, Ning Zheng and Yang Zhongxiang walked into the temporary mansion of Huaqing Palace. He looked up at the Lishan Mountain behind, imagining the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the world's premier, splendid mother country; Bo Yan, its death also suddenly Yan.
The result of the last persuasion was no surprise. As usual, Jiang refused to enter the oil and salt. Command", dispatching the Central Army to replace the Ning Army and the Northwest Army's change of general document, and once again rejected Ning Zheng's request to transfer the Ning Army back to North China for the War of Resistance.
Since Ning Zheng's period, all negotiations with Jiang have failed without exception, including going to Luoyang nine days ago to request the release of the "Seven Gentlemen" of the Anti-Japanese Salvation Congress who were arrested half a month ago.
One big quarrel, two bitter remonstrances, all to no avail, the relationship between Ning Zheng and sworn brothers has come to a dead end.
After the disgraced Ning Zheng and Yang Zhongxiang came out, they looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled wryly—the matter had come to this point, and in Jiang's eyes, the two of them had already become accomplices in the passive suppression of the Communist Party, so they went to Ning Zheng's office together.
To avoid suspicion, this was the first time Yang Zhongxiang came to his office.As soon as he entered the door, he saw a saber placed against the wall at a glance—this is a pure steel "Tiger Might" saber nearly one meter long, with a slender and beautiful blade, a sharkskin scabbard, and a white jade handle. Look, the light is bright and full like autumn water. Seven characters are engraved on the body of the knife, which is free and majestic-"be bold when things come to an end".
He asked, "Is this a gift from Mr. Ning?"
Ning Zheng stepped forward, stared at this line of words, and thought of his short, vigilant and bold father, and remembered that his coffin was still parked in the Pearl Temple behind the Fengtian Marshal's Mansion until today. "yes."
He turned his head and looked at the family portrait of his family of four newly placed in the silver photo frame on the desk: Yaya and Tanbuer in the front row were wearing the same plaid cloak coats ready to go out, tilting their heads mischievously, hair Hearts together, smiling so hard that teeth can't be seen; he and Feng Jiu sat side by side in the back row, each stretching out an arm to loosely surround Ya Ya and Tan Buer in front, while the two hands that were not exposed, Ning Zheng knew it, and they held each other tightly underneath.
He looked around, this office, his beloved daughter often came, lively like a cheerful little pony, splashing happiness that she couldn't contain; A heartbreaking night.
Ning Zheng turned around and said categorically to Yang Zhongxiang: "Brother Yang, it's time. If anything happens, brother Yang, please remember that all consequences will be borne by me, Ning Ruiqing."
Yang Zhongxiang stared at Ning Zheng through the round glasses for a long time, then slowly stretched out his hand, and the two pairs of hands that belonged to generals on the battlefield tightly held together.
………………
At this time, Feng Jiu was already floating in the vast Pacific Ocean, heading for New York on the east coast of the United States.
She is now 27 years old, a mother of two children, and she will soon have a third—it started to get worse when she set off, and it got worse when she landed in Panama, and her body started to look nauseous again. It's even stronger than when Yaya was first pregnant. Calculated the time, it should be the period before leaving.
Although her Republic of China passport still contained the name "Ning T'ang-feng-chiu" spelled out by the four Pinyin of Wade, she was already the second cousin of Ning Zheng, commander-in-chief of the Ning Army of the Republic of China.Feng Jiu even thought about it practically, could this third baby be considered an illegitimate child?
It was already afternoon, Feng Jiu was basking in the sun on the deck, the sun was warm and warm, and the sound of the waves was bursting, like the comfort from his mother and sister when he was a child; he didn't sleep well last night, and fell asleep after a while.
Bao Buqu sat at the side, watching her silently, while sitting beside her to shield her from the cold wind, he also tucked in the thick blanket that slipped down; the sea breeze was not strong at this time, and the Pacific Ocean looked like winter. In the unique ice blue color, a blue whale with a huge body appeared on the right side of the ship's side, leaped high with great effort, and then threw itself into the water, causing splashes all over the sky.Not far away, Ya Ya and Tan Buer looked straight, stretched their necks "yo yo" and opened their small mouths into an "O". Long Sheng laughed and staggered from side to side.
He himself didn't even dare to think about this kind of quiet and beautiful moment - he could still have such an opportunity in this life to be by her side.Bao Buqu remembered what Ning Zheng said: "My wife and children are entrusted to you. I have always known your thoughts on Feng Jiu. If something happens to me... please protect them for me."
Bitterness suddenly filled his heart: Brother, you are already in prison, how can I win someone's favor? Bao Buqu spent a lot of money, and often went to the captain's cabin to listen to the radio broadcasts from various places: All eyes are focused there. How could the news from various countries not follow up and report on such an international event?
Fortunately, since his departure, Feng Jiu seemed to have consciously blocked his previous hobby of talking about the domestic and international situation, and ignored it, which made him heave a sigh of relief.
Over the years, it's not that he didn't want to find other women. However, Tang Fengjiu was the only one, and he was taken by his good brother first. Even if he searched all over the world, there was no second one. Isn't it annoying?Besides, he's old too, he's 33, and he doesn't have the energy to play and chase the little girls anymore, so let this old uncle be spared.
Besides, the one who calls him uncle, isn't the little girl in front of him cuter?
This little girl who has refused to be braided by others since she got on the boat and said that she wants to come by herself will occasionally be too lazy to do two crooked little braids with burrs, so sometimes she simply hangs her long black hair everywhere. Run, at this moment she has come over, looking at him with a smile, Bao Buqu immediately bared his white teeth in response, thinking in his heart, does Yaya really like him?Hey, she has better eyesight than her mother,
"Uncle Bao, I have been observing for a month, and now I can say - you are a good person."
Look, Feng Jiu is good at everything if he has knowledge, but he has poor eyesight, so he is really devoted to Ning San.
He grinned a little wider, wanting to hear what other beautiful things his brother, the baby girl who loves her life, has to say, but what Yaya said next almost scared him, "However, my mother is Don't forget my father's."
I—was it that obvious?Bao Buqu looked around, but fortunately there was no one else, otherwise, his face would be burned with shame by a little girl.
He immediately cleared his face, and said solemnly: "Your father is defending the country, and uncle is protecting your mother for your father. That's all. I will definitely pay him back in the future. Don't believe me? Let's pull the hook."
When Yaya heard this, she immediately felt relieved, and stretched out her little finger to hang herself on the hook with Uncle Bao, who was very interesting, but sometimes seeing her mother's eyes made people feel uneasy, and it was not allowed to change for 100 years.
Feng Jiu was still asleep, looking ignorant, Bao Buqu wanted to pick her up, hesitated for a moment, then gently pushed her awake, advised her to go back to sleep in the cabin, so as not to catch a cold again.
After the New Year, on January 36, the [-]th year of the Republic of China, the ship finally sailed into the mouth of the Hudson River. People standing on the deck could already see the tall and majestic blue-green ancient Greek-style statue wearing a crown of seven stars. statue.
"Mom, New York is here! The Statue of Liberty!" Yaya pointed to her mother, and Feng Jiu smiled: Ten years ago, she was looking forward to, regretting, and even hating, but now , She was able to look at the stalwart statue holding the torch without any emotion, just like seeing a lamppost.
Her thoughts are still in Xi'an, on the cobalt blue Typhoon plane, her heart and eyes only know to look eastward, and the inside is full, all of which are as wide as the Pacific Ocean. Home and miss.
Qiu Sheng and Tang Zhikai came to meet them specially, and they said goodbye to each other when they met.They were also unexpectedly warmly welcomed by the former U.S. ambassador to China, Jason Kennedy and his wife of the Kennedy family. Fengjiu knew that this was arranged by Ning Zheng. He was afraid that he would encounter difficulties in the United States, so he wanted to borrow Kennedy Family connections, keep them safe.
Bao Buqu has been paying close attention to the domestic situation. Fortunately, the "Xi'an Incident" launched by Ning Zheng and Yang Zhongxiang on the [-]th of last month has passed its climax and is now in a stalemate. Covered, removed from the headlines of major newspapers, as long as you don’t look for it, you won’t see it; and wherever you go, including newsstands and building exterior walls, the upcoming movie "Good Earth" is posted everywhere. , which is based on the Pulitzer Prize-winning work of the famous author Pearl Buck, should cause a huge sensation.
Feng Jiu observed the expressions of the Qiusheng couple and the Kennedy couple calmly, and felt that at least Ning Zheng's life was safe, otherwise, their expressions would not have been so calm.
She felt that this pregnancy was unusual - she met Dianhong when she was on the ship, and after a moment of deliberation and told Bao Buqu, he was shocked and anxiously asked the captain to check the passenger list. A well-known obstetrician and gynecologist was found and hired on the spot to escort Fengjiu's health for the rest of the trip.
After Feng Jiu and Bao Buqu bid farewell to the Kennedys, the group was led by Qiu Sheng and his wife, boarded the train again, and arrived in Boston after more than a day of traveling: she didn’t want to stay in New York, where there are many Chinese, so she went straight to her destination without stopping. land.
They moved into the house of the Tang family here, but Bao Buqu found that it was not acceptable here either: the house was located in the town of Cambridge, within a few steps you could enter two universities—one Harvard and one Marie, and it was full of people who were naturally passionate about politics. The intellectuals, if they don't guarantee Qi Fengjiu, they can hear news about Ning Zheng, whether true or false, and he immediately asks Qiusheng and his wife if there is any remote country house to live in.
Qiu Sheng understood Bao BuQi's painstaking efforts as soon as he heard it. He said that when Tang Fengxian came to Boston, he specially went to the countryside to see it. He liked the land and scenery there very much, so he bought a large manor and put it there.
Bao Buqu saw that Feng Jiu and the children had regained their spirits after a night of rest, and immediately went to the country manor to settle down. After hearing this, Feng Jiu thought about it and agreed.So far, Fengjiu has not said a word about what happened in the country, so everyone is naturally happy to say nothing about it.It's really you guarding me and I guarding you, in fact, they all mean the same thing.
Fengjiu continued to give himself psychological counseling, and voluntarily rejected newspapers and radio broadcasts. In addition to leading the children to study, tell stories, and play around every day, he read books in various languages and various aspects, but this time the embarrassment was serious. , she was still haggard at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As soon as he arrived at the manor, Bao Buqu first gave a lecture to the American servants, telling them not to let any newspapers appear in the house, and not to discuss politics on weekdays. When the servants heard the strange request from the new master, they glanced at each other and accepted it obediently. up.
After settling down, Tang Zhikai left after leaving Qiu Sheng: The Tang family and his own business cannot be separated from others.
Fengjiu looked normal, but one day he suddenly passed out. This was probably the first time in his life. Mama Wu was so anxious that Bao Buqu was also taken aback. He quickly picked her up and stuffed her into the car, and drove smoothly to the Harvard University Hospital in Cambridge Fortunately, after some examinations, the doctor said that she was fine, just a little nervous breakdown.
Now that she is two months pregnant, she can't bear any stimulation; she even complains that Bao Buqu, the husband, is not considerate enough and makes his wife so nervous.
Bao Buqu remained silent, Feng Jiu was very embarrassed, so he quickly clarified, and the American doctor apologized embarrassingly.Bao Buqu hired a family doctor by the way, who could guarantee to see him at any time.
This part of the Boston countryside is untouched and beautiful.However, it was embarrassing to have no radio at all since then, so Bao Buyi gave full play to the strengths of the engineering man and modified several radios to only receive a few children's stations, and seriously told Feng Jiu that he must relax. Spirit, everything will wait for the child to be born safely.
Fengjiu looked at him busy in and out, felt grateful in his heart, and graciously agreed.
On weekdays, the children go to rural primary schools, and Tambur is taken by Aquarius; for ten days and a half months, Bao Buqu will take them to Boston and other big cities for fun.
Feng Jiu lived her life quietly, but she didn't realize that she was still different from before.
Wu Ma tried her best to use the scarce local ingredients in Massachusetts in various ways, and tried her best to make delicious food with Fengtian characteristics to nourish Fengjiu's body.
Everyone did their best to take care of her, even Longsheng, Yaya, and Tanbul became more and more sensible, always looking at her carefully, lest she might make a mistake; even when she frowns occasionally, they have to think about it. long time.
This is not the expression that a child should have, the life that a child should have. Fengjiu then reflected on whether she was not right: having to let them leave their father had already made Fengjiu heartbroken. I really became like the mother I couldn't let go of.
Fortunately, there is a beautiful well-equipped library in the small town, and there are also big-character books printed in huge fonts specially for elderly readers. This place quickly became Feng Jiu's favorite place, although newspapers and magazines are close at hand, It's rare for her to resist looking at it.
Far away from the former sensuality and flashy Vanity Fair, and returned to the life she was used to, Feng Jiu's heart gradually settled down.
One day, Feng Jiu was reading in the study when he heard a knock on the door. When he looked up, Bao Buqu stood at the door happily, "Feng Jiu, look who's coming to see you?"
Feng Jiu was taken aback, the tall smiling man who flashed out from behind Bao Buqu turned out to be a tiger head, she blinked, stood up quickly, and asked rather dullly: "You, why are you here? "
The tiger's head, which he hadn't seen for half a year, became even more tanned, and he was very handsome in a bomber jacket. He walked over neatly, looked her up and down, glanced at her slightly protruding pregnant belly, and immediately moved to her eyes, " Nanjing sent me to the United States to buy a plane, and I just finished my business, so I came to see you."
He suddenly noticed something, smiled comfortably, nodded and praised: "It looks good."
Fengjiu looked down at herself, only to find that the beige cardigan she was wearing was woven by Hutou for her, and she burst out laughing—this sweater has been worn for eight or nine years, but Fengjiu Jiu still likes it very much, and he never forgets to take it with him wherever he goes.
At this time, the feeling of reuniting with old friends after a long absence became real. She stretched out her hand with a smile, and Hutou immediately held it; He glanced at him, and he had no choice but to say: "You guys have a good chat." Then he walked out reluctantly.
Of course he and Hutou both knew about each other's existence, but he also saw Fengjiu's depression during this period, so Bao Buqu was actually very grateful to have an old friend from China to visit.
Hutou was probably warned by Bao Buyi, so the chats with Feng Jiu were all about the past when they were young, and interesting things about their respective college careers. The two of them tacitly agreed that neither of them would mention Ning Zheng.
Before leaving, Hu Tou suddenly held Feng Jiu's hand and said, "I still say the same thing, Feng Jiu, as long as I live, I will always be here."
Fengjiu suddenly burst into tears—she was pregnant for the third time, she became very emotional, and for various reasons, she always wanted to cry—Hutou lifted her chin, wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, After looking at her for a long time, he finally lowered his head and kissed her wet eyelashes reverently, then turned his face and kissed her lips.
This kiss is light and lingering, like the whistle of pigeons flying past in the clear sky, like the dewdrops falling from the lotus petals in Wuling Garden where they had been playing when they were young, or like, he painted on the kiss. The lily of the valley at the tail of the fighter plane is pure and sweet.
Fengjiu's mind went blank for a moment, and she forgot to push him away under shock, or, she probably would never be willing to push away her best friend since childhood.
After a long time, Hutou opened his eyes blushing. He stared at his sweetheart who had not closed his eyes. There was a trace of compassion and tolerance in her eyes that saw through the world. In his arms, "You are free now, and so am I. If I can come back alive, if he can no longer take care of you... I must be by your side."
After saying this, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he was relieved, straightened up and looked at her with a smile, kissed her on the cheek again, then turned and walked out of the living room.
After a long time, Feng Jiu took out his handkerchief and wiped his lips, saying to himself over and over in his heart, this is a tiger head, but... hey.
The days went on like this, and on September [-], [-], although it was ten days later than the expected date of delivery, Feng Jiu still gave birth to her and Ning Zheng's third son smoothly. The one who obviously stayed the longest in his mother's womb, but inexplicably weighed the least, made Bao Buqu look guilty, as if he didn't take good care of his brother's wife.
As usual, the task of naming a nickname was handed over to Yaya. Yaya, who had quickly become more sensible in the past six months, thought about it carefully for a long time, and discussed with Longsheng for a long time. The name is - An An.
Fengjiu was not as weak as before this time, so she took the confinement very seriously. Unexpectedly, after 30 days, Dr. Wu diagnosed her pulse and said that her pulse was unstable and her internal deficit was serious, and she had to come back for another month. When Jiu heard this, she wanted to pull out her hair.
But she is now a mother of three, no, four children, and her body is not her own, so she has to be persuaded to sit for another month.
Shuangyuezi naturally lives like a year. Although she always wants to see something in the eyes of Wu Ma, Qiu Sheng and Bao Buyi, it seems that they have all gone to Russia to study the "Actor's Self-cultivation" course, and they are not leaking. There is no flaw.
After finally finishing her confinement, she took care of herself in a clean and refreshing way—she had been acting like an ostrich for a whole year, and she couldn't bear it anymore.
Fengjiu intends to find Bao Buqu, but Qiu Sheng tells him to fly to the west coast of the United States.Fengjiu went back to the house in frustration, passed by the living room, and saw Yaya sitting in front of the coffee table showing a new toy to Tanbuer. Yaya was very sensible and always knew to lead his younger brother to play with it—a smooth oblong pear There are three thin columns erected on the wooden plank, and the leftmost one is surrounded by four concentric wooden rings ranging from small to large. Yaya asked Tanbuer to replace the four wooden rings on the rightmost column in turn. .
Tanbuer moved obediently, and Yaya corrected him again: "No, no, you can't put it aside, you can only use the pillar in the middle, and the big one can never crush the small one, understand?"
Feng Jiu looked interesting, stepped forward and asked what it was.When Yaya saw her mother, she cheered and rushed over to hug her. After twisting for a long time, she told her mother, "This is called the 'Tower of Hanoi', which is an interesting math game in ancient India. The last time Uncle Tiger came to For me, he knows I like math."
Yaya pointed to the other dozen or so pieces of wood piled on the table, "Uncle Hutou said it's a pity that there is not enough time, otherwise, he could make me a whole set of 64 pieces."
Only then did Feng Jiu find out that Hutou gave Yaya a gift again, and Yaya said, "Uncle Hutou scares people, saying that the universe will be destroyed the day the 64 pieces of wooden rings are removed."
Feng Jiu smiled and asked how did you know he was lying?Yayajinjin's little nose, "I did the math - even if the hand is fast enough, it only takes one second to move one piece, and it will take 32 years to move 130 pieces; the 64 pieces must be an astronomical figure. Almost, hundreds of billions of years."
After finishing speaking, looking at her mother triumphantly, Fengjiu kissed her little face appreciatively and said, "Ya Ya is right, don't blindly believe what other people say, but verify it through knowledge, and have your own opinions."
Yaya's eyes are bright, her mouth is pursed and her face is full of glory. She cares most about the evaluation from her mother, but suddenly her eyes darken, "But if it's what Dad said, I will believe it - because Dad never lied to me Suddenly thinking of something, she added in a low voice, "This time it doesn't count."
When Yaya first arrived in the United States, she always asked Fengjiu's father when he would come to see them, but gradually, he stopped asking.Feng Jiu can only hold her daughter in her arms now, shaking her left and right to comfort her.Ignored by his mother and sister for a long time, Tanbuer, who had been faithfully carrying out his sister's orders, finally ran over, trying to squeeze himself between the mother and daughter, and said with his big head up, "Mom! Sister! I finished!"
Feng Jiu and Yaya turned their heads together, and saw that the four wooden rings on the beautiful Tower of Hanoi were indeed neatly arranged on the right column from small to large.
After half a month, Fengjiu finally waited for Bao Buqu to come back—during this period, she could obviously ask Qiu Sheng, but she felt that only Bao Buqu could know the exact news about Ning Zheng, and she had been waiting for a year , not so short a while.
He raised his head and looked at her quietly, as if he had expected that she would come to her as soon as he came back, even the door was open, "You'an, I have endured it for so long, my body has recovered So, today, right now, tell me, what happened to him after so long? He’s still alive, right?”
When she first got off the boat, Feng Jiu was sure that Ning Zheng was still alive, but after so long, she had already started to waver.
Her voice became small and timid.
Bao Buqu felt a pain in his heart, the proud Lu Wei also had such a humble time, he nodded quickly, "Don't worry, he is still alive."
Feng Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly crumbling.
Bao Buqu was terrified, hurried over and hugged her who was pale in an instant, then flushed again, and helped her to sit on the sofa.
"That's great, that's great, as long as people are alive, then..." Feng Jiu couldn't continue, and the two lines shed tears.
Bao Buqu took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears.
"You'an, now, tell me from the beginning to the end, what Ruiqing has done, where he is now, and what situation he is in..."
"……it is good."
Bao Buqu said that within a few days after they left, Ning Zheng and Yang Zhongxiang put Mr. Jiang under house arrest and forced him to sign a pledge to resist the Japanese Communist Party; He agreed to release Jiang back to Nanjing; but then, in order to show his sincerity, some people with ulterior motives in Nanjing tried to provoke the civil war again and personally escorted the suspicious Jiang back. Zheng was later sentenced by a military court to ten years in prison.
"The outside world has always been very indignant, because at the time of the military remonstrance in Xi'an, Ruiqing would have killed him. Unexpectedly, he would continue to keep his word. Ruiqing made a huge self-sacrifice."
Feng Jiu was silent.
"The life and death of a country that benefits the country should not be avoided because of misfortune and good fortune", Feng Jiu thought, this must be the oath that Lin Zexu rang repeatedly in Ning Zheng's ears when he escorted Jiang back.
"Anything else, just tell me."
It is now the first ten days of December in the 26th year of the Republic of China, and the Anti-Japanese War broke out in full swing during the "July [-]th Incident". Subsequently, Beiping and Tianjin fell;
In August, the "Battle of Songhu" began. After three months of fierce fighting, Shanghai fell, and the Nanjing government had to move its capital to Chongqing.
"What about Ruiqing?!" When Feng Jiu heard this, his eyes were about to burst and his whole body trembled.Bao Buqu was so frightened that he hurriedly told him, "I was transferred by Lao Jiang to Xuedou Mountain in Fenghua, his hometown. It is safe and sound, so don't worry."
Only then did Feng Jiu calm down. Of course, they still had sufficient confidence in the Chinese army at this time. They could not have imagined that in half a month, Nanjing would become a hell on earth.
While listening to Bao Buqu's narration, Feng Jiu thought that Ning Zheng was being imprisoned in Xuedou Mountain at this time, and she seemed to be able to hear Ning Zheng's angry cry, "Send me to the front line! I would rather I don’t want to suffer this kind of humiliation even if I die in battle!”
Her heart seemed to be frying, her eyes were lowered, and her appearance was as calm as an old monk in meditation.
Seeing that she was so calm, Bao Buqu said, "There is another piece of news..." Bao Buqu's voice was completely low, unable to continue for a long time.
"I can hold on, tell me." Fengjiu's heart beat violently again, but this time, with palpitations, every breath of air she inhaled seemed to be torture, she hated herself for why still alive.
"Mr. Wei Yuanhua, he died a heroic martyr... Last month's No. 12, the Japanese invaders attacked Zhoujiakou Airport. He was flying the Il-[-] plane and died with the Japanese invaders. His captain was also killed at the same time. Fellow Gao Zhihang."
Feng Jiu's heart was like a turbulent sea, but his face didn't show it at all. Bao Buqu handed over a small package, "This is what he left for you. His colleagues inquired about my address in China and asked the servant to mail it to you. came."
This is a letter from home, and a small wooden sculpture.
Feng Jiu calmly unfolded the letter. Although people at that time had already used fountain pens, it was a farewell letter written in cursive script with an ancient writing brush—almost ten years of living in a foreign country, and Hutou never let his writing skills go to waste. , as in the past, Gaoxia is as bright as the moon, and it is as quiet and leisurely as the song of the phoenix blowing salary.
"My favorite Bong Goo:
Forgive me for not being able to wait for you any longer. "
Feng Jiu bit her fist, tears fell down, Bao Buqu took a handkerchief to dry her blurry eyes, she took a deep breath, and continued to read:
"If you can see this letter, then only one thing happened.
I am both happy and sad.
I wrote and tore up this letter, and there was not much ink left.
The war has begun in full swing, and I have long vowed to pledge myself to the country and fight against the Japanese invaders, but I regret that I have not had time to fight back to my hometown in the Northeast.
However, I believe that my comrades will surely realize everyone's wishes, and I am full of confidence in this.
It is a great fortune in life to be able to bury my bones in my mother country, die for her, and not be a lonely ghost in a foreign country.
How many people have no chance to find the one they love in their whole life; but since I was five years old, I have been with my sweetheart day and night for eleven years, fortunately, it is enough to comfort my whole life.
With the blessing of two kinds of luck, there will be no regrets in this life.
At that time, it was not until I was studying alone on the other side that I finally understood what a treasure I had lost.
Don't feel sorry for me—the mood at this moment is like when my mother was still alive, a five-year-old child returned home from abroad, holding Yi's favorite fried chestnuts in sugar.It's snowing outside, and it's warm inside.Yi sat by the fire doing needlework, occasionally slipping an embroidery needle through her hair, and smiled back at me.
This little statue, promise me, will you keep it with you from now on?Even if your husband doesn't like it.
Although I don't want to admit it, despite the current difficulties, you will eventually be together again.
General Ning is a great patriot, and I admire him from the bottom of my heart.
He loves you as much as I do.
I thought, as a person who has no faith, is it still too late to pray?Half of the wandering soul will be with my mother forever, while the other half is eagerly hoping for a resting place for it, so please allow me to accompany you forever in this way.
Just cry for me for a long time, not much, I will be uneasy.
I also want to tell you the same as you told me when I went to the United States, work hard to add food, open your heart, and be a strong and good mother.
The pen is bald, the ink is dry, the paper is short and the love is long. Say goodbye to Qing, and see you in the next life.
Hutou must write Double Tenth Festival in Zhoujiakou"
Feng Jiu silently picked up the small wooden sculpture: this is a Hawker three-wing military aircraft, and a young man and a woman are sitting in it. The man has a long face, handsome eyebrows, and a smile on his lips; She has an oval face with a big braid of oily pine and no facial features.
Bao Buqu at the side could tell at a glance that this was Feng Jiu's appearance before he was married.
"Is there any news? You'an, don't hide it from me." Feng Jiu asked calmly, rubbing the statue under his hands slowly.
"Madam Ning passed away in May..."
"Grandma..." Feng Jiu murmured. "Is there anything else?" She looked calm, Bao Buqu observed carefully, and felt that her psychological endurance was very strong, so why not...
"Mr. Ji Songling and Ms. Wu Meilan have passed away."
"..." Feng Jiu suddenly stood up in disbelief and stared at Bao Buyi, the statue in his hand fell to the sofa, "How could it be?!"
Bao Buqu gritted his teeth, and told the whole story, "At the end of January this year, Chief of Staff Ji had been suppressing the plan of the young Ningjun faction to forcibly rescue Ruiqing, but they entered the bedroom in the middle of the night and shot him dead; Mrs. Ji stood in front of him and was killed first. .”
The Ning Army has lost its coach Ning Zheng, and lost another soul figure, Ji Songling. The Ning Army dominated most of the Republic of China era, and has since fallen apart.
This was the straw that broke the camel's back.
Bao Buqu watched the change of Fengjiu, who was originally peaceful, and immediately regretted it: just for a moment, she began to shake her lips, her face turned pale, and it took a long time before she uttered a heart-piercing cry like a little girl. Wu Ma and Qiu Sheng, who were secretly hiding outside the study to avoid accidents, listened, and burst into tears—this movement was only made when the ten-year-old Feng Jiu said goodbye to the dying Mrs. Tang.
Feng Jiu felt that the world was spinning, the voices were noisy, many people came and went in a mess, she fell down straight, unconscious...
There was a stabbing pain in his arm, Feng Jiu woke up in a daze, someone was arguing next to his ear,
"Mr. Bao, why don't you know how to share the bad news one after another with my girl?"
"I just thought, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and it's better to explain clearly at once. I didn't expect... Sorry, Qiu Sheng."
In other words, the bad news she heard before she fainted was true.
Why do people grow up?At that time, she and her best friend, Melanie, had such a happy life - Siping Street, Snow Cream Cheese, Panshan, Red Beach, Crane, Falling Water, Flying Crab...
They were life and death friends who had such a beautiful girlhood time.At that time, her Hutou brother only had light sorrows and no national hatred.
I blame myself, if I hadn't married Ning Zheng, wouldn't Melanie have known Ji Songling, wouldn't have married him, wouldn't have lost her life at a young age, and the little Longsheng wouldn't have died Father, mother is gone too.
The relationship between their husband and wife is as deep as the ocean, and Fengjiu can imagine that Melanie's fearless expression standing in front of her husband when she is about to leave must be without complaint or regret.
She didn't want to wake up, didn't want to wake up, Hutou, Melanie, Ji Songling, and her lover who was imprisoned... At that moment, even Yaya, Tanbuer, and even the newborn An An were put aside by her. back of my head.
Her consciousness gradually blurred, trying to sink into the sea of nothingness, the land of forgetting worries, and escape from this suffocating reality forever.
Suddenly, she heard mournful cries, "Godmother, godmother...you can't leave us!"
Who is whimpering?With a cool young voice?Is it Long Sheng who is usually the calmest, with no expression of emotions or anger?
She woke up in a jerk - she couldn't escape, absolutely not, how could she be worthy of Long Sheng?How can he be worthy of his parents who died unjustly?
She slowly opened her eyes...
Feng Jiu was in a coma for two days, and what Bao Buqu and the others saw on the third day was already a Feng Jiu who was no different mentally from a few years ago. Like the third son of her elder brother, she is more and more loving towards Yaya and Tanbul, but when facing Longsheng, her clear eyes often lose the blue sky-like blue in an instant, and instead have a few red threads floating.
After a while, Tang Du, Tang Fengxian and his father and son family, who fled from Suzhou to the Shanghai Concession in a hurry to escape the war, but couldn't stay there soon, arrived in the United States first, and then Longsheng's grandparents were also entrusted by Fengjiu to impress. Jager found it, and together with his wife, Ge Luoli, brought the old couple to Boston, so the country manor of Ning's House became more and more lively.
Grandma and grandpa came, Yaya Tanbuer was ecstatic, Longsheng was ecstatic, not to mention uncle, and two elder brothers who were neither bitter nor salty. When they arrived in Chicago, Gloria's father lived there with their young daughter. Fortunately, they were both on the East Coast, so they walked around from time to time.
From then on, the family was full of people, the children ran around, and the whole manor was filled with the smoke and fire of the world. A while ago, all the cautious servants were relieved a lot, and those who were forced to flee again or even fled the country A long-lost smile finally appeared on Tang Du's face.
It's just that Fengjiu loves to hug Longsheng when she has nothing to do, until one time Yaya whispered to her: "Mom, don't hug brother Lailai all the time, he is an adult, I think it's quite awkward."
Feng Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing, yes, Long Sheng is already ten years old, he is a big boy.
"Long Sheng, I want to talk to you about your father and mother." Finally one day, she felt that it was time.She stroked Longsheng's hair, it was neither limp nor hard, just like his increasingly hot and cold personality.
"They're all gone, right?" Long Sheng asked softly.
He is a sensitive child, and he has long noticed that the godmother's mood is not right.
Feng Jiu choked up, nodded slowly, "Yes."
"Are they together?"
"……Yes."
Long Sheng suddenly breathed out, "My mother, as long as my father is enough, then I can rest assured."
Fengjiu was in unbearable pain, knelt on the ground, hugged the sensible child into his arms, burst into tears, and briefly recounted the situation at that time.
"Godmother, I still have you, Ya Ya, Tanbuer, An An, grandma and grandpa, Grandma Wu, Aunt Qiu, and Uncle Bao... You see, I still have a lot more..." Many relatives."
Long Sheng pulled her up, pushed her down on the sofa and sat down, took her hand beside him, and said solemnly: "My father died for patriotism, and my mother died for my father. A worthy death. My father can always be with my mother, which is already very good..." After speaking, the ten-year-old boy in front of him also burst into tears.
"Longsheng..." Feng Jiu hugged Longsheng and cried loudly, venting almost all the worries and anger that had been pent up in his heart for a year.
(End of this chapter)
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