Such stars and such moons: Qian Zhongshu and Yang Jiang's unparalleled love

Chapter 10 Hand in hand: warmth is on the road (3)
In a hurry, she stood on the wooden box placed on the balcony, jumped sideways, put her left hand on the lower edge of the transom, pressed her head against the transom and got in, and her upper body also got in. She forgot how the lower body got in. But she just slipped in.

It was really a near miss.She hurried to the living room to get a bunch of keys on the table and fastened them to her belt.When Zhongshu came back from get out of class, Yang Jiang, who was full of wisdom in life, had recovered his calm, as if nothing had happened.

In a blink of an eye, a school year has passed.After Qian Zhongshu's exam, the two left their luggage at Ms. Da Lei's house, and went to London and Paris for "exploration".Before leaving, Yang Jiang made an appointment with Ms. Da Lei that they would move into her another slightly larger house after the summer vacation.

Yang Jiang said: "This school year should be the most relaxed and happy year in my life, and it is also the year I study hardest. Apart from being homesick, I can say that I have no worries."
Qian Zhonghan traveled to Germany and Northern Europe by himself on a bicycle during the summer vacation, so they lost their guide in London and had to continue exploring by themselves: from the apartment to Hyde Park, to the second-hand bookstore on Tottenham Road, from the zoo Go to the botanical garden, walk from the rich area of ​​the west end to the slums of the east end.

When they arrived in Paris, before they had time to appreciate the different French style, Qian Zhongshu received a telegram from the government authority, sending him to attend a meeting in Geneva, Switzerland as a representative of the "World Youth Congress", and Yang Jiang was also arrested by a resident. At the invitation of the Communist Party members in Paris, he became the Communist Party representative of the "World Youth Congress".

In this way, the husband and wife went to Geneva together.In this regard, Yang Jiang proudly emphasized: "I went to Switzerland with Zhong Shu. I have my own identity, and I didn't follow."
During the meeting, both of them participated in every important meeting, but when they encountered a meeting that could slip away, they all fled and continued their unknown "adventure".Once, the two walked endlessly on the narrow and uneven mountain road, and they came to the edge of Lake Leman unknowingly. They wanted to circle the lake on a whim, but then the lake became wider and wider, and there was no way to circle around it.

After the conference ended, the two went to Paris for a week or two before returning to Oxford.Some people say that there must be at least two impulses in one's life, one for a desperate love, and one for a walk-away trip.So, like them, what kind of romance would it be to take a casual trip with someone you love?

I still remember the eternal melody of that old song: "The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you slowly, and save every little bit of laughter along the way, and save it for later sitting in a rocking chair and chatting slowly until we are old You can't go anywhere, and you still regard me as a treasure in your palm..."
Time seems to have stood still. How many people cried this song, and how many people woke up again.After the passage of time, how many people envy such a life.The years are mottled, the face is haggard, and the temples are old, but the lovers are still close together.This kind of love, this kind of marriage is a quality life.

Romance in the secular world is embellished in every bit of life.The deep love is silent, the still water flows deep, a warm breakfast cooked by oneself, a dish that the other party has been talking about for a long time, even if it is just a thoughtful word of care, it can warm the lover's heart.

Youth, life, and the past are always true when you look back suddenly.Decades later, Qian Zhongshu also said this sentence: "Before I saw her, I never thought of getting married; I married her for decades, and I never regretted marrying her; I never thought of marrying someone else." woman."
sprout of life
Life is short and there will always be regrets.Therefore, pessimists believe that the essence of life is nothingness, while optimists believe that there is an incomplete beauty between gains and losses.Regardless of poverty or wealth, mortals will be buried one day, so people pay special attention to the inheritance and continuation of blood.

The significance of children to Chinese people is far greater than that of the West.In ancient times, there was a precept that "there are three kinds of unfilial piety, and the greatest is to have no descendants".Now it will eventually turn into dust and return to the earth. Then, I am afraid that only a clear cry of a baby can save this proposition about life.

Of course, as far as Qian Zhongshu and his wife are concerned, they are definitely not so narrow-minded.The inheritance of life is just an abstract law, and the warmth and touch that can be captured everywhere in life is the most important.On the way back to Oxford from Paris, they also reaped the fruits of love happily──unknowingly, a little life began to conceive and grow.

When Yang Jiang began to notice the subtle changes in her body, her heart was full of anticipation and novelty.Like all young couples, they often discussed the future of this baby, imagining everything that was coming.Qian Zhongshu even secretly hoped that the one who will be born is a daughter, who will grow into a perfect woman who is as gentle and intelligent as his wife in the future.

In Yang Jiang's mind, she expects her child to be as knowledgeable and wise as her husband in the future.It can be seen that they all project everything they love most onto their children.Similarly, it can also be seen that in their mutual hearts, each other is the most perfect other half.

In a strange country, it is a different career, and there are various challenges that come one after another every day.This little joy is their sweetest harvest.Later, their wishes became a reality, and their daughter Qian Yuan was as warm and generous as her mother, and as educated as her father.

One side is studies, the other side is the crystallization of love.Qian Zhongshu and his wife lived a fulfilling and beautiful life.As the months went by, Yang Jiang's pregnancy reaction became more and more intense. In the sweet torment, she had to adjust her focus to the child and create all the conditions to ensure her healthy birth.

It is a woman's nature to conceive life. She often touches her belly lightly, feeling the baby's small hands and feet stretched out suddenly. She feels that the private conversation between them has started like this.There are many imperfections in this world, but they are willing to fill them with love.

It is no exaggeration to say that even for two world-renowned writers, their most important works are still children.In order to provide his wife with a good production environment and to ensure the health of the baby, Qian Zhongshu searched a lot of information, consulted many professionals, and finally booked a single ward for Yang Jiang's maternity hospital in the UK. , and asked the dean to introduce expert doctors to them.The dean recommended Dr. Spence to Qian Zhongshu, who was the best doctor in the hospital, and his home was very close to the residence of Qian Zhongshu and his wife.

For women, childbirth is a painful and challenging process.Afterwards, she doesn't even want to recall that day.She seemed to have exhausted all her strength and passed out for a while.Fortunately, everything went well in the end. When she opened her eyes, she saw everyone's anxious eyes, and there were many nurses around the bed.

"You're the bravest woman we've ever met," they said with admiration. She was wrapped in a flannel bag like a rice dumpling, smiling weakly.She calmly listened to the nurses talking about the thrilling process, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.When asked why she didn't yell loudly, she said flatly: "Since yelling still hurts, why bother wasting energy?" The nurses were even more dumbfounded, marveling at the resilience of this Chinese woman.

For Qian Zhongshu, it was an uncomfortable day.During the whole process, he couldn't see his wife, but he couldn't rest assured no matter what, like an ant on a hot pot.In one day, he came to the maternity hospital four times. After being persuaded by the doctor to go back, he was still worried and came back again.There is no direct bus between the apartment and the hospital, so he walks back and forth four times a day, which shows his anxiety.

After the baby was born, the hospital told Qian Zhongshu that it was a daughter. Qian Zhongshu's wish came true, and he couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear, but the mother was too weak, and the hospital still forbade them to meet, so he had to leave alone again.It wasn't until Yang Jiang was completely out of danger and came to his senses that he finally saw his wife and daughter whom he had longed for.

Throughout the ages, literary masters are all talented, but there is also an unwritten rule that if they encounter things around them, they will become clumsy in eloquence.Seeing the white and chubby newborn, Qian Zhongshu was naturally excited, but his mind was blank, unable to utter a single line of poetry or beautiful vocabulary, he just smirked and said: "This is my daughter, I like it."
Facing the greatest joy in life, only the most unpretentious language can explain it.No one knows him better than Yang Jiang.She understood what kind of uncontrollable shock and surprise was hidden in her husband's clumsy words.

During the recuperation period, the nurses often teased Yang Jiang with a smile. It is a blessing to have such a good husband. On the day of giving birth alone, they went back and forth four times.When Yang Jiang heard this, she realized how much her husband cared about her and her children. She felt a warm current in her heart, and at the same time felt a little distressed. She was worried that Qian Zhongshu would be tired because her studies were already heavy.

After having a child, Qian Zhongshu loves his wife even more.He will never forget the day his daughter was born, his hands trembling with fear.In the years that followed, he often repeated a sentence on his daughter's birthday: "This is your mother's good day." They jointly named their daughter Yuan, and devoted all their love and protection to Yuan .

The birth of A Yuan inspired the lives of Qian Zhongshu and Yang Jiang, and further sublimated their love.There is another small fulcrum in the world of two people, which makes this relationship more stable.

Neither Qian Zhongshu nor Yang Jiang liked politics, but the situation was so compelling that they had to make a choice.This is the eve of the Second World War. Most of the territory of the motherland has fallen one after another. France is eyeing up to Nazi Germany. What should they do?
During their studies at the University of Paris, they had intended to study for a degree and had already begun preparations for their doctoral dissertation.But now, France is not a place to stay for a long time. They have no intention of staying, and they just want to return to the motherland they miss.

(End of this chapter)