Sir,Your Wife Escape Again

As soon as the first month passed, the weather began to warm up.

The artillery fire finally stopped for a few minutes, the Japanese puppet government was established in Nanjing, and Shanghai had a temporary peace.

But in such an environment, it is very difficult to make a living.

Rice is already a sky high price, vegetables and fruits have become a luxury, let alone meat dishes.

Gu's salary is not high, her mother and sister are hard to live, and the crops in her hometown have no harvest because of the war, so she can only rely on herself.

She was careful to live without causing trouble or illness.

Fortunately, we don't have to pay the rent. When the war is over, we will give it to the landlady once and for all.

After Zhang Xinmei's activities, the next day the people in Hongmen disappeared.

Gu Zhen has been ill since then.

She had a low fever on and off, and she felt very sad every day, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Half a month later, her mood gradually stabilized and her illness gradually improved.

Zhang Xinmei asked someone to give her a dish, including ribs, old hen, live fish, apples and various vegetables.

At the same time, he also gave her a telegram from Si yuzao.

"Yuzao has been thinking about you. Let me always come to see you. Do you need to tell her about your illness? " Zhang Xinmei asked.

Gu Xu shook his head: "no, Jiuye, I'm fine."

"Then you stew the hen to make up for yourself." Zhang Xinmei said, "there is a shortage of medicine in Shanghai today. Minor diseases can kill people. Be careful yourself."

Gu Zhen said, "yes.".

Time goes by.

The jujube trees at the gate of lane hall germinate and blossom, shade in midsummer and bear fruit in autumn.

Winter comes and summer goes, from spring to autumn.

Gu Zhen didn't see Bai Xian again for eight months, and this person disappeared completely from her world.

Sometimes she would think: the fire in Hongmen often killed people. Would he have died somewhere before he knew it?

At this thought, she felt cold for no reason.

An autumn rain, summer all subsided, Gu Zhen and a few women in the lane on Saturday at the door chatting in the sun.

She was looking at her quilt and knitting a scarf for this winter.

"Miss Gu, try the dates." A woman came back from the door with a long bamboo pole.

The jujubes at the mouth of the lane are ripe and almost picked.

Gu Xu tasted one, but it was not very ripe.

"It's sweet." She's a guest.

The other women also tasted it and said with a smile, what's sweet about Miss Gu's good words?

Several people were talking when two of the attendants brought in a big basket.

"Miss Gu's guest?" Several women said with a smile, their faces brightened.

In the past eight months, Zhang Xinmei was entrusted by Yu Zao to send her four supplies.

Gu Zhen was friendly to his neighbors and gave it to them every time.

"A telegram from Miss Smith." The entourage put the things down and handed Gu Xu a piece of paper by the way.

Yu Zao said in the telegram that she wanted to eat the sour beans made by Gu Zhen.

Last time it was midsummer, beans just appeared on the market, Gu Zhen took some to Zhang Xinmei, let her bring yuzao. It's too hot. She's afraid that yuzao can't eat. Sour beans are just appetizing and can serve.

Unexpectedly, yuzao is addicted.

"Thank you very much." Gu Xu said to the two attendants that he gave them a handful of money.

They pushed and accepted.

Gu Xu opened the basket, and sure enough, there was rice and meat.

She left two or three meals for herself, and the rest for her neighbors. In such a time of war, she was alone in Shanghai. How could she do without any help?

Neighbors are more reliable when they are away from home.

After the division, Gu Zhen sends a telegram back to Yu Zao.

The next day was Sunday. It was a sunny day. She packed two cans of sour beans, which she had prepared last time, and a telegram to go back to find Zhang Xinmei.

She knows Zhang Xinmei's home.

Zhang Xinmei's family, anyone can go, no privacy.

The building in his house is very empty. I heard that he bought it all.

There are three brand-new luxury cars parked downstairs, and a few people dressed as entourage are standing downstairs smoking.

"Is he a guest?" Gu Wei thought.

She should have made a phone call first, but she never took the initiative to contact Zhang Xinmei, and did not know his phone number.

She had to go upstairs with a stiff upper lip.

The door of Zhang Xinmei's house was not closed, and several guests came.

Gu Zhen called "Jiu Ye" at the door.

Zhang Xinmei stood up and nodded to her: "did you send things here?"

"Yes." Gu Xu lowered his head.

Zhang Xinmei said, "come in first."

He led Gu Xu to his study.

Gu Xu walked in. When he passed the living room, he saw a guest sitting on the sofa near the south. He suddenly tensed.He didn't move. The whole body froze.

Gu Xu just passed by him, and Yu Guang glanced at him.

She doesn't know.

This is a guest in a white shirt. The material of the dress is very good. It looks very expensive.

Gu Zhen doesn't know many people in Shanghai, and has nothing to do with Zhang Xinmei's social circle. His distinguished guests can't be the people she knows.

Therefore, she only regarded it as her own illusion and stepped into Zhang Xinmei's study.

In her ears, she heard other guests ask, "are you OK, master Bai?"

She doesn't know Bai.

She handed the jar of sour beans to Zhang Xinmei and took out her telegram to Yu Zao.

Zhang Xinmei looked. She said in the telegram that she was very well and would probably return to the countryside soon.

"Are you going back to the country?" he asked curiously

While they were talking, Zhang Xinmei didn't close the door of the study. His voice could be heard faintly outside.

Gu's voice was very light: "I have this plan. In our newspaper, four people went to work as front-line reporters, and two died, one of whom was our boss. "

Zhang Xinmei was surprised, heavy and funny: "your boss went to the front line in person? How competitive is the press? "

"No, he is sincere." Gu Wei sighed, "although the landlady is still running the newspaper, she has repeatedly proposed to close the door and go back to her hometown, but she can't let go of the boss's will.

Recently, two more colleagues left their jobs and returned home. The newspaper is on the verge of collapse. Most of them will close at the end of the year. It's impossible to open next year. I have to leave sooner or later. "

Zhang Xinmei thought about it and asked, "can I help you find another job?"

"No Gu Wei grinned bitterly, "the rice and oil in Shanghai are too expensive. The salary is not enough for me to eat. I'd better go back to the countryside. I have some grain in my old house, so I won't be hungry when I go back. "

Zhang Xinmei stopped persuading her.

He said, "tell me when you want to leave, and I'll send someone to see you off. This road is blocked by gunfire. There are wars everywhere. The train can't go. It's inconvenient for you to go out as a woman. In case of any mistake, yuzao must be very sad. "

In front of Si yuzao's face, he always dislikes her, but he does everything behind her. He doesn't want to make Yu Zao sad at all.

Gu chin.

After a few simple greetings, she asked about Yu Zao's recent situation and said, "you still have guests, so I won't delay you."

Zhang Xinmei sent her out.

When he went out, the noble guest who had just been very nervous seemed to tighten his body again, but now he had psychological preparation, and the tightness was just a moment, and he immediately returned to normal.

Gu Zhen didn't look at him any more. Zhang Xinmei sent her downstairs.

"I'll take the tram to go back by myself. I don't need to see you off again." Gu Zhudao.

Zhang Xinmei said, "go back slowly."

Gu Xu nodded.

She was about to leave when footsteps came up the stairs.

Zhang Xinmei looked at the man, patted him on the shoulder, and went upstairs without saying anything.

That person looked at Gu Xu to have already crossed the road, immediately ran past: "Miss Gu."