Chapter 82 There is only a thin line between life and death

As soon as October enters, Changsha has continuous rainy weather.Looking out from the narrow patio, the eaves leaked the continuous stream of rain, and the sky was gray and hazy.Huiyin had a stomachache, and she lay on the bed with a quilt on her body, and the things in the room smelled musty and damp. Sicheng's younger brother, Siyong's family also came to Changsha, and the Institute of History and Philology of the Academia Sinica where Siyong works will be relocated to Kunming.Thinking of becoming the future plan of the Constructing Society, he is also planning to go to Kunming. Sicheng and Huiyin discussed the relocation.The baby and the little brother were playing with rainwater at the door, their clear laughter was the only bright color in this gloomy day.

Huiyin was not feeling well and was in a bad mood.To go, or not to go? If you want to go to Kunming, you'd better go as soon as possible.If you don't go, the weather will be cold, and there will be many difficulties in climbing mountains and ridges, raining and snowing along the way.But even if they leave immediately, roughly calculated, in addition to the expenses on the road, the family will only have about 300 yuan left on hand when they arrive in Kunming.The society has no source of funds now, they have no income, and with the little money they have, the whole family is living in the remote southwest, what should they do?

As a result of the discussion, Sicheng and Huiyin decided to stop for a few days to see the situation.Sicheng intends to contact the "Sino-American Boxer Indemnity Foundation" to see if he can apply for a research fund for the Construction Society. The next day, the sky cleared up and the sun came out from the clouds. The sky was not as blue as it was during the war, and there were leisurely white clouds in the sky.What a beautiful sunshine. Huiyin dried the damp quilts and clothes one by one, moved the broken rattan chair in the house to the narrow porch, and squinted to enjoy the rare sunshine.She chatted with Sicheng who was in the room one after another.

Suddenly, there was a huge roar in the air, which was the familiar sound of fighter jets flying by. "Is it a Chinese plane?" Sicheng asked Huiyin.He ran to the porch and set up an awning to look at the sky, because they hadn't heard the air raid siren beforehand. There were deafening explosions in the distance and near, mixed with the sharp whistling of shells passing through the air. My God! It's the bombing by Japanese planes! Without time to think about anything, it was entirely out of instinct, Huiyin and Sicheng picked up a child and ran downstairs with their grandmother.

Before they could get out of the yard, a bomb exploded very close to them.The house suddenly fell apart, and Huiyin was thrown up by the air waves, holding his younger brother in his arms.She opened her eyes, only to find that she and her child were fine.The house began to rattle and rattle, and the door and window glass, partitions, roof, and ceiling all collapsed.Without a moment's hesitation, Huiyin and Sicheng rushed out of the courtyard to the street filled with black smoke. They ran to the temporary university.The plane started a new round of dive, Huiyin and Sicheng stopped in despair, and the family clung to each other tightly.Anyway, I can't run away, so the whole family should die together!

There was another explosion, and the impact point was the temporary university campus they were going to run to just now. Looking back at the residence they just left, it has become a pile of ruins.There is only a thin line between life and death. After the gunpowder smoke dissipated, the shock calmed down a bit, and they pulled out their few remaining belongings from the ruins, so they had to go to a friend's house to stay overnight. Zhang Xiruo rented two houses, vacating one for Huiyin and Sicheng's family, while his own family of five squeezed into the other.