Chapter 97 won

Seven years of war have dragged people down to their last breath.Lin Huiyin's condition was deteriorating, and she often felt severe pain in her bladder, which made her feel desperate. In the summer of 1945, Fairbank's wife Fei Weimei came to Chongqing as the cultural attaché of the American embassy.Sicheng met her in Chongqing, and together with her experienced the unforgettable carnival night when the Japanese Emperor announced his unconditional surrender. When news of the victory came, people were unprepared.It was around 8:00 pm on August 10, 1945.The midsummer night in Chongqing was extremely hot. After Sicheng and Fei Weimei had dinner together at the American embassy, ​​they sat on the hill in front of the embassy to enjoy the shade.The buildings along the mountain on the other side of the river are lit up layer by layer, and the bright lights are reflected on the river surface, giving a feeling of heaven and earth in a trance.

Sicheng was talking to Weimei about Tagore's visit to Beijing long ago, when all of a sudden, the surroundings fell silent.People listened quietly, and there was a long-lasting siren in the distance. No, this is not the usual air defense siren, and the siren on the river blew.People chirping subduedly at first, then someone running in the street, then "Victory! Victory"!Cheers, shouts, and exploding firecrackers rang out, and everyone in the city ran to the street. Sicheng and Weimei also came to the street.There are laughing crowds everywhere, waving flags and V-sign signs everywhere, the red light of fireworks and the white light of searchlights interweave into dazzling light bands in the night sky, and jeeps, big trucks and buses full of celebrating crowds spontaneously Formed a parade of convoys.People shook hands with each other in the car to celebrate the victory.

When Sicheng returned to the guest house of Academia Sinica, it was already late at night, and he saw the scholars gathered there laughing and talking happily, drinking a bottle of liquor that had been stored for a long time to celebrate the victory. Sicheng suddenly felt lost, and waited for 8 years, but when the victory came, he was not by Huiyin's side. Fei Weimei understood Sicheng's feelings. With her efforts, a U.S. military pilot agreed to drive a C-47 transport plane to take Sicheng and her to Yibin, from where it was much closer to Lizhuang. Huiyin was lying on the bed, looking pale and thin, and she and Fei Weimei embraced and wept.They told each other what happened in their lives in the past 10 years of parting.The hard life and the torture of long-term illness made Huiyin's feelings and thoughts much deeper.

Fei Weimei couldn't help sighing: "Where did those intellectuals who gathered in Beizongbu Hutong go in the early 1930s? Back then, they were almost as far away from the reality of China as foreigners. After so many years of turbulent and difficult lives How much they changed after that! The next day, Huiyin got out of bed.Although she was very weak, she decided to go to the teahouse in the town with Fei Weimei to celebrate the victory of the War of Resistance.Huiyin was sitting in a sedan chair. She lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, greedily breathed in the fresh air outside, and looked at everything outside with joy: the blue sky, the fields and the fresh scenery along the way, and strange faces.

Fei Weimei brought Huiyin medicine to treat lung disease.Afterwards, she left Lizhuang and made an appointment with Huiyin in Chongqing. Huiyin was eager to leave Lizhuang and go to Chongqing. Finally, Huiyin arrived in Chongqing accompanied by Sicheng.This is the first time she has left Lizhuang in five years.Her body was very weak, and she couldn't move around after arriving in Chongqing, so she could only stay in the Central Research Guest House.Fei Weimei sometimes drove her to Chongqing Xiaowai in a jeep to pick up her son Congjie who was studying in Nankai Middle School, and sometimes took her for a drive on the street.On the street, Huiyin's gaze cannot be separated from those colorful people and those beautiful clothes. It has been five years! She has returned to a modern life.