Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven

For the citizens of Chongqing, after the large-scale bombing from May 3rd to 4th, it seemed to be an ironclad rule that Japanese planes would inevitably bomb them when the weather was clear.Therefore, when the air raid siren sounded on this blue sky and white cloud day, people no longer panicked, and just searched for air-raid shelters and other shelters step by step.Some people even simply ignore the deafening roar of planes and bomb explosions, and regard them as an integral part of daily life. Under the shadowless lights in the reconstructed operating room of Jimin Hospital, He Xuezhu and several nurses were rescuing a wounded man on the operating table.He Xuezhu was the chief surgeon, and kept taking various instruments from the nurses. Their gloves were all stained with blood.The parts of He Xuezhu's face not covered by the mask were already covered with sweat.The sound of explosions from the city outside came faintly, shaking the walls and ceiling of the operating room.

He Xuezhu's expression was calm: No. 3 forceps. The nurse handed the pliers to He Xuezhu's hand. He Xuezhu: I caught it.wipe sweat. The nurse quickly wiped the sweat from her forehead. Another nurse: Heart rate drops, blood pressure drops! He Xuezhu: Breathing? Another nurse: Breathing tense. He Xuezhu nervously continued the operation.The nurse in charge of monitoring the wounded yelled again: the heartbeat continued to slow down...it stopped! He Xuezhu ordered: Forced breathing! She then threw away the instrument in her hand and began compressive artificial pacing.After being busy for a while, He Xuezhu finally gave up.She lifted the sheet on the operating table, covered the dead wounded's face, and took off her own mask.

He Xuezhu frustrated: send it away. Outside the operating room, there were two stretcher carts waiting outside.A stretcher quickly took away the corpse of the wounded who had just come off the operating table, and another quickly pushed the person who was about to be operated into the operating room. He Xuezhu took off the bloody gloves and walked out of the operating room with a tired face, ready to take a rest.An officer who had been waiting here hastily greeted him: Is it Dean He? He Xuezhu: Yes. Officer: I'm from Air Defense Command. He Xuezhu: I still have surgery. Officer: I am under orders.

He Xuezhu: What's the matter, tell me quickly. Officer: The ambulance team is short on manpower, we have mobilized all the forces we can.But many ambulance team members have no experience in first aid and cannot carry out on-site rescue.The headquarters asks you to send some doctors as soon as possible, and assign them to the ambulance team, so that a little on-site treatment can be carried out.Otherwise, the casualties will be even greater. He Xuezhu looked helpless: the hospital can no longer support it, and the ambulance team we sent out suffered heavy casualties, where can I find a doctor for you?

Officer: Dean He, you have to find someone no matter what. There are no doctors or nurses, even someone with a little medical knowledge is fine! He Xuezhu: No one left. Officer: Dean, you can't just ignore death! He Xuezhu pondered for a while, and said: Let me think of a way. The officer said gratefully: "It's not about finding a solution, but about finding someone."I say goodbye! He Xuezhu watched the officer leave, thought for a while, walked through the overcrowded corridor, and walked into the pediatric ward.The pediatric ward was also overcrowded, and most of the wounded were children.Sun Xiangmeng was busy among the hospital beds, when he saw He Xuezhu coming in, he hurried up to meet him.

He Xuezhu: Xiao Sun, how is the situation here? Sun Xiangmeng: There are too many patients, and it is impossible to keep busy. He Xuezhu: Go and join the ambulance team right away. The situation outside is even worse and you need on-site treatment. Sun Xiangmeng: But I am a pediatrician. He Xuezhu: I can't control that much anymore!I will transfer a few more people, no matter what the subject is, as long as they know how to stop bleeding and bandage.you go!Just do me a favor. Sun Xiangmeng: Alright, then here... He Xuezhu: I'll find a way to arrange it. Sun Xiangmeng: All right.

At dusk, the bombing had stopped, but many places in downtown Chongqing were still ablaze. The window glass of Xia Chengyuan's house has been completely broken, and some old newspapers are used to temporarily paste it.The dim electric light was on in the room, and Xia Chengyuan was drawing blueprints in front of the table full of bomb parts.Xiaohua has gone to bed.Sun Xiangmeng tidied up the room, came over and sat down beside Xia Chengyuan. During the daytime bombing, two bombs fell on Xiaohua's kindergarten, and the kindergarten was completely destroyed.Fortunately, there is a large air-raid shelter next to the kindergarten, and Xiaohua and other children did not have any accidents.Sun Xiangmeng joined the ambulance team and was busy until the bombing ended before going to the kindergarten to pick up Xiaohua.When she saw the situation in the kindergarten, she was extremely worried about Xiaohua's safety.

Sun Xiangmeng: Cheng Yuan, Xiaohua can no longer go to kindergarten. Xia Chengyuan didn't take his eyes off the drawing: If you don't go to kindergarten, where should you go?After you join the ambulance team, you need to run outside all day, and it is even more impossible for me to bring my child with me. Sun Xiangmeng: I want to discuss a solution with you. Xia Chengyuan: My job is to deal with the god of death, maybe one day I will be finished.What would happen to the child if something happened to both of us? Sun Xiangmeng: If you saw how the kindergarten was bombed, you would not dare to send Xiaohua there again.

Xia Chengyuan: Why don't you tell your dean not to join the ambulance team, let Xiaohua stay with you in the hospital, there is a care? Sun Xiangmeng: Impossible.Dean He said that there are too many wounded in the city, and our doctors must be involved in the rescue, otherwise the casualties will be even greater.Although I am a pediatrician, I am also a doctor. Can I refuse at this time? Xia Chengyuan then looked at his wife and agreed, "Yes, doctors are needed everywhere, and you can't refuse." Sun Xiangmeng: I was thinking, can we entrust Xiaohua to Granny Zhou who sells salt tea eggs at the street corner?

Xia Chengyuan: Her? Sun Xiangmeng: We put the baby with her during the day and pick it up when we go home at night.Give her some money, Granny Zhou is quite a nice person. Xia Chengyuan: An old woman, can she take good care of Xiaohua? Sun Xiangmeng: There is no other way, it is better than going to kindergarten.There was only one auntie there, and with so many children to take care of, it would be too dangerous to be bombed. Xia Chengyuan thought for a while: that's the only way. Near Zaoyang, Hubei.Black smoke billowed from the position, and the mess after the battle was everywhere.The trenches had been blasted to pieces, and some bushes were still burning nearby.One or two soldiers were repairing the trenches, and a few others were lying in the trenches sleeping.

After arriving in Hubei, Zhang Xuming, who had just been appointed as the commander of the Second Battalion, brought a platoon of reinforcements to the back of the position.As soon as the newly added soldiers waited for the truck to stop, they jumped off one after another.Zhang Xuming, who was sitting in the cab, opened the door and was about to get out of the car when the roar of Japanese aircraft came from the sky above his head. Zhang Xuming quickly shouted: Enemy planes, hide quickly! Some of the soldiers rushed into the woods, and some lay down on the spot.Zhang Xuming looked up and saw the plane flying over, but he was still standing by the cockpit without avoiding it.The plane flew over their heads, did not drop bombs, but dropped a large leaflet one after another.When the sound of the plane disappeared, the soldiers came out of the woods and picked up leaflets on the ground.Zhang Xuming got out of the truck, picked up a leaflet that fell in front of his feet, looked at it, and put it in his pocket. The communications soldier looked at the sky: Damn, what is this devil doing! Zhang Xuming: Assemble! At the whistle of the signal soldier, the new soldiers hurriedly assembled and stood in a row.The soldiers in the trenches looked at them indifferently, and some soldiers were awakened by the whistle, cursed and fell asleep again. Zhang Xuming: Brothers, enter the position immediately, strengthen the fortifications, and gather all the ammunition!Execute the order! The soldiers immediately dispersed and ran to the dilapidated trenches.Behind them, Zhang Xuming also led the communications soldiers into the trench. The two soldiers who were repairing the fortification looked up at Zhang Xuming, and hurriedly saluted him. Zhang Xuming: Where is your platoon leader?Why didn't someone take the repair work? ! A soldier: report to the captain, you are... ! Soldier: Well, our platoon leader... Zhang Xuming: Tell me quickly! Another soldier: report to the battalion commander, the platoon leader has run away. Zhang Xuming was furious: ran away? !Where did you go? ! Soldier: Maybe they hid in a nearby village. Zhang Xuming turned around and ordered the communications soldier: You, and the two of you, go get the platoon leader back to me! The soldiers in the trench surrounded him with tired faces. Zhang Xuming said to the soldiers surrounding him: Brothers, you have worked hard.But the battle is not over yet, everyone hurry up and repair the fortifications! A veteran said: The platoon leader was so frightened that he became a deserter, what kind of fortifications are he still building? Zhang Xuming sneered and said: Deserters?If caught, he must be shot.work! It wasn't until evening that the messengers who went out to find someone found the original platoon leader in a nearby village.The platoon leader not only left his position, but even changed into ordinary clothes, as if he was about to flee.After Zhang Xuming saw the platoon leader, he didn't say anything. He asked someone to find a military uniform for him to put on, and then immediately ordered all the soldiers in the platoon to gather by the woods near the position. Soon, all the soldiers gathered here and formed a semicircular formation.Among them, the captured platoon leader was carrying out orders, digging a foxhole in a panic.Zhang Xuming stood aside with a livid face, watching him dig a hole.The soldiers looked at everything in front of them suspiciously. After a while, the foxhole basically took shape.The platoon leader stood inside and saluted: Report to the battalion commander that the foxhole has been dug. Zhang Xuming: Come up! The platoon leader came out of the foxhole.Zhang Xuming jumped in, looked left and right, and then jumped out in one step.Neither the platoon leader nor the soldiers knew what he was going to do, they just looked at the new battalion commander blankly. Zhang Xuming took out the Japanese army flyer from his pocket: Brothers, I think you have read the devil's flyer.You should all know what is written and painted on it.You platoon fought very hard here and sacrificed a lot of people, but you answered the devil's challenge with brave fighting! The soldiers listened silently, and a certain expression of satisfaction appeared on the face of the old soldier. Zhang Xuming continued: "However, some of us are cowards without guts, just like the devil's flyer said!"Disgraceful soldier! Embarrassment appeared on the platoon leader's face.Of course, those old soldiers knew who Zhang Xuming was talking about, they looked at each other, but they still didn't say anything. Zhang Xuming walked up to the platoon leader and helped him fasten his morals: lie down in the foxhole! Platoon leader: Battalion commander, this is... Zhang Xuming: This is an order! The platoon leader reluctantly walked into the foxhole and lay down in fear. Zhang Xuming took out a pistol, loaded it, and walked to the foxhole: I think you have no credit and hard work, so you will not be let dead in the wilderness.As a platoon leader, how dare you abandon your soldiers and take the lead in running away, breaking our military discipline! The platoon leader wanted to get up: battalion commander!Forgive me, I dare not... Before the platoon leader finished speaking, Zhang Xuming's pistol went off, and the bullet hit the platoon leader's chest.The platoon leader fell, struggled, and died.The soldiers onlookers were shocked by the scene in front of them, and they were in awe. Zhang Xuming put away his pistols: The national crisis is at stake, and Chongqing is undergoing indiscriminate bombing by the enemy. As soldiers, we can only fight to the death with our own flesh and blood against the Japanese invaders in order to avenge the innocent civilians who died in the bombing. I am worthy of my ancestors and the title of Chinese soldier! Soldiers listen. Zhang Xuming: Brothers, cheer up your spirits and fight the devils to the death!Did you hear me? ! The soldiers shouted: I heard it! Zhang Xuming almost yelled and asked again: Did you hear that? ! The soldiers' morale was high, and they shouted louder: "I heard it!" Zhang Xuming looked around for a week, and the soldiers responded to him with piercing eyes.Zhang Xuming nodded in satisfaction, looked at the corpse lying in the foxhole, and ordered: Bury him! After discussing with Sun Xiangmeng, Xia Chengyuan still entrusted Xiaohua to Granny Zhou who sells salted tea eggs at the street corner.Granny Zhou was very enthusiastic and promised to help take care of Xiaohua during the day.Sun Xiangmeng offered to give Granny Zhou a little reward, but she flatly refused. At noon that day, Granny Zhou was still sitting in front of her small stall, selling shoes while collecting shoe soles.Xiaohua was playing with a glass ball at a nearby street corner.The first alarm had already sounded, but Granny Zhou was not in a hurry, and slowly cleaned up her stall as usual, and returned to the house. The second alarm sounded sharply again, and with the sound of the alarm, the roar of Japanese aircraft had already been heard in the distance.The glass ball rolled in front of Xiaohua, and Xiaohua also heard the siren, but he still followed.The glass ball rolled down a small alley, and there were relatively steep stone stairs in the alley. The glass ball rolled down the stairs at an accelerated speed, and Xiaohua ran down.The glass ball finally rolled into a crevice in the stone. Xiaohua lay down on the steps, reached in and tried to get the glass ball out, but failed.Beside him, people kept running up and down, which made it even more difficult for Xiaohua to take out the glass ball.Xiaohua was so anxious that she was about to cry. At the intersection, people started running to evacuate.Granny Zhou ran out of her house anxiously, calling Xiaohua everywhere, but she couldn't see him. A military policeman came over and stopped Granny Zhou: The second alarm has been issued, hurry into the air-raid shelter! Granny Zhou struggled: I'm looking for a doll! Military Police: Don't look for it, hurry up! Granny Zhou: Let go of me, I want to find a doll! Military Police: Looking for a doll?You are looking for death! The military police dragged Granny Zhou involuntarily, and left with the running crowd. In the alley, Xiaohua finally took out the glass ball from the crevice of the stone, held it tightly in his hand, and ran to the place where the alley meets the street, but saw that there was no one around.There were rumbling explosions all around.Xiaohua hurried to the door of Granny Zhou's house at the intersection, and found that the door was locked. Xiaohua burst into tears, turned around and ran again.A bomb dropped and exploded not far in front of Xiaohua with a whistling sound, and Xiaohua was knocked to the ground by the blast.His face was covered with dirt, he got up from the ground, and started crying and running wildly again. At another intersection, Sun Xiangmeng was sitting in a truck with a group of rescuers.The truck sped by through the smoke and dust.Some houses on both sides of the street have already started to burn. Suddenly someone shouted in the car: whose child is that? !Still running around at this time! Everyone stood up and turned their heads to look. Sun Xiangmeng also stood up, but saw that it was his son running wildly in the street. Sun Xiangmeng: Xiao Hua!Stop, stop! Someone in front patted the roof of the truck cab hard, and the truck stopped.Sun Xiangmeng jumped off the truck, shouted and ran to the panicked Xiao Hua, and hugged his son. Xiaohua cried loudly: Mom!Mother! Amidst the rumbling explosion, Sun Xiangmeng hugged Xiaohua tightly and knelt on the ground: "Son, don't cry, mom is here!"Mom is here! A dusk in Zaoyang, Hubei. In front of the three rows of positions, guns and artillery were intertwined, and there were endless explosions.The woods behind the trenches were hit by bullets from the Japanese army, branches were broken and leaves were falling.Two mortars of the Chinese army next to the forest fired shells continuously.In the trenches, the soldiers fought back against the attacking Japanese army, and machine guns fired violently, strafing the open ground in front of the position.A small group of Japanese infantry rushed up from the flank of the position, and several soldiers immediately went to reinforce and fired violently.Several Japanese soldiers howled and rushed into the trenches.The Chinese soldiers fought hand-to-hand with them, and after a few rounds, the Japanese were repulsed. Right in front of the position, two Japanese tanks suddenly appeared.A large group of Japanese soldiers hid behind the tanks and slowly moved forward. A soldier shouted in panic: Enemy tanks! Several soldiers around him fired at the Japanese tank together. The bullets hit the armor of the tank and sparks burst out.The tanks did not advance, but fired at the position.The artillery shells roared and landed on the position, blowing up the Chinese soldiers guarding here to pieces. One soldier wanted to retreat, another stopped him: what are you doing? ! The tank started again, and a puff of thick black smoke rose from the back of the butt.The Japanese soldiers followed the tanks and began to move forward again. Zhang Xuming rushed out of the woods with the signal soldiers and jumped into the trench. A soldier reported: Battalion Commander, the enemy is attacking me under the cover of tanks!The situation is critical! Zhang Xuming picked up the binoculars and took a look: You take a squad and machine guns, outflank the left flank, and hit the back of the tank hard! Soldier: Yes!follow me. Under the leadership of the soldier, a dozen people with machine guns quickly passed through the trench and ran to the flank of the position.Then they climbed out of the trench and moved forward on all fours.The Japanese soldiers following the tanks spotted them and opened fire immediately.The outflanking group lay on the ground, motionless. The leading soldier shouted: Don't stop!keep going!Hurry up! Under his leadership, the soldiers continued to move forward while shooting.The machine gunner came to a bomb crater, set up the machine gun, aimed at the Japanese army behind the tank and began to shoot. The Japanese army had to lie down to find cover, and gradually moved away from the tank, leaving only a few people behind the tank. The tank continued to advance, and the machine gun on the turret aimed at the position and fired.Zhang Xuming and the communications soldiers were suppressed in the trench by Japanese bullets.After a burst of shooting, Zhang Xuming stood up to observe, and found that the Japanese tanks were much closer.The Japanese troops behind the tanks were still exchanging fire with the Chinese soldiers who had outflanked the past. Zhang Xuming ordered a soldier: You!Past with the machine gun to suppress the fire behind the tank!You, you, and you!Go to the right, shoot the tank in the back, don't spank our ass, wait for my order! Then he said to the signalman: Get two grenades! The messenger ran to an ammunition box, took out two grenades, ran back, handed one grenade to Zhang Xuming, and took one for himself. Zhang Xuming: As soon as the suppressive firepower starts, we will rush out and deal with a tank by one person! Signal Corps: Battalion Commander, don't go, it's too dangerous! Zhang Xuming: Listen to the order!As soon as the tanks rush over, our position is over! After Zhang Xuming finished speaking, he looked up again - the distance between the tank and the position was a little closer.He squatted down, looked at the communications soldier beside him, and unscrewed the safety cover of the grenade.The signalman also unscrewed the safety cover, but he was nervous and his lips were trembling. Zhang Xuming smiled slightly as if to comfort him, and then shouted at the soldiers on the right side of the trench: "Fire!" The soldiers on the right side of the trench opened fire violently together, and the soldiers who flanked the past on the left side also fired vigorously.Zhang Xuming jumped up from the trench, dodged left and right through the rain of bullets, and rushed towards the nearest tank.The communicator also rushed out and rushed to another tank.The tank slowed down.Several Japanese troops following the tank were hit by flanking fire and fell. Zhang Xuming rushed to the side of the tank and jumped onto the tank.He climbed up the turret, lifted the canopy, snapped the fuse with his teeth, threw the grenade into the tank, and snapped the canopy back on.As soon as he jumped off the tank, there was a muffled sound inside the tank.A puff of smoke rose from the vents and muzzle of the tank, and it came to a complete stop. The signaler also ran to the side of another tank, jumped onto the moving tank, and did the same thing as Zhang Xuming did, blowing up the Japanese soldiers in that tank. When Zhang Xuming returned to the trench, the morale of the soldiers was of course boosted and they cheered hoarsely.Zhang Xuming smiled, watching the communications soldier running back quickly.The signal soldier was about to run back to the trench when a shell exploded beside him, throwing him and his body into the trench.Zhang Xuming hurried over, and one of the communications soldier's hands was blown off. Signal Corps: Battalion Commander... Zhang Xuming: Good job! The communications soldier smiled hard: My hand is gone. Zhang Xuming turned his head and shouted: Send him down! A soldier ran over: Battalion Commander, the devils have retreated! Zhang Xuming stood up and observed with a telescope.The Japanese army left two destroyed tanks and countless corpses, and retreated in the smoke of gunpowder under the setting sun. The setting sun had receded, leaving the sky reddish and dark blue.In the open field in front of the position, two abandoned Japanese tanks were still emitting faint smoke.On the third row of positions, wounded soldiers are being bandaged, other soldiers are repairing fortifications, and some soldiers are drinking and eating.The enemy's attack was repulsed, and the position was filled with the joy and ease of victory. Zhang Xuming sat in the trench and looked at his watch.A soldier came over and handed him a water bottle: Battalion Commander, drink some water! Zhang Xuming took the kettle, took a big gulp, then wiped the corners of his mouth: How is it? The soldier grinned: It's fun! Zhang Xuming: Devils will not be reconciled to a good night's sleep. Soldier: Yes. At this time, there was the whistle of shells on one side of the position, followed by two explosions.Zhang Xuming quickly stood up to observe, and saw a jeep speeding towards on the grass some distance from the position.The Japanese apparently spotted the jeep and kept shelling it.The jeep passed through the explosion and gunpowder smoke, maintained its speed and rushed to a place not far from the position, and continued to move forward. Zhang Xuming scolded: Damn, where did you come from, you bastard, don't die!Follow me to see! The two soldiers quickly picked up their rifles and followed Zhang Xuming to run along the trench in the direction of the jeep.The jeep drove frantically into the woods behind the position and stopped. Zhang Xuming rushed to the side of the jeep with the two soldiers.Zhang Xuming went over and opened the car door, cursing: Are you fucking dead? ! However, Zhang Zizhong, the commander-in-chief of the 33rd Army of the National Revolutionary Army who got out of the jeep, surprised Zhang Xuming.As soon as the tall and heroic Zhang Zizhong in military uniform got out of the car, he asked: Who is scolding me? ! Zhang Xuming was stunned and did not dare to speak. Zhang Zizhong said solemnly: Who dares to scold me? ! Zhang Xuming immediately stood at attention and gave a military salute: Zhang Xuming, captain of the 2nd Battalion, 2nd Battalion, 3rd Regiment, 74th Division, 33rd Army, reported to the commander-in-chief!I'm sorry, Commander-in-Chief, I didn't know it was you... Zhang Zizhong laughed loudly: Well scolded, I just don't want my life! The two soldiers following Zhang Xuming looked at each other and smiled. Zhang Zizhong: Battalion commander, where is your battalion headquarters? Zhang Xuming: My... my battalion headquarters is over there. This is the position of 2 companies and 3 platoons. Zhang Zizhong: Well, the battalion commander left the battalion department aside. I was thinking of asking for food from you. Zhang Xuming: Report to the commander, the third row was almost broken by the enemy, so I... Zhang Zizhong waved his hand and said with a smile: No need to explain. A bright moon rose, bringing a strange tranquility to the battlefield that was once in full swing during the day.Under the moonlight, the shadows of the woods stretched very long.Only the occasional flare and the crisp sound of a few cold gunshots in the distance reminded that this is still a battlefield where the enemy and the enemy are confronting each other.By the woods, Zhang Zizhong and Zhang Xuming were sitting on the grass.There was no lighting around them for fear of exposing the target.Only the cold moonlight outlines their figures and faces. Zhang Zizhong: Are you the captain who doesn't want to stay in the group army's office in Chongqing? Zhang Xuming: Yes. Zhang Zizhong: You were injured and returned to Chongqing for treatment? Zhang Xuming: Yes. Zhang Zizhong: Where is the injury? Zhang Xuming pointed to his left shoulder and chest: here, and here, don't worry, the commander, it will definitely not be behind! Zhang Zizhong smiled appreciatively: Well done!You just came from Chongqing, how is the situation there? Zhang Xuming: Very miserable!The devils bombarded the urban area of ​​Chongqing indiscriminately, killing many civilians.Everyone is suffocated. Zhang Zizhong pondered for a while: Where is your family? How is your family? Zhang Xuming nodded. Zhang Zizhong: The purpose of the Japanese bombing of Chongqing was to destroy our will to resist and end the war in China as soon as possible. Zhang Xuming: It is not so easy to break our will! Zhang Zizhong: Well said! Zhang Xuming: Commander, what is our next plan? Zhang Zizhong said after a while: Tang Enbo's 31st Army in the east did not fight well.Commander Li Zongren's plan is to prevent the Japanese invaders from capturing our main force and strike the enemy in a detour.But the devil is also very cunning, basically hit and run.I estimate that the next move of our 33rd Army is to cooperate with the 39th Army in Dahongshan to block the route of the Japanese army going south, annihilate their vital forces, and strive to fight back to Zaoyang. Zhang Xuming stood up: If an attack is launched, please ask the commander to let my 2nd Battalion be the vanguard! Zhang Zizhong also stood up: Whether your 2nd Battalion is the vanguard depends on the final decision of your division headquarters.However, I appreciate your courage! Zhang Xuming: Thank you Commander! Ever since he saw Xiao Hua running around during the bombing, Sun Xiangmeng never wanted to put Xiao Hua with Grandma Zhou again.Xia Chengyuan quarreled with Sun Xiangmeng for a while, but in the end they couldn't find a suitable solution.Just in time, Yang Chunxue who came to the hospital to participate in the sympathy performance found out about this, and offered her to help take care of Xiao Hua, at least during the day.Because of what happened, Xia Chengyuan and his wife hesitated.But Yang Chunxue insisted on doing this as if nothing happened, and persuaded Xiaohua first.Xia Chengyuan and Sun Xiangmeng had no choice but to make such an arrangement.A few days later, Xiaohua actually liked this beautiful aunt more and more, so much so that she simply asked to sleep at Aunt Yang's house.The Sun Xiangmeng rescue team had something to do, so they had to agree.Not long after Xia Chengyuan sent Xiaohua to Yang Chunxue's home, Xiaohua fell asleep. Xia Chengyuan and Yang Chunxue stood in the middle of the room. Xia Chengyuan looked apologetic and was about to leave: Mrs. Tang, I'm leaving now. This matter is really... Yang Chunxue was still as enthusiastic as ever and interrupted Xia Chengyuan Yuan: Just let Xiaohua stay with me for one night, what's the big deal? Xia Chengyuan: His mother can't leave in the hospital, and I have another task. I'm really sorry...Yang Chunxue smiled: What's so embarrassing! Xia Chengyuan walked to the bed, touched his sleeping son's forehead, and tucked in the quilt: Then I'm leaving. Yang Chunxue suddenly felt sad: Tomorrow, are you going to pick up your son? Xia Chengyuan: Of course. Yang Chunxue became depressed: You can go. Xia Chengyuan sensed Yang Chunxue's emotions, and asked suspiciously: What's the matter with you? Yang Chunxue: After my husband returned to Hong Kong, he proposed to divorce me. I just received a letter from him yesterday. Xia Chengyuan: Really?Why? ! Yang Chunxue: I think you should understand... After understanding the subtext in Yang Chunxue's words, Xia Chengyuan was a little embarrassed and fell silent.Yang Chunxue looked at Xia Chengyuan affectionately, and finally said after a while: Cheng Yuan, your wife is a good person and a good wife.I won't trouble you, let alone destroy your family, so don't worry. Xia Chengyuan hesitated: What are you talking about. Yang Chunxue: I only have one request. Xia Chengyuan: Tell me. Yang Chunxue: Hug me, will you? Xia Chengyuan is embarrassed: don't do this. Yang Chunxue's eyes were a little moist, almost begging: just for a while, okay? Xia Chengyuan was hesitant, neither to leave, nor to agree.Seeing that Xia Chengyuan was silent, Yang Chunxue approached him and hugged Xia Chengyuan.Xia Chengyuan, who was in a complicated mood, also put his arms around Yang Chunxue.The two stood like this for a while before Xia Chengyuan gently pushed Yang Chunxue away and left in silence. It was already dark. In the office of Foreign Minister Wang Chonghui, a worker is repairing a window that was damaged by the bombing. Wang Chonghui and Zheng Xianbo are sitting on the sofa.It was already off work, and the two chatted casually. Wang Chonghui: Bo Xianbo, what do you think of the current diplomatic situation? Zheng Xianbo: We are currently facing a very difficult situation.The compromise between the British and the Japanese over the embassy bombing was a red flag.I fear that this compromise is only the first step in a further British retreat in the Far East.The chairman wholeheartedly hoped to drag the British into our country's war of resistance, but the British only cared about their own calculations. Wang Chonghui: That's right.But our diplomatic efforts should continue, even if it is hard work, we must let the British stand on our side. Recalling the conversation he had with Carl, Zheng Xianbo said: I have talked with the British ambassador many times.Of course he has his personal attitude, but this cannot affect the decision-making in the UK. Wang Chonghui nodded, without speaking, turned to look at the worker who repaired the window.Then, he lowered his voice, turned around and said to Zheng Xianbo: However, there is also some good news. Zheng Xianbo: Oh? Wang Chonghui: According to the "Sino-Soviet Aviation Agreement" signed with the Soviet Union in February, the aid planes and pilots sent by the Soviet Union have already departed from the Soviet Union and may arrive in Chongqing in a few days. Zheng Xianbo: That's great. Wang Chonghui: The Japanese bombing of Chongqing became more and more unscrupulous, which is directly related to the weakness of our air force.With the assistance of the Soviet Air Force, at least the planes of the Japanese invaders did not dare to be as confident as they are now. Zheng Xianbo: How many planes are there? Wang Chonghui: I don't know the details of the two fighter brigades. Zheng Xianbo sighed: This is the best news I have heard in a month.