Chapter 4 chapter 3

Sang Xia's arrival brought a very different atmosphere to the Wang family, and everyone felt differently.Zhu Yuqiong's feelings are simple and direct. For example, the natural blood relationship between Sang Xia and her gave her unhesitating kindness and trust. For example, Sang Xia let her find out that the bathroom at home was white; the third uncle's feelings were cryptic. He admitted that Sang Xia's performance was impeccable, but it was precisely this that made him feel something was wrong, so he even hoped to find some flaws in Sang Xia; and to the young Wang Mutian, Sang Xia was like a gust of wind. Heavy rain, he didn't know how to face the storm, in front of her, his self-esteem was always clumsy, and his bravery was always pale.

It was night in Shanghai at this moment. In a Chevrolet driving slowly, the third uncle focused his eyes on two figures on bicycles in front of the road. The young men on bicycles were Sang Xia and Wang Mutian.The third uncle gestured to the old driver, telling him to drive more slowly and keep a distance from them as much as possible.He became a covert stalker. It was an ordinary summer night, Sang Xia and Wang Mutian arrived at the Bund Park.The Huangpu River is filled with the shameless peace unique to the Shanghai Concession in the isolated island period. The docks where warships from various countries are moored are still a paradise for young men and women in Shanghai.The music of yachts enjoying the shade came from the riverside, which was Schubert's Trout Quintet played by a small Filipino band.Warships, merchant ships, and passenger ships were all drifting sleepily.The river is full of peaceful and warm summer night scenery.

Sang Xia handed Wang Mutian a few coins and asked him to buy a bottle of soda, and then waited for her here before turning around and leaving. A young man was standing under a lamp. Sang Xia walked towards the man. They shook hands. Then the man took the woman's hand and walked along the riverside road like any couple. The young man who was with Sang Xia was He Xiaohui, and he revealed a piece of news to Sang Xia: the anesthesia had been sent away, and the traffic officers of the New Fourth Army could send it to the field hospital tomorrow. Sang Xia was happy about this, and reminded intentionally: "If it weren't for Mu Tian, ​​it might be two days later."

He Xiaohui nodded: "He is indeed a good candidate. He is very stubborn, simple, ambitious, and very brave. Oh, maybe too brave. However, he is too young." Sang Xia countered: "I heard that you were only sixteen years old when you joined the Red Army." He Xiaohui took a deep breath: "Poor children like us mature early." "Rich kids are more reliable if they have ideals." "Like yourself?" "For example, this young man named Wang Mutian." Sang Xia smiled. He Xiaohui paused, and said: "You can let the young man do some peripheral work first, and then we can observe for a while."

The two shook hands and said goodbye.Sang Xia turned to look for Wang Mutian, and she saw that Wang Mutian was busy beating the mosquitoes around him. Sang Xia looked at Wang Mutian's suit shorts up and down, and laughed: "We will go out for activities in the future, you should wear long trousers; as for me, I will wear a cheongsam." Wang Mutian expressed disdain: "Is this an event tonight?" Sang Xia looked directly at Wang Mutian, her expression gradually became serious: "Do you think that only spreading leaflets and putting up slogans is considered an activity? The War of Resistance is a long-term struggle, and you need to preserve yourself and eliminate the enemy for a long time. Therefore, every activity should take its risks. Compared with the effect, if the effect is too small and the risk is too great, it should be avoided as much as possible.”

Wang Mutian looked at Sang Xia, and nodded if he realized something. Several Japanese soldiers passed by not far away, and Sang Xia let out a slight sigh: "Seeing the people occupying our country flaunting in front of my eyes like this, bloody people can't stand it, and they can't help being impulsive, but first of all, we must think , what kind of actions can change the overall situation the fastest, or can contribute something to the overall situation.” "What can I contribute?" "You have already started to contribute." Sang Xia's tone was a little encouraging, "Do you want to contribute more today?"

Wang Mutian was excited: "Of course!" "Well, tell me which store sells the most beautiful cheongsam, and take me there." Sang Xia looked around at the women wearing cheongsam coming and going, and went to unlock the bicycle. Wang Mutian stared at her blankly: "Is this considered an action?" "Of course." Sang Xia patted Wang Mutian on the shoulder, "The organization requires me to look like a Shanghainese woman, so that I can attract less attention and be safe." Without any warning in advance, Wang Mutian was officially accepted by the organization that night.

The two rode to the neon-lit Nanjing Road, which was much more lively than during the day. They locked their bicycles and walked into Zhongbai Company side by side.The third uncle in the car not far away looked at their figures and softly told the driver: "Go back." The third uncle returned home to the upstairs living room, and saw that the floor was covered with a huge felt, and the felt was covered with bits and pieces of ink.Zhu Yuqiong is holding an oversized writing brush and dipping ink in a huge inkstone.Seeing the third uncle come back, she immediately asked for help: "The ink is too weak, at least two more minutes to grind."

After Wang Mutian handed over the gold bars to Zhu Yuqiong, Zhu Yuqiong was in a good mood immediately, and began to play with words again.She is also a lady of the family. Since she was a child, she didn't like embroidery but loved calligraphy and painting. She has painted pictures for thirty-nine years with her left hand and written characters for forty-one years with her right hand. When she puts the brush on the inkstone, it's like licking a side dish with her tongue. Whether it's salty or light immediately Just tasted it. The third uncle smiled slightly, began to grind ink, and pretended to ask unintentionally, "Where is Xiaoxia?"

Zhu Yuqiong didn't think much about it: "Amu took her out to play. The first time I came to Shanghai, I would be dazzled. I am relieved that Amu is with her. How can the capital city of Singapore compare with the big Shanghai? A small piece of London, a piece of Paris, and some Tokyo...Compared with Singapore, isn’t it a country?” The third uncle studied the ink well, and while Zhu Yuqiong was concentrating on writing, he left quietly.He walked lightly to Sang Xia's room and turned on the lamp on the desk.Looking around, I saw the rattan box that Sang Xia brought under the small bed, the big one was gone, and the small one was left.He gently dragged the box out, tested it with his fingers, and found that the box was locked.

The third uncle got up and went to the desk, opened a drawer, rummaged through it, and found a Swiss Army knife.He opened a small screwdriver in the scabbard, walked back to the box, and began to use the small screwdriver to poke the keyhole on the box. The small screwdriver turned little by little in the keyhole, making a slight spring sound.Inadvertently, the lock opened. The third uncle put the rattan box on the desk and flipped through the neatly arranged clothes and books.He reached into the bottom of the box and groped slowly, but couldn't find anything out of the ordinary for a while. He pulled out his hand and measured the depth of the box with his eyes. It seemed that the depth from the outside of the box did not match the depth inside. He gently I beat the gang of the box with my hands, but there didn't seem to be any breakthrough gains. The third uncle picked up a book in the box and put it under the lamplight. The title of the book on the cover was "One Hundred Questions on Domestic Education". When he turned to the content of the book, he found that it was Marx's "Das Kapital".This discovery surprised him.Now, his doubts about Sang Xia have been preliminarily confirmed. At this moment, the third uncle heard Zhu Yuqiong's call from the small living room, quickly closed the lid of the box, put the box back under the bed, and retreated behind the door, where an old raincoat was hung, and he used the raincoat as a cover. Wang Duoying was not idle at night, she wanted to spend every second with Hong Wangnan.Now that she knows many secrets of Hong Wangnan, she has a sense of mission, as if she will advance and retreat with Wangnan from now on.She took Hong Wangnan's arm and walked into Yongqing Tea Shop. There were five or six customers in the shop. Xiao Ding, who was doing accounts, raised his head and smiled respectfully at them: "Sir, madam, do you want to buy tea?" Hong Wangnan said, "Can I taste it first and then buy it?" Xiao Ding pointed to the back of the screen: "Yes! Please sit inside." After reaching behind the screen, Hong Wangnan pulled out a chair for Wang Duoying and asked her to sit down.Wang Duoying squinted at Xiao Ding outside, and complained in a low voice: "Thirteen o'clock! Call my wife right away!" Hong Wangnan teased and said, "If it wasn't for my wife, cuddling with me like this, then what kind of woman would you be?" Wang Duoying came to her senses, and glared at Hong Wangnan: "You are also thirteen! Now I understand, there are indeed no women in your barren land, and you have become so vulgar after only one year!" Hong Wangnan was about to respond when he saw Ji Jiaming coming in holding a tea tray and tea set, he stopped and glanced at Wang Duoying, Wang Duoying stood up knowingly and went out. In the attic of the tea shop two days ago, Hong Wangnan had a meeting with six or seven technicians who had worked in the central factory.The main task of his return to Shanghai this time is to find and summon the technical backbones who were dismissed by the central factory.He briefly introduced the situation of the new factory. The construction of the new factory has entered the final stage. The staff, experts and engineers are all in place, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.The scale of the new factory is larger than that of the central factory, and the equipment is better. These former technical backbones are urgently needed to avoid large-scale technical literacy in the future.Hong Wangnan told everyone honestly that if he decides to join, it means that he will have to accept a long-term hard life in the future, and he will not be able to contact his family for a short time.He wants everyone to think carefully.After weighing, everyone raised their hands one after another, agreeing to join in the construction of the new factory. While pouring tea, Ji Jiaming talked to Wang Nan in a low voice: "Engineer Wen Xin has been found. His family has moved to Nanshi. You wouldn't expect a decent person like him to live in such a noisy and chaotic place. It seems that he is someone who intends to hide from the KMT. Wen Xin is now working in a Japanese civilian electric appliance company, earning 150 yuan a month, and living a comfortable life. Besides, his wife just gave birth. I visited him once, but his attitude was very cold. I hope that I will not come to the door again. If you can’t mobilize him, you may be betrayed by him. In my opinion, pull him down, don’t waste time on him, and take risks. " Hong Wangnan said: "Engineer Wen was the best radio expert in the original central factory. He studied in the United States and was an old alumnus of the University of Chicago. Later, he went to Japan for an internship. The new factory needs such people to train a group of radio technicians." Meditation After a while, he went on to say: "Let me go. Although he and I are eight years apart in age, when we were studying in the United States, we met a few times, and I even heard him give a wonderful speech. At that time, Wen Xin It’s a pure scholarly spirit, serving the country and hating the lateness, and the three sentences are inseparable from saving the country through science. This time I took the risk and came back from a long way to visit him to mobilize him. This sincerity should be able to convince him.” Ji Jiaming expressed doubts: "If he has become a subjugated slave with all his heart, and earns the monthly salary of 150 oceans from the Japanese, he may report to the Japanese that you went to him, then not only will you not be able to complete your mission this time, There is also the danger of being arrested. The Japanese and Wang's pseudo-spies are worried that they will not be able to find you, so if you go to instigate Wen Xin, isn't that the same as sending them to their door?" Hong Wangnan was unmoved: "This risk is worth taking." Ji Jiaming had another idea, and approached Hong Wangnan: "In my opinion, we might as well kidnap Wen Xin." Hong Wangnan's eyes widened, and he shook his head again and again: "I'm a science student. Put yourself in my shoes. If someone kidnapped me and forcibly separated me from my family, especially from my own newborn flesh and blood, what would I do? Hateful. Science is a kind of belief, and anti-Japanese is also a belief. If you don’t promote a person’s belief, just rely on kidnapping, and he will run away sooner or later. Our aircraft factory is not a prison camp, so we can’t send someone to guard him. There will be plenty of opportunities to escape." Ji Jiaming became irritable: "On the one hand, he kidnapped Wen Xin, and on the other hand, he treated his wife, children, and parents kindly. In fact, he took his family as hostages. Do you think he would dare to run away?" Hong Wangnan looked at his watch, then at Ji Jiaming, with a noncommittal attitude: "Kidnapping is a method that should be saved until it is absolutely necessary." Wang Duoying saw Hong Wangnan walking out of the tea shop with a bag of tea leaves, so she hurriedly paid to meet Hong Wangnan.Hong Wangnan took her arm, and they were as natural as a couple, walking along the sidewalk full of pedestrians, slowly walked into a restaurant and sat down. Wang Duoying told Hong Wangnan all the disputes that happened at home during the day, and Hong Wangnan asked: "Amu, after listening to you, what did you say?" Wang Duoying: "I didn't say anything." Hong Wangnan was thoughtful: "I like your brother very much. He is cynical and pure-hearted. Since he is spontaneously resisting the Japanese outside, it is better to let him follow me to the interior and really participate in the anti-Japanese movement. There are more than 200 people from the southwest in our factory. The college students who came to the United Nations University voluntarily gave up their studies to become aircraft workers. They know that manufacturing one more fighter jet is more important than arming one more regiment. The fall of Shanghai and Nanjing has a lot to do with the disadvantage of our air force relationship." Wang Duoying nodded and looked at Hong Wangnan like a student eager for knowledge. Hong Wangnan went on to say: "Generally there is no emergency, so I will not call you. If there is an emergency, I will call your home. Your mother and third uncle can hear my voice, so try to avoid them answering the phone. Your room is far away from the phone. Recently, you try to answer the phone yourself. If you don’t answer the phone yourself, I will hang up the phone silently and call back in a minute. At that time, you must stand by the phone.” Wang Duoying nodded solemnly: "En." Hong Wangnan took her hand tenderly, squeezed it lightly, and said apologetically, "It's terrible to fight a war, and let a girl like you do such sneaky things." Wang Duoying shook her head, she looked at Hong Wangnan, her eyes were brighter than the light. Wang Mutian and Sang Xia were riding bicycles, and he followed Sang Xia to hum an American country song with a brisk melody and a sweet atmosphere called "Jambalaya".Wang Mutian was also affected by the emotion in the song. Under the dim street lights, he saw that Sang Xia also looked softer. Sang Xia's heroic spirit during the day was softened by the night and lights. Sang Xia suddenly asked: "Hey, I think the third uncle and the empress get along quite well, why don't they get married?" "It hasn't been three years since my father passed away." Wang Mutian said, "Uncle San doesn't want to marry his cousin's wife during the funeral." "Third Uncle looks quite new, but still keeps the old rules?" Sang Xia was curious. "When my father was alive, he respected the third uncle very much, saying that the third uncle was well-behaved, fair and decent." Wang Mutian never expected that the always decent third uncle would jump out of the window sill of Sang Xia's room tonight. Sang Xia was silent, as if she was lost in thought. When he was about to get home, Wang Mutian saw Uncle San's white Chevrolet and called out, "Hey, Uncle San hasn't left yet." Sang Xia was a little curious: "Why did you park so far away from your home?" Wang Mutian smiled: "Third Uncle thinks that if there is always a car parked in front of my house, the neighbors will bite their ears. My mother is a widow, and reputation matters. He often comes here by himself, so it's better to have a smaller target." Sang Xia was really overwhelmed by Uncle San's carefulness: "It's rare in the world to have such a decent person." After saying hello to Zhu Yuqiong, Sang Xia returned to her room. She found that the lock of the rattan box was not locked, and her eyes raised a trace of doubt.Looking up and seeing a wisp of blue smoke rising from the balcony, she thought for a while, and looked out through the gap in the curtain, and saw Uncle San smoking a cigar, his back sitting on the rattan chair looked so peaceful. It was not only Wang Mutian and Sang Xia who were observed by the third uncle, but also Wang Duoying.She just came back from the outside, and her good mood can be seen from her walking posture, a kind of psychological rhythm of happy occasions is in her gait and posture.The third uncle walked to the hall: "Duoying, it's almost twelve o'clock, you just came back?" Wang Duoying giggled without thinking: "Forget about playing!" "Where did you go to play?" Uncle San seemed extremely concerned today. "At a classmate's house... there is a concert." Wang Duoying lied calmly, "That classmate is just two or three alleys away from us... Uncle San, why don't you leave tonight." The third uncle snuffed out the cigar in his hand: "The driver will pick me up right away. Why don't you accompany the third uncle to the gate and wait for a while, so you can take advantage of the cool breeze." The dim light of the street lamp shines through the thick shade of trees, shining on two pairs of slowly pacing feet, one pair of white and brown three-jointed leather shoes, and the other pair of canvas half-heeled sandals.Wang Duoying glanced at the third uncle: "Third uncle, tell me." The third uncle smiled slightly: "How do you know that I have something to tell you?" "I don't know that yet? My brother and I have been afraid of what you were like before you talked to us since we were young. In fact, when you talk, you are very gentle." The third uncle suddenly changed the subject: "Aying, when did Wang Nan come back?" Wang Duoying didn't expect the third uncle to ask this question suddenly, and she didn't know how to deal with it. The third uncle continued to probe: "Have you been back for a week?" Only then did Wang Duoying recover, pretending to be surprised: "Who did you hear that from? Who said that Wang Nan is back?" The third uncle didn't seem to hear her argument, and asked according to his own judgment: "Why doesn't he live in his own home?" Wang Duoying is obviously an unsophisticated liar, and her overly intense attitude obviously cannot conceal her inner fragility: "Wang Nan...he didn't come back!" The third uncle smiled meaningfully: "Don't speak so loudly. Your mother was careless and didn't notice that you were wearing a new watch. The watch Wang Nan gave you is not cheap." Wang Duoying instinctively hid her left wrist behind her back: "My classmate lent me to wear it!" The third uncle understands the reason: "The third uncle watched you be born and grew up, and he likes the honesty of you and A Mu the most. Now A Mu has become a bit uncertain for me. You, the third uncle still doesn't know how to do it." Misunderstood. Generally speaking, nine out of ten sentences you say are true. But today when you talk to Uncle Third, nine out of ten sentences are lies. " Wang Duoying's complexion changed, which only made her feel more guilty: "I'm telling the truth!" Uncle San was moved with emotion: "We elders often want to be hated by you younger generations. Uncle San is most afraid of being hated by you. However, your father is gone, so Uncle San still has to explain clearly to you if you hate something. Wang Nan Come back, don’t go home, open a room outside to spend time with you alone, it’s not good, it’s not justified. Our Wang family has family rules, and their Hong family is also a well-behaved family. Since you are already engaged, when he comes back this time, Just get married and save us elders from worrying, right?" Wang Duoying felt ashamed, but had to admit Uncle San's correctness and kindness, and nodded sincerely. Before getting into the car, the third uncle lowered his voice and asked Wang Duoying: "I hope you can tell Wang Nan these words. He is nine years older than you, he should be a big brother, and he is more thoughtful than you think, so he shouldn't do anything wrong to you." It's not good for a girl of this status." Wang Duoying was silent helplessly, desperately trying to find out something to refute, but she had already been crushed, and she was powerless to resist: "Uncle San, why don't you believe it? Wang Nan didn't come back..." The third uncle turned his head meaningfully, there was no need to pierce her further, waved to her, and got into the car. A mysterious call came into Hong's house, and Sun Bining was shocked when she received the call. A strange man wanted to see her son Hong Wangnan, and the man told her that he saw Hong Wangnan on the road today.This made Sun Bining restless. After putting down the phone, the more she thought about it, the more something was wrong. She started her analysis with her daughter Hong Wangmei: "When Tian Wangnan called the day before yesterday, I kept thinking, how could his voice be so clear? Calling from Hong Kong long-distance call, it will not be so clear..." Hong Wangmei pursed her lips unhappily: "My brother is back, he doesn't live at home, and he doesn't come to see us, what does that mean?" Sun Bining frowned slightly, unable to think of a reasonable explanation, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed and chilled.Hong Wangmei's words made things worse and made her feel sad.Hong Wangmei said: "In the past two days, I asked Ah Ying to watch a movie, and she said she didn't have time, and asked her to eat ice cream, but she also refused..." The more Hong Wangmei analyzed, the more she felt that she made sense, "I think...she must be with my brother. Together!" Sun Bining looked at her daughter, staring, and seemed to be enlightened: "No wonder! Today I played cards at Wang Jiamu's mother's house all day and I didn't see Aying. We had dinner at night, and it was past nine o'clock. go home." "Why don't you ask Aying tomorrow..." Sun Bining was even more chilling: "Is there any point in asking? He came back to hide from his parents and sister, and stuck with his girlfriend!" Hong Wangmei observed her mother's expression, and suddenly giggled: "It is said that all daughter-in-laws are mother-in-law's rivals in love!" Sun Bining was not in the mood to joke: "No thirteen o'clock!" Hong Wangmei stood up slowly and waved her fan: "Okay, if you don't ask, I will." "How do you ask?" Young people are always cruel, and Hong Wangmei still hurt Sun Bining heartlessly, deliberately teasing her: "Go to sleep. Think about it in your dream and come up with a good idea." The Hong family was up and down, but all this was just the arrangement of the third uncle. His purpose was simple: to lure Hong Wangnan out. This seemed to be an unusual night. On this night, Wang Mutian, Sang Xia, Wang Duoying and Hong Wangnan were all under the observation of the third uncle.He was following the clues, and he, who had always been stable and decent, suddenly looked like a curious child. He wanted to try his best to find out the hidden secrets hidden in them. It would take a long time before Wang Mutian could figure out the motive of this dear elder to observe them. Young people are always naive. Even though she knew that Uncle San was behaving very unusually tonight, Wang Duoying was still too lazy to think about it. She would not have the slightest doubt about her relatives. When she received a call from Hong Wangnan, she Still can't forget to act like a baby.Hong Wangnan told her that she didn't have to go to Nanshi with him tomorrow, and she immediately protested, like an unqualified underground party, exuding a positive and childish impulsive atmosphere. Sang Xia quietly stared at Wang Duoying in the gap between the handrails of the stairs, it turned out that Wang Duoying also had a secret. It seems that in order to make this eventful night more grand, Wang Mutian and his partners began to appear on the stage.The little friends are Xiao Liu, Xiao Zheng and Xiao Gao. They sneaked outside the wall of Wang's house. Xiao Liu put his hand on his lips, facing Wang Mutian's window, which had already turned off the lights, and imitated a bird song.That was the code for them to communicate with Wang Mutian. Wang Mutian, who was in a daze, heard the "strange bird" singing, put on his clothes quickly, wanted to rush out, thought about it, but took off his clothes again, and lay back on the bed.He has officially joined the organization now, while Xiao Liu and Xiao Zheng can only be regarded as amateurs. They regard the Anti-Japanese War as a game to pass the boring time, but he is not. Xiao Liu screamed strangely a few times, but saw no movement from Wang Mutian, so he became anxious, so he simply climbed into the front yard through the iron fence gate, and wanted to go directly to Wang Mutian.He saw the lacquered wooden toilet under the locust tree, raised his foot and kicked it out.Zhu Yuqiong heard the sound, and hurriedly called the cook Lao Luo: "Lao Luo, where did the noise come from? Go and see!" Wang Mutian grabbed his clothes and ran out the door: "Mom, I'll go take a look!" When he went out, he met Sang Xia who was hurrying up the stairs. Sang Xia asked him what was the matter, but he said perfunctorily that it was fine. The cook Lao Luo was cursing in the front yard, Wang Mutian took a glance and immediately saw Xiao Liu hiding behind the locust tree.He came up with an idea, retreated into the building, picked up a broken washbasin, and threw it towards the backyard: "Uncle Luo, it's in the backyard!" Lao Luo ran to the backyard with a shovel in hand. Wang Mutian took the opportunity to lead Xiao Liu to the gate, opened the lock with a key, and pushed Xiao Liu out, but Xiao Liu struggled and refused to leave, and said angrily: "We know Your bones are weak!" Wang Mutian pulled Xiao Liu out and walked out, closing the door behind him.This scene was seen by Sang Xia through the crack of the curtain, she couldn't figure out what they were going to do in the middle of the night. At the corner of the street outside the gate stood Xiao Zheng and several boys, watching Xiao Liu and Mu Tian running across the road from the gate of Wang's house and running towards them.Wang Mutian warned them very seriously: "I have already told you, you will do activities on your own in the future, don't come to me again! I will not participate!" Xiao Zheng was unhappy, and said, "If you don't participate, who will pay for our activities?" He was not at all embarrassed, as if it was only natural that Wang Mutian should contribute. Wang Mutian was also not happy: "The last time I gave you so much money, did you use it up?" Xiao Gao stepped forward: "I knew you were reluctant to spend money, so you have to quit our team!" Wang Mutian didn't bother to explain: "I just don't want to spend money." Xiao Zheng said disappointedly: "If you have money, you are so picky..." "I'm picky." Wang Mutian looked at the little friend who had nothing to say, "I'm picky and timid, okay? Now I'm going home to sleep. You can go wherever you want." Said After finishing turning around to leave.These former comrades-in-arms are too dishonest, and he doesn't intend to be with them anymore. Xiao Liu stopped him: "Amu, you will regret it if you don't participate in this operation." Wang Mutian disagreed: "I don't regret it." Xiao Liu said: "For the past two days, I have been watching the Japanese woman's home in the alley. A Japanese military officer came to look for her every night, and he drove a motorcycle." Wang Mutian's originally indifferent eyes suddenly became cohesive.He still couldn't help but be moved.Soon they appeared at the entrance of the alley in the Shanghai International Settlement.Wang Mutian saw a tricycle parked at the door of a Shikumen building.Xiao Liu whispered to him: "Because you can drive a motorcycle, I'm here to invite you to participate. Beat the Japanese devils to death, drive his motorcycle and run away." Wang Mutian walked to the side of the motorcycle, and Xiao Gao handed him some tools. He put the tools on the seat of the car, and poked a copper wire into the keyhole.He is obviously more thoughtful than his friends: "This is the Japanese Concession, and there are nests of Japanese living in the alleys, so there are so many patrols. If you walk three steps on the road, you will encounter two patrols..." Before he finished speaking, he saw two men with kerchiefs on their heads. ① Indians. Sikh patrols saw parked motorcycles, and one of them turned on a flashlight to take a look at the license plate.I saw that it was a car of the Japanese Garrison Command. Wang Mutian and Xiao Liutong hid in the same doorway, held their breath, tightened their chest and abdomen as hard as they could, wishing their backs could melt into the doorway behind them.At this time, the Japanese officer also came down the stairs.Wang Mutian and Xiao Liu were attacked by the enemy, and only then did they feel fear, and the blood in their bodies seemed to have coagulated. The Sikh patrol turned off the flashlight and left slowly.A Japanese officer descending from the stairs flirts with a Japanese woman in Japanese on the stairs.Relieved, Wang Mutian and Xiao Zheng jumped onto the motorcycle, squatted down, and continued to tinker with the lock.They were completely unaware that the moonlight had betrayed them: the Japanese officer looked out through the small pane of glass on the door, and was startled to see the moonlight casting the figures of Xiao Zheng and Mu Tian next to the motorcycle to the ground. Xiao Liu and Xiao Gao stood on both sides of the gate of the Shiku gate, each holding a brick, eager to try.Wang Mutian suddenly asked Xiao Liu: "What's the point of taking such a big risk and only killing one?" Xiao Liu raised the brick to Wang Mutian: "Coward, if you talk nonsense again, I will kill you first!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the door open with a "boom", and then a bullet shot out.Xiao Liu was taken aback, and instinctively ran away.Xiao Zheng and Xiao Gao followed Xiao Liu and flew out like arrows. The Japanese officer held up his pistol and chased after him while shooting continuously, but he didn't notice Wang Mutian who was hiding inside the door.Wang Mutian picked up the brick discarded by Xiao Liu, ran behind the Japanese officer, and hit him on the head.The Japanese officer shook his body and fell down.Wang Mutian snatched the pistol from the officer's hand, reached into the officer's military uniform pocket with one hand, and took out a key. He put the key into the switch of the motorcycle, and then stepped onto the seat. With a bang, the motorcycle started. The Sikh patrol who heard the sound saw a motorcycle rushing from the end of the street, and quickly drew his gun, trying to stop the motorcycle and the rider.Wang Mutian buried his head and rushed between them.Gunshots rang out, chasing Wang Mutian and the motorcycle. Wang Mutian lowered his body and focused on driving. This time he was racing against bullets. When they reached a corner, two policemen rushed out. Wang Mutian leaned over and rushed past desperately. The side of the car almost scraped the ground and turned around... Xiao Liu was running like crazy on the street. At a crossroads, he turned his head and yelled to the partner who was following him: "Idiot! Don't follow me! Run separately!" But Xiao Gao and Xiao Zheng didn't seem to hear, they still followed Xiao Liu and ran to the left. Behind them, there was the sound of a motorcycle motor—Xiao Liu turned his head and saw Wang Mutian riding a motorcycle to the right.Two patrolmen on horseback rushed over from across the road and followed the motorcycle. Xiao Liu slowed down, turned his head, Wang Mutian had already led the patrols away, he turned his head again, looked at his companions who were still frantically running for their lives, and gasped: "Don't run, no one is chasing you." In the direction where Wang Mutian disappeared, two or three gunshots sounded.Both Xiao Gao and Xiao Zheng blinked their eyelids violently. Of course the horse couldn't run the motorcycle, Wang Mutian quickly left the patrolman on horseback far behind.He crossed a road that had just been paved with asphalt, and the road maintenance worker who was laying asphalt was stunned... Wang Mutian escaped from danger.He hid the motorcycle and walked across the front yard silently with bare feet, but he didn't know that Sang Xia was paying attention to him. Zhu Yuqiong was also awakened by the sound of the motorcycle, stood on the balcony for a while, and walked back to the small living room, where she saw Sang Xia.Sang Xia asked her: "Mother, why are you up?" Zhu Yuqiong said in a daze: "It's like this every time. When I heard the sound of the motorcycle, I thought the telegraph office was sending a telegram...I was worried about something happened to my Yufeng, so I sent a telegram...I also know, Yufeng My university has been transferred to Guizhou, so I can’t telegraph to me... Did you wake up from the motorcycle too?” Sang Xia nodded, "Yes." Zhu Yuqiong sighed: "Only when I suddenly wake up in the middle of the night will I realize that this is the time of war, and everything is not peaceful..." Wang Mutian had already walked into the small living room. Standing outside the door, he heard the conversation between Zhu Yuqiong and Sang Xia. Zhu Yuqiong continued: "I don't know if I'm a guest in my dreams... As for me, I'm dreaming during the day, and I'm awake at night. Every wind and grass will remind me of Ayu... It's really hard to be a mother, and I can't become An old hen spread her wings and hid her chicks underneath..." "I really don't know what is best for him: let him stay in Shanghai, where Chinese people are seen as lower than dogs, I feel wronged him; let him go far away, and miss him every night, for him I'm sorry. In a poor place like Guizhou, do you have something to eat? Are you used to it? Where do you go to see a doctor when you're sick... So, when I heard the sound of a motorcycle, I was terrified, afraid that the telegram would come pretending to be bad news..." Wang Mutian quietly walked into the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.After the rough seas, our little hero was surprisingly calm and comfortable, falling asleep in no time. The door was gently pushed open, and Sang Xia looked at the sleeping boy at the door, her eyes rested on his sleeping face, as if she wanted to find out the turbulent waves he had just experienced. The moonlight sprinkled softly on the earth, so the night gained the illusion of tranquility. The moon is forgetful, but the street has an excellent memory. Early in the morning, beside a truck loaded with asphalt, a man in a short-sleeved shirt and Chinese-style trousers stopped two road maintenance workers with a folding fan.The road maintenance worker looked at him. This man did not hide his special appearance in plain clothes in the patrol room.The plainclothes pointed to the eye-catching asphalt ruts with a folding fan: "At two or three o'clock this morning, did you see a person on a motorcycle passing by here?" A young road maintenance worker replied: "It seems that a motorcycle passed by." "Remember what he looked like?" The tired young road maintenance worker said listlessly: "The speed of the car is so fast, how can you see clearly?" The plainclothes turned the corner and came to the street outside the gate of Wang's house. He stared at the road, as if he had lost something valuable and was looking for it along the way.He stopped suddenly, bent down, looked at the unclear asphalt ruts on the road, then raised his head, looked at the iron gate on the right front and the bungalow inside the gate. He stood up, inspected the bungalow, then turned his head, inspected the rut.What they do requires a keen sense of smell, and now he seems to have smelled something between the rut and the bungalow in front. Hong Wangnan and Xiaoding came to the residential area of ​​Nanshi District early in the morning. The situation in the residential area was just as Ji Jiaming said, noisy and chaotic.He saw that there were mostly plank houses on the street here, and some shops were removing their door panels.Stalls were set up at the entrances of some shops, selling rice fried dough sticks, tiger paws, and sugar porridge. The sound of prickling in the oil pan mixed with the noise of the screws tied to the toilet brush scraping against the toilet.Near the stall selling breakfast, there is a wooden dung truck that dumps toilets.The dung truck man might be sitting at the breakfast stand eating. Wearing trousers, a white shirt and a tie, Hong Wangnan looked awkward standing on this humble street belonging to the poor class of Shanghai. His gentleman's attire was simply a demonstration and showing off to the residents here. 作为高级工程师的闻辛似乎也不应该属于这里，但是他的确在这里居住。 他们来到一个小巷口，看了一下巷子的号码：1303弄。小丁留下来，洪望楠走进巷子，找到闻辛的住处。闻辛的住处毫不起眼，是那种带阁楼和天井的老式居民房。开门的是闻家女佣，女佣告诉他，闻先生到弄堂口的茅房排队去了。 所以，洪望楠只好到臭气熏天的茅房去找闻辛。他沿着小巷朝前走，渐渐看见一队男人和一队女人，有的女人用手绢捂着鼻子，有的女人脚边放着木质马桶。他顺着两支队伍往前看，看到一幢灰砖建筑物，那就是这条巷子唯一的厕所了。 找了半天他也没有找到闻辛，有人以为他要插队，冲他大声嚷嚷起来，洪望楠解释也没人听。这一嚷，被准备从厕所出来的闻辛听到了，闻辛吃了一惊，他没想到洪望楠居然能跑到这里来找他。情急之下，他从口袋掏出一个硬币，对一个正在蹲坑的一个男人说：“我买你这份报纸！” 男人像看一个精神病一样看着他，接过硬币，忽然又反悔了：“唉，你买走报纸，我用什么擦屁股？” 闻辛一愣，撕下一小半报纸，递给男人。 此刻洪望楠进来了，闻辛立刻装作看报纸，把那大半张旧报纸遮在面孔前面。 洪望楠打量着厕所里一个个蹲着的、站着的男人，却让一个“过于专注”读报的人从他身边挤了过去。 闻辛用报纸挡着脸，匆匆出了男厕所的门，飞快地向自己家门跑去，算是逃过一劫。回到家，他呼唤女佣：“四好婆！”女佣抱着一个婴儿从狭窄的木头楼梯上下来。 闻辛问女佣刚才是不是有人找他，果然洪望楠找过他，闻辛不由心烦意乱：“以后随便谁找我，都不准他进门。” 女佣对主人的过分小心有些不以为然：“这个你已经交代我几遍了……” 闻辛拿起衣帽架上的衣服帽子，想到自己像个耗子一样东躲西藏，就更来气：“那我就再交代你一遍！”看见八仙桌上摆好的早饭，拿起盘子里的粢饭团就朝门口走去，想了想，又站住了，“四好婆，你出去看看，假如那个先生回来了，你就告诉他，我一般都是上了厕所直接上班。” 女佣“哦”了一声，抱着孩子出去，闻辛趴在破旧的木头门缝隙上往外看，洪望楠正急匆匆地朝他家门走过来。 闻辛看到洪望楠问了女佣几句话，然后从口袋里掏出一个红纸包来，他凑近襁褓，看着孩子柔嫩的小脸，说：“刚满月吧？真可爱！这是我带的一份满月礼。”说着便把红纸包递给女佣。女佣不敢拿，往后退缩，洪望楠不由分说地把红纸包塞进襁褓，“请你转告闻先生，一个跟他一起在美国念过书、听过他演讲的洪先生希望能跟他见面。拜托你了。”说完便转身而去。 在阁楼上的闻太太看到趴在门缝上窥视的闻辛，不由奇怪：“你在做什么？跟谁藏猫猫呢？”闻辛慌忙把食指放在嘴唇上：“嘘……” 一脸喜气的女佣直接往天井里走，朝着阁楼上的闻太太摇摇手里的红纸包：“太太，一早就有个好先生给我们毛头送满月礼！” 闻太太是见钱眼开的主儿，惊喜起来：“真的？我下来看看！” 站在门后的闻辛赶紧把门关严实，闩上门说：“谁让你随随便便拿陌生人的东西？” 女佣辩白：“他不是陌生人！” 闻辛不耐烦地说：“你四好婆眼里，全世界都是熟人！” “他是你美国的同学！怎么是生人？” “你就给我记好了，这年头儿，生人不会成熟人，熟人倒会变生人！” 闻太太从梯子上下来，接过女佣手里的红包，打开，一叠钞票露了出来。钞票旁边是一个信封：“哦哟，你哪个同学这么大方，送这么多礼金！” “你就看得到礼金。”闻辛拿起那个信封，“还有这个呢？我就知道他们会来麻烦我！” 闻太太和女佣都把目光转向那个被她们忽略得干干净净的信封，一时间都安静下来。 闻辛把信封里的信笺抽出，马上就愣住了。这并不是预期的洪望楠的信笺，而是一张黄旧的演讲稿，题目是《从科学救国到科学治国》，落款是他的名字。他看了一会儿，然后慢慢放下自己曾经的演讲稿。 闻太太观察着他：“怎么了？” 闻辛面无表情：“肚子饿了。”说着将演讲稿揉成一团，扔在地上，“吃早饭。” 从闻家走出来，洪望楠给季家鸣打了个电话，大致说了下刚才发生的情况，季家鸣回应说：“对我来说，就是一次最简单的行动，先把他绑来，之后呢，你想跟他叙旧也好，畅谈也好，辩论也好，都随你。” 洪望楠还不打算放弃努力：“先礼后兵，仁至义尽以后再说。” 从电话亭走出来，洪望楠从口袋里拿出一张照片，然后招呼小丁：“他叫闻辛，记住了。这条巷子那头，也有一个电车站，可能闻辛今天会改变路线从那里上电车，你把守那个巷子口，我把守这边。快！”小丁接过照片，匆匆穿过马路，跑进巷子。 洪望楠还是失算了，闻辛今天不坐电车，他花钱坐轿车。闻太太看他坐轿车很不满意：“你一个月才挣多少钱？要养两个小人三个大人，乘轿车上班，我们天天吃咸菜啊？” 闻辛拉开门走出去：“咸菜已经蛮好了，要是他们把我拖到内地，你们咸菜都没得吃！” 汽车启动了，在小巷里一寸一寸地移，坐在车后座的闻辛从纱帘内向外看去，洪望楠正和吃早点的苦力们挤坐在一条长板凳上，他看到了轿车，站起身来。这个学弟实在太执著了。他想起八年前的那个演讲的自己，那时候的洪望楠更年轻，演讲刚结束，洪望楠便走向他，和他紧紧拥抱。 看着洪望楠在轿车后面追逐，渐渐被轿车落下，闻辛轻轻放下纱帘，垂下眼帘，有些过意不去，又有些内疚。 洪望楠在紧盯闻辛，有人在紧盯洪望楠。平野谷川对洪望楠很有兴趣。 平野谷川虽是日本人，但是他的中国话却说得相当好，他也的确希望自己看上去像个中国人，这样对情报资讯的搜集当然是很有好处的。 现在是早晨，平野坐在一家咖啡简餐馆阅读一份《大公报》，他看得很贪婪，好像要把报纸上的每个字都当点心给吃了。老唐从门外快步走过来，坐在平野对面的椅子上。 老唐四十多岁年纪，大背头，看上去颇为精明能干。从现在起，老唐将不时地出现在我们的故事里，作为故事的反派，老唐肩负着跟踪和破坏的使命，他负责让我们的主角多遭遇一些意外，从而让故事变得更加曲折。 老唐从口袋中拿出一张纸，很恭敬地推到平野面前：“从昨天夜里到今天上午，王家所有人的通话记录，都在这里。” 平野眼里露出赞赏之意，他吩咐女服务生：“给这位先生来一客古拉士汤。” 老唐问：“这古拉士汤是什么汤？” 平野扶了一下眼镜，拿起纸，说：“波兰的一道名菜，就是牛肉辣汤。解饿过瘾。”他指着纸上的一处问：“这里记漏了没有？” “电话局为我们监听的人，速记技巧很好，不会漏记的。” 平野分析说：“昨晚十一点四十一分的那个电话里，洪望楠说'明天南市区你不要去了'，一定是他们原先说好是两人一块儿去，洪望楠突然决定不带王多颖去了，这是他在十一点多冒险往王家打电话的原因……” "why?" “为什么？王多颖也是这么问的。不过下面洪望楠给王多颖的答复显然在敷衍她。他说：太早了，你是个懒丫头，起不来。就是说，去南市区的这件事，有一定的危险，洪望楠不愿意王多颖跟他一块儿冒险。多颖毕竟是涉世未深的女孩子，望楠舍不得她冒一点风险……” 老唐点头。 “那么，他们去南市干什么呢？” “无非是跟什么人接头。” "With whom?" 老唐喝了一口咖啡，接着说：“找到洪望楠的住处，跟踪他，就明白了。” 平野思忖着。 老唐继续说：“只要找到洪的住处，什么都好办，把他抓起来一审，别说南市的接头人，全上海的接头人就都有了……” 平野轻轻摇头：“你知道这件事我为什么找你而不找我自己组织上的人吗？就因为你既不为日本人干，也不为汪精卫干，更不为共产党和国民党干，你只为……”他捻了捻手指头，“钞票干。要是一上来就把洪望楠抓起来，我需要你吗？上海有多少部抓人审人的机器？” 老唐对平野的理解表示欣慰，不过他还是不解：“为什么不能抓他？” 平野似笑非笑地说：“现在不能抓。只有让洪望楠到处走动，我们才能发现所有中央飞机制造厂的老员工和现在正在为他提供保护的国民党地下组织。” 洪家也在打听洪望楠的消息。洪望梅背负着寻找洪望楠的重要任务，她一大早便跑到王家，对王多颖嚷嚷着要找洪望楠，她埋怨洪望楠，说是姆妈中风了洪望楠也不回家看一眼，心太狠了。王多颖一听便着急起来，这可是大事。洪望梅欣赏着乱作一团的王多颖，心中暗笑，这是她想出的好点子。她是最轻松的一个，因为她什么都不晓得，所以总是无知的人最快乐。 王多颖和洪望梅在门外一直吵吵闹闹，打扫完天花板的桑霞却走到王沐天的卧室。王沐天正睡得不知今夕何夕，桑霞一句话让他一下子睡意全无，桑霞说：“我问你一句话，你回答了，随便你睡到什么时候。你把东西藏到哪里去了？” 王沐天抓着头皮，脸上是小孩耍赖的表情：“我没拿过你的东西啊！” “那我点穿了啊，你把今天凌晨弄回来的赃物藏到哪里去了？”桑霞发出诡秘的微笑，“你妈可是在客厅里呢。” 看来昨晚的行动还是不够成功，王沐天只好乖乖听命于桑霞，向后院走去。桑霞跟在他后面，像押解着一个俘虏。 后院跟前院有很大的区别，首先是窄小，其次是杂乱荒芜。靠后墙搭了一座油毛毡棚子，里面堆着进一步淘汰出来的杂物。假如按照沐天的说法，房子里堆放的大部分东西叫“破烂”，那么棚子里堆放的，应该是“破烂的破烂”。 王沐天进了棚子，桑霞回头看了一眼，也进了棚子。 一张烂芦席盖在一个与棚子相比显得非常庞大的物体上，王沐天将芦席撩开。 桑霞吃了一惊，芦席下是一辆三轮摩托。 王沐天的语气有些得意：“车牌照我已经埋了，可以做一个假车牌挂上去。做假车牌很简单，我做过好几个……” 桑霞围着摩托转了半圈，蹲下来，手指摸着挎斗尾部的一个弹孔，显然在昨晚遭遇的枪战中挎斗成了盾牌，“我看你是疯了。” 王沐天回避话题，说：“你看多好的车！” 桑霞目光紧紧逼视着王沐天：“连个招呼都不跟我打？你要是丢了命，我怎么向组织交代？你知道你已经是我们组织的成员了吗？” 王沐天理屈了：“是他们把我硬拉去的……”老老实实把事情的经过和盘托出。 桑霞的想象力被沐天轻描淡写的描述进一步刺激了：骑马的巡捕，枪弹的追击……她更火了：“什么叫组织你懂吗？组织就是一部组装科学的机器，每个部件都只能安装在它自己的位置上，发挥它自己的功能。一个部件擅自跳出，发挥出意外的功能，这功能也许很精彩，但对整个组织毫无用处，说不定还是破坏作用，组织还需要这个部件干什么？”说完这些桑霞扭头就走。 王沐天委屈又无助：“小霞姐姐……” 桑霞转过身，目光冷硬：“你被开除了。” 王沐天愣住了：“为……为什么？” 桑霞就像没听见，飞快地离去。 这边王沐天失魂落魄，那边楼上小客厅却热闹无比。夜里那个内心敏感多愁的朱玉琼又还原了会玩会闹的本色。沈太太和另一个女牌友说是打完牌就走，朱玉琼不肯放过她们，要她们一定留下吃饭。 王沐天看到洪望梅，并不理会，只是无望地跟在桑霞身后，要为自己讨个说法，桑霞却极不耐烦，一直冷冷地板着脸。王沐天第一次见到桑霞如此严厉，他实在想不通，忍不住要绝望了。 洪望梅受到王沐天的冷落，她远远地看看桑霞，又看看身边的王沐天，酸溜溜地说了一句：“没必要吧，都十七岁了，还要找那么凶的娘姨来服侍你？” 王沐天满腔愁闷正无处发泄，看到洪望梅这个靶子，不由恶声恶气起来：“瞎说什么？” 洪望梅撇撇嘴，变本加厉地挖苦：“哦，她不是你的大脚娘姨啊？那就是个女丘八，凶得来！” 王沐天不再理会洪望梅，独自往门口走去。 洪望梅使出了杀手锏：“告诉你哦，我和我妈是这个世界上最最欢喜你的人，所以那天你偷了家里金条，又到我家撒谎去借钱，这些恶劣事情我妈才帮你瞒下来……” 王沐天又是懊恼又是心虚，对洪望梅的态度立刻软下来：“我下月一定会把洪家姆妈的钱还给她的。” 两人有一搭没一搭地说着话，忽然听到一声尖叫，是桑霞的叫声。二人扑到朝着大门口的落地窗前，隔着带破洞的纱帘，看见巡捕和便衣用手枪逼着桑霞退回大门内。王沐天拔腿就往外跑。洪望梅拉住了他：“阿沐！你干什么去？” 王沐天不理睬洪望梅，甩开她，冲出客厅。 洪望梅又跟着跑到大厅：“你是不是当上抗日分子了？” "Get out of the way!" 洪望梅的脸忽然变得热情而疯狂：“你当上我也不怕！我跟你一块儿抗日！” 王沐天愣住了。 洪望梅伸出四根手指头：“你是这个？”又比划一个“八”字：“还是这个？” 王沐天心虚了：“胡说！” 洪望梅满不在乎地说：“随便你是老四，还是老八，要么是老蒋，我都不在乎！阿沐，真的，只要你抗日，我就跟你抗日！” 王沐天一推，洪望梅被他推得老远，差点跌倒。王沐天顾不上她，冲出客厅的门。 朱玉琼立在二楼阳台，不明白发生了什么事：“你们有什么急事啊？” 那巡捕是班长，他站在王家院中央，冲着朱玉琼说：“一个日本少佐今天早上两点在舟山路受到偷袭，现在脑震荡躺在医院，他的摩托车被偷袭者骑跑了……有人检举，说摩托车被开到这个院子里来了。” 朱玉琼的笑本就勉强，现在这笑结成了冰渣子，缓了半天才扑簌簌掉到地上，她重新聚合笑脸，扬起嗓子叫管妈：“给客人倒点冷饮，搬两把椅子到院子里，让他们在树荫里坐着喝。” 桑霞慢慢地往楼里走来，这样可以给自己多赢得一点思考时间和周旋空间。她以一个极小的动作伸出手腕，看了一眼表：九点三十分。今天她要和贺晓辉到码头提货，看眼下这情形是无论如何都无法出去了。