Chapter 7 chapter 6

He Xiaohui was lying on the bed, short of breath and distracted.It was already a miracle that he came back with serious injuries, but the miracle was obviously not enough. When Sang Xia saw him in the cab, he was already unconscious.Frightened, she reached out and touched He Xiaohui's chest, and he finally let out a vague moan. Sang Xia brought a glass of water, and He Xiaohui opened his eyes slightly: "You...why... are you here again?" Sang Xia smiled at him: "You have asked me this question three times." "Because...because you didn't...answer me." "I washed your wound just now. The wound is very deep. I suspect that the bullet is still inside."

He Xiaohui grinned, as if smiling: "Don't doubt..." "why?" "Because... the bullet is inside..." "Then what to do?" He Xiaohui coughed suddenly, Sang Xia helped him up, and stuffed a pillow behind his neck.Pale blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.It turned out that he was not made of iron. Sang Xia went to the door and took a towel from the washbasin to wipe his mouth.He Xiaohui glanced at the pale blood on the towel and said, "The shrapnel is here...on the lungs..." He Xiaohui grinned and comforted Sang Xia: "It's okay... don't be afraid... I have more than one piece of shrapnel on my body, plus this one, there are three pieces..."

"Let's see a doctor." He Xiaohui closed his eyes and shook his head faintly.Sang Xia took out her sandalwood folding fan and fanned him gently.He vaguely heard He Xiaohui say inarticulately: "Zi Lan...Zi Lan..." Sang Xia approached him, hoping to hear him clearly, his voice was so weak that it was almost a whisper, "Zi Lan..." The voice suddenly stopped . Sang Xia gently opened his eyelids with her fingertips, it was cloudy, floating and hollow.She suddenly didn't know what to do. She hugged her head and squatted down slowly, hoping to clear her mind as soon as possible.

Suddenly, she remembered something, ran out of the alley, and rushed to the road.She wanted to call someone who might be able to help her out of her current predicament. After returning from the guild hall, after drinking, Hong Wangnan still couldn't calm himself down.His eyes are like a dream, empty, empty, ethereal.He walked slowly to the bed and sat down.A series of Sang Xia flashed in my mind.Dynamic Sangxia, static Sangxia, focused Sangxia, smiling Sangxia.He smiled contemptuously and closed his eyes.How can this kind of thought come in at any time? He opened his eyes and took out his wallet. Inside was a small photo of himself and Wang Duoying. The inscription on it was: Wang Nan Duoying's engagement commemoration, the 26th Spring and Autumn Period of the Republic of China.In anyone's eyes, it is a matter of course that the couple in the photo should get married.But in his eyes, all of this has been taken for granted but has quietly changed.He covered his eyes with that small photo, and muttered to himself: "Aying, I'm sorry..."

Someone rang the bell outside the door, it was Ji Jiaming: "I got the news too late, so I rushed over, the people who watched the excitement dispersed, and the policemen also left." Hong Wangnan was a little surprised: "Who passed the news to you?" Ji Jiaming's expression was very stiff: "Don't ask me first. Answer me first, is your mother really sick?" Hong Wangnan was ashamed: "I know, I made a mistake." "More than a mistake? You almost committed a crime! Once you fall into the hands of the Japanese, who can guarantee that you will survive their torture?" Ji Jiaming walked back and forth in the room, "If you can't, they will pry open your mouth and let you go You know where the newly completed central aircraft manufacturing plant is, what aircraft are the first to be put into production, and which plants are the core engines for assembling the aircraft... They will give you the precise longitude and latitude of these plants. Pick it out of your mouth... We are just this aircraft factory! It has been relocated twice, and it was bombed twice..."

Hong Wangnan interrupted Ji Jiaming suddenly and rudely: "Shut up! I know this much better than you!" Ji Jiaming stared at Hong Wangnan: "The superiors are going crazy, because the factory lacks skilled technical backbones. Once you are arrested, you will implicate the technical backbones of the old Jianqiao factory that you are contacting and have already contacted!" "Shut up! From what point do you know that I, Hong Wangnan, would do such a greedy thing? Do you think I'm so shameless?" Ji Jiaming sneered: "You are still young. You are only twenty-nine years old. You don't know how much shamelessness people hide, you don't know how much shamelessness you hide. You don't realize how shameless you are until you are in front of the torture."

"That's you, you may be hiding immeasurable shamelessness!" Hong Wangnan was so angry that he could hardly contain himself. Ji Jiaming sat down and said slowly: "I must be hiding considerable shamelessness. You don't have to speak to me in such a revealing tone. I don't hate other people's shamelessness, just because I know that I may not be as shameless in the same situation. other people." He could express his shamelessness so frankly, Hong Wangnan looked at this hateful face, stood up abruptly and walked to the door, "I'm asking you to go out now! I will directly contact the higher-ups tomorrow and ask them to send me another liaison officer! "

Ji Jiaming was indifferent: "I have already reported your mistakes today to my superiors. They will give you a demerit, and they decided that I will supervise your work." "Go away, or you won't be able to hide your shamelessness anymore!" Ji Jiaming stood up slowly, and walked slowly to the door: "It doesn't matter, I can hide it or not, I just need to make sure that your shamelessness is not pulled out by the Japanese's leather whip, or branded by their red-hot iron. I really hope You'll never have the chance in your life to find out how shameless you are."

The door closed silently behind Ji Jiaming.Hong Wangnan sat down on the edge of the bed and fell on the pillow.Suddenly, Sang Xia's face flashed in front of his eyes again.He turned around, but it was Sang Xia from another angle, and this Sang Xia was looking at him with fiery eyes. Hong Wangnan couldn't avoid Sang Xia anymore, he surrendered, and said to Sang Xia in the hallucination: "Human is such a shameless thing. If we can meet again in this life, let's discuss the profound issue of shamelessness." He finally fell into a deep sleep. The sleepiness was so deep that the phone rang for a long time before he suddenly woke up.In the dark space, he picked up the phone.

Sangxia.He sat up suddenly. It was really Sang Xia, he didn't expect her to call so soon.Her voice was a little hoarse, a little uneasy, and even a little desperate, "Lao He seems to be dying! I'm so scared, I don't know what to do..." Sang Xia is asking him for help, which means that he at this moment is very important to Sang Xia at this moment.He takes comfort in this: "How is he feeling now?" "He didn't feel it...Probably bleeding too much...Do you know any surgeons?" Hong Wangnan was a little hesitant: "Yes, but now no one knows that I have returned to Shanghai. What I will do when I come back is top secret."

"Then... let me think of another way..." He seemed to see Sang Xia's face in the dark: anxious and painful.This made him feel uneasy and frustrated, as if he couldn't do anything for Sang Xia.But at this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his heart, and the lightning saved him. "Wait! Are you familiar with Joffrey Road?" Sang Xia sensed hope from his words: "Don't care if I'm familiar with it or not, I will definitely find it! Before I came to Shanghai, I had memorized the map of Shanghai." His spiritual world rose in the dark: "No. 1760 Joffre Road, second floor, Dr. Falkenstein's consulting room. This Jewish doctor and I used to belong to the same tennis club. We don't have a deep friendship, but it's better than no friendship at all. He hates the Germans and dislikes the Japanese, but that doesn't stop him from loving money. Bring more money. You must act fast, no doctor is willing to accept dying wounded, especially the enemy in the occupied area. Here I am It's very close to the clinic, and I'll be there in advance to wait for you." Sang Xia's voice began to take on color: "Okay! Thank you so much!" He refused to thank: "Don't make logical mistakes, Lao He was injured for me." Sang Xia suddenly said something in English: "I'll see you there." I'll see you there. This English sentence moved him suddenly. This kind of emotion came out of nowhere. It seemed to be a kind of tacit understanding and resonance, a kind of unknown destiny and arrangement. "See you soon. Bye." He jumped out of bed and quickly put on his clothes and shoes.He picked up his coat, pushed open the door, and rushed out. He ran through the corridor, reached the elevator door, and pressed the button... Until then, he was willing to let himself take a breath. When the sky was getting brighter, a medium-sized truck stopped downstairs of Dr. Falkenstein's clinic, and Hong Wangnan ran to meet it.Sang Xia opened the car window and nodded to him.He ran to the right side of the truck, opened the door of the truck, and the two carried He Xiaohui out of the truck.He covered He Xiaohui with the prepared white sheet, and told Sang Xia: "The doctor is already on his way, and his driver will pick him up. He will also pick up the anesthesiologist on the way. We will arrive at the clinic within ten minutes." Hong Wangnan exerted a strong force, picked up He Xiaohui, and walked quickly to the door of the building.Sang Xia trotted behind. Hong Wangnan reminded Sang Xia: "The doctor agreed to the operation when he received my call. I said that it was the Japanese secret agents who arrested anti-Japanese elements on the road and accidentally injured our friend. We must speak with one voice." The two entered the elevator, and Sang Xia pressed the floor number: "Did the doctor doubt your words?" "He must be skeptical. But he agreed very happily. I don't know if it's because his antipathy towards the Japanese has deepened in the past two years, or his demand for money has increased." Sang Xia looked at Hong Wangnan. At this moment, he looked enthusiastic, resolute and calm, and his eyes seemed to have endless penetrating power. The elevator door opened, and a Jewish male nurse tacitly put He Xiaohui into the car with Hong Wangnan.Then he pushed the cart and ran towards the waiting room with double doors. Sang Xia and Wang Nan stood up and watched the male nurse push He Xiaohui into a room with a glass door.The words "Operating Room" in Chinese and English are printed on the glass door. Sang Xia stared at the door of the operating room, and said softly, "He just called someone's name in a daze." "Whose name?" "A woman's name. Violet." "Either his wife or his lover. In the gap between life and death, this kind of thought can still be squeezed in." Hong Wangnan paused for a while, and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid the only thing that can be squeezed in is this kind of thought." It's like talking about yourself. Dr. Falkenstein rushed in carrying an exquisite briefcase, followed by a Chinese female anesthesiologist.He nodded to Hong Wangnan who was coming up, as a greeting.The male nurse who had just entered came out of the operating room with a form in his hand.Falkenstein snatched the paper impatiently and said, "It will tell me how the wounded are doing at the moment." He glanced grimly at the data on the form.Both Sang Xia and Wang Nan looked at his face, as if they were reading the data on this face. After reading the form, Falkenstein calmed down: "It's all in my expectation, nothing too unexpected, but the blood pressure is lower than I expected. Type O blood, I hate it. Have you called the blood bank of St. Mary's Hospital?" Sang Xia walked up to the doctor: "No need, I have type O blood." Falkenstein looked at Sang Xia: "Hey, that guy is really lucky." He was in the mood to joke now, "Both of you, male and female, have type O blood. In the future, your child should be..." Sang Xia corrected the doctor: "The wounded man and I are just friends." Falkenstein shrugged and said to the male nurse, "Take her in and prepare for a blood transfusion." Then he turned to Wang Nan, "That means the lucky guy is Mr. Hong?" Hong Wangnan half-jokingly said: "I wish I could be so lucky." After saying this, he regretted it a little, it seemed pompous and stupid, and it had no novelty.He looked over to Sang Xia, and Sang Xia's eyes swept over him at the same time. He didn't seem to find any dangerous information from it, but he wasn't quite sure. Wang Mutian was not idle all night, and his plan to rescue Hong Wangnan with his three partners achieved a glorious victory. The three partners were still unsatisfied, and ran to the backyard of Wang Mutian's house to play around.They have made great achievements, so they are naturally qualified to ask for rewards. Wang Mutian brought them food and drink from home, and they were still unwilling to leave after eating and drinking. This made Wang Mutian very unhappy: "Oh, you really want to live. at my house?" Xiao Liu stared at Wang Mutian: "Hey, we have helped you so much, what's your attitude?" Wang Mutian retorted: "How can you help me? Don't you want to fight against Japan every day, and you don't have the opportunity to look for opportunities everywhere. If you can't find opportunities, you have to fight against Japan when you create opportunities? I gave you such a good opportunity to fight against Japan. How did you become a helper?" I'm busy? Don't forget how it was sung: 'Responsible for the rise and fall of the world', are you responsible for me?" Xiao Liu doesn't like to listen to Wang Mutian's big truths: "We haven't even seen what that person looks like, and we don't know what he is doing. Based on your words, Wang Mutian, we will regard him as an anti-Japanese hero and risk our lives to see him." Help, I found out later that he is some kind of relative of yours. Maybe the three of us played with you, Ah Mu all night!" Xiao Zheng also complained: "Hey, that guy who was watching took out a real gun at me. He didn't shoot because my forehead is high. Good luck!" The requirements of the partners are actually not very high, but they just want to take a look at the motorcycle, which is their trophy. They have always dreamed of riding a motorcycle on the street one day, that is the real prestige.Wang Mutian didn't want them to see it, so Xiao Liu began to think wildly, yelling that Wang Mutian must have sold the motorcycle.Wang Mutian didn't sell it, of course he didn't admit it, and asked how to sell it, Xiao Liu said: "What's so difficult about it? Disassemble it into eight pieces, ship it separately, and then take it to the car dealer to assemble it and sell it!" Wang Mutian was inspired, Why didn't I think of it before, so I couldn't help but praise Xiao Liu: "You are smarter than you look." Xiao Liu said proudly: "I have seen my brother do this kind of thing since I was a child!" This sentence provoked Wang Mutian again. Look down: "So you have known such dirty tricks since you were a child." This statement annoyed Xiao Liu, who also had self-esteem, and punched Wang Mutian in the face. Wang Mutian staggered back, covered his nose with one hand, and blood flowed from the cracks in his hand.Xiao Liu continued to go crazy: "Let us work our lives for you, rescue some shit hero? You are his brother-in-law, of course you have to rescue him! Let us spend the night with you as brother-in-law! We don't have a sister to marry him!" Wang Mutian was furious, he picked up a burnt bench leg, and suddenly rushed towards Xiao Liu: "You're the one!" Xiao Zheng and Xiao Gao blocked him. Wang Mutian struggled like crazy: "Do you want to be his brother-in-law? You deserve it too! You don't even deserve to carry a chamber pot for him! He built an airplane for our country! He built an airplane specially designed to beat the Japanese! He is a doctor of flight dynamics! Do you know how many Chinese people have become doctors in flight dynamics in the United States? Two! He is the second! The Japanese spy who is following him! If I had known that you are such a scumbag, I would not have asked you to go there Rescue him!" Xiao Liu was stunned.Blood flowed across Wang Mutian's face and poured into his mouth, and he spat out bloody saliva. Xiao Zheng hurriedly smoothed things over, bowing his hands together: "I'm sorry, I wronged you, Amu! You are the brother-in-law of a hero, and I don't know Taishan with my eyes!" Half of Wang Mutian's anger subsided, and he stared at Xiao Zheng: "You are the brother-in-law!" Xiao Zheng felt aggrieved: "Did you just say that we are not worthy to be his brother-in-law? We are not worthy!" Xiao Gao patted Wang Mutian on the shoulder: "Amu, just let us take a look at the motorcycle, and everyone will be at peace!" "Look and see!" Wang Mutian led his friends into the shed, lifted the reed mat, revealing the shiny motorcycle body, "How is it? It has all beards and tails, and all internal organs are complete. I also used half a liter of oil to wipe it all over. .” The three partners had nothing to say.Xiao Liu struggled to regain some face for himself: "Anyway, this is the spoils of the four of us, and it is the only thing we seized from the devils. No one is allowed to be greedy." Wang Mutian said: "When you learn how to ride a bicycle, just take it away." Wang Mutian and his friends were noisy, and Guan Ma and the police who secretly monitored Wang's house on the backyard wall saw that Guan Ma outside the shed was confused and didn't know what they were arguing about.The policeman on the top of the wall had a vague understanding. He guessed that the children's quarrel might be related to the missing motorcycle, and he was happy: "This is the opportunity to make meritorious deeds." He shouted: "Who is it?" He was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped down the wall. Wang Mutian heard Guan Ma said that someone climbed over the wall, so he paid attention.When the companions dispersed, they ambush at the back door with a table leg as thick as an arm, and sure enough, they heard two police officers muttering. Patrolman A said: "Why don't we climb over the wall and go in to have a look. If the motorcycle is really hidden in there, immediately ask the squad leader to bring someone to search the house overnight." Patrolman B said: "He is the squad leader after all, he is wise, he would have guessed that the motorcycle would not come out of this yard. If he hadn't set up a secret sentry here without telling Falfoll, wouldn't these lawless little red guys get in there? "But he is timid, "If you can't find the motorcycle when you go in, and you are discovered by this family, I warn you, it is still at night to enter the house privately, but you are with the thief. Patrol this job, and you will ruin your game." .Our bowl of rice is neither dry nor thin, so the whole family will not starve to death!" Patrol A is very confident: "Nine out of ten motorcycles are hidden inside. If you find the motorcycle and get a reward, I can add a few pieces of shredded pork to my rice bowl!" "Then you go in by yourself. It's not worthwhile to take risks for this little reward. If Falfoy asks how we got the exact information, what do you say? You said you sneaked in over the wall to search? Falfoy might Turn your face and say that the way you obtained evidence was improper." "Okay, you watch for me, I'll go in, and I'll get you two bottles of Yanghe Daqu as a reward." "Four bottles!" "I'm afraid of working hard, and I'm shameless. Alright, four bottles of Daqu, I'll kill you old turtle!" Patrolman B squatted on the ground, Patrolman A stepped on his leg, jumped up suddenly, and then threw one leg against the wall, with a bang, Patrolman A screamed: "What are you doing?" Wang Mutian stood under the wall, holding the table leg in his hand, and stared fiercely at Patrol A: "Why can't you see it? You're catching a thief!" Patrolman rubbed his legs angrily: "Little turtle, your bones were broken!" Wang Mutian sneered: "I hit a thief's bone! I blame my lack of strength. I planned to crush your bones in one fell swoop!" After driving away the hateful police officers, Wang Mutian spent half the night dismantling the motorcycle according to the scriptures he got from Xiaoliu. At dawn, he was done. Then, Wang Mutian dug a pit with a pickaxe, wrapped the large and small parts with newspaper or rags, and put the parts into the pit.Fill in the soil and restore the site.He panted and opened his palms. There were blood bubbles on the palms, some of which had burst and blood flowed out.But he doesn't care, he only cares about the fruits of his labor: everything is as if nothing happened, and the world is peaceful from now on. Wang Mutian packed the motor into a cardboard box, tied it tightly with hemp rope, put it on the back seat, walked out of the backyard vigilantly, and then flew up the empty street like a bird out of its cage. He was still careless, Guan Ma had clearly seen everything he did. Sang Xia fell asleep leaning against the back of the sofa in the waiting room, a beige leather sandal stained with blood. Hong Wangnan stared at her, as if he had been staring at her for a long time.He walked up to her, squatted down, gently picked up her feet, and placed them on his knees, thinking about how to untie the seemingly complicated shoelaces.He clumsily untied her shoelaces, took off her shoes, and stood up gently again. Holding the sandals, he looked around and found a bathroom on one side. When he walked in, the light that was suddenly turned on was unexpectedly bright.He picked up a piece of toilet paper, turned on the faucet, dipped in some water, and began to wipe the blood on the shoes.The shoes were gradually wiped clean.He looked at the shoe with the shape of Sang Xia's feet, and then raised his head to look at his reflection in the mirror. The person in the mirror made him feel strange: the hair was disheveled, the clothes were disheveled, and the lips were chapped. The decent and calm Hong Wangnan. The eyes of the man in the mirror seemed to be burning with something, and dreaming about something, what was this man going crazy for? Hong Wangnan didn't dare to admit that when true love hit him, he was in such a gap between life and death.At that moment, he saw himself as a prodigal son, or in other words, he saw a ridiculous man who was engaged to one woman and fell hopelessly in love with another woman. He walked over with the shoes and saw Sang Xia's bare toes rubbing on the floor, rubbing them again, as if she was looking for her shoes in a dream.Her sleeping face was tired, unclean, but wonderfully beautiful, and a lock of hair fell from her forehead and cast a little shadow over her face. He knew nothing of this woman, and his madness was probably due to hopelessness.The encounter between him and her was like two opposite trains in the dark night, the bright lights of the other side seemed brighter, and they seemed so vigorous when they passed each other, but after all, they were trains going in two directions. He walked over gently, squatted down, and put Sang Xia's feet on his knees.Sang Xia moved, opened her eyes slightly, and looked at the man squatting in front of her, as if she couldn't remember who he was for a while. Hong Wangnan puts his head down and puts on Sang Xia's shoes wholeheartedly.Just now he thought it was very complicated to take off the shoes, but now he found that putting on this shoe was even more complicated: the thin strap went from one side of the foot to the other, and the buckle was very small and very delicate. Sang Xia suddenly showed shyness on her face, and there was tenderness in her shyness.Close your eyes again and enjoy this short-lived beauty. The door opened with a "bang", and Dr. Falkenstein rushed out. He was taken aback by the position and appearance of the couple at the moment. Falkenstein had just completed the operation on He Xiaohui, and he held out a waist-shaped treatment tray in front of their eyes, and there were two pieces of bloody shrapnel in the treatment tray: "It's all taken out." He pointed to one of the larger ones. "This one hit the edge of his right lung once. When he wakes up from anesthesia, he may cough up blood. I will give him a styptic injection, but the fatal danger should be over, if there is no infection. .” Hong Wangnan excitedly shook Falkenstein's hand and said, "Thank you, Doctor!" Falkenstein smiled: "You should thank him for his physique. He is a cow! He has been shot three times in the past, and his surgery is worse than a lazy woman's needlework." Hong Wangnan glanced at Sang Xia. At this moment, Sang Xia was immersed in the joy of being reborn after the catastrophe. "Julian will settle the bill with you when he leaves the hospital." Falkenstein was about to turn away, then turned back, "By the way, were you rehearsing "Cinderella" just now? The prince finally found another one." Crystal slipper?" Falkenstein's metaphor is very good, it is the kind of romantic hits the nail on the head, it seems to break Hong Wangnan's mind at once.Hong Wangnan concealed his embarrassment with a smile: "I don't remember the doctor used to be so joking." He glanced at Sang Xia from the corner of his eyes, and at this time Sang Xia was no longer shy, but smiled at him generously.It made him rather uncomfortable. Falkenstein blinked his eyes slyly: "That's because you have never seen me get off a very risky operating table. Send Cinderella home quickly, she has greatly exceeded the stipulated time. After three days, if If there is no major problem, I will notify you to pick them up." Sang Xia and Falkenstein shook hands: "Doctor, goodbye." Falkenstein laughed: "It's better not to see me goodbye, it's nothing good to see me again!" Sang Xia also giggled.Hong Wangnan pulled her towards the door. Falkenstein looked at their backs and muttered in a low voice: "It's nice to be young." It's good to be young, even though Sang Xia's skirt is dirty, even though Hong Wangnan's hair is disheveled, they still look full of vitality under the encouragement of the morning breeze. Hong Wangnan murmured excitedly all the time: "Lao He was saved! Great! Great!" The two shared the joy of a dying man recovering his life from the death line, and at this moment they were connected.But Sang Xia quickly thought about the future problems: "After he is discharged from the hospital, he can't go back to the original place to live. When I carried him out, his landlord and neighbors saw it. Not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, What if his landlord notifies the patrol house or the Japanese military police? Even if Lao He is discharged from the hospital, he will be very weak and need to recover from his injuries. He may not be able to move very easily for a long time. Once a sudden situation arises, he will deal with it. No way." Hong Wangnan said eagerly: "Do you think this is okay? Let Lao He move to my apartment and I will take care of him. If you are worried, you can follow him to take care of him." Seeing Sang Xia hesitate, he immediately explained, "I will take care of him." The house is big, and a house of that size can usually accommodate a large family in Shanghai! Even if we move in five more Lao Hes, they can all live there!" Sang Xia slowed down and seemed hesitant: "I live with you too, what's the matter?" "What does that matter? When we first built the factory, we could only live in tents. Later, a group of college students from the Southwest Associated University came to volunteer as workers. The tents were not enough for a while, and a tent could accommodate a dozen or twenty people. In such a large Sino-US cooperative aircraft factory, no one thinks it is abnormal that American engineers and our Chinese experts are squeezed into a tent. The apartment I live in is much better than the tents in the mainland! In the words of Americans, 'In order to fight against fascism all over the world, I am willing to eat canned food for a long time, live in tents, and be a cowboy in the development of the west again!'" Hong Wangnan saw that a coffee shop was open, and held Sang Xia's hand and said, "Come on, Let's have breakfast together. I'm already hungry!" They came too early, there was no one in the restaurant, when Hong Wangnan and Sang Xia came in, a waiter was moving down the dining chair that was propped up on the table.Sang Xia pointed to the chair facing the door and asked, "Can I sit here?" She added, "I'm afraid to turn my back to the door." Hong Wangnan asked, "Why?" Sang Xia smiled: "It's a quirk, maybe it's neuroticism, maybe it's a professional habit. Facing the door, you can take the initiative and let everyone who steps through the door come into your field of vision first." "Professional habits? How long has it been since you graduated from college to develop professional habits?" Sang Xia's expression became mysterious: "A hunter's professional habits. A hunter must first ensure that he does not become someone else's prey, and that his shotgun can follow his eyes. Look, that's it—" She picked up A table knife on the table, held up like a shotgun, aimed at the door from the table knife.A pair of sparrows fell on the ground at the entrance of the restaurant. She squinted one eye, as if she really wanted to hunt them down. "Any game that appears is already within range of my shotgun. My eyes and sights must keep anyone who steps through this door under control. If the beast that comes in is looking for prey that is me, as now , he suddenly stepped into the door and came towards me, he must be a little later than me." The little sparrow flew up, and Sang Xia pulled the trigger. Hong Wangnan looked at her with eyes full of admiration, but said, "You really know how to shoot?" Sang Xia's eyes were slightly provocative: "It's true. Don't you believe it?" Hong Wangnan suddenly grabbed the table knife from Sang Xia's side, which surprised Sang Xia who was engrossed in her own world. Hong Wangnan smiled: "How many stupid prey like sparrows are there in the world? Beasts or enemies that take you as prey will never come up from your front." Sang Xia snatched the knife coquettishly: "Then I won't let the enemy approach me like you!" Hong Wangnan approached Sang Xia, but his tone was suddenly full of gentle aggressiveness: "What if I am the enemy?" Sang Xia was taken aback for a moment, but soon relaxed, and stared at Hong Wangnan with big fiery eyes: "Those who build airplanes for my country are not my enemies." Sang Xia's smile looked so clean and transparent that Hong Wangnan was a little drunk for a moment.The waiter came over to help him out: "What would you like to order?" Hong Wangnan came back to his senses: "Bacon, fried eggs, toast, with butter and strawberry jam." Sang Xia said without hesitation, "Same as him." As soon as the waiter left, Sang Xia leaned into Hong Wangnan's ear: "I also want to ask, what happened to my shoes?" Sang Xia seems to be the kind of person who refuses to pretend to be confused.Hong Wangnan still couldn't escape, he played the table like a piano: "It's nothing." "Then how did it get into your hands?" Sang Xia pressed her step by step, "I woke up in the middle, and found that one foot was bare. I thought I was running too fast on the road, so I lost my shoe." "I saw some blood on that shoe, so I took it off for you to clean it." Sang Xia expressed disbelief: "Really?" Hong Wangnan expressed his innocence: "Why is it not true!" "You don't know..." Sang Xia's eyes became vicious, like a beautiful snake, "Do you have any quirks?" Hong Wangnan looked at Sang Xia, he was overwhelmed, and finally decided to confess: "Before I returned to Shanghai this time, I predicted the worst and all the disasters, but I didn't expect this..." Sang Xia stared at Hong Wangnan, Hong Wangnan was silent for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind: "I didn't expect to meet a woman like you." The responsible Guan Ma went upstairs to call Zhu Yuqiong early in the morning. Zhu Yuqiong had just woken up. It’s called! I told you that you wouldn’t dare to urge your life like that!” Guan Ma never took the hostess's words seriously: "Hurry up! I'm afraid our little ancestor is back!" "Amu went out again? When did you go out?" Zhu Yuqiong thought to herself, this little ancestor went to bed later than anyone else, but woke up earlier than anyone else, and he didn't know what he would do for himself someday.She followed Guan Ma to the shed in the backyard, and saw the cook Lao Luo standing majestically by a pit with a shovel in his hand. Zhu Yuqiong stared at the motorcycle parts wrapped in newspaper: "What are these?" Lao Luo replied: "Motorcycle!" "Nonsense, what does the motorcycle look like?" Guan Ma sarcastically retorted Zhu Yuqiong: "Oh, I have never eaten pork, and I have never seen a pig go away? A motorcycle, my little ancestor spent a night dismantling it!" No matter what they said, Zhu Yuqiong just didn't believe it, and she didn't bother to talk to them: "You are messing around? It is obviously a pile of junk, but you insist on calling it a motorcycle! The sun is so hot, I want to go in! She walked into the large living room on the first floor, sat at the dining table, picked up a dirty deck of poker on the table, and began to play a game of cards alone. Guan Ma and Lao Luo were quite persistent, and followed to the hall to continue chatting with Zhu Yuqiong. Guan Ma said earnestly: "A Mu dismantled a Japanese motorcycle, which is a big deal." Zhu Yuqiong couldn't hold back anymore. Stop, pick up the teacup, and slap it on the table with a "snap", the teacup shattered to pieces, "Shut up!" Guan Ma was taken aback. After so many years in the Wang family, this hostess made her feel different for the first time. Zhu Yuqiong's face turned blue, and she was furious: "Open your mouth about the Japanese, shut up about the motorcycle, you two, who saw the Japanese and the motorcycle?" Guan Ma still couldn't adapt herself to Zhu Yuqiong's transformation: "I understand even if I haven't seen it..." Zhu Yuqiong's voice was also terribly gloomy: "Things you don't see, things you don't see, there is nothing! What do you understand about things you don't see? What do you want me to understand? Let me understand that there is no need, that a deer is a horse, and a horse A deer? Since you both pointed at it, it's a horse, right? You both said it was a motorcycle, and a pile of scrap metal is a motorcycle?" Guan Ma was confused by his wife's words.Lao Luo's caretaker mother was pitiful, and drew his sword to help: "Madam, we went out to have a look. There are patrols at the front door and the back door. It must be a secret sentry sent by the patrol room to watch Amu! We are all for Amu's good, so we came to tell you! " Zhu Yuqiong glared at Lao Luo: "Calling Ah Mu a robber, stealing Japanese motorcycles, and even dismantling them into parts, is it for his benefit? This is to frame him!" "Guan Ma said that she secretly overheard what Ah Mu and those classmates were talking about. They were all talking about motorcycles, and she also saw them go to that shed to get that motorcycle. In case the police came in..." Zhu Yuqiong had a hysterical attack again, and she pulled the teacup to the floor with her hands: "Whoever overhears or sees things that didn't exist before, I will pack up and walk away! Our royal family should not talk nonsense. People like this! Our ancestors of the Wang family didn’t want this kind of person. When I come to my daughter-in-law of the Wang family, the rules have not been done well, and now we have to do the rules!” Guan Ma looked out the window and reminded the master in a low voice: "Uncle San is here!" Zhu Yuqiong's eyes were like machine guns, and he kept shooting at them: "Aren't you going to tell Uncle Third too? Tell him things you didn't have before?" Lao Luo looked at Guan Ma in embarrassment.Guan Ma lowered her head, she had never been so submissive before: "Ma'am, what about... the things hidden in that pit?" "Excuse me, what is it? If it's yours, you can take it away. If it's not yours, what do you do with it? Whose belongings, who will take care of it, is none of your business?" Zhu Yuqiong said frankly. A frank look. “不是……要是巡捕再进来搜，搜到那些东西，阿沐就没命了！” 朱玉琼提高嗓门，好像要说给街道的巡捕房听：“没事巡捕来做什么？没有的东西巡捕来搜什么？除非我们这院子里有人无中生有，让巡捕进来在我家好好的院子里刨坑挖洞。那这种人我是必定跟他做规矩，请他即刻卷铺盖走路的。” 王多颖的房间忽然响起一串钢琴音节，似乎有意对抗大厅的吵吵闹闹。朱玉琼看了一眼王多颖关着的房门，不再说话。然后看到三伯伯出现在大客厅门口，脸色马上变得笑眯眯，对三伯伯指指自己的扑克牌说：“我一个人玩老没劲的，你来陪我玩两局。” 管妈和老罗心有余悸地向门口走去，三伯伯疑惑地看看他们，又看看朱玉琼，慢慢走到朱玉琼对面，坐下来，看着这位似乎仍然不谙世事的女人说：“今天是阳历八月十三号。” 朱玉琼早有准备：“香烛都拿出来了，午时之后给敦华作两周年。” 三伯伯从口袋掏出一个丝绸袋子，打开，拿出一块乌黑的东西。 朱玉琼感动地看着三伯伯：“哟，还弄到沉香了？太破费了……”她很快平静下来，狂风暴雨骤然间化作风和日丽。 王多颖的手指入迷地在琴键上弹奏着，似乎完全沉浸在自己的世界，在家的时候她总是无聊的，只有钢琴才是她最亲密的朋友。门被推开了，朱玉琼出现在门口：“你小点声弹好吗？我有话跟你说。” 王多颖不肯停下来，抢白说：“我弹完这支曲子你再说。” 朱玉琼无奈地屈服：“好吧好吧，你不要停下来，你一边弹，我一边说。” “你不要亵渎肖邦好吗？这么好的音乐为你的唠叨伴奏啊？” 朱玉琼不想再跟女儿较劲，“我问你，昨天晚上你跟小霞还有阿沐是在一块儿吗？” "yes." “你们一块儿做了什么？” “一帮年轻人在一块儿，能干出什么好事来！这不是你常常说的吗？” “你赶快出去把你弟弟找回来！” “我怎么找得到他？” “到他那几个要好的同学家去找……再到你洪家姆妈家找找看，他跟望梅好像蛮谈得来……” “他跟她一点也谈不来！”王多颖奇怪地看着母亲，母亲一点也不理解他们，“找到阿沐，你要他做什么？” “要他不要回来，就住在洪家姆妈家。” 王多颖一下子停止弹琴：“为什么？” 朱玉琼的神情紧张起来，她看着窗外：“不要停下来啊，接着弹！” 王多颖糊里糊涂地继续弹琴，手指开始连连出错。 朱玉琼靠近王多颖：“我们家院子，前门一个巡捕，后门一个巡捕，你知道他们盯谁的梢吗？就是盯阿沐。这些巡捕逮到阿沐，日本人会把他带到日本宪兵队，那他就完了。我也就完了。我完你不在乎，不过我晓得你在乎阿沐。” 朱玉琼发出的那些颇有自知之明的抱怨王多颖懒得理会，只是好奇地问：“为什么日本人要逮捕阿沐？” “嗯……大概阿沐在外面是个抗日的大人物。我们都太小看他了。” 王多颖出门去找王沐天。朱玉琼走到小客厅，拿起死去丈夫的一帧照片，擦了擦灰尘，把照片摆放好，然后将一根蜡烛点燃，插在蜡盏上。 三伯伯走上来，开始用火柴点沉香。很快，沉香特有的冲淡、雅正的气质感染到整个空间。 王多颖到了洪家，没有看到王沐天。王沐天自己家都不愿意呆，怎么可能老老实实呆在别人家呢？ 他带着摩托马达找到一家修车行，和修车行老板讲定组装一台三轮小卡车，然后骑着自行车在外滩大街上晃悠。这一晃悠，就把一个人给晃悠出来了。在他身后不远处，一个身穿西式白衬衫、米白色西装裤的中年男人正恶狠狠地盯着他。 是神奇的老唐。老唐换了一身衣服，看上去很洋气，还换了发型，本来是大背头，现在改成平头了。这一点老唐做得很好，很专业：因为昨晚在洪家的客厅里，他跟王沐天面对面较量过，所以今天必须要改头换面。 老唐看到王沐天跳下自行车，走进了一家冰淇淋冷饮店门口，买了一个冰淇淋，然后又拿起了电话。老唐不知道这小子给谁打电话，不过他相信功夫不负有心人，只要有足够的耐心，就一定能钓出一条大鱼来。 打完了电话的王沐天又继续骑车赶路，老唐也继续跟，他跟着王沐天来到了十六铺街道。王沐天下车，他也下车。 王沐天走到茶摊的凉棚下，坐在最靠外面的一张小方桌旁边。老唐在马路对面也找了个落脚点。 很快，一个打着洋伞的女人从街道里走出来，王沐天看见她立刻站起来。女人收了洋伞，老唐盯着那女人看——这是个跟上海女子不太相同的年轻女人，他昨晚见过这个女人，他要钓的大鱼来了！ 王沐天去买茶，那女人坐在长凳上，她的眼光忽然转向老唐，老唐一向训练有素，非常巧妙地隐蔽在树干后面，装着专心阅读电线杆上张贴的两张油印广告，桃红色的广告上说，医生无痛挖鸡眼；鲜绿色的广告说，柳暗花明又一村——绝治花柳病。 老唐有了重大发现：他发现那个女人把一张折叠得很小的纸张放在王沐天面前，并对王沐天小声嘱咐着什么，然后王沐天严肃地点点头，很郑重地把纸条放进西式短裤右边的口袋。 老唐大喜：立功的机会到了！他马上闯入附近的电话亭，向平野谷川汇报情况：“我找到新线索了。上次在洪望楠家出现的小伙子，我怀疑跟营救洪望楠有关，现在我正在跟踪他。” 平野问：“发现什么了吗？” “我从外滩一直跟到十六铺，现在他在跟一个年轻女人碰头。” 平野很不耐烦：“小伙子跟女人碰头的事，你也要给我打电话？” 老唐急忙说：“不是……你听我说，这绝对不是那么简单的。我怀疑营救洪望楠的计划跟这女人有关，因为那天我在洪望楠家楼下见到过这个女人。对于人的面貌特征，我是过目不忘的。这个女人给了那小伙子一张纸条，我一会儿去把那张纸条弄到手！” 老唐看着不远处的桑霞和王沐天，笑得很得意：“一旦这条新线索和洪望楠连接起来，你就该把克扣我的四成报酬还给我。” “你放心，真是那样的话，你还会得到一个红包。” 老唐接下来的话就很不像话了，简直是在给上海人集体抹黑：“在钱这件事上，但愿你们日本人能像我们上海人一样认真。” 经过昨夜的行动，桑霞对王沐天又有了新的认识，王沐天并非无药可救：除了勇敢，他还很机智，只要耐心培养锻炼，还是有很大发展空间的。她要给王沐天一个机会。她告诉王沐天，由于贺晓辉受了重伤，往城外送药的工作只能暂时由她来做，明天上午，她要送一批药品出城，到时候她开车，王沐天负责协助她。 王沐天一听这话，表情马上严肃起来，一副“天降大任于斯人”的样子，使劲点点头。 桑霞看王沐天郑重其事的样子，不由好笑：“看你，又不是让你明天去当烈士，这么沉重干什么？” 王沐天笑了笑，但笑得很勉强。他心里还是有根刺。 “好，那你回家吧。我还要去工作。”桑霞所说的“工作”是指她的水果批发行，行里一大早就像个马蜂窝，一群零售商等着买货，有的还要退货，嫌她的货差，人家的货比她好……吵死了！一个果品批发行的女老板本身就够两个人忙的！ 王沐天很体贴地问：“我能帮你工作吗？” 桑霞不置可否：“需要的时候，我会告诉你。” 王沐天希望得到一个明确答案：“你不用给我开薪水。” 桑霞轻轻地说：“万一我们的联络点暴露，你不在里面，就不至于是'倾巢之下岂有完卵'。我想把你保存下来。我相信你会做出很大的事情来的。” 王沐天不禁感到失望：“大事情不跟你一起做，没劲。” 桑霞又笑起来，伸出手撸了一把王沐天卷曲的头发：“还不让我把你当孩子呢，这句话就是一个不折不扣的孩子说的！”顿了顿，她的表情忽然变得严肃起来，“从今天起，你就不能再当自己是孩子来说话行事了，因为组织上认为，你已经通过了考察，正式成为我们的成员了。” 王沐天难以置信，他要桑霞再说一遍，桑霞说完后，他几乎要放声大笑，他终于被组织认可了，他相信，这一切是通过他的智慧和能力换来的。 老唐远远瞧着王沐天那张充满青春朝气的脸，忽然感到非常生气，因为他在这么年轻的时候，从来就没有这么自信过，而他的青春，早已远去…… 王沐天骑车准备回家，尽管长时间没有休息，但是他似乎有着使不完的劲儿，一边骑着车，还一边拿着那张桑霞给他的暗语纸条，念念有词地诵读。 “荔枝的行市看涨，再进两百斤。”意思是：药品安全到达，正在海关等待签字。“香蕉看跌，马上停止进口。”意思是：药品没有送出，滞留在交通站。“山竹还有吗？请再发货两百斤。”意思是…… 他忽然注意到身后十来米之外，有一个骑车的、戴墨镜的中年男人，似乎在跟踪他。他开始用力地蹬车，加快车速。前面是个十字路口，他向右拐去。回过头，见身后的人也向右转了。他再向左一拐，进了一条弄堂，弄堂上空横着一条条竹竿，上面挂满洗过的衣服。他从衣服下面钻过，再次回头，发现依然没有甩掉身后的人。 他骑车从弄堂里飞出，回过头，见身后的人追得更近了。 方才桑霞还提醒王沐天，要他小心有人跟踪，他还拍着胸膛吹牛，说读过天下所有的侦探小说。现在考验他的机会来了，他冲上马路，一辆卡车正好拐过来，他迅速用一只手拉住卡车的车帮，借力飞驰。老唐很快被他甩开了！他回过头，看着心急火燎的老唐，不禁有些得意。 但是他的得意并没有维持太久，令人恼火的红灯亮了，他回过头，老唐又追了上来！ 王沐天有的是青春，他以惊人的速度拼命蹬车。老唐虽然青春不再，但他有一股狠劲，有一股毅力，为了那四成被克扣的报酬，他也必须要拼命。 老唐眼看就要追上王沐天，却没有料到王沐天会突然使诈：他突然放慢车速，人从车上跳下来，而车却从他两腿间飞出去，自行车倒下来，侧卧在马路上，轮子仍然飞转。 跟在身后的老唐做不出如此之快的反应，顺着惯性冲出去，超过了王沐天，自行车碰到王沐天的自行车上，连人带车摔倒了。 王沐天趁机推起自行车，往人行道上跑去。 可怜的老唐墨镜被甩出去老远，他不顾自己的伤痛，爬起来一瘸一拐地去捡墨镜，刚把墨镜戴上，一块镜片就从镜框上掉出来……于是他两个眼睛一黑一白，一虚一实。 老唐推着自行车向人行道跑去，他看见王沐天的身影钻进了熙熙攘攘的永安百货公司大门。 老唐怒了，你小子会使诈，老子也会玩你！他突然指着跑到楼梯口的阿沐叫喊起来：“小赤佬，钱包你拿走，照片给我扔出来！” 这话很有效果，购物的人们静止了一刹那。 王沐天正要跑上楼梯，背后一只手伸过来，抓住他的衬衫。他回头一看，发现抓他的是一个六七十岁的白胡子老头儿，老头义正辞严地呵斥王沐天：“钱包还给人家！” 王沐天极力挣扎着，那见义勇为的老头儿眼看就要抓不住他了，又大叫：“我有心脏病啊，你这么野蛮我会死在你面前的！” 王沐天的善良发生作用，不敢动了。 老唐追上来，从老头儿手里接过王沐天，很在行地把王沐天的手臂拧向背后。王沐天拼命挣扎。 老头儿很好心地对老唐说：“你轻点，他还小，骨头还嫩！”又转向王沐天，“小弟弟，什么不好做？做三只手？喏，治安办公室在那边。好好教育一下，放掉算了！” 老唐微笑着向老头儿表示感谢：“他是我儿子，我带回家慢慢教育。” 王沐天大怒：“你才是我儿子！” 老唐抽了王沐天一耳光：“没大没小，你造反了！” 他扭着王沐天走到百货公司厕所外的走廊。王沐天怒视着他：“你要干什么？” 老唐很慈祥地说：“你马上就晓得我要干什么了。”他把王沐天拽到厕所里，对厕所内惊奇地看着他们的众人说：“我教育自己的儿子，大家该干什么干什么。” 王沐天呸了一声：“谁认识这个乌龟王八蛋！” 老唐拉开一扇马桶间的门，笑着说：“你老子是乌龟，你也不会是条龙。进去！” 王沐天拼死争拗。老唐把王沐天扭在背后的手阴狠地往上一提，王沐天疼得失声叫起来。 老唐这话是对大家说的：“不进去我们就去巡捕房。要去哪里？”王沐天被他使劲一推，进了马桶隔间。 人们盯着马桶隔间的门，听见“咚”的一声巨响，那是王沐天在用脚踹门。 这时候的老唐就需要用狞笑来掩饰内心的慌张了，他狞笑着要去掏王沐天右边的裤子口袋。 王沐天大叫：“救命……杀人啦！” 老唐将王沐天推到马桶边，扭住他臂膀的手使劲往上提，王沐天疼得身体软了，跪倒在马桶前，老唐将他的头摁进马桶，王沐天的头淹没在马桶的水里，老唐扳了一下抽水扳钮，水箱的水澎湃地奔涌而出，王沐天被呛得几乎窒息。老唐提起他的头发，王沐天大声喘气，咳嗽。 老唐问王沐天：“你乖不乖？……要不要自己拿出来给我？” 几个男人在外面实在听不下去了，有一个说道：“不能虐待孩子！要出人命的！” 老唐看着王沐天：“他不学好，偷他老子的钱！”他再次把手往王沐天口袋里伸，王沐天拿出吃奶的力气来反抗。 隔间的门从外面被挤开，老唐回头一看，几个男人朝他怒目相向——他的不人道行为引起众怒了。 老唐看着男人们说：“怎么了？我管教自己小孩，关你们什么事？”心里说，我老唐也是小时候天天挨打出来的。他站起身，一只手扭着王沐天的胳膊，另一只手去关门，划插销。 趁老唐关门的一刹那，王沐天突然爆发出一股蛮力，挣脱了老唐的控制，从口袋掏出联络暗语，塞进嘴里。老唐大怒，转过身就给他一个大耳光：“吐出来！” 王沐天瞪着老唐，嘴巴紧抿，后槽牙狠狠地咀嚼，嚼得太阳穴青筋暴跳。