Chapter 9 chapter 8

After all, Wang Duoying couldn't resist her younger brother's stalking, so she agreed to help and walked out of the gate to find a rickshaw.Naturally, her actions could not escape the eyes of the police who had been secretly monitoring the front door of Wang's house for the past two days. In addition to the police, there was also a lingering old Tang.Old Tang was sitting at the door of a small shop with a "Supper" signboard, watching Wang Duoying stop a rickshaw, and then jumped into the rickshaw.He looked at his watch and walked out of the shop vigilantly. Not far behind Old Tang, Xiao Ding was also staring nervously at Old Tang.

The rickshaw followed the wall of Wang's house to the back door of Wang's house. The back door opened from the inside, and the driver kicked the car through the back door. Wang Mutian put the motorcycle parts into a quilt, then wrapped them up, tied the quilt with a rope with difficulty, brought a cardboard box, put the remaining parts in it, and carried the quilt to the rickshaw with Wang Duoying. Put it on the car seat.Wang Duoying got into the car and held the heavy bedroll in her arms, like holding a child.Wang Mutian put the box on the pedal, and jumped into the car himself, both of them stepped on the box.

The patrolman guarding the back door had already received news from his accomplices, and seeing the rickshaw coming out of the back door, he yelled: "Stop!" The rickshaw stopped and the policeman asked what was loaded on the car. The driver said it was the young lady and the young master.The policeman approached the car in doubt, and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, but the curtain opened by itself. Wang Duoying scolded the driver: "Why didn't the car leave? I said I was in a hurry!" The patrolman recognized that it was Miss Wang's family: "It's so late, where is Miss going?"

Wang Duoying raised the curtain higher, so that the police could see the big bedroll she and Wang Mutian were holding, and said angrily: "The Japanese soldiers burned down my aunt's house, and all the quilts and mattresses were burned. My mother let us Send her home a shop and a roofer!" The patrolman glanced at the bedroll, then at the siblings: "Why did you lower the curtain? It's not cold!" "My mother said that outsiders don't know that we are siblings, but seeing a young man and woman mingling together so late, they think it's unruly!" The policeman shook his head at the coachman: "Let's go. Don't say anything about the Japanese burning down the house on the way. The trouble comes from your mouth, understand?"

The rickshaw went forward again.In the carriage, Wang Duoying was so frightened that she patted her chest and complained to Wang Mutian in a low voice: "This is the last time to help, don't expect another time!" , "I will always help you to the end, who made me your younger brother!" Wang Duoying slapped Wang Mutian on the back of the head: "Slick tongue!" Lao Tang quietly followed the rickshaw on a bicycle, and Xiao Ding also quietly followed him on a bicycle more than 20 meters behind him.Now the pattern of cicadas, praying mantises and orioles has formed: the siblings of the Wang family are cicadas, Lao Tang is a praying mantis, and Xiao Ding is an oriole.

Hong Wangnan is also a cicada, but he is lucky, there is no praying mantis behind him.He stood at the window of the large living room, looking out at the front yard with anxious eyes.Sang Xia opened the door and came in. He turned his head and saw Sang Xia's thick short hair was wet, and she was wearing home clothes with Malay national style. Sang Xia greeted him: "I'm here to get today's newspaper." When they met at Wang's house, they were as polite as strangers.Hong Wangnan looked Sang Xia up and down and said, "You look more like a tropical girl in this dress."

Sang Xia corrected and said: "It's not like, but a tropical girl. I was born in the tropics, grew up in the tropics, and I am a part of the tropics. Now I have stepped out of the tropics, but the tropics will not go out of me!" Hong Wangnan looked at Sang Xia again: "Listen to what you said, and look at you again, it's really true!" Sang Xia walked to the coffee table where magazines and newspapers were spread out, flipped through them, and asked unintentionally, "You seem to be stuck here?" "Yeah. I was going to leave Shanghai by night bus." Hong Wangnan looked at his watch and smiled wryly, "The bus is almost leaving now."

Sang Xia raised her head, her eyes were full of doubts: "Leaving Shanghai?" "Oh, go out to do something, and I'll be back in a day or two." Hong Wangnan seemed to promise, "I will come back on time to complete the discharge procedures for Lao He." Sang Xia smiled and shook her head gently: "Don't rush back and forth, you are busy with your work, and I will pick up Lao He when the time comes." Hong Wangnan's tone was firm: "No. Falkenstein is my friend, and I might be able to haggle with him when paying the bill. This old Jew will be very ruthless to you strangers in front of the bill."

Sang Xia looked at Hong Wangnan, and blurted out: "Of course I hope you can come back soon." These words implied intimacy, and Hong Wangnan's heart couldn't help but agitated. Sang Xia didn't try to hide her concern anymore, and said softly: "Outside of Shanghai, there are battlefields everywhere, which are very dangerous. Only when you return to Shanghai can you prove that you are out of danger." Hong Wangnan's gaze was full of tenderness, but Sang Xia avoided his gaze, picked up a newspaper and stood up: "The newspaper was found!" Hong Wangnan watched Sang Xia off.Sang Xia stopped at the door, seeming to turn her head, but restrained herself, and walked out slowly.This is the Wang family, and the people in this family have an extraordinary relationship with Hong Wangnan. It seems a bit ridiculous to be flirtatious and tender here.

The lights of the nightclub are always dim, this is the place suitable for the mood.Filipino jazz musicians played a slow-tempo jazz music, and in the melancholy melody, a few sparse couples danced in the dim light.Van Dalen sat in a secluded corner with a glass of wine on the table.He is waiting for someone. The third uncle pushed open the door and walked quickly. Fan Dalun stood up and waved to the third uncle.The third uncle nodded, while handing the hat and coat to a waiter in a black dress.Then walked to Van Dalen's table, sat down casually, and the two talked directly in English.

After a simple greeting, Van Dalen quickly brought the topic to the main topic: "Very well, it would be even better if you brought what I need." The third uncle looked around and said leisurely: "Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, things will be available." "You seem to have said that three times." The third uncle smiled slightly: "Four times - that depends on who is counting. Is the money ready?" "Get ready. Do you want fiat currency or US dollars? Or gold?" Van Dalen stared at the third uncle, "Or, do you want something more valuable than money?" The third uncle smiled slightly: "There is nothing more valuable than money." Van Dalen retorted: "Yes, such as rice and raw cotton." "That's temporary." Van Dalen paused and said, "Are you interested in what Stalin and Hitler are doing?" The third uncle looked at Van Dalen, the Dutchman was always able to provide some unusual news because he knew some top people, but he kept his face on the surface, as if he took these news as street news. "They are preparing to sign a non-aggression pact. Once Germany and the Soviet Union reconcile, the United States and the United Kingdom are likely to shift their focus of resistance to fascism to Europe, greatly reducing their investment in Asia and reducing aid to China's anti-Japanese forces. , The economic form is another subversion." Van Dalen observed the reaction of the third uncle, "There is still a ray of possibility, that is, after the reconciliation between the Soviet Union and Germany, the Soviet Union will transfer more military forces to the Far East, which will contain some Japanese troops. Troops in China. Don't you want to get the details of the Soviet-German negotiations as soon as possible and sell them to those who need them?" The third uncle said loudly: "That depends on what price you offer." Van Dalen laughed loudly: "Look, I like to do business with you, so relaxed when negotiating the price!" The waiter came over with an exquisite cigar case and put it in front of the third uncle. The third uncle opened the box, took out one and handed it to Van Dalen, took out another half-smoked cigar case, and began to cut off the cigarette butts.The waiter ignited the lighter and lit cigarettes for the two of them.Looking at the back of the waiter leaving, Van Dalen exhaled a puff of smoke: "If you get the information of the aircraft that is being put into production at the Central Aircraft Manufacturing Plant, these precious details will be free to you, and it will be my gift." The third uncle smiled contemptuously: "The Soviet Union and Germany, the United States and Japan, the United States and China, and China and the Soviet Union... What is collusion and what is an alliance? Distant friendship and close attack, the politics of our ancestors during the Warring States Period, these people still in use." In the middle of the rickshaw, Wang Mutian suddenly stopped the driver. The sweaty driver turned his head, gasped and complained to Wang Mutian, "I don't want you to pull my car. If you turn around and break my car, my job will be ruined." Already!" When they came to the entrance of an alley, they stopped.Wang Mutian lifted the curtain and let his sister go down. Wang Duoying got out of the car, still a little worried, and asked, "Will there be any interrogations ahead?" Wang Mutian said: "We're almost there, so there should be no problem. Go home quickly, so that Mom won't be in a hurry." Wang Duoying snorted: "Are you worried about Momma now? Do you have enough money?" As he spoke, he took out the wallet from the small purse, took out two banknotes and stuffed them into his younger brother's hand: "Wang Nan just gave I'll keep it. It's better to have more money on hand." Under the shadow of the thick sycamore tree, Old Tang saw Wang Duoying jump out of the rickshaw, and then the rickshaw driver grabbed the pole of the rickshaw and continued walking forward with the rickshaw.Old Tang was a smart man, so he understood right away. He got on the bike again and followed the rickshaw forward. Wang Mutian didn't notice Old Tang, but saw Xiao Ding approaching from the curtain, so he quickly greeted the driver: "Master, I remember the wrong way, please go back the same way!" The half-tired coachman was furious: "Why can't you remember the way? Is it fun to pull such a heavy cart?" The disgruntled coachman was about to go back, but he heard Xiao Ding shouting through the window: " Mr. Hong, get out of the car! You can’t run fast in a rickshaw! Hurry up, I’ll cover you!” Wang Mutian was stunned, Mr. Hong?Before he was allowed to think about it, Old Tang, who had copied the front of the rickshaw, had already raised his pistol and ordered the driver: "Stop! Otherwise I will shoot!" on the ground. Xiao Ding dodged behind a tree and aimed his gun at Old Tang.The rickshaw was left in the middle of the alley. Old Tang didn't realize that he had become the praying mantis caught in the middle, he quickly approached the rickshaw with his gun raised, and he let out that nasty grin that only serves bad guys: "Mr. Hong, come out." Wang Mutian was placed in a very uncomfortable position by the car, still holding the huge bedroll tightly in his arms. Old Tang's broken gong-like voice came from outside the car: "Mr. Hong, don't be afraid, we won't neglect you..." Wang Mutian looked out the small window and saw Xiao Ding moving step by step from behind Old Tang, aiming his pistol at the back of Old Tang's head... He really didn't understand what these two people were doing. The driver lying on the ground huddled and raised his head: "Please, you can call after I leave, okay? I was hired by them to pull the cart, so I don't even know them..." Old Tang scolded the coachman impatiently: "Be quiet!" He said politely to Wang Mutian in the car: "Hey, Mr. Hong, don't be afraid. I'm here to pick you up for a meeting. I'll take you back immediately after the talk. Absolutely guarantee your safety..." Then he gently raised the curtain... "Ah?" Old Tang was dumbfounded, "Why is it you?" Wang Mutian also yelled: "Why is it you again? This time I was recognized as Mr. Hong, who is my name? My surname is not Hong, but Wang. If you call me Mr. at such an old age, I will lose my life." Said to the coachman, "He has found the wrong person, and it has nothing to do with us. Let's go." But Old Tang still pointed his pistol at Wang Mutian: "Don't move!" Wang Mutian pointed to the tip of his nose and shouted: "Open your eyes wide, do you see that I look like the Mr. Hong you are looking for? I am not yet eighteen years old! Master, hurry up!" The coachman didn't move: "I dare not leave! People like them will shoot if you move!" Wang Mutian looked at Old Tang, then at the coachman and said, "He dare not shoot, this is the British Concession, if he shoots and arrests, he will block the intersection immediately, and he will not be able to escape!" Old Tang was furious: "You little bastard, I knew you had a background, and helped Hong Wangnan play the golden cicada to escape the shell, right? Well, I took a bad loss from you and let the surname Hong run away, so I have to take you on a job. Here I get out of the car!" Wang Mutian yelled: "Are you funny? Why do you keep getting along with me? My sister and I sent bedding to my cousin, because her house was burned down and she had no bedding and couldn't sleep. Why are you arresting me?" "Then why did your sister get out of the car just now?" "She's not feeling well, her stomach hurts, I'll let her go back to rest first, is that okay?" Old Tang pressed the muzzle of the pistol against Ah Mu's cheek, and drilled it hard. Wang Mutian's face was deformed. Old Tang said coldly, "You expect me to believe your bum's nonsense? I don't Will fall for it!" "Don't move!" A voice came from behind Old Tang, and then he felt something extra on the back of his head. Based on his years of experience, he guessed what it was, and his face changed drastically: "Don't shoot!" Xiao Ding jumped up from behind and strangled Old Tang's neck with his arms: "Put the gun down." Old Tang quickly put down his gun, and shouted again: "Don't shoot!" Xiao Ding said, "To be honest, I won't shoot. Who sent you here?" "My boss." "Who is your boss?" "You don't know him." "Introduce me and I get to know each other." "It's a foreigner." "Oriental, right?" Old Tang pretended to be confused: "I don't know. To a country bumpkin like me, foreigners are all the same." Xiao Ding kicked him from behind: "Nonsense!" Old Tang rubbed his butt, and said pitifully, "Really, let me go, I can take you to find him!" Wang Mutian looked at Xiao Ding, then at Old Tang: "You two fight hard, I'm going to take a step first. My aunt is still waiting for the futon to sleep!" As he said, he quickly jumped into the rickshaw and urged the driver, "Hurry up, they Some are fighting, and they can’t take care of us.” The coachman shrank and grabbed the pole, pulled up the rickshaw and rushed towards the entrance of the alley.Old Tang cried out unwillingly: "Little Chi, don't run away!" Xiao Ding grabbed Old Tang by the back of his neck and pulled him up: "What does it have to do with him? Our business is not over yet." Old Tang lowered his head: "I can take you to the British Headquarters right now, to find my boss..." Xiao Ding ordered Old Tang: "Untie the belt." Old Tang looked around, still embarrassed: "This is a public place." "Stop talking nonsense, do you understand?" Xiao Ding raised his gun again. Old Tang hurriedly unfastened his trouser belt, but after dawdling for a long time he didn't untie it. He was very smart, but he was always looking for a turning point. Xiao Ding saw what Old Tang was trying to do, "Don't play tricks, take off your trouser belt and give it to me, and hold your trousers with both hands." Old Tang pulled down his trouser belt, hung it around his neck, and held his trousers with both hands.Xiao Ding threw Old Tang's trouser belt behind his head. At this time, there was a sound of closing the window on the second floor above their heads, and there was a "bang".The window was broken, and Xiao Ding was distracted. He looked up and looked upstairs. Old Tang took the opportunity to hug Xiao Ding with his backhand and threw him over his head. Xiao Ding fell to the ground and the pistol was thrown out. Old Tang jumped forward, picked up Xiao Ding's pistol, pointed it at Xiao Ding, and then took out his captured pistol from Xiao Ding's body, and smiled triumphantly: "Go, get Lao Tzu's belt back." Xiao Ding obediently found Old Tang's belt and picked it up.Old Tang turned the muzzle of the gun to Xiao Ding's forehead: "Pick up the trousers for me and fasten them." Xiao Ding had no choice but to obey. "Do you know what this is called? It's called tit for tat." Old Tang muttered and took out a pair of delicate handcuffs from his pocket. One cuff was cuffed to Xiao Ding's hand, and the other was cuffed to his own belt.Put the hand holding the pistol into the pocket, and put a layer of cloth against Xiaoding's waist and eyes: "Come with me." "Where are you going?" "You'll find out soon." Hong Wangnan received a call from Wang Mutian. Wang Mutian briefly explained the situation at the scene and asked him to leave now.Hong Wangnan who put down the phone hurriedly walked towards the gate with a simple luggage bag, and ran into Wang Duoying who was coming home, and asked, "Where's Ah Mu?" "He hasn't finished his work yet, so he told me to come back first." Hong Wangnan went up to hug her in relief. Wang Duoying is not used to hugging in public: "What's wrong?" Hong Wangnan wiped off his cold sweat: "It's good that you come back...I'm so anxious..." Sang Xia, who was sitting on the rattan chair on the balcony, saw their disorderly appearance, and couldn't help showing feelings and envy, thinking, they are a natural couple. Wang Mutian came to the car repair shop where the motorcycle motor was placed in the morning, knocked hard on the door, but no one answered.He took two steps back and looked towards the second floor.There was no light upstairs, and there was no movement. Unwilling, he knocked harder on the door. A Sikh patrol came down the road.Wang Mutian looked at the bedroll and cardboard boxes at his feet. If he was found, it would be over. He sat down on the bedroll.The Sikh patrol turned on the flashlight, and the aperture locked on Wang Mutian, who also looked at him, looking like a pitiful and innocent downtrodden.The Sikh patrol asked Wang Mutian in blunt Chinese: "What are you doing here?" Wang Mutian pointed to the shop door: "Go to relatives and learn crafts." "Where are your relatives?" Wang Mutian became more and more pitiful: "I...don't know. It was supposed to be waiting for me." "What kind of relative is this family?" "It's my cousin. A car repairer. I'll learn how to repair a car from him." "What's your cousin's last name?" "The surname is Tu." The Sikh policeman knocked on Wang Mutian's bedding with his baton: "What's in it?" Wang Mutian was a little panicked in his heart, and tried to calm down on the surface: "Things for sleeping and eating. There are also rags picked up on the road." "Open it for me to see." With the sound of opening the window, a woman's voice rang above their heads: "Oh, isn't this my little brother? Why are you here at this time?" Sikh Patrolman looked upstairs, and a shaggy man appeared out of the window. Perm woman shadow. The woman continued: "Little brother, wait a moment, your brother has gone down and opened the door for you!" A series of sounds of unbolting, unlocking, and unchaining of the iron chain sounded from inside the plank door, distracting the police.Then the two planks opened with a "crash", and the owner of the car dealer rushed out from inside. The owner of the car dealership and his wife just saw the Sikh policeman asking Wang Mutian from the window on the second floor. They were worried that the policeman would arrest Wang Mutian and give him a confession, so they hurried out to rescue him.Sikh patrolled and saw that the owner of the car dealership and Wang Mutian agreed, and left with a baton. As soon as the Sikh patrol left, the owner of the car dealership slapped Wang Mutian. Wang Mutian was already prepared, he lowered his body, turned around at the same time, and the slap was taken away.The owner of the car dealer got even more angry, picked up a long-handled wrench, Wang Mutian fled to the back of an old car that was lifted by a jack, and said while running: "Don't blame me! I knocked on the door for a long time, but you won't open it... So wait for the red-headed San!" The woman suddenly broke into a wave of laughter: "He is in a critical moment, and the emperor is here, and he will not open the door!" The owner of the car dealer glared at the woman: "You bitch, stop interrupting!" The woman glanced at Wang Mutian: "Okay, my little brother has brought you money! You beat him away, how much less rice will you buy tomorrow!" With a "clang", the owner of the car dealer threw the wrench on the ground.Wang Mutian breathed a sigh of relief. So far, he has completely solved the motorcycle problem. In a low-class inn, Old Tang led Xiao Ding up the dark and steep stairs.I don't know which room came from a woman's moaning low singing and pipa playing.A man with a large kettle greeted Old Tang and asked if the guest room was open. Old Tang snorted arrogantly: "You call this a guest room? It's not as clean as the refugee house!" Old Tang is also a fastidious person. It's not that money is really tight recently, he doesn't want to live here - under normal circumstances, he only lives in refugee camps. Old Tang escorted Xiao Ding into a room, unlocked the handcuffs with a key, cuffed both of Xiao Ding's hands, and pushed him down on an old wooden bed.He picked up a pillow, covered Xiao Ding's head and face, stabbed the pistol into the pillow, and said darkly: "If you kill you like this, no one will hear you." Xiao Ding made a whining sound under the pillow, and his hands and feet moved wildly.Old Tang continued to put psychological pressure on Xiao Ding: "I know all the high-ranking and low-ranking people in this area. After 20 years of patrolling, they have already learned how powerful I am. If I beat you to death now, I will take advantage of the dark and midnight Carry you out, find a place to dig a hole and bury you, and within a few months, earthworms will emerge from your skin. No one will miss you except your wife and mother." Xiao Ding was terrified, sobbed and said, "I... don't have... a wife!" Old Tang said regretfully: "Then the remaining mother will think from time to time how she conceived in October for nothing and supported you for nothing." Xiao Ding struggled more violently, and Old Tang had to jump on the bed and kneel on Xiao Ding's back to stop his struggle. Xiao Ding was terrified: "Don't...don't...shoot..." "Then let me ask you, where is the current location of the Central Aircraft Manufacturing Plant? What type of aircraft was the first batch manufactured?" "I have no idea!" Old Tang's pistol made a "click", and the bullet was loaded.Xiao Ding did not dare to move, and murmured under the pillow: "Don't shoot... I really don't know! Even my boss doesn't know! The boss asked! Our job is to protect Mr. Hong's safety and to contact the person he is looking for..." Old Tang drilled hard on the back of Xiao Ding's head with the muzzle of his gun: "Do you want earthworms to drill holes in your body?" Xiao Ding said desperately, "I don't even know about drilling holes!" Old Tang was a little discouraged: "Only Hong Wangnan knows?" "There are others who know!" Old Tang's eyes lit up: "Who?" "The people in the aircraft factory now know it too." After pondering for a long time, Old Tang realized that what Xiao Ding had said meant he hadn't said: "Nonsense! That is to say, you are worthless to my boss, and you are a pile of waste. Well, since you are worthless, I will Throw you in the pit and let the earthworms make the nest. Count yourself, from one to ten, counting is not so scary. Come on: one, two..." Xiao Ding began to cry again. Old Tang hated iron for steel: "You trash, you can't even count? Okay, I'll give you two ways to choose. The first way is to go to the pit and let the earthworms make holes; the second way , I’ll let you go back, and tell me what I want to know from Hong Wangnan’s mouth, for example, where is the exact location of the plant, which plant produces engines, which plant produces aircraft wings and fuselages, and which plant produces aircraft The weapons on the…” Xiao Ding was also stupid, so he pretended to promise Old Tang that he would be able to get out of danger safely, but he didn't do that, but replied very honestly: "He won't tell me..." In fact, Old Tang intends to point out a clear path for Xiao Ding. They are also fellows, and he will save some face for his comrades, but this fellow is so stupid, Old Tang can't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "I want you, this trash, to be of some use. Neither..." He had to help Xiaoding think of an idea again, "Okay then, you take the opportunity of protecting him and send him to me." Xiao Ding was silent, as if he was thinking about it.Old Tang was very afraid that Xiao Ding would not agree, so he hurriedly offered an attractive offer: "I will pay you half of the salary in advance, and if you do things wonderfully and beautifully, and... full of imagination, my boss will give you the other half." Remuneration, plus a bonus." Xiao Ding seemed to be tempted: "What if he doesn't give it?" Old Tang was too lazy to talk nonsense: "You don't believe me, right? Well, you can choose the first path I gave you." Xiao Ding was silent again, he was thinking.Old Tang expressed his understanding of this: "Shanghai people like to talk about whether it is worthwhile or not. Which one is worthwhile and which one is not. Just think about it." Old Tang picked Xiao Ding up from the bed like an eagle catching a chicken, and tied him to a low stool.Old Tang sat on the bed opposite him and asked, "Do you know the train number that Hong Wangnan takes?" Xiao Ding said: "I don't know the timetable, but I know it's an express train from Shanghai to Hangzhou at eleven o'clock." Old Tang glanced at his watch: there are still twenty minutes until eleven o'clock.He pulled off the pillow towel and stuffed it into Xiao Ding's mouth. He was very sorry: "I have wronged you first. When we become colleagues, I will treat you to a drink of apology." After speaking, he walked quickly to the counter of the inn, picked up the The phone on the phone connected to the information desk of the train station. The female operator told Lao Tang that it had been raining heavily in Hangzhou for the past two days, and the train to Hangzhou was delayed today. Lao Tang was so excited that he quickly hung up the phone and handed a tip to the person at the counter: "Call me right away." A car missed. I want to catch the train." When the car arrived, he dragged Xiao Ding to the direction of the train station without stopping. The two arrived at the train station very quickly, and Lao Tang followed Xiao Ding five or six steps behind.Xiao Ding glanced around, his eyes were full of chaos and filth, and a baby was screaming not far away, he turned to Old Tang: "Mr. Hong must not be able to bear this kind of place. He is probably waiting in the waiting room of the first-class car now." .” Old Tang turned his face to the front, barely moved his lips, and scolded Xiao Ding with gloomy eyes: "I told you, pretend not to know me, otherwise Hong Wangnan will see you with me, and you will become penniless again." Worth the trash." The two came to the waiting room of the first-class car. Old Tang was standing on the side of the glass door smoking a cigarette. Xiao Ding walked into the clean first-class waiting room through the door. There were rows of neatly dressed and quiet passengers sitting on sofas. There is a grand piano in the corner, and a female student is sitting there playing leisurely. At this time, the sweet voice of the female announcer came out from the radio speaker: "Passengers, I have kept you waiting for a long time. The train bound for Hangzhou is about to enter the station..." Everyone had been waiting for this train for too long, and the crowd rushed towards the ticket gate like a tide.The performance of the first-class passengers was no more civilized than other passengers, and they also became beasts at this moment, yelling, rushing out from the waiting room of the first-class carriage with their families and mouths.Xiao Ding was caught between people, packages, and boxes, unable to move, and was about to fall. At the critical moment, Old Tang stepped forward, stretched out a hand from the side, and held him.Xiao Ding glanced at him gratefully. Old Tang waved his hand, he didn't like to accept thanks: "Did you find it?" Xiao Ding complained: "I haven't seen it clearly, so I broadcast it!" On the railway station platform, most passengers get on the train through the door, and a small number of people get on the train through the window.Xiao Ding and Old Tang huddled among the chaotic passengers, looked around, but still did not see Hong Wangnan. Xiao Ding made a mistake. Although Hong Wangnan took the first-class bus this time, he had been dozing off in the ordinary waiting room with a straw hat covering his face.After almost everyone had gone in, he put on his straw hat and walked quickly to the already quiet ticket gate with his leather bag in hand. The driving bell rang on the empty platform.Xiao Ding stood in the middle of the platform, looking around blankly, and suddenly saw Hong Wangnan's figure flashing and entering the door at the rear of the car, and he immediately ran towards the door closest to Hong Wangnan.Old Tang ran up after him. But the doors closed in front of them.The turbulent wind brought by the gradually accelerating train made the confetti on the platform swirl and dance. Old Tang was very annoyed: "It's really not worth it. I spent so much money on the car, and no one caught up. Do you know who he went to Hangzhou to find?" "I know. His name is Wen Xin. He used to be the chief radio engineer of the Central Aircraft Manufacturing Plant." Old Tang was an optimist. When he heard the news, the disappointment and frustration on his face disappeared, and he cheered up immediately. It seemed that Xiao Ding was still useful: "Do you know the address of this engineer?" Xiao Ding replied truthfully: "I generally know." Old Tang couldn't wait: "Let's rent a car and chase him directly to Hangzhou." He immediately walked to the wall-mounted public phone and called Hirano. people……" Hirano on the phone was quite surprised: "Huh?" Old Tang gasped excitedly and said, "He was sent to protect Hong Wangnan. He was too young and too stupid. Hong Wangnan took the train to Hangzhou, and we missed the train. Now I plan to take this young stupid to kill Hangzhou. He I know the address. Hong Wangnan doesn't have a home in Hangzhou, and he doesn't have so many acquaintances and friends who can protect him, so it's easier to deal with!" Hirano said, "Okay." "I'm going to hire a car and take the road." "How much does that cost?" "Thirty-five dollars." "Kill the price." "This is the price after the sale." The train passes through the night, and the lighted windows are pulled into a strip of light by the speed.Hong Wangnan covered his face with a straw hat and leaned back on the soft chair in the first-class carriage to take a nap. A car came from the road with its headlights on, running parallel to the train at a distance.Old Tang, who was sitting in the back seat, and Xiao Ding, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, were both staggering and dozing off.The corners of Old Tang's mouth were still drooling when he was sleeping. He spent all day and night running on the road without resting for almost a moment, which shows that there is no such thing as success without effort. The sky is getting brighter, the light of the street lamps looks tired and old, but the air is fresh and lively.Wang Mutian took a deep breath, he was excited for the upcoming action today, today he will assist Sang Xia to deliver medicine to the New Fourth Army.He sneaked a glance at Sang Xia. Sang Xia was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and beige khaki trousers. She had a different style, and the relaxed smile on her face added to the charm. They pedaled quickly, and the street lamps were thrown behind them by them. Arriving at the backyard of the fruit wholesale distribution, Sang Xia boarded the wheel of the medium-sized truck and lifted the canvas covering the carriage. Wang Mutian saw dozens of baskets of fruit under the canvas, all of which were covered with lids and tied with ropes.Sang Xia took out the keys from her small purse, opened the car door, and said to Wang Mutian, "Get in the car first, I'll be right there." Sang Xia walked into the wholesale station and confirmed to her colleague Xiaobao: "Have all the medicines been packed?" Xiaobao is not only a colleague of Sangxia Wholesale, but also a colleague of an underground organization member.He said: "It's all packed in. Four hundred anesthetics are packed in more than sixty pineapples and papayas, and the pulp and pulp are taken out. There are six baskets of fruits hidden in the medicine, and they are in the innermost part of the car." , against the cab." Sang Xia was afraid that something might go wrong: "Is there a mark on the basket?" Xiaobao replied with certainty that it should still be made according to the original mark.Everything was correct, Sang Xia said goodbye to Xiao Bao happily: "Okay, then we are on our way." Xiaobao was not satisfied with himself: "I really hate myself, I can't drive, and let a lesbian like you take risks!" Sang Xia smiled brightly: "In the face of risks, men and women are equal." "Women are going to take risks, what do you need men for?" Sang Xia turned her head back and objected with a smile: "When a man goes to take risks, is it just worrying about leaving a woman behind? Sometimes the taste of taking risks is much better than worrying!" After speaking, she opened the door and went out. Wang Mutian sat on the driver's seat of the truck, touching here and there.The truck suddenly moved and rushed forward. He stepped on the brakes and the truck stopped. Instead of being nervous, he became elated: It turns out that driving is easy. Sang Xia walked to the side of the truck, pretending to be angry: "I saw it!" Wang Mutian didn't care: "Did you see it? I didn't expect it to be so simple! Give me another ten minutes, and I'll definitely be able to drive the car away!" Sang Xia's eyes gradually became serious: "Amu, you forgot again, we are a strict organization, you must do what you should do, and you can't touch what you shouldn't do. You just have to remember One point: We are going to deliver to the fruit distribution station in Suzhou." Wang Mutian was not convinced: "In case of an emergency, wouldn't it be more flexible and convenient to have an extra driver?" Sang Xia pointed to the co-pilot position: "Sit back in your own seat." After getting into the car, Sang Xia held the steering wheel and stared at the front calmly: "Our actions today are very important. It is related to the lives of hundreds of wounded soldiers of the New Fourth Army, and it is also related to the medical transfer station we have just established, so I ask You absolutely obey me and cooperate with me. You are too playful, and you actually do many things with playfulness. Now you must put away your playfulness, observe discipline, obey orders, and act like a real soldier—in fact You are already a true warrior." The encouragement in the latter sentence made Wang Mutian very happy.Sang Xia stepped on the accelerator, and the truck moved forward smoothly, and soon came to the road where the early sun was shining.She turned her head to look at Mutian, smiled, and took the lead in humming, and Wang Mutian followed along knowingly. Wang Mutian felt great, like riding in a tank or armored vehicle, invincible.Although what awaited them ahead was the unknown except danger, but because they were with Sang Xia, even the danger and the unknown seemed unique. Facing the rising sun supported by the Huangpu River, the truck drove to the new pier, and Sang Xia parked the car in front of the trestle bridge.As soon as the two jumped out of the car, they saw a group of porters rushing forward. Sang Xia's gaze scanned the crowd quickly. She pointed to a healthy bald young man, a middle-aged worker, and a worker with beards, and said, "You, you, and you! Stand over here!" Three A porter walked up to Sang Xia excitedly. The rest of the workers were not reconciled and refused to leave, raising their hands and yelling—— "I am strong, one is worth two!" "My legs are fast, and I can move fast!" Sang Xia smiled at everyone apologetically: "I'm sorry everyone, I can't use so many of you today, please excuse me next time!" 一个瘦弱的工人挤到桑霞面前：“行个好，女东家！我一家老小等着我挣钱回去买粮食呢，挣不着钱，全家就要挨饿！” 桑霞犹豫了一下：“那好吧，也算你一个。” 其他工人见状，也纷纷上来央求，有的动手拉住王沐天的衣服，王沐天善性大发，为难地看着桑霞：“小霞姐，怎么办？这些搬运工的家都是给日本鬼子烧了，从外地逃难到上海的，挣不到工钱，他们家里的人都没有饭吃！” 桑霞看看四周，低声说：“可是我们不能用这么多人，人多手杂，会乱的！乱起来就危险！”她不再理会王沐天，登上卡车轮子，跃入车厢，“实在对不起大家，我们就这么点货，不需要这么多人手！” 众人并没有散去，依旧木然地看着桑霞，眼光里满含乞求，桑霞冲他们抱歉地笑笑，嘱咐下面负责照看的王沐天：“按筐子上的编号，一共二十八筐，盯着每一个筐子上船，别让他们搬丢了，也不能搬乱了！” 被桑霞雇佣的几个搬运工扛着筐子，排着队从码头来到栈桥上，却被那些没被雇佣的工人们堵住。一个工人上来就抢络腮胡子工人肩上的筐子，另一个工人抢瘦子工人的筐子，纷纷嚷嚷：“有饭大家分着吃！” 王沐天看这边吵吵闹闹，跑了过来，企图掰开抢筐子的工人的手。一个工人转向王沐天：“小东家，求求你，我家是无锡逃难来到上海的，老太太已经饿死了！我们外地人在上海扛包都没有份！我孩子已经饿了两天了！” 络腮胡子工人绕过去，往栈桥上走，又有工人拦住他，面向王沐天纷纷诉苦。王沐天一阵痛心，转向络腮胡子工人：“你就让他扛吧！” 王沐天的善举并没有让躁动平息，很快又有若干未受雇的工人抗议起来：“那为什么不让我们扛？我们也是昨天一天没等到活儿干的！”这一来，好像错都在王沐天身上，厚此薄彼似的，众人纷纷聒噪，情势越发混乱。 车厢里，桑霞把一个个筐挪向卡车尾部，由工人们扛上肩膀。一个戴帽子、披垫肩的工人冲到卡车旁，桑霞一看他不是被录用的，请他离开，那工人说：“你们少主人在下面雇佣我了！” 桑霞吃了一惊，局面已经滑出她的控制。 又有一个衣衫褴褛的少年搬运工干脆爬上卡车，笑嘻嘻地巴结桑霞：“大姐，我帮你抬！”说着便搬起一个筐子往外扛，桑霞制止他，他不理她，把筐子放在车尾的一个工人肩膀上。桑霞有些乱了，回头点了一下，只剩下最后六个筐子，筐子上用墨汁写了01、02、03、04、05、06。她走过去，用身体挡住那六个筐子，一边掏出几个零钱，塞在少年的手里：“小弟弟，钱你拿着，快下去吧！” 那少年搬运工好像受了羞辱，脸孔涨红了，倔强地说：“我不是要饭的，我能干活挣钱！我搬得动！”桑霞看着他瘦骨嶙峋的身体，不禁直摇头，只得随他。 王沐天这边已经乱得不可开交，看见筐子在工人手里被抢来抢去，急得王沐天六神无主。押送着最后六个扛筐子的工人的桑霞一看眼前的局面，马上跑到前面，用身体挡住那六个筐子，脸色异常严厉：“谁也不准动这几个筐子！” 王沐天的汗水从太阳穴流下来，走到桑霞旁边，帮她护着最后六个筐子。 那些没被雇佣的工人们凶狠地扑过来，推开桑霞，跟扛筐子的工人们发生了拳脚冲突。这些饥民和灾民在绝望中爆发出的仇恨力量是惊人的。王沐天徒劳地伸开手臂，护住两个筐子，承受着两边的对抗力量，眼看就要支撑不住。 在码头上巡逻的四个日本兵看见了码头上的大乱，一一上了刺刀，吹着哨子向栈桥冲来。 三个工人争抢的一个筐子翻到在地，绳子断开，从筐里滚出一个金黄的木瓜。桑霞看到那个木瓜被做了手脚，瓜体上开了个小天窗，里面露出一个玻璃小瓶，玻璃在太阳光下晶莹地闪动，她赶紧扑过去把小玻璃瓶塞进瓜内，正准备把木瓜塞回筐内，刚才吹哨的日本曹长来到她面前，用生硬的中文质问现场的人：“你们在干什么？暴乱吗？谁领头暴乱的？” 日本兵用刺刀把工人们分成面对面的两列。 桑霞托着木瓜站起身，对曹长一笑：“没人暴乱啊！就是货物太少，人手太多，一些人抢不到活干……” 王沐天看见桑霞手上的木瓜有一线汁水从木瓜下面开的口子里流出来，顺着她的小臂蜿蜒流淌。曹长指着木瓜，改说日语：“你拿的是什么？” 桑霞也改为不熟练的日语：“热带水果。” 曹长突然把鼻子凑到桑霞手上的木瓜前，闻了一下，又改说生硬的中文了：“很香。” 桑霞说：“也很甜，可惜这个瓜烂了。阿沐，你去拿几个好的招待他们。”王沐天的心突突跳个不停，赶紧蹲下身，紧急辨识着被做了手脚和完好的木瓜。 曹长上下打量着桑霞：“你会讲日语。” 桑霞弯下身，很自然地把木瓜放在筐子，起身微笑：“讲得很差。比你的中文还差。” 曹长走到王沐天正在翻腾的筐子旁边，忽然用脚踢了踢筐子。桑霞赶紧跟过去，眼睛恐惧得像失明了一样，但嘴唇上仍然留着一个得体的浅笑。 王沐天抱着四个木瓜站起来，递给桑霞。桑霞把木瓜递到曹长面前，曹长看看她，又看看王沐天，再看看木瓜，目光谜一般。最后，他轻轻摇了摇头：“我们不允许收中国人的礼物。”突然一转身，向自己的士兵们走去。 突然的脱险让桑霞和王沐天感到放松后的虚弱，王沐天轻轻扶了桑霞一把，又似乎是从桑霞那里借一点力。 日本兵开始驱赶搬运工们，有的士兵蛮横地动手推搡，有的士兵把刺刀刺在搬运工的脊背上。王沐天本能地脱口叫出来：“他们是我们雇的工人！”曹长转过脸，冷冷地盯着他。桑霞偷偷地拉住他。 曹长转向桑霞：“你刚才说，人手太多，我带他们去一个缺人手的地方。” 王沐天想说什么，桑霞的手紧紧拉住他，他感到桑霞的手心全是汗水，他悲哀地说：“他们抓中国人去挖工事，修炮楼，抬大炮，会把他们累死，饿死的！” 桑霞的眼睛同样含着无限悲哀，但现在她只能眼睁睁地看着如同羔羊一样被押走的中国人。她忽然看到，那个瘦小的少年搬运工走到过浮桥的时候，瞅了个冷子便往回跑，跑上了浮码头……心不禁一下子提到了嗓子眼。 两个日本兵追着少年跑回来，一边举起枪瞄准少年。少年跑到浮码头边沿，冲着翻腾的浑浊江水一头扎下去，追到浮码头边的日本兵朝着少年扎下去的水面一阵扫射…… 王沐天更加冲动起来，按捺不住地要跑过去。但他的手紧紧被桑霞拉住，回过头，桑霞冲他轻轻摇头，那目光流露出一种深邃和苦痛。他们所做的一切，不正是为了要赶走这些穷凶极恶的日本鬼子么？但是现在他们只有忍耐，他们只希望这忍耐能赶快结束。 所有的筐子都被码放整齐了，小货轮驶出码头，向闪烁着七八点钟阳光的江面驶去…… 马上要进入杭州笕桥镇的地界。洪望楠坐在长途汽车上眺望着窗外，看见日本军队正在打谷场上练兵，他眼不见为净，把草礼帽盖在脸上，仰头靠向椅背。 跟随在长途汽车后面的是一辆风尘仆仆的轿车。车内坐着三个人：司机、老唐和小丁，在车上休息了一阵，老唐的元气已经恢复过来，他问司机还要多远，听说还有七八里地老唐脸上露出自信的笑容，马上就要大功告成了，洪望楠不过是一个文弱书生，跑不出他的手掌心的。 长途汽车缓缓进站，洪望楠最后一个下车，他看了一眼路牌，上面的“笕桥镇”几个字已经风雨剥蚀，模糊不清了。他调整了一下手里拎的皮包，向镇子的入口走去。 沿着窄窄的青石马路，洪望楠边走边观察这个古镇。他看到路两边的店铺不少都关门了，有的贴着封条，一些店铺改了国籍，招展着日本酒屋和料理的旗号，时不时还会有日本女人走过，她们打着花纸伞，木屐在石头路面上发出清脆的声响。她们是安静的、满足的，她们又是无知的，她们既不明白，也不关心她们脚下的土地是否正在遭受着蹂躏，被她们的国家蹂躏着。 从一个十字路口拐进一条小巷，小巷很是幽静，不知从哪里传来棒槌打衣服的声音，声音在小巷里激起回音，更显出小巷的幽静。 洪望楠一边往前走，一边注视着一家家的门牌号，很快便在一家杂院的后院找到了闻辛。 逃亡到笕桥镇的闻辛大工程师，已经不再讲究任何体面，他还没找到固定住所，先在一间临时住处凑合着。现在他们一家四口人加上一个女佣，不分老幼尊卑，统统下榻在一间凌乱不堪的屋子里，只靠帐子维持隐私。 闻太太正在蚊帐里睡懒觉。闻辛先生正在焦虑，正在痛苦。他衣着邋遢，马瘦毛长地坐在床上，用一只脚踢着摇篮，晃悠着婴儿，手里拿着一张报纸在阅读，报纸的大标题为：重庆又遭日机轰炸，陪都一片火海。 闻家女佣端着一碗稀粥从门外进来：“先生吃早饭吧。” 闻辛正沉浸在家国失守的悲哀中，听到这话不耐烦地嚷起来：“吃吃吃，就知道吃！还知道什么？知道这个吗？”他哗啦哗啦抖动着报纸。 女佣吓得直眨眼。闻太太也被闻辛突发的脾气弄醒了，呼地一下坐起来：“干什么？神经病！叫你吃饭也叫错了？” 闻辛把报纸扔到太太脸上：“错了，都错了！看看这个！这世道全错了！睁开眼睛看看吧！两年前南京的总统府没了，退到重庆，现在还有地方可退吗？没有了！重庆也给炸成一片火海！我们国家要彻底亡了！” 躺在摇篮里的婴儿当然无法体会父亲的悲痛，反而被父亲的嗓门吓住了，爆发出一声啼哭，突然又噎住。女佣上来抱他，闻辛推开女佣，自己抱起了孩子，“好了好了，别哭了！” 孩子又恢复了正常呼吸，“哇”地一声继续啼哭。 闻太太愣了片刻，叫起来：“有种你当勇士，去救国救亡去！跟我们妇人孩子藏在这里，天天着急上火，把一肚子邪火往家里人头上撒。前天打了老大，老大怕死你了，躲到你姐姐家，一天都没敢回来，你有本事让日本人怕你去！” 闻辛给太太一个背影，木呆呆地拍着婴儿，脸朝着墙上的一张相框，相框里的大照片是一张合影，一共有十多个人，上面有一行题字：中央飞机制造厂笕桥奠基纪念。他看着最边上的自己，那时的他是多么年轻，多么得意，多么意气风发啊。 闻太太还没发泄够，穿着睡衣，趿拉着拖鞋走过来：“想当大丈夫就走你的路，别到头来说是为了我们娘儿三个留在家里当懦夫的。我们担当不起这个罪责！我也不愿意后半辈子听你埋怨！我们受够你了！好的时候，唉声叹气，不好的时候就是打骂！” 闻辛还是木呆呆地拍着婴儿，身体其他部位却一动不动。 “我们也不劳驾你抱孩子，还说孩子生错了时候！”闻太太冲过去把婴儿往自己手里夺，猛一抬头，看见闻辛脸上泪水纵横，吓了一跳，顿时安静了。 这时虚掩的门被人叩响。闻太太小声提醒丈夫：“大概是你姐姐，快擦把脸！” 门被推开了，逆光站着一手拎包，一手拿着帽子的洪望楠，他冲闻家打招呼：“打扰了。” 闻辛一下子张大了嘴：“你怎么又来了？哦，你看我家的日子太好过，想来凑热闹是吧？” 洪望楠上前一步：“闻先生，我知道你日子难过才来的。我相信，这次我来会让你日子好过一些。” 闻辛却一点也没感谢的意思：“家里这么乱，我就不请你进来了。”说着拿起搭在床栏杆上的外衣就往门外走。洪望楠转过身，随着他向院子里走去，站在了后院一棵柳树的阴凉里。 洪望楠给闻辛点燃一支烟，自己也点燃一支，闻辛打量着他：“我记得你是不抽烟的。” “抽得不多。” 闻辛挖苦说：“为了动员我，不得不陪我抽，是吧？真是煞费苦心。” 洪望楠并没有否认：“对，我是煞费苦心，不过很值得。你这样的无线电专家，全国也没有几个。往你身上费点苦心，应该的。” 闻辛想起还有个王多颖来：“你的年轻夫人没跟你来？” 洪望楠叹口气：“我们还没结婚。我到内地两年，厂又是初建阶段，结了婚带着她不方便，不带她呢，结婚对她没有意义，等于让她守活寡，我也不忍。” 闻辛似有所动，轻声说：“我记得你比我小七八岁，为这个国家你担负得倒比我多得多。” 看闻辛有松动迹象，洪望楠振作起来：“像里唱的，担负起天下的兴亡。说老实话，我有时候也觉得担负不动，所以想请你出山，跟我一块儿担负。”