Chapter 3 Chapter two

During the morning prayer, gunshots rang out, as if a battlefield had been opened up somewhere in the city, and the gunshots rang out densely and urgently. At noon, Fabio, who went to the safe zone to raise food, returned to the church, but the food did not come back, but bad news.The corpses of Chinese people on the road ranged from three to four years old, and some were in their seventies and eighties. Some women died with their lower body naked.The potholes and trenches created by the bombs on the road were filled with dead bodies.Anyone who can't understand Japanese and whoever turns around and runs away when they see a gun will be killed on the spot, and then they will be used as road construction materials to fill ditches.The half-hour-long shooting that the students heard in the morning, the international committee members of the safety zone suspected that the Japanese army shot and executed the Chinese soldiers who surrendered in the early morning.After Fabi finished speaking, he forced a smile at the girls and glanced at Father Engelman again. What he meant was that the priest made a mistake in his judgment. How could such a bloody situation return to order within a day or two?

It was lunchtime, and sixteen schoolgirls were crowded on either side of the long table where the clergy had been eating.Father Engelman has asked Chen George to send his two meals of porridge or noodle soup to his apartment since the girls entered the church. He believes that the dignity is maintained by distance and separation; there must be at least one block between him and the female students Lawn distance.But this day, as soon as he heard that Fabi Adornado had returned from the safe zone, he put down his porridge and ran over. "So, food and water are the most deadly problems. Because we have taken in more than a dozen women," Fabi said.

"George," Engelman asked, "how much food do we have left?" Chen Qiaozhi said: "There is still a load of flour, and the rice is only less than one liter. The water is the point of the baptismal pool...well, but there are still two barrels of wine." Fabi glared at George Chen, could wine be used to wash your face, take a bath, and do your laundry?Can wine be used to make tea, or to be used as water for cooking rice?Talk about irrelevant bullshit! Twenty-year-old Chen Qiaozhi also gave Fabi an aggrieved look, "If you run out of water, you can drink more, anyway, it's like drinking water."

Father Engelman actually said, "It's better than I thought." "There are so many people in a load of flour? I'll drink the northwest wind in two days!" Fabi said to George Chen in a temper, what should I do?He couldn't lose his temper with the priest, let George Chen bear the angry words that the priest should listen to, and let the 20-year-old orphan Chen George bear the anger that everyone couldn't stand. George Chen followed Father Engelman's words and said, "Hey, there's more! There's still a bit of hala's butter, my lord, you tell me to throw it away, I'm not willing! There's also a jar of pickled vegetables, with some green hairs growing on it. It stinks a bit, but it’s pretty good to eat!" He said these words not only as a compliment, but also to flatter the priest, and to encourage the priest.

"After two days, the situation will definitely calm down. Believe me. I have been to Japan several times. The Japanese are the most polite and gentle people in the world. They don't allow a single branch of disorder in the garden." Engelman said the priest. Although the students have received English education since childhood, they often miss vocabulary when listening to Father Engman's English. His voice is too contagious for them to forget, so they miss the specific vocabulary. Father Engelmann had just left, and there was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets from the kitchen.

Chen Qiaozhi asked, "Which one?" while rushing to the kitchen. Two seconds later, Shujuan heard a woman's voice saying, "Have you finished eating?" George Chen said, "There are still some biscuits here..." For some reason, after hearing these words, the female students all ran to the kitchen.Shujuan ran first.This George Chen became a traitor in an instant, and betrayed the little food that they were entitled to.Biscuits are used when drinking soup. The increasingly rare noodle soup is not hungry without biscuits, just to deceive the mouth. Shujuan saw that three or four kiln sisters were neatly tidied up, as if there was business for them here.The leader is called Hong Ling, round but not fat, her actions are aggressive, her expression becomes quick, and her eyebrows drawn into two lines tell people not to mess with her.

"Chen Qiaozhi, why did you give them our biscuits?" Shujuan asked. The word "they" is not spoken, but scolded. George Chen said, "They came to ask for it!" "You'll give it if you want it?" Sophie said.Sophie is an orphan, so the church school teacher gave her a foreign name "Sophie" and she can only recognize it. "Hey, are you still protecting the food?" Sister Heipiyao laughed. "Let me borrow some food from you first, tomorrow the burden of wontons will be picked out, and I will buy three fresh wontons and return them to you, huh?" Hong Ling said.

"Chen Qiaozhi, are you deaf?" Shujuan said loudly.She is not easy to mess with at the moment.At the age of thirteen, all the unsatisfactory things happened at this moment, including the eccentric eyes of her parents, who threw her as a "leftover dog" in the half-collapsed church yard with no food or drink, and let this eater Chen Qiaozhi, who crawled outside, betrayed and was bullied by these evil women... "It's none of his business, we found the biscuits ourselves..." Hong Ling said, her two thin eyebrows curved like a pair of crescent moons. "Hey, did I talk to you? Do you match my accent too?" Meng Shujuan showed the attitude of raising her hand to hit the smiling face.

Even the female students felt embarrassed for Shujuan, and called her in a low voice: "Forget it." The two lines on the side of Hong Ling's eyes were instantly knotted, and she opened her mouth, "Give it to you shameless bastard!..." If it wasn't for a hand stretched out from behind, covering Hong Ling's mouth, the words under Hong Ling Maybe this group of girls can be thoroughly enlightened on the sexuality of men and women. It was Zhao Yumo who covered her mouth.The scolding in the kitchen could be heard in the underground warehouse, so she rushed to stop Hong Ling's foul language.

After the kiln sisters returned to their shelter, Meng Shujuan sat there sullenly for a long time.She was so weak with anger that a hundred insults to these women were suffocating in her heart.She hated herself for being useless, why she didn't come up with such wonderful destructive words on the spot and launch them in time. All the students went back to the attic, but Shujuan was still thinking about it.She sat until dusk and entered the room, until she felt severe pain in her abdomen.No one had ever told her that such terrible pain could happen; it was supposed to be the mother's business, and the mother was absent.Through the floor, she could hear sounds from the basement: playing mahjong, playing the pipa, flirting.Yes, flirtatious women flirt with women when men are not around.

Meng Shujuan, who was sitting in the dark, heard the gunshots outside.The short-lived Japanese fought the war to Nanjing, beat up grandma and grandpa to no avail, beat up their parents and sisters so that they dare not go back to China, and beat up a bunch of short-lived kiln sisters to Father Engman's "last oasis", Shujuan It was too painful and too hateful, I gritted my teeth, hated this and that, hated myself.She hated herself because she actually had the body and internal organs of the girls in the basement, as well as the tight and slow abdominal pain and the rolling dirty blood. Father Engelmann also went out in the afternoon.Chen Qiaozhi drove him for a kilometer or two into the city, and then returned.They don't know this Nanjing anymore; the collapsed buildings and dead bodies everywhere made George Chen get lost several times.On a small street near Zhonghuamen, they saw Japanese soldiers escorting five or six hundred Chinese soldiers towards Yuhuatai, so they stopped the car.Father Engelmann took the courage to politely ask the leading Japanese officer where the prisoners of war were going to be taken.After the accompanying interpreter conveyed his meaning, the officer told him: Let them open up wasteland and farm.The look on his face tells you: He doesn't expect you to believe his nonsense.Engelman went back to the church, sat alone in the hall for an hour without supper, then called all the female students to him, and told them what he had seen in the afternoon. He looked at Fabio kindly. , said that his judgment in the morning was too optimistic. It seems that Fabi is correct. Before finding a new source of food and water, it is his greatest ambition to ensure that these thirty people will not die of hunger and thirst.He asked Chen Qiaozhi to search the warehouse again to see what else he could find, including expired, smelly, and long-haired ones. Before the priest finished speaking, a few kiln sisters appeared at the side door.They huddled there to see if there was any good deed in the hall, and if there was any good deed, they could have their share.Seeing that the girls were all sullen and bowed their heads, they didn't want to be a part of it anymore, so they turned around and went out one by one.But Fabio called them back. "From now on, you should hide in your own place and don't come up. Especially don't come here." Fabi said. "Where is this place?" A kiln sister was still not serious. "This is where the students are," Fabio said. Father Engelman said suddenly, "Probably the Yongjia soap factory caught fire. The soap factory has a lot of grease, so the fire is so big." Following his gaze, everyone saw that the dusk that had been dark just now was bright now.Shujuan and her classmates ran into the yard, and the fire illuminated the surviving glass windows on the main building of the church. The statue of the Virgin Mary and Child made of multicolored glass shone like jewels under the Mizi-shaped paper strips.The girls gawk at such a magnificent horror. The firelight gives people excellent but eerie visibility.Brightly illuminated ground and landscapes ebb and flow in this visibility. A Gu and Chen Qiaozhi judged the source of the fire, and believed that the fire could only be caused by the Yongjia soap factory five streets away. Fabi asked the girls to go back to the attic immediately.This is a dusk that could erupt at any time. After the girls left, the kiln sisters named Hongling walked around the door of the Bible workshop with cigarettes in their mouths. "Where are you going?" Fabio exclaimed. Hong Ling bowed her head to look for something, but was startled by Fabi, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground.She pouted her round buttocks and picked up the cigarette butt. "I lost something, why don't you let me find it?" She grinned. "Go back to your own place!" Fabi cut off the possibility of dialogue between them: "If you don't follow the rules, I will ask you out immediately!" "Your name is Yangzhou Fabi?" Hong Ling still smiled. "Old Gu told us." "Do you hear me, please go back!" Fabio pointed in the direction of the kitchen. "Then help me find it. If you find me, go back. See that you are a foreigner, and you are a real Jiangbei mud leg when you open your mouth." She laughed and moved her whole body, making waves from top to bottom. Shujuan and her female classmates are all in the attic now, with sixteen faces squeezed through the three windows.Fifteen faces were full of astonishment, only Shujuan looked at how this low-class woman pretended to be stupid with vicious eyes, she was like a piece of meat that could be cut and rolled. "Fabi didn't even ask what he was looking for." Hong Ling pursed her lips. "Looking for what?" Fabi asked angrily. "Mahjong tiles. I dropped a deck of tiles here just now, and they bounced everywhere, do you remember? When you pick them up and count them, there are only five tiles missing!" "The country is dead, do you still want to play?" "We didn't play to death." She said: "Besides, why don't we play here? Suffocated to death?" Hongling knew that the girls were watching her sing, she didn't relax her figure, and she was no longer the mess she was when she came here. She put a lot of effort into combing her hair, and even tied a royal blue satin headband. Someone from Yaojie called Zhao Yumo.The five-star kiln sister was furious at Hongling from a distance: "What are you doing there? They give you some color, and you have opened a dyeing workshop! Come back!" She seemed to be struggling with such a volume, and she was not used to yelling when she heard it. people. "You asked me to look for it! You said that you can't play without cards!" Hong Ling said aggrievedly. "Come back!" Yu Mo yelled again, and at the same time started, grabbing Hong Ling's arm and walking back. Hong Ling raised her head suddenly, and said to the girls lying on their stomachs by the window: "Come out as soon as possible!" Nobody paid any attention to her. "You can't play with five cards, and we can't play without five cards." Hong Ling began to negotiate business with the girls.Girls look at me and I look at you.One boldly imitated her Jiangbei dialect: "...I can't play it..." A loud laugh. Fabi scolded them: "Whoever takes her things, give her back!" The girls chattered in unison: "Who wants her things? You are afraid of getting big sores and getting dirty!" Hong Ling got angry at these words, and shouted to them: "By the way, girl, I have big sores all over my body, and the pus has flowed onto those dominoes. Whoever steals my cards will pass it to whoever!" The girls let out a sickly groan.Two of them spit out the window, aiming at Hongling, but they missed the target. Yumo held Hongling and went to the kitchen.Hongling twisted her upper body and two legs, and walked forward, her upper body remained behind and shouted at the girls: "Got it? Those mahjong tiles are my special bait for girls, especially for big sores." Those who owed their hands, picked up something and became confused!..." She giggled, and suddenly ouched, her body broke free from Yu Mo's grasp, pointed at Yu Mo, and said to Chen Qiaozhi, who was standing aside to watch the fun: " She pinched us!" It seemed that George Chen would protect her, so she sued so delicately. The female students loved to fight, and disregarded Fabio's prohibition, and shouted at the kiln sisters who were about to retreat: "Come here! Give you back the things!" Hong Ling really ran back.Under the identical flower heads on the attic window, there are girls' faces that are similar with minor differences. She raised her head towards those faces and stretched out her palm: "Give it back to me!" The female student named Xu Xiaoyu said: "Wait!" Zhao Yumo saw that the female students had bad intentions, and called out again: "Hongling, can you be more ambitious?" She called a step late, and threw the pigs who were playing games from the three windows at the same time. A little more, and a little more precision with the hand, four or five bumps will appear on the red water chestnut, or the bridge of the nose will be broken. Fabi yelled at the girls: "Who did it!...Xu Xiaoyu, you are one of them!" But Meng Shujuan pushed away other students at this moment and said, "It wasn't Xiaoyu, it was me. I did it." Yumo took a careful look at Shujuan, and Shujuan's spine went cold.If you are caught in the eye by a ghost or a snake, it probably feels like this. Hongling is persistent and must punish the little murderer with Fabi. Yu Mo said to her, "Forget it, let's go." Hong Ling said: "Why forget it?!" Hongling reveals her native dialect.It turned out that she was from the north, from the Huaibei area. Yu Mo said: "Just because people reward you with a mouse hole. Just because people want to tolerate people like us, just because we don't know people and tastes and shame us. Just because we are worse than human beings in life, and ghosts in death. Hitting in vain, ruining in vain." The girls froze.Fabi looked confused. Although he was a Yangzhou Fabi and could think in Yangzhou dialect, he couldn't translate Yumo's words well in Yangzhou thinking.Many years later, Shujuan realized that Yumo scolded people really well. She scolded girls, Fabi, and the world. In order to make girls pure and clean and make them superior, the world must ensure that Yumo and others are humble.