Chapter 13 Chapter Twelve

The women in the underground warehouse woke up in the morning to find that the cardamom was gone.Chen Qiaozhi said that when he got up to boil water at dawn, he saw cardamom wandering drunkenly in the yard.Seeing Chen Qiaozhi, she sent him to help her get three pipa strings.She said that there was only one string left on her pipa, which was terrible.Chen Qiaozhi coaxed her and helped her get it after dawn.How can she wait for dawn?At dawn, Wang Pusheng left, without hearing her play the pipa.Chen Qiaozhi coaxed her again, saying that he didn't know the way.She said that Qin Huaihe didn't even know him?She showed Chen Qiaozhi the way, and said that the pipa strings were stored in the drawer of her dresser.Chen Qiaozhi told her that he was too sleepy, and he would help her get the strings after sleeping.Cardamom said: "Wang Pusheng can't wait." Then George Chen didn't pay attention to where she was going.

By the afternoon, the cardamom hadn't come back.In the morning, Fabi Adornado pushed a wheelbarrow and walked to the safety zone to raise food, and came back in the afternoon to tell everyone that Dr. Robinson in the safety zone rescued a fifteen-year-old girl, but failed.The little girl was gang-raped by Japanese soldiers and stabbed several times.The little girl was still holding on to a few strings tightly in her dead hands. Based on my aunt Shujuan's narrative and profile photos, I imagined the ins and outs of Cardamom's departure from the church.There are three profile photos: the frontal face, the upper body in profile, and the other profile.The profile photos were taken by the leaders of the safe area to leave evidence of Japanese military crimes.Cardamom has the perfect silhouette, even with tousled hair and puffy faces.Presumably she was swollen from crying, or she was beaten by Japanese soldiers.At that time, she was dying and was abandoned in the street by the Japanese soldiers as a dead body.The incident happened after six o'clock in the morning. A large group of Japanese soldiers maintained order by themselves, queuing up to enjoy cardamom in a robbed grocery store.There is a wooden chair in the grocery store, which is very heavy, and it is the torture tool of cardamom.The Japanese soldiers waited their turn wearing only the crotch cloth.

Cardamom's hands and feet were tied to the armrest of the chair, and he was torn apart as much as possible.She didn't stop talking for a moment, either cursing or spitting. The Japanese soldiers thought she didn't give them peace, so they slapped her.She calmed down not because she was beaten and surrendered, but because she suddenly thought of Wang Pusheng.She thought of making a private appointment with Wang Pusheng last night, and she wanted to play the pipa to beg for food and live in harmony with him.The thought shattered Cardamom's heart. Cardamom also thought of the wish she made to Wang Pusheng: if she wanted to have four strings, she would play "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" and listen to him.She said: "I can also sing Suzhou Pingtan." She was afraid that if Wang Pusheng closed his eyes and died, all his wishes would come to nothing.

Cardamom, who was tied to an ancient chair, was still drowsy thinking about how he jumped out of the church wall to identify the north, south, east, and west in the early morning darkness.She was kept in a brothel as a child, practically as a small slave, so she would get lost whenever she went out into the streets.Especially the messy Nanjing, where there are broken walls and ruins everywhere, the ruins after the fire are everywhere, the carriages are down on the side of the road, and the shops are empty. Cardamom soon regretted her recklessness.She turned and walked back, only to find that she had forgotten the way back to the church.The winter morning was long overdue, and it was still as dark as midnight at five o'clock in the morning when the haze was heavy.Cardamom walked for a while, getting more and more chaotic.If she hadn't seen a naked woman with her belly disemboweled, or if she'd had a glimmer of hope of escaping what came next.When she heard three Japanese soldiers approaching, she ran down a side street.Three Japanese soldiers caught up immediately.Cardamom was quick on her legs and got into the alley after a while, throwing away her pursuers.Just as she was walking through the alley, she suddenly tripped over a pile of soft objects.When I touched it, it turned out to be a pile of internal organs exposed outside the abdomen.Cardamom screamed like a ghost.She stamped her feet and screamed on the spot for half a minute, shaking her cold and wet hands.

The cardamom call is over.Three Japanese soldiers who had given up on her surrounded her.Her cry woke up a cavalry platoon that was camped not far away, and immediately followed Hua girl's screams. Fifteen-year-old cardamom was tied to a chair, and she had only one thought: die soon, die soon, and become the worst ghost when she dies, and come back and strangle all the beasts and beasts who use her as a toilet.These beast-talking, chest-haired things just came to her country to wreak havoc.She only hoped to die immediately, turning into a wisp of green smoke, which twisted and deformed, and gradually turned into a blue-faced fang, with ten blood-dripping nails, invulnerable, and moving like the wind.Thinking of herself as an invulnerable cardamom with green face and long fangs, she spat and cursed, and after being slapped, what she spit out was no longer saliva or thick phlegm, but blood.She saw the human-shaped animal on the opposite side being hit by blood flowers and submerged... The largest blood flower spurted from her upper abdomen, then her shoulders, and then her lower abdomen.The beast in human form didn't like a loud, rowdy, blood-spitting lust doll, and put her to sleep with a bayonet.

In 1994, my aunt Shujuan found another picture of cardamom.This unsightly photo was found in the notebook of a surrendered Japanese soldier.The woman in the photo is tied to an old-fashioned wooden chair, her legs are torn apart, and her private parts between her legs are facing the camera.The woman's face was blurry, probably because she was struggling so violently that the camera was out of focus, but my aunt thought it was cardamom.The Japanese soldiers not only raped and tortured this flowery girl, but also nailed her to the pillar of eternal shame. What a shady and nasty thing this is, I thought when I saw the picture.They attack and humiliate the women of another nation, but what they rape is the dignity of that nation.They took such photos as trophies to deeply stab the soul of that humiliated nation.Since then, I have often thought, how many centuries will it take to heal such a deep spiritual injury?How many generations of unforgettable memories are needed to finally achieve oblivion?

Wang Pusheng, who was running a high fever, saw three pipa strings and looked around: "Where is the cardamom?" Yumo put three strings on the pipa, and played "Spring River Flower and Moon Night" made by cardamom for the dying soldiers. Xiaobing understood, and tears flowed from his red-hot eyes. Shujuan and her female classmates learned about Cardamom's terrible experience from Father Engman.Father Engelmann began: "Let us pray, children, for the victims, and for the quick return of humanity to the brutal." The priest had come up to the attic with Fabio.The two Western bodies bend their backs uncomfortably in this space, which is originally a prayer posture.The girls winked at each other to see what was wrong with the priests, their faces stretched into plaster casts.

Next, Fabi Adonado recounted Cardamom's experience in two or three sentences.Father Ingerman was not satisfied, and said to him: "The children should know the whole incident." He spent five minutes telling the incident again. "Children, you will all be witnesses in the future." Engelman glanced at all the female students. "If this one is gone, that one can still testify. Someone has to testify." After the girls listened, they also became plaster statues one by one.Only when the danger happens to a familiar person beside him, can it show its real feeling and its realness.Some of the girls thought about the day when cardamom first came, they took away a bowl of soup for her and the conflict that happened to her.Thinking about the bitterness of cardamom, I have been sold by cats and dogs several times at the age of fifteen.As long as she has a little way to survive, can she be willing to be lowly?Who said whores are heartless?She was so devoted to Wang Pusheng.They also thought of Cardamom's red hands with frostbite washing and drying the bandages of the wounded soldiers, and of Cardamom holding a newborn wild cat that fell from the eaves, anxiously looking for something to feed it. , she cried and buried it under the walnut tree... The girls felt distressed, thinking that any kiln sister could replace the cardamom, why is it fifteen-year-old cardamom?

Father Engelman said: "Now, you immediately pack up your things and move them to the underground warehouse. In 1927, during the Nanking Incident, Fabio and I hid there, avoiding Zhilu. Army and Jiangyou army looted the church several times. Therefore, it should be said that it is much safer than this attic.” Fabi asked on the spot: "Is it appropriate? Those women speak and act unscrupulously..." "Nothing is more important than safety. Move it, boys." Before dinner, sixteen female students moved to the smelly underground warehouse, and three soldiers were transferred to the Bible workshop to camp. If the Japanese soldiers found them, Father Engelman would try his best to explain that they were injured civilians. Whether the Japanese will believe it or not, they can only ask God to bless them.This suggestion was put forward by Dai Tao. The intention is obvious. Men have no choice but to protect women at such times.

At dinner time, the girls who were drinking pickled vegetable noodle soup in the underground warehouse heard Fabi yelling at Ventilation: "Xu Xiaoyu, come up here." The auspicious omen made Xu Xiaoyu's eyes so beautiful that Shujuan fell in love with this former close friend in an instant.After Xiaoyu went up, the girls all squeezed in front of the air vents, watched Xiaoyu's showy feet approaching a pair of shiny men's leather shoes, and at the same time heard Xiaoyu's crying cry: "Dad!..." Later Shujuan learned that Xiaoyu's father had sold his storefront in Macau in order to return to Nanjing to rescue Xiaoyu.When he returned to Nanjing, he found that money was worthless, and Japanese soldiers could get what they wanted without money.He was a good businessman, and he started a business with the Japanese, selling them antiques, jewelry, calligraphy and paintings, and also selling them a little backbone and conscience, so that he could get an unimpeded pass and be able to take his daughter out of Nanjing.It is difficult to enter Nanjing to go to the blue sky, but to go out of Nanjing is to go to the outer sky.

In short, the scene where the Xu family's father and daughter meet is as conventional as the reunion of all disturbed people, but it is touching without exception.In just a few minutes, Xiaoyu told his father how he had endured the hunger, cold and horror, and how he could not bear to wash his face or feet, otherwise he would have to wash it with the water that soaked Agu's hair. Xu Xiaoyu squatted down at this time, squatting very low, looking at the classmates who squeezed their faces and watched their father and daughter reunite, and said: "My dad is here to pick me up!" It sounded like she was saying: "Heavenly soldiers and heavenly soldiers will pick me up in the future!" !" Everyone envied her to the point of hatred, so no one answered at the moment.Even Liu Anna, who Xiaoyu made a wish to take away, was sullen and silent.Will such a lucky and happy person remember her wish?Stop wishful thinking. At this moment, Shujuan's eyes met Xiaoyu's gaze. Xiaoyu stood up, and the girls heard her say, "Dad, I want to take my classmate with me." "How can that work?!" Father said harshly. "I want to take it." Father hesitated.For more than twenty seconds, the girls seemed to have stopped breathing. "Okay, which classmate do you want to bring?" When Xiao Yu came down from the kitchen entrance, the fifteen girls still dared not say a word.Xu Xiaoyu now holds the power of life and death in his hands.The women of Qinhuai River and the female students were separated by a curtain, and they didn't say a word. Whose luck would fall on their head seemed to be a great event for them. Xu Xiaoyu looked at each of his classmates, most of them looked hopeless, even if they were picked to be the Xu family's boss at this moment, they would be happy. "Liu Anna." Xiao Yu said. Liu Anna blushed with shame, and slowly stood up and walked to Xu Xiaoyu's side. Xu Xiaoyu looked at the remaining faces, becoming more and more helpless and hopeless.Shujuan sat in her seat, looking in the direction of the ventilation hole.She was full of regrets for not bowing to Xiaoyu, it was too late to bow now, so she simply pretended to be indifferent as if she put life and death aside.If you, Xu Xiaoyu, survive, don't worry about my life. Sophie said like a mosquito: "Little Yu, didn't you say that you also asked your father to take me away?" At this time, Shujuan wanted to stare at Sophie, so she just sold herself for glory?But she found that Xiao Yu was looking at her. There was kindness in Xiao Yu's eyes, but it was the kindness of a superior. As long as Shujuan opened her mouth, even if she just called "Little Yu", Xiao Yu would be satisfied, and all previous suspicions could be removed. Remember, Meng Shujuan and Shujuan are reconciled, no matter what, Meng Shujuan's family background and academic performance at school are worthy of being Xiaoyu's long-term close friend. Shujuan panicked at that moment, she couldn't open her mouth, but her eyes were fixed on Xiaoyu.How cheap and worthless she is at the moment, only she knows. But Xiaoyu finally withdrew her gaze, and Xiaoyu played with Shujuan again.She continued to toy with her classmates. "Draw lots." Xiao Yu said. She tore out a page from her notebook, cut it into fifteen pieces, and drew a plum blossom on one of them. "I don't want it. You can catch it." Shujuan said, giving Xiaoyu a heroic back view. "Come on." Xiaoyu said, "My dad can't take you all away..." Xiaoyu was almost begging Shujuan. Shujuan shook her head. As a result of the lottery, a classmate who hadn't even spoken to Xu Xiaoyu at ordinary times left with Xiaoyu's father and daughter, and the remaining thirteen girls shared a piece of chocolate brought by Xiaoyu's father.To be precise, it was twelve girls, and Shujuan offered to give up her share of chocolate.Xiaoyu wanted to use this sweetness to buy off the classmate she abandoned, so Shujuan didn't give her that satisfaction. That night started with Xu Xiaoyu picking out two female classmates, no, it should have started when the girls heard Xu Xiaoyu's father's car start up at the door of the church.Daheng Xu's car roars away, and the girls suddenly realize that the night in the basement has engulfed them. The whisperer on the other side of the curtain asked and answered: "Is that classmate's father rich?... He is a rich man after all. Money can turn ghosts around." "Whispering, where's your boss Wu who opened the duck farm? Doesn't he have two coins?" "Whispering's two legs didn't clamp him tightly, and let him run away!" Hongling's voice said. "Shut your stinking mouths!" The girls recognized that it was Zhao Yumo's voice. "Last year he said that he would redeem me and marry me to fill in the house." Whispered. "I've never seen you so stupid, you went with him, and now you're the Concubine Duck!" "Maybe even people and ducks are killed by the Japanese devils now! How can the Japanese devils see such a handsome concubine duck?..." "Hmph, he was the last one and I'll kill him!" The whispering voice was ruthless. "Whisper, can you shut up?" Yumo interfered again. After a while, he began to cry: "I'm not as stupid as I am! Going with him is better than being imprisoned in this turtle cave! ... Being imprisoned in this turtle cave may end up being the same as cardamom! ..." The female students were already squeezed one by one, but now they are squeezed a little tighter.The whimpering stopped abruptly, and they guessed that someone must have put cotton wool on her head. The girls huddled against each other and fell asleep.They didn't know what time it was, but they heard the women on the other side of the curtain commotion, saying that someone was ringing the bell outside the door.Japanese soldiers?