Chapter 14 Chapter Thirteen

Father Engelmann, who was still reading in the reading room, got up and went downstairs.He went to the underground warehouse, and said through the ventilation hole, "It's okay, Fabi and I can handle them, please don't make a sound." Then he walked to the door of the Bible workshop, gently pushed the door open, but was startled, Dai Tao stood at the door, looking like he was fighting to the death.Behind him, on a bed made of tables, lay Wang Pusheng, who was suffering from a high fever. No one knew whether he was asleep or awake.Li Quanyou was lying under the blanket without even taking off his shoes, with his body supported on one shoulder, as if he was about to crawl forward at any time.

"Don't come out unless it is absolutely necessary. Fabi and I will send them away." He reached out and patted Dai Tao's shoulder, even smiling slightly. Father Ingerman went to the door and heard the bell ring again, and again, and again... It would be unwise to hold the door open to night visitors, but it would be even more foolish to deny them.Then the thoughts in Father Engelmann's head bounced back and forth like a ping-pong ball.Fabi finally came out, with the smell of rice wine fermented in the stomach and intestines. Father Engelmann opened the peek-a-boo half-book-sized peek-a-boo over the front door, and stepped to its left.He was afraid that a bayonet would go straight into his eyes from there.A bayonet did come straight out of there, luckily his eyes weren't waiting in the window.Outside the door, the white light of the headlights of the car leaked in through the gap under the door.A truckload of Japanese soldiers came?

"May I ask what is your business?" Father Engelmann asked courteously in English. "Open the door!" said a voice.This is Chinese.It is said that many Japanese soldiers and low-ranking officers would say after six or seven days of occupation of Nanjing: "Open the door! Get out! Food! Gasoline! Flower girl!" because they repeated these Chinese words thousands of times during these six or seven days. . "Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you?" Engelman's flat monotone could be used to calm any madman. This time it was Gunbutt who answered him.Several rifle butts hit the door, and every time it took a hit, the seam between the two doors cracked.Against the car lights outside, you can see the deadbolt between the two doors, which is just a thin iron rod.

"This is an American church. The land was bought by the Americans decades ago! Letting you in is equivalent to letting you enter the United States!" Fabi Adonado's eloquent Yangzhou dialect replaced Father Engelmann's gentle English, The Japanese soldiers don't eat the soft ones, so try some hard ones. Sure enough, a Chinese came up with an answer with Fabio. "The Imperial Japanese Army has accurate information that this church harbors Chinese soldiers!..." "Nonsense!" Fabio cut off the traitor's words: "The occupying army is robbing things everywhere under the guise of searching for Chinese soldiers! Is this trick new to us?"

There was a moment of silence outside the door, probably the traitor was translating the meaning of Fabi to the Japanese soldiers. "My lord priest," said the traitor again, "don't press the man with the gun!" At this moment, Father Engelman heard a sound behind him. He turned his head and saw several figures with guns coming from the backyard of the church.It seems that the Japanese soldiers have already found a way to enter the courtyard wall that saves effort and tongue. Father Engelman said in a low voice, "They're already in! Prepare for the worst."

"You guys are invading!" Fabio blocked the soldier who was rushing towards the door. "I have already told you that there are no Chinese soldiers here! I will go to the safe area to find Mr. Rabbi!..." A shot was fired, and Fabio fell down with a cry.He only felt that he was pushed down by a huge force, and his left shoulder was pushed, and his body lost his balance immediately.He fell on the icy slate floor and felt his left shoulder was hot.At the same time, he heard Father Engman's roar: "How dare you shoot at the American clergy!" The priest rushed to Fabi: "Fabi!..."

"It's all right, Father," said Fabio.He felt that the priest rushing towards him at this moment was the elder who walked towards him from the podium more than 20 years ago; more than 20 years ago, the priest seemed to find Fabio in order to find a junior who depended on each other, and these 20 years ago In 2010, he was indeed dependent on Fabi in his indifferent, estranged, and even weird way. The door opened and more than two dozen Japanese soldiers charged the church. Father Engelman trotted behind them: "There are absolutely no Chinese soldiers here! Please get out immediately!"

Fabi didn't bother to check the injury, and ran to the depths of the yard with big strides. Of the three Chinese soldiers in the Bible Workshop, two were ready for battle.Li Quanyou stood behind the door, holding a hammer in his hand, which he found in the toolbox in the workshop.He would let the Japanese soldiers in first, and then take a hammer from behind unexpectedly, and then snatch the gun.Next, he and Major Dai can use the factory as a bunker and fight for a while with the Japanese bombs and bullets they have captured. Dai Tao squatted behind a table facing the door, holding a pickaxe for plowing coal in his hand.After putting in the two Japanese soldiers and closing the door suddenly, he and Li Quanyou would attack at the same time, and surprise is their only advantage now.

He recalled the shouts of Fabi and Engelman just now: "There are absolutely no Chinese soldiers here!..." Strangely, he squatted there, feeling that he had begun to understand this sentence. "Lao Li, put that guy down." Dai Tao said in a low voice, kicking off his shoes quickly. "Don't you want to fight?" Li Quan was puzzled. "I can't fight. Think about it, a fight will prove that we are soldiers taken in by the priest." "What's the matter?" "The Japanese will search the church up and down, and maybe blow it up. What about the students and the women?"

"...Then what do we do now?" "Take off your clothes and go to sleep. Pretend to be ordinary people." Li Quanyou threw down the hammer and was about to grope for the bed made of tables when the door was knocked open and a flashlight as bright as lightning came in at the same time. Li Quanyou almost picked up the hammer at his feet. "They are members of the church. Their homes were burned and they had nowhere to go. They came to join us." Father Engelman said calmly. "Come out!" The traitor changed the Japanese yelling into Chinese yelling.He even translates tone and emotion meticulously.

Dai Tao got up slowly, as if his sleep was disturbed and he was not very happy. "hurry up!" Dai Tao put on Fabi's old suit, which was the same as the sweater inside. It was not his at first glance, it was too long and too wide. Li Quanyou was wearing Chen Qiaozhi's old cotton gown, but it was too short, and the hem hung on his knees.He also wore a top hat, Fabio's, so large that it almost reached his eyebrows. "Who is that?" The flashlight pointed to Wang Pusheng lying on the "bed". "That's my nephew." Li Quanyou said, "The child is seriously ill and has a high fever for several days..." Before Li Quanyou could finish speaking, two Japanese soldiers rushed over and dragged Wang Pusheng out of the bed.Wang Pusheng was already unconscious. He was dragged to the yard at this moment, struggling without any resistance, but panting heavily and quickly. It seemed that his fifteen-year-old life was activated after being tossed like this. "He's a little boy, and he's so sick!" Father Engelmann interceded. The two Japanese soldiers ignored the old priest and just dragged Wang Pusheng into the yard.Father Engelman followed, wanting to continue interceding, but a bayonet came obliquely and cut a hole in the breast of his velvet robe. Immediately, white velvet flew out and flew into the white light of the flashlight.Father Engelman froze, the knife stabbed deeper, and it would have pierced his heart.This stab seems to be just to inspire his imagination: is the knife sharp enough?Getting into the heart should be just as easy.For such a knife point, the heart is an extremely weak creature with nowhere to escape.At this moment, Engman regards this knife as a provocation, teasing his majesty, how can he use a knife to make such a frivolous gesture with him?He followed behind the two soldiers dragging Wang Pusheng even more relentlessly: "Put him down!" Engelman's violent movement sent the velvet flying like snowflakes, forming a small blizzard around him. "For God's sake, put him down!" He blocked two Japanese soldiers again, took off his velvet robe, and wrapped it around the fifteen-year-old boy.Wang Pusheng, who was lying on the ground, was panting even more dying. A major came up, kicked Wang Pusheng with the toe of his riding boots, and said a word.The translator immediately translated the sentence: "He was wounded by a bayonet." Engelman said, "Yes." "Where did you tie it?" "At his house." "No, on the execution ground. He is a Chinese prisoner of war rescued from the execution ground." "What execution ground?" asked Father Engelmann. "It's the execution ground for Chinese prisoners of war." The translator translated the almost unbearable annoyance of the Japanese major. "Oh, did you execute Chinese prisoners of war?" Father Engelmann asked, "Forgive my ignorance. It turns out that the Japanese army regarded themselves as an exception to the Geneva prisoner of war regulations." Shao Zuo has square shoulders, short legs, thick eyebrows and small eyes, which are common to Japanese men. If he hadn't killed his eyes straight, he would still be handsome.He choked on Engelman for a few seconds and said a word to the interpreter. "Mr. Shao Zuo said, now you have nothing to say about the Chinese soldiers you borrowed from the church?" "How could they be soldiers?" Father Engelman pointed to Dai Tao and Li Quanyou who were standing aside. At this time, a Japanese soldier pushed a Chinese man in his forties over.The interpreter said: "This is a burial team hired by the Japanese army. He said that two Chinese prisoners of war who were not killed were sent here." He turned to the burial team: "Can you recognize them? " A member of the burial team enthusiastically said: "I can recognize it!" He pointed at Dai Tao as soon as he raised his head: "He is one!" Fabi cursed loudly: "You dog! You are worse than a dog!" Engelman knew immediately that this man did not know or remember the appearance of the rescued people at that time. Two Japanese soldiers rushed towards Dai Tao, and in the blink of an eye, one of them grabbed Dai Tao's arm.Dai Tao calmly let them put his arms behind his back, resisting the excruciating pain from the wound on his left flank. Father Ingerman told the burial team: "You are lying, this is the first time you have seen this gentleman in this life." The major said to the members of the burial team through an interpreter, "Did you recognize it?" Fabi Adornado said loudly in Yangzhou dialect: "He recognizes the ghost! He is biting nonsense to save his own life!" The major asked the two soldiers to escort Dai Tao away, and Father Engelman went up again, but the major slapped him, causing the priest to stumble. "I admitted the wrong person!" Li Quanyou said at the moment, dragging his injured leg, leaning on a wooden crutch, trying to stand upright as much as possible.He said to the members of the burial team: "Look at me, am I the one you rescued?" "I didn't rescue them! They rescued them!" The members of the corpse burying team hastily excused themselves. "Didn't you say you knew those two people? Why didn't you recognize your master?" Li Quanyou pointed his thumb at his nose, looking like a soldier. "They're common people!" said Father Engelman, who knew it was his last fight, and then he had to give them up as he had done to his dear old Ford.Since this was the last fight, he went up to protect Dai Tao without any scruples.He had such a congenial talk with the young major, and there was more he wanted to talk to him... He felt that another slap was coming, and his ears were buzzing. His hands were uncomfortable. At this moment, George Chen came out from behind the kitchen, as if he wanted to wipe the blood from the priest's nostrils and mouth.When the Japanese approached the church, he was making a dewy couple with Hongling on the bed; he paid Hongling three yams a day.After the good thing was done, both of them fell asleep comfortably.It was the shot fired by the Japanese at Fabio that woke them up. He told Hong Ling to find a place to hide by himself, and then slipped into the yard. He hid behind a small pile of firewood for the fireplace, and kept watching the situation.Chen Qiaozhi has no big ambitions, and firmly believes that it is better to live than to die. Recently, he has a good relationship with Hong Ling, and he feels that life is also worth living.Seeing the cut in the skirt of Father Engelmann's robe, and seeing the priest being slapped, he couldn't help picking up a piece of firewood.The noble priest actually slapped his ears, these Japanese pirates!Not even fit to carry a chamber pot for a priest!But he soon put down the firewood again, because there were more than two dozen devils armed with live ammunition who could not be provoked.He squatted in the same place, unable to advance or retreat, letting the belief of "live alive" grow in his narrow mind, while scolding himself for being ungrateful and not a thing.Father Engman raised him from the age of thirteen, provided him with food and clothing, and taught him to read and write. When he found that he was really not material for conversion to the Catholic Church, he still taught him to read tirelessly.The priest was certainly a boring person, but it wasn't the priest's fault. The priest also treated him with more hatred than kindness, far less than the pony that fell into the well.But without Father Engelmann, he can only grow from a little beggar to a big beggar.Without a boring and rigid priest, where is the church chef George Chen?Could it be that Ruhua Meijuan Hongling didn't fancy Chen Qiaozhi, a five-person and six-person cook?And the key to the grain cabinet fastened to his waistband?Thinking of this, he saw Father Engelmann get a second slap on the ear, which must have knocked out his tooth, which ached for the old priest. As soon as Chen Qiaozhi approached Father Engman, he was captured by a Japanese soldier. "He's the church cook!" said Fabio. The major asked the members of the burial team: "Do you know this?" The members of the burial team looked at the pale-faced Chinese youth in the halo of the flashlight, seemed to recognize him, and then gave a vague "hmm". Engelman spat out a sentence through loose teeth: "He's an outcast I adopted seven years ago." Shao Zuo asked the members of the burial team: "Among these few people, who else is a Chinese soldier?" The members of the burial team took a flashlight from a Japanese soldier and shone it on each Chinese man one by one. "I have already told you that the people I take in are ordinary people, believers of this church." Father Engelmann said. The flashlights of the members of the burial team pointed at Li Quanyou's face at this moment, and said, "I recognize him, he is." Dai Tao said, "Didn't you recognize me? Why did you become him again?" Fabio said: "So you're just pointing fingers here! You don't know anyone at all! You mistook our cooks for soldiers and blinded you!..." He pointed at George Chen.With his prematurely protruding cook belly, Chen Qiaozhi didn't dare to move, didn't dare to blink his eyelids, and only dared to move his eyeballs sideways, so it looked like he was plotting something wrong. The major took off his white gloves, and gently stroked Chen Qiaozhi's forehead with the tip of his index finger.He wanted to feel out the shallow groove left by wearing the military cap all year round.But Chen Qiaozhi misunderstood that he was picking the best position to chop off his head, so he instinctively shrank back and hid his head.Shao Zuo didn't figure out the reason at first, and was already very annoyed. Chen Qiaozhi was stubborn, and he drew his saber with a swipe.George Chen put his head in his hands and ran away.The gunshot rang out and he fell. Major Dai said: "You killed innocent people! I am a Chinese soldier, take me away!" Fabi helped Chen Qiaozhi who was still moving, and Chen Qiaozhi's movement became weaker and weaker. The bullet hit him from behind and then went out from the front, drilling a hole in his trachea, so his whole body was passing through the hole There was a leak of air, and there was a chi-chi sound, and the bulging body gradually deflated. George Chen struggled for a while after falling down, and was struggling to reach a ventilation hole in the underground warehouse.A dozen pairs of young eyes stared at him in the darkness through the barbed wire.This young cook with poor cooking skills but a good heart didn't say a few words to the female students, yet he was so close to them when he died. Shujuan covered her mouth with the back of her hand, otherwise she would have let out a howl like Sophie.Sophie was now held tightly in the arms of another female classmate, who was gently stroking her.In this case, the bolder classmate becomes the elder of the timid girl. Shao Zuo looked at Dai Tao carefully.Professional soldiers can smell professional soldiers.He felt that this Chinese man exuded a kind of bloodthirsty and cruelty of a good soldier. Major turned to Father Engelman, and translated his triumph through the translator: "Ha, Father, the neutral zone of the United States is no longer neutral, right? Do you still deny the enemy who harbored the Japanese army?" Dai Tao said: "I came in over the wall without authorization, and I don't do anything about the priest." Father Ingeman said: "He is not an enemy of the Japanese army. He is unarmed now, and of course he is an innocent civilian." The major only made a decisive gesture with his white-gloved hand, and told the soldiers to take away the three Chinese men who were still alive. Fabi said: "You said only two were taken away! One of our employees has already been killed!" The major said: "If we find that we have caught the wrong one, we will send it back to you." Fabio exclaimed, "What about the wrong one?" The major said: "There are always many wrong people who die in war." Father Engelman rushed to the front of the major: "I will warn you again, this is the territory of the United States, you shot and killed people in the United States, and arrested innocent asylums arbitrarily, have you thought about the consequences?" "Do you know how our superiors shirk the consequences? They said: It was just an out-of-control act by individuals in the army, and these individuals have been military-martialled, and no one has actually pursued these 'individual actions'. Got it Is it, Father? Out-of-control actions in the war are happening every second." The major finished speaking smoothly, and the interpreter smoothly translated it. Father Engelmann was speechless.He knew that this was how Japanese officials denied all crimes. Instructor Dai said: "Father, I'm sorry, I trespassed here without authorization and caused unnecessary disturbance to you." He raised his right hand and gave a military salute. Dai Tao's voice sounded so beautiful to Zhao Yumo.She forgot to ask where his hometown was.Maybe the major who joined the army as a young man lived all over the world, and his accent was mixed.She was going to watch him being pulled away like this. The night before yesterday, she hadn't thought that he would break up with her like this.He had told her the night before that he should have left the church long ago, and had postponed his trip because he had been surreptitiously looking for his weapons.He also said that a man with a pistol is like a woman who wears jewelry and feels less empowered without it.As he spoke, he winked at her, and she understood that he asked her out. They went up from the underground warehouse to the ground one after another.It's really like a secret tryst, the eyebrows and eyes are full of meaning.The two climbed up the collapsed stairs to the collapsed bell tower.She remembered that he stretched out his hand to her in the dark, fearing that she would fall, and at the same time said: "Take it as an exploration of ancient ruins." The wind on the bell tower is different, it is colder, but it seems to be a free wind.Because the space created by the collapse is very irregular, people have to mold their bodies into irregular shapes to walk, stand or sit in it.Dai Tao took out a pair of pocket binoculars, looked around for a while, and then handed it to her. In the moonlight, he could see the faint streets, the streets stretched out like vine-like alleys, and then connected to the leaf-like houses.It's just that the house looks completely black at the moment.It is only because of the continuous gunshots somewhere that people realize that this is not a deserted city that has become extinct thousands of years ago, and there are still lives waiting for the bullets to hunt. "Your home should be in that direction." Major Dai mistook her for looking for the Qinhuai River after looking for so long with the binoculars. "I'm not looking for it," she smiled sadly. "Besides, it's not my home." Major Dai fell silent, realizing that he caused her desolation. The two were silent for a while, and Dai Tao asked her what she was thinking.She was thinking, should she ask him where is his home and does he have a wife?How old is the child?But she realized it was a question from someone who was going to be with her for the long haul.If he asked her such things, she didn't even bother to answer them. So she said, "I was thinking... about cigarettes." Dai Tao smiled slightly and said, "Exactly, I want to smoke too." The two looked at each other knowingly, then turned their attention to the streets and alleys of the abandoned city.If you can hear the cries of the cigarette peddlers in a ditty at this moment, it proves that the city has come back to life, and they can go out from here.The cries of the cigarette hawkers are the prelude, and soon the cries of wonton, noodle stalls, and fried stinky tofu stalls will follow.He and she can find a good place to have dinner first, and then find a ballroom to dance all night. Maybe Dai Tao thought the same thing as she did, because he sighed and said, "This is also fate. Otherwise, how could I, a little deputy like me, be able to make an appointment with you, Miss Yumo?" "You haven't dated me yet, how do you know you can't?" "Didn't I ask you to go upstairs to see the scenery?" He smiled and shook his head, indicating that he was entertaining her with the dilapidated clock tower and the miserable scene outside it. "That counts?" "Why doesn't it count?" He was standing awkwardly, probably the pain was caused by that posture, so he moved a little in front of her.In the twilight of the moonlight, she looked at him.She knew that Zhao Yumo's opinion was going to make the country and the city fall. "Of course not." She looked at him and said. He can control the officers and soldiers of a regiment, but now his heart is more difficult to control than a regiment.He was about to die, but he still didn't move, and controlled his own heart as the most difficult officer and soldier in that regiment.It's restrained. "Well, let's not count it. I will count it later when I ask you out for dinner and dancing." He said. "I remember." She said slowly, "You don't count what you say, but if you don't come to ask me out, I will..." She spoke more slowly. "What do you want?" "I'm going to ask you out." He laughed grinningly: "A woman dating a man?" "It's the first time in my life that I'm dating a man, so you better be careful." She reached out and flicked his cheek.This is a kiln sister action.She didn't want to pretend to be a girl from a good family. He hasn't had enough of girls from a good family?All she wanted him to remember was that she owed him a treat, pure, good-for-nothing sister-in-law hospitality.For this lively and sensual entertainment that made a wish for her, he must live well, and don't go all out with blood. "Then I will remember it too." "Remember what? Tell me again and I'll listen." "Remember that Yumo, a beauty from Nanjing, offered to ask me out, just for this, I can't die." He smiled half-seriously.The men in the field are all veteran flirts. He showed her that he was as good at flirting as she was. After the two of them descended from the bell tower, they parted on the ring gallery.He said he was going to find Fabi.She asked him what he was doing with Fabi so late.He smiled slyly at her. What Yu Mo thought of at the moment was Dai Tao's last smiling face. From the ventilation hole, a Japanese soldier kicked Wang Pusheng who was lying on the ground and shouted.It must have been a shout: "Get up! Stand up!  …" The voice of the dying soldier was so painful and tragic that the women trembled when they heard it. "I have never seen such a cruel army like yours!" The priest went up, trying to pull away the Japanese soldier who was raising his foot to kick Wang Pusheng's stomach, and cut his robe with another bayonet, and the velvet like snowflakes followed him. Floating, following him to the front of Major Zuo: "For God's sake, please spare this child!..." The major raised his command saber to prevent the priest from approaching.Li Quanyou was only one step away from the major. He suddenly exerted force and threw himself at the young Japanese officer from the side.No one reacted, and the two were twisted together.Li Quanyou hooked the Shao Zuo's neck with his left arm, and pinched the Shao Zuo's trachea with his right hand.Shao Zuo's limbs suddenly went limp, and the commander fell to the ground.Li Quanyou changed his posture and pinched his left hand up.The Japanese soldiers did not dare to shoot, for fear of hurting the Major, so they came to rescue him with bayonets straightened.When the soldiers' bayonets pierced Li Quanyou's chest, Shao Zuo's throat was almost cut off by Li Quanyou's two tiger jaws.He watched the face of this strange Chinese soldier deformed, with all the features protruding, and not a single tooth was exposed outside the lips.Such a mask magnifies and changes color with the strengthening of his hands, and has become a Dharma protector in Chinese temples.The bayonets of his subordinates stirred in the Chinese soldier's internal organs, and each sharp pain made his hands tighten around his neck.Major's hands and feet were already limp, and his consciousness was gradually becoming dissociated.The power of dying is the sum of all the powers of life. Finally, the hands became stiff.The eyes that were fixed on his eyes were distracted, and only the teeth remained exposed--strong, uneven, teeth of Chinese peasants accustomed to simple food.Even if such a pair of teeth were biting a spell, it would be unpleasant enough. Shao Zuo mobilized all his will to make himself stand still.Hot blood spread from the throat, and the unconscious limbs came to life.He knew that as long as the tiger's mouth was stuck a little longer, for five seconds, maybe three seconds, he would be on the road to hell with this Chinese soldier.He felt a sharp pain in his neck, well, it's good to know it hurts. The Major ordered the soldiers to start searching in a hoarse voice.Immediately, the church was filled with pillars of flashlight in all directions.Father Engelmann stood where he was and fell into a fervent and silent prayer.Fabio's eyes frantically followed the light of a string of flashlights bursting into the Bible workshop.Sixteen bunks for the schoolgirls are still well preserved, sixteen straw mats and sixteen cotton mattresses, and some choir dresses will be clues to Japan.If they have rich associations, they will associate black woolen sailor skirts with their budding bodies... Who can imagine how bad things will be? It was not difficult to find the entrance to the attic, and Fabio soon saw the beam of the flashlight swaying into the attic, protruding from the gap in the black curtain. The soldiers who searched the restaurant's kitchen seemed to have found nothing, and Fabio breathed a sigh of relief. The entrance to the underground warehouse was blocked by an oven, which matched the other kitchen utensils seamlessly. In fact, the Japanese soldiers who entered the kitchen quickly developed another search motive; they pried open the cabinet locked by George Chen, and dragged out a bag of potatoes and half a bag of flour from it.After hundreds of thousands of Japanese soldiers entered the city, they were also suffering from hunger, so at this moment the soldiers cheered for the food they found. Just below the first floor, the almond eyes, red eyes, large and small eyes of the female students and kiln sisters are all staring at the ceiling without blinking, staring at the square gap at the entrance to let the light of the flashlight leak in. Through a curtain, the kiln sisters heard two or three female students making shrill hums, more like moans than chokes.Yusheng said in a fierce hoarse voice: "Grandma Xiaozu, if you make any more noise, I'll come over and kill you!" Whispering wiped his face with his hands full of dust.Yusheng looked at her, touched her surroundings with both hands, and then wiped the dust covered with black cobwebs all over her head and face.Yu Mo let out a sad smile in his heart: Didn't they hear about it?Old ladies in their seventies have become "flower girls" for Japanese animals.Only Hong Ling didn't look at the square entrance and exit, and was in a daze in the dark, sobbing every minute.She watched how Chen Qiaozhi jumped from being alive to a pool of flesh and blood, and she couldn't make it out of her mind.She has experienced countless men, but at this time of war and in a precarious situation, Chen Qiaozhi, who she met in a precarious situation, seemed to give her a rare tenderness.She thought that there would no longer be that Chen Qiaozhi who was provocative and laughed before saying a word.She really can't turn this corner.Hong Ling always heard Chen Qiao say: "It's better to live than to die." Such a person who is willing to "live", who is determined and content to "live" to the end cannot do so.Hong Ling thought woodenly: I have pity on my George. Hong Ling noticed that Yu Mo was holding something in his hand, a pair of small sewing scissors, no bigger than a palm, but extremely sharp.She had seen Yumo use it to cut threads and window grilles.In the early years, she also used it to cut Hongling's eyelashes. She said that the eyelashes grew black and curled after a few times of cutting. Hongling now has black and curled eyelashes, thanks to Yumo's small scissors.It never left Yumo's body, and it was always placed together with several pieces of her personal jewelry.She didn't know what Yumo was going to cut with it at the moment.Perhaps a throat and a bloodline should be cut to defend and avenge Major Dai who is about to part with her forever. The Japanese soldiers who searched the kitchen were still rummaging through boxes and cabinets, chattering.Every time there was a sound, there was a sob from the female student's side. He whispered, "Sister Yumo, give me half of your scissors." Yu Mo ignored her, the scissors could probably be broken in half, who has the strength now?If the movement becomes louder, won't it cause fire?Everyone is envious of Yumo's pair of scissors.Even if it's the biting teeth of a dying rabbit, that's fine. Yusheng said: "You don't need scissors, you can use your knees. As long as you don't hold your knees, you're lucky enough to hit his thing..." Yu Mo hissed, telling them to hold their breath. Yusheng's roommate father was a thug, and she had learned a few punches and kicks from him when she was young.After she was silently reprimanded by Yumo, she forgot within a minute and taught the thug family tradition again.She told her female companions that if the hands were not bound, it would be easier to handle, to grasp the thing and twist it, just like twisting a crispy walnut.Use all the strength to suck milk, so that he can't get out of the little Japanese beast. Yu Mo hit her hard with his elbow, because the kitchen above her head suddenly fell silent.It seemed that the three Japanese soldiers had heard their whispers. They squatted, sat, and stood motionless, and their bare-handed fibrous hands exerted a vicious force. According to Yusheng, it was like crushing a crispy walnut. It was decisive, and the force must be strong to condense everything. Explosive force in five fingers and palms, "click"... The fine scissors held by Yu Mo's hands gradually developed a layer of moisture, which was caused by the cold sweat on her hands.She had never loved the little pair of scissors so much.She loves it now more than the diamond ring that bad guy gave her earlier.She was only thirteen when she got the scissors.The mother of the brothel lost the red scissors, beat her up, and said she stole it.Later, the scissors were found, and my mother gave it to her as an apology.From then on, Yumo made up his mind to stand out and get rid of the humble life of being humiliated for a pair of scissors. A girl sobbed again.Yu Mo opened the curtain, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Why are you crying? Are you still afraid of us ghosts?" Shujuan looked at her figure with flowing shoulders and willow waist in the dark.Many years later, Shujuan deciphered Yumo's words as: "I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell." Yu Mo went back to the other side of the curtain, and saw the Japanese soldiers dragging Wang Pusheng, who was completely naked and only in bandages, towards the gate through the ventilation holes. Wang Pusheng let out a trombone in pain.Dai Tao said loudly: "This child won't live for two days, why should he..." Dai Tao's words were interrupted by a crack.Two days ago, Yumo tried to seduce him to live with a sweet wish, but he said he remembered it.Now his head that stored that eclectic memory fell to the ground. Wang Pusheng, who was no longer alive, suddenly let out a strange cry: "I will kill you eight generations of Japanese ancestors!" The translator did not translate this curse of the Chinese country boy. Wang Pusheng then yelled strangely: "Sunshi your little Japanese sister, little Japanese sister!" Under the coercion of the major, the translator simply translated a sentence.The major stabbed Wang Pusheng with a knife that was stained with Major Dai's blood, needlessly stabbing again and again in his festering abdominal cavity. Yu Mo covered her ears, Xiaobing's last voice was too miserable.Two days ago, Cardamom was foolishly wanting to play the pipa to beg for food and grow old with this little soldier. Now the young couple chased each other and became a pair of young ghosts. The light of the flashlight went out, and the sound of footsteps in military boots had already reached the gate.Then, the truck horn beeped for a long time, which was regarded as the assailant's farewell showing off his might.As the sound of the truck's engine faded away, the women and girls saw Father Engelman's and Fabio's feet moving slowly, with such unsteady and exhausted steps.They are moving the bodies of the dead... Yu Mo burst into tears.Withdrew from the window, pinched the small pair of scissors with one hand, and wiped the surging tears with the other. The thick dust on her hand wiped her beyond recognition.She loves the major, she is a loose woman, she can love many men with one heart, and she loves each of these three soldiers to the point of heartbreak. It was two o'clock in the morning.